On the green cliff of Mount Emei, the face of Miao Yi is no longer calm.
The arrival of the Seven Saints of Mysterious Heaven made him feel threatened by the rise of Taoism and demons.
Once the demonic power increases greatly, Changmei Zhenren will not be able to win, and the authentic Taoism of Xuanmen will be in danger again.
In this case, it is better to strike first.
The three immortals and the two elders are connected with each other. As soon as Master Miaoyi thinks, the other figures immediately react, and their whole bodies appear stunned.
But before they could take action, a holy light suddenly appeared in the sky, and countless soft feathers fluttered and fell from the sky.
Not only are those feathers pure and flawless, each piece also contains a beautiful hymn that floats directly into everyone's heart.
People in the demonic path were originally meditating on the Seven Saints of the Mysterious Heaven, but ripples appeared in the lake of their hearts, giving rise to a sense of kindness, compassion, and selfless dedication.
This was very different from their pursuit. It was good that Dao Xing was profound, but Dao Xing's already unstable face turned green and red, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was a sign of going crazy.
Not to mention that the demonic path was severely deceived, the righteous path was just about to display its fine traditions, but was forced to show its murderous intent. It originally wanted to take advantage of the enemy, but now it is no longer possible.
The two parties were shocked and angry, and looked at the sky together. They saw that the source of the holy feathers was a brilliant and magnificent gate. An extremely vast and sacred pressure spread out from it, reflecting the surrounding clouds and mists.
Golden glow.
The next moment, countless holy angels with wings on their backs appeared, and the holy radiance circulated. Their faces could not be seen clearly, and only the infinite, ethereal and holy graceful outlines were displayed in front of the world.
"Angel Legion of the West?"
There was a look of surprise in Miao Yi's eyes.
He once heard Master Changmei mention that on the other side of the mountain and on the other side of the sea, there was a group of blond white people. The practitioners among them were called knights. Their sect was the Holy See and they believed in God.
But let alone Master Miaoyi, even Master Changmei had never seen it with his own eyes. The East and the West had long been separated and clearly differentiated. I didn't expect that they would appear on a large scale at this time.
In view of this, Master Miaoyi said: "The Eastern and Western cultivation worlds have never interfered with each other. Why are you here?"
Facing the question of Master Miaoyi, in the glorious scenery of heaven, an angel with six pairs of wings of light on his back, an indescribably handsome face, and his whole body bathed in sacred white light, slowly descended with a flaming sword.
The clearer and grander, but it was difficult to distinguish the male and female voices: "My name is Raphael, and I shoulder the responsibility of leading the souls of the dead to leave. O lost lambs, my Lord is willing to guide you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of holiness and tranquility penetrated deeply into people's hearts and transcended the soul.
That kind of innate nobility formed a completely different contrast with the filthy sentient beings in the mortal world. The junior disciples present suddenly felt a strong feeling of inferiority.
Qi Jinchan, who had just woken up, was the most obvious. It seemed that in front of this archangel full of sacred aura, the human heart was filthy, terrifying, humble and ridiculous, and piety and the urge to believe immediately emerged.
"That's unreasonable!"
Master Miaoyi was furious, waved his sleeves, and the cloud barrier blocked the holy sound.
What is the difference between this and forced enlightenment in Buddhism?
Let alone evil spirits and heretics, even the Xuanmen sect rarely behaves like this, let alone what this archangel did, even his son was included in it.
"We are facing foreign enemies, how about we act unanimously towards the outside world?"
However, the strength of the Angel Legion should not be underestimated. As a leader of a sect and a leader of the righteous path, Master Miaoyi was not overwhelmed by the momentary joy and anger. He communicated with his spiritual mind and the target was actually the Underworld Saint Xu Wan.
"good!"
Underworld Saint Xu Wan hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
The sudden entry of Western outsiders made them feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They did not hesitate to unite with their opponents who had fought to the death before to fight off the foreign enemies first!
The Angel Legion does have this strength.
The angels in heaven are divided into three levels and nine levels. The highest level Seraphs are Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, and Uriel, who symbolize fire, water, wind, and earth respectively, plus a fallen angel who represents the two sides of light and darkness.
Angel Lucifer.
Next to them are Cherubim, Thrones, and Seraphs, collectively referred to as the upper three levels; the middle three levels are Lord Angels, Virtue Angels, and Power Angels; and the lower three levels are Power Angels, Archangels, and Angels.
Regardless of the nine levels, even the angels who accompany the last ones are not weak, let alone the number of holy lights now. If the good and the devil continue to fight, they will only be wiped out in one fell swoop.
"It's interesting that an angel was born in hell!"
Seeing the situation below taking a turn for the worse again, Gu Cheng couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of fate.
He traveled across the heavens and experienced only the Eastern world. Over time, he paid little attention to the West.
However, among the nine worlds in the heavens, the Eternal World, the Order World, and the Terra World are all worlds dominated by the Western magic system. Gu Cheng also had a confrontation with the Lord of Eternity from a distance.
When Hongmeng attacked Xuanhuang, the nine worlds came together, and all their origins entered this special demon world, so things naturally mixed with each other.
It's just that even the Ancestor of the Styx in the Hunyuan Realm has been suppressed by Gu Cheng. How can the Western Angels in this world still stir up any trouble?
Don't tell me, no existence can be underestimated!
Gu Cheng raised his head and looked upward.
He and Styx are already above the sky, and above that is a thin and impenetrable world barrier. A real peak showdown between the heavens is going on outside.
Pangu's ax fights against Taoist ancestors from all walks of life alone.
This most sacred weapon in the world came and went, and although it did not cause fatal damage to a single Hunyuan Dao Ancestor, more than a dozen Tao Ancestors came out together, but they were unable to do anything to it.
But Gu Cheng was in the demon world and could see clearly that as the two sides fought, under the deliberate guidance of Pangu Ax, a torrent of energy poured into this world.
That is exactly the power of several Hunyuan Taoist ancestors in the Western world.
It is not without reason that the Angel Legion can be born and possess such powerful strength.
The strength of the West is stronger than that of the East, which is not only reflected in the comparison of the strength of the angelic legion and the good demons, but also at the secular level.
The fortunes of the eight countries are soaring into the sky, faintly approaching the ancient eastern countries below, forming an encirclement. It won't be long before an unprecedented human torrent is likely to break out.
The threat of ants choking the elephant to death reappeared, and attacks were launched from all sides. With Gu Cheng suppressing the Styx Ancestor, he really did not have the energy to deal with the Angel Legion composed of several Hunyuan Dao Ancestors.
The combination of east and west is the real killer move of the mastermind behind the scenes!
At this point, everything was revealed, but Gu Cheng didn't panic. With his fingers raised, a ball of light suddenly rose up and was thrown downwards.
This is not a path of cultivation like the Seven Saints of Mysterious Heaven, but a hundred schools of thought contending and the glory of humanity.
In the Dajiang world where Nuwa Stone was trained, he experienced the Spring and Autumn Period, an era when Chinese culture was extremely splendid and laid a crucial foundation for subsequent dynasties and generations. He forged fire with wisdom and spirit.
Now that the country of the Han people has been engulfed, it is a time of vast darkness, but the brilliance of humanity still shines tenaciously, not dazzlingly, not hotly, gradually dispelling the darkness and chaos.
At this moment, countless people's hearts trembled, and a warm light appeared deep in their hearts.