Western Regions, Temple.

The twelve temples are distributed in the twelve directions of the Western Domain.

Tens of millions of miles away.

At this time, the power of the twelve temples was activated.

The entire Western Domain was shrouded in the power of light.

The devout Catholics bowed down to the ground, thanking the gods of light for their miracles.

The black battleship arrived in the Western Regions and rushed unstoppably into the light and holy power.

Whew, shmmm, smh.

Twelve holy rays of light rose from the twelve temples, piercing through the space and converging in front of the black battleship.

It was a divine power.

It's also a powerful force.

All the people in the Western Regions are fanatical worshippers.

The twelve powers converged and gradually became a human form.

Holy, pure, and bright.

This is a flawless angel.

The angel had six pairs of white wings on his back.

The twelve-winged holy angel with the highest rank among the angels.

The temple was fully revealed, and the twelve god kings gathered the power of the twelve temples to summon the twelve-winged angels.

It was not a true angel summoned from the outside, but was condensed by the power of the twelve temples.

The Twelve-Winged Angel is equivalent to the strength of a low-level Immortal Monarch.

The strength of the Sanctuary is indeed much stronger than the three major alliances of the Eastern Domain and the Dark Council of the Southern Domain.

No wonder thousands of years ago dared to cross the realm to conquer the Dark Council.

If it weren't for the fact that the power of the twelve temples could not be summoned in the Southern Great Domain.

The Dark Council will not be able to resist the Templars' conquest.

Lu Chen looked at the twelve-winged holy angel that appeared in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that the temple didn't know that the Blood God Ancestor was a true peak immortal monarch.

The twelve-winged holy angel spoke, "Heretic, accept the judgment of the holy angels. ”

His figure has no mood fluctuations, but his tone is quite domineering.

It is the twelve god kings who speak their words with twelve-winged holy angels through the power of the temple.

Lu Chen sneered sarcastically, "It's just a birdman puppet with wings, what qualifications do you have to judge me?"

Angels are battle puppets created by the top three gods of the Ten Ancient Clans.

Lu Chen didn't have a good impression of the Protoss and Angels.

When the Twelve God Kings heard Lu Chen insulting the Twelve-Winged Holy Angel, they said angrily, "If you dare to insult a holy angel, the gods will never forgive you, a heretic." ”

"The power of God is more powerful than you can imagine. ”

"Holy Angel Verdict. ”

The Twelve-Winged Holy Angel raised the Sword of Judgment in his hand, and with a sword, he wanted to slash down Lu Chen on the black battleship.

Lu Chen stood still on the deck of the black battleship, and ordered lightly, "Kill." ”

Three thousand tigers responded to the battle.

The black shield of defense was raised high, blocking the sword of judgment of the Holy Angel.

The Twelve-Winged Holy Angel is just a force composition, a battle with a blank face.

The war fell apart.

The collision of laws in the void.

One after another, the power that surpassed the monks of the Tribulation Period collided together.

Not every blow can be withstood by the Tribulation Monk.

The battle was as if it were a real battle of the gods.

The Twelve God-Kings wield the power of the temple as if they were in an immersive battle.

Such a battle terrified them.

If it weren't for the power of the temple, who would be able to resist the three thousand tigers?

"Impossible? Impossible? How can the power of the gods be defeated?"

What frightened the twelve god kings even more was that the twelve-winged holy angel gradually fell into disadvantage under the attack of the three thousand tigers.

Lu Chen just watched the battle lightly.

Three thousand tiger ben can even be killed by the Blood God Ancestor, let alone the pseudo-immortal monarch composed of the power of the twelve temples in front of him?

————————

The revision was completed after an hour.

Western Regions, Temple.

The twelve temples are distributed in the twelve directions of the Western Domain.

Tens of millions of miles away.

At this time, the power of the twelve temples was activated.

The entire Western Domain was shrouded in the power of light.

The devout Catholics bowed down to the ground, thanking the gods of light for their miracles.

The black battleship arrived in the Western Regions and rushed unstoppably into the light and holy power.

Whew, shmmm, smh.

Twelve holy rays of light rose from the twelve temples, piercing through the space and converging in front of the black battleship.

It was a divine power.

It's also a powerful force.

All the people in the Western Regions are fanatical worshippers.

The twelve powers converged and gradually became a human form.

Holy, pure, and bright.

This is a flawless angel.

The angel had six pairs of white wings on his back.

The twelve-winged holy angel with the highest rank among the angels.

The temple was fully revealed, and the twelve god kings gathered the power of the twelve temples to summon the twelve-winged angels.

It was not a true angel summoned from the outside, but was condensed by the power of the twelve temples.

The Twelve-Winged Angel is equivalent to the strength of a low-level Immortal Monarch.

The strength of the Sanctuary is indeed much stronger than the three major alliances of the Eastern Domain and the Dark Council of the Southern Domain.

No wonder thousands of years ago dared to cross the realm to conquer the Dark Council.

If it weren't for the fact that the power of the twelve temples could not be summoned in the Southern Great Domain.

The Dark Council will not be able to resist the Templars' conquest.

Lu Chen looked at the twelve-winged holy angel that appeared in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that the temple didn't know that the Blood God Ancestor was a true peak immortal monarch.

The twelve-winged holy angel spoke, "Heretic, accept the judgment of the holy angels. ”

His figure has no mood fluctuations, but his tone is quite domineering.

It is the twelve god kings who speak their words with twelve-winged holy angels through the power of the temple.

Lu Chen sneered sarcastically, "It's just a birdman puppet with wings, what qualifications do you have to judge me?"

Angels are battle puppets created by the top three gods of the Ten Ancient Clans.

Lu Chen didn't have a good impression of the Protoss and Angels.

When the Twelve God Kings heard Lu Chen insulting the Twelve-Winged Holy Angel, they said angrily, "If you dare to insult a holy angel, the gods will never forgive you, a heretic." ”

"The power of God is more powerful than you can imagine. ”

"Holy Angel Verdict. ”

The Twelve-Winged Holy Angel raised the Sword of Judgment in his hand, and with a sword, he wanted to slash down Lu Chen on the black battleship.

Lu Chen stood still on the deck of the black battleship, and ordered lightly, "Kill." ”

Three thousand tigers responded to the battle.

The black shield of defense was raised high, blocking the sword of judgment of the Holy Angel.

The Twelve-Winged Holy Angel is just a force composition, a battle with a blank face.

The war fell apart.

The collision of laws in the void.

One after another, the power that surpassed the monks of the Tribulation Period collided together.

Not every blow can be withstood by the Tribulation Monk.

The battle was as if it were a real battle of the gods.

The Twelve God-Kings wield the power of the temple as if they were in an immersive battle.

Such a battle terrified them.

If it weren't for the power of the temple, who would be able to resist the three thousand tigers?

"Impossible? Impossible? How can the power of the gods be defeated?"

What frightened the twelve god kings even more was that the twelve-winged holy angel gradually fell into disadvantage under the attack of the three thousand tigers.

Lu Chen just watched the battle lightly.

Three thousand tiger ben can even be killed by the Blood God Ancestor, let alone the pseudo-immortal monarch composed of the power of the twelve temples in front of him?