The three generations of holy lords sighed.

"That's it. Since this is your choice, then I have nothing to do. It's just that, Tang San, I hope you don't fight for the position of the Holy Lord with a guilty heart. You should know in your heart that when you stand in this position and hold this godhead, your life will no longer belong to you. ”

"I know. Always known. ”

Tang Sanfeng nodded lightly and spoke, how could he not know, if it was not clear, why did he let go of Ling Xue, if it was not clear, why did he swing his sword to cut the love thread, he didn't even dare to be moved.

It was precisely because he knew better than anyone else that Tang San knew that he had to fight for this position, not for anything else, but just to do what Tang Si had not done.

"According to the Demon Slaying Order!"

The three generations of Holy Lords slowly spoke, and the divine light that had dissipated was condensed again. Turning into three rays of light fell on Tang San and the three of them, and suddenly one demon after another roared from that light.

Everyone looked at Tang San, because in the light that enveloped Tang San, the shadow of the Venerable Demon Head was obviously much more than the other two. Tang San's face was expressionless, his expression was indifferent, he knew that if he was the only one, he would definitely not be able to kill so many demons, with the help of Qi Xue, he would be able to overwhelm the other two and achieve this one.

I just can't think of anything. Those who live and die together, live and die together, and support each other and hold on to each other fight side by side, but in the end, they took the position of the Holy Lord, chose this loneliness, protected this sentient being, and were destined to lose her life.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with your son!"

I don't know who shouted the first sentence, and then the whole holy mountain was full of the same shout. The other two walked up to Tang San one by one and didn't say anything, just bent down and bowed to Tang San.

This worship is not Tang San's record. It is not Tang San's victory that is worshipped, but only Tang San's life after that, living up to the world and the common people.

With the movements of the two. The other mountain guards also stepped forward one by one and bowed to Tang San, but Tang San was not happy. His eyes were calm, quietly accepting this wordless salute, he looked at the three generations of holy masters, but his gaze was a little hollow, and his eyes had already lost focus at this moment.

The day he had been longing for for a long time had finally come, and since then, he has been the fourth generation of holy masters, serving God all his life without regrets, creating a world without sin, this is something Tang Si has not done, he has always wanted to do it, and he will finally have the opportunity to do it in the future, but why is there no joy and relief in his heart at this moment, but a faint sadness.

His gaze penetrated time and space, as if returning to the night of that day, the starry sky was blurred, and Ling Xue's stubborn tearful face.

"Tang San, I hate you. I hate you! ”

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with the Son?"

The three generations of Holy Lords slowly stretched out their hands, and a fragment of glittering light appeared in his palm.

"Remember that you are not fighting alone, in this world, all these people with good thoughts are behind you, their good thoughts are melted into this fragment, and when you hold this fragment, you hold the good thoughts of everyone. Live up to the sky, live up to all beings. Can you do it? ”

Tang San laughed, walked in front of the three generations of holy masters step by step, slowly stood in front of the fragment that emitted a misty light, turned around, his voice was firm and empty, echoing throughout the holy mountain.

"I, yes."

The three generations of holy lords and the other mountain guards all bowed down.

"Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are with the Son? Welcome to four generations! ”

The wind whistled, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the fragments of the godhead in the palms of the three generations stirred up, Tang San slowly stretched out his hand, and a little blood spilled from his fingertips, imprinting his own mark.

Little by little, the blood soaked into the fragment that emitted a glimmer, absorbing the mark that Tang San had branded, and he could no longer see it, but Tang San knew that there was only one last step, the last step, to insert the fragment into his heart, his heart, his body, and his whole body would be linked to this fragment, and from then on, eradicate the evil and protect all beings.

"Stop!"

A coquettish shout sounded, and two figures instantly appeared at the foot of the holy mountain, and everyone turned their heads and saw the person clearly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Among the people who came to speak, it was a beautiful woman dressed in white, and the person behind her was tall and burly, everyone recognized him, it was the head of the Thousand Families who attacked one of the four major forces of the Divine Cult half a year ago.

"Tang San, don't."

Ling Xue spoke slowly, her tone was full of anxiety, she knew that once Tang San accepted the fragments, once the four families attacked, the others might be able to live, but Tang San had no chance of survival.

"Lingxue, don't be willful."

The head of the Thousand Families, who is also Qi Xue's father, put one hand on Qi Xue's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, the plan for this attack has been set, and there is no room for error.

Ling Xue paused and shouted louder.

Tang San's heart trembled, but he didn't look back, he knew that it was Qi Xue who came, maybe he had to add a thousand words now, but now, there was no turning back.