Chapter 684: The Holy Land of the West

Lin Qianqian's eyes were full of horror, and her voice began to tremble: "When the last tribulation thunder appeared, I sensed that it far exceeded the upper limit of my own resisting power, even if there was a Heaven Swallowing Cauldron and a stand-in wooden man protector, there was a powerful danger of falling. Then, a voice seeped into my soul, Heaven and Earth Dao said This is a warning to you to destroy the Divine Machine Gate last time, don't think that the power of the divine power has reached the level of the divine realm, you can not put it in your eyes, if you dare to anger it again in the future, you will make the people around you fall one by one during the tribulation. And your Heavenly Tribulation is all accumulated, if you make a decisive contribution in the Nine Pyloric Gate Catastrophe, you will write off all the crimes committed in the past......"

"Well, don't think about it." While comforting his wife, Zhao Fan raised his head to look at the sky, his pupils seemed to be flickering with fire.

At this moment, Zhao Fan was really angry, since he destroyed the Divine Machine Gate, he has always kept to himself, and has not done anything contrary to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but the other party has used Lin Qianqian's tragedy to warn himself, and threatened the lives of the people around him!

However, a sense of powerlessness rose in Zhao Fan's heart, and he couldn't retaliate against the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth at all, because the only way was to paddle in the catastrophe of the Nine Heterom Gate or secretly add fuel to the fire.

But as a great creation heavenly master, the elimination of demons is the first criterion, and his own character is also destined to uproot the Nine Pyloric Sects, and he can't bear to see all beings in the world in the hot water. If you take hundreds of millions of living beings to accompany you for burial because of your own personal grudges, even you can't spare yourself!

Zhao Fan retracted his gaze, calmly held Lin Qianqian's hand, and said: "Let's go home, you have just finished the catastrophe and need to rest in peace, as for the warning, rest assured, I will not affect anyone around me, especially you and Pi Bao." ”

"Hmm!"

Lin Qianqian felt the temperature transmitted by her fingertips, and felt a sense of security in her heart.

In this way, Zhao Fan and her quietly returned to the Zhao Mansion, no one knew that there was another holy realm in the world!

……

In the next seven days, Zhao Fan has been immersed in the happiness of being accompanied by his wife and children, he has already left the matter of Heaven and Earth Avenue behind, what can he do if he is unhappy? After all, there is nothing to do except swallow his anger, rather than adding to his troubles, it is better not to think about it, besides, at best, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth made it clear that if the Heavenly Monk and the Nine Pyloric Sect start a war, if he plays a decisive role, the past will be written off.

The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is the existence that governs the rules and order of the world, and it will not go back on its word.

And on the eighth day, Zhao Fan said goodbye to his wife, children, and family, and left the dungeon alone.

The destination of this trip is none other than the Holy See of Light!

Last time, it was for my sister-in-law's business, so taking a plane is equivalent to seeing the exotic customs by the way.

This time there is no time to waste, the destination is clear, and the goal is clear.

It is worth mentioning that with the speed of the Golden-winged Dapeng, it is not much faster than an airplane, not to mention that with the Pearl of Ten Thousand Languages refined by Bai Ze's ear, there is no language barrier.

……

Meanwhile.

In the Holy See of Light.

A middle-aged man in a red robe, holding a young and beautiful woman in his hands, walked towards the archbishop's hall.

He was none other than one of the cardinal archbishops known as the left hand of the Pope, Marshall.

And the woman who hugged her was unconscious as if she had fallen into an eternal slumber.

"Lord Marshall."

"Lord Marshall!"

When the guards on duty saw him, they saluted one after another.

"Hmm."

Marshall nodded, and then said solemnly: "No one is allowed to approach my bishop's hall without my orders." ”

"Yes!"

The guards clutched the crusade soldiers in their hands, all with straight faces.