The lush canopy sea is uphill, and the mountains are on the top of nothingness.

Swinging and floating in the world, there is a shell threshold and a pearl.

A kingdom of gods on earth!

A high mountain looking at the sea between the sky and the sea of clouds, a glorious dome on the top of the mountain, the palace is saggy, the scale is magnificent, the bright pillar is pure, the bucket arch is staggered, the eaves are high pecked, the exquisite is chic, the dazzling color is shining, it is a towering and majestic building!

The golden dome shines in the golden treasure hall, magnificent, painted carved beams, the sound of countless chanting scriptures in the hall is transmitted, the ancient scriptures, the beautiful rhythm, gently diffuse the whole hall, there are two people in the hall, it should be said that it is a person and a god.

This mortal is a woman!

Her face is like a delicate flower, her body is slim, her long hair is on her back, the pink ribbon is lightly pulled, she is dressed in white, and the white light is even more vivid, and there seems to be smoke behind her.

It is really a bright moon and a cloudy river, and the body is like a light wind and flowing waves.

The original beauty,

It can also be earth-shattering!

The woman did not worship the gods, but looked at the gods on the high throne in front of her with her eyes wide open.

This god is also interesting, he is a living god!

Instead of the cold and majestic statue of the god, this god has pale hair, unkempt, a face full of vicissitudes, folds and mud, dressed in black linen, and rubbed barefoot, and even has a single-horned grass fork inserted on top of the majestic gimposing platform.

If it weren't for the fact that the seat of the god was the seat of the gods, I would have thought that a big man who rubbed his feet had entered a certain temple and acted as a statue.

"It's the shore to turn around! Such confusion is still useless to me, why bother! May the God of Light be with you!"

The god sat down and picked his feet, the big man's whole body was bright, his words were vicissitudes, and he said to the woman in front of him, full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Stinky beggar, don't tell me about your god of light, I am disgusted when I smell the light on you, and I am still with you, you are all gods now, and you still believe in the so-called god of light!"

This woman's voice is delicate with a bit of demon, soft with a little charm, if it weren't for the abusive words of the false god in front of her, I thought it was really a goddess who was degraded in the world.

"As I said, it's useless! In the real illusion is also nothing, there is no reality, it is just an obsession in the heart.

I only yearn for the land of the supreme kingdom of God, and the rest of my life is half-luxury, even if you put the obsession in my heart in the big and useless, this is not the truth I want!"

"Stinky beggar, don't talk about hypocrisy, you still have no luxury, half no luxury, and you still come to embarrass me? I have been cultivating in this deep mountain for thousands of years, and I have provoked you. This beautiful woman in the world is simply roaring when she speaks, and her fierce posture is revealed, and there is no trace of the breath of the goddess in the world.

"I didn't mean to be here, but with a bloodthirsty ghost like you, how can I let you go?

Even if you practice for a thousand years, it's not that you're not on the right path, so if it's the right way, why bother me to embarrass you. ”

"Why don't you die! How can ghosts and spirits cultivate resentful spirits?

It's all cool words, if you can send the slave to the hell abyss gate, the slave family will immediately not eat a soul, and they will not be nostalgic for this broken continent, and they will not be able to turn back. The woman looked like she was crazy, and she yelled at the big man's voice.

"That door can't be opened, can't be opened! If you really open that door and leave you a thousand years of terrible ghosts, I don't know how many thousands of you will pop up on this continent, and it is better to eliminate your thousand years of penance than thousands of suffering people going to hell.

I thought that you would leave a seat under the seat of light above the Holy One, abolish your thousand years of penance, and send you to the recitation of the scriptures to save your sins.

Even if my stinky skin can't enter the kingdom of light, you only have one heart for the light, and with your perseverance, the kingdom of God will eventually open up to you. Okay?"

"Good for the size of your god of light! After thousands of years of penance, you stinky beggar will be wasted, and the people of the All-Bright Sect will not have a good thing.

It's all like you stinky beggars, full of the stench of light, and you keep saying that you are suffering and rescuing, no wonder that tens of thousands of years have passed, and your Holy See of Light has been overthrown by what you call us so-called heretics.

Let the ghost body of the slave family go to cultivate the law of light, you should be a bitter priest and be confused, is there such a ghost on your broken mountain?" The woman was simply scolding and questioning the beggar in front of her.

"May the God of Light be with you! Not having now does not mean that there will be no in the future, and it is not said that you are the first ghost monk to truly step into the Kingdom of Light. The sackcloth-clad beggar on the throne of the gods said a few words to the woman in front of him with a vicious expression.

"It's useless to talk too much! You will also fool the ignorant fools, the slave family's thousand-year-old penance is not something you can fool with a few words, go and die!"

After the white-clothed woman finished roaring, she pointed at the countless light priests who were chanting the scriptures around her, and in an instant, she was like a god serving the light scripture chanters, her hair was fluttering, like a fierce ghost, and her fierce aura was cleansed, and she bit towards their "god" with her teeth and claws.

"After fighting for so long, you can't help me, and I can't help you, what's the use of these vains, it's just a waste of time!"

After the sackcloth-clothed beggar sighed at the woman in white, he stroked the single-horned dung fork in front of him, the purple light was released, and there were endless phantom chanting behind him, and the ethereal light scriptures came slowly.

Meditation, condensation, peace, and supreme holiness!

The sackcloth-clothed beggar waved forward with a one-legged dung fork in his hand and a purple light, and in an instant, the fierce and gloomy countless light chanters were drawn into snowflake fragments by this purple light, and in a single draw, countless ghosts directly collapsed, and none of the ghosts could get close to him.

"You can't absorb the slightest light power in this ghost domain of the slave family, and it will consume you, stinky beggars enjoy it!

"Alas!"

There was a melancholy singing voice from the countless ghost bodies, and there was a trace of bitterness, and after this sigh, this bright and shining figure was buried by the endless ghosts, and there was a glimmer of light in the shadows of thousands of ghosts indicating that this "god" was still fighting!

........

"Hmm, juniors, dare to destroy my three souls!"

The fierce roar of the woman in white came directly from the golden and splendid palace, and this roar also shook the sackcloth-clothed beggars in the group of fierce ghosts.

The wheat fork in the hand of the sackcloth-clothed beggar slammed towards the ground, and in an instant, countless ghost bodies on his side were drawn into snowflake fragments, his eyes were bright and bright, and he looked towards the ground under his feet, and saw one person and one thing through the illusion!

The man didn't care, his eyes were all drawn to it, a dark black cloth ribbon! others may not know what it is, but the sackcloth beggar definitely knows it.

"Well, the god of light is with me!"

The sackcloth-clothed beggar's hand was filled with purple gas, stretching out towards the ground, and instantly passing through the throne under the seat, as if passing through countless spaces, the sound of shattering was repeated, and he directly copied this thing in his hand.

After this thing was in his hands, there was an insult from the underground world, and the sackcloth-clothed beggar looked down and saw that this was not the little undead called the night!

He laughed out loud and said to the figure in the world below, and then ignored it, his vicissitudes of life staring at the struggling black cloth belt in his hand.

"Is it polluted? I don't know where this little undead came from. ”

The sackcloth-clothed beggar looked at the black cloth belt and sighed, and instantly the purple light in his hand burst out, and he slammed the one-legged dung fork in front of him to the ground with one hand, and countless ghosts around his body turned into snowflake fragments.

The sackcloth-clothed beggar made his hands sealed, and the scriptures in his mouth were chanted, and the blood of the night sucked by this black cloth belt was forced out of the cloth belt in an instant.

Countless purple qi surged between the hands of the beggar in sackcloth, shooting towards this cloth belt, and the black body that absorbed the purple qi instantly became bright, directly forcing out a bunch of words, these words were very clear, not as blurry as the blood dripping from the night.

These words are not the common script of the mainland, nor are they the tadpole scripts of the devil, but a bunch of words square and round scripts, which are the light scriptures!

It is still the ancient Bright Scriptures, the text of the Bright Sutra in this era is all square words, and only in the past is it square and square texts, and all the scriptures of the Holy See of Light are all written like this.

The black cloth belt was forced out by the sackcloth-clothed beggar countless void scriptures, the words in the sky were shining, the words were square and the text was turned from virtual to real, touching the endless ghost body running towards the sackcloth-clothed beggar, it was directly a snowflake falling, without any sense of life, and countless close ghost bodies were all turned into soul fragments in one place.

In the black cloth belt, there are bursts of scriptures sung, the eternal sound of chanting is like through the long river of history, once again sung in the world, the sound of countless ghosts directly exploded and collapsed, the entire bright temple is shaking, and the space is even more distorted.

"Stinky beggar!

The woman in white stared at the shining black cloth belt in front of her, her eyes were full of endless fear, when she saw the diffuse words touching the endless ghost body, the soul body exploded into soul fragments, and the whole body was trembling, she didn't know what kind of magic weapon this stinky beggar dragged up in the underground soul world.

Terrifying! It's too terrifying! It's simply a ghostly existence that specifically restrains her, and the Supreme Ghost Domain is distorted and unstable by this ordinary black cloth with words and singing voices, and the space that directly shocks is unstable, and it almost collapses!

This is the domain of her Grandmaster rank!

Is it an epic artifact, a holy artifact, or a legendary epoch artifact? The woman in white has thousands of questions in her heart!

"What's it, take what you're for!"

The sackcloth-clothed beggar spoke, and the black cloth belt was filled with endless purple fighting energy, and the sound of scripture chanting became louder, and illusory white-robed figures appeared behind him.

As the speed of chanting the scriptures accelerated, the bodies of these white-robed figures became more and more condensed, and in the end, they were like real people!

From the eternal void, across the long river of history, chanting the Book of Light, appearing in this world!

(Author: I try not to get close to cultivating immortals in words, but that's all I can do, don't pick a thorn, this kind of magic feels better in the vernacular, of course, that's not imposing!)