When everyone walked out of the light curtain, they were stunned by the scene in front of them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a rather peculiar place, an ancient and magnificent white temple, standing tall, with its exquisite and ornate architectural style, ingenious craftsmanship, every minute of which has been carved like a work of art, exuding an air of holiness.

"Whoosh!"

A white light swept past several people, but it was a beautiful angel with white wings, it had a perfect face that even the elven race, which was known as one of the most beautiful races in the world, could not match, even a noble race like Feng Wu was overshadowed in front of her.

However, this angel is not a real angel, because there is no breath of life on her body, just an illusion condensed by the power of white light, but her posture and body are lifelike, and every movement is extremely elegant.

There was not a single illusory angel, but there were more than a hundred, dancing around the ancient temple.

Obviously, that temple is the focus of this place.

However, this temple is obviously man-made, so who built it in the mysterious space, and what is the purpose of the builder.

There was a big question in everyone's hearts, but since they had come here, they couldn't help but explore this hall.

After glancing at each other, Feng Wu said, "Let's go in and have a look, maybe, there are secrets related to the mysterious space in there." ”

Luo Feng nodded and said, "That's right, the wheel of fortune stopped here, and we don't know how to get out." ”

The twin sisters have less knowledge, and they have always been obedient to Luo Feng's words, so naturally they have no objections.

Coming to the door of the hall, Luo Feng suddenly had a feeling of looking up, this hall seemed to be a sacred and inviolable pure land, and any frivolous behavior was a blasphemy against it.

Luo Feng was not a believer, but at this time, he was holding his breath, slowing his steps, and slowly walked into the hall with a pious attitude.

There were no people, no living beings, empty, which was very different from what Luo Feng imagined.

Looking around the hall, they still couldn't find anything, and just as everyone was wondering, they suddenly heard a voice say, "You are finally here!"

Everyone was startled, and almost shouted in unison: "Who?"

Since they came to the mysterious space, they hadn't seen anyone else, and in this most central area, they didn't expect that there were people on the contrary.

Thousands of white lights condensed, and then a person appeared in the center of the main hall, a man with eight pairs of light wings, he had impeccable perfect facial features and figure, he couldn't see his age, on the surface, he was in his prime, but he seemed to have lived for thousands of years.

An incoherent momentum permeated the space, making Luo Feng and the others even have a sense of awe that they wanted to worship, the emperor could no longer describe him, this man seemed to be the supreme master of this universe since ancient times, all people, even all living beings, in front of him, seemed so small, even the noble Phoenix Clan, they were as humble as ants.

Ever since he approached the hall, Luo Feng had opened the middle level of the transcendent realm, paying close attention to any movement, but he had not been able to detect the existence of this man.

Even, the other party is standing in front of him now, talking to himself, whether it is with breath or soul sense, there is only a void.

However, if this was just a shadow, how could it have such an amazing momentum, this kind of momentum that Luo Feng had never seen many peerless powerhouses had never had, whether it was Lingyu's teacher Ling Yin, or the Great Elder of the Transcendent Alliance, although it also shocked Luo Feng, it was not yet to the point where he wanted to worship.

Worshipping this person seems to be an innate reaction.

The eight-winged man continued to mumble to himself: "A phoenix clan, a fallen angel, are all excellent races created by us, but the people who really let you come here are a little unexpected, the human race, the race that we once thought would not stand the test of time and be eliminated, has survived to this day, and has become so powerful?"

The deep gaze fell on Luo Feng, becoming sharper and sharper, as if he could see through the soul: "However, I think you are not an ordinary human race, among the human race, there are very few people with all-attribute physiques throughout history, and the method of your cultivation of fighting qi is very special, it is beyond the scope of your understanding, human race, who taught you this method?"

The deep voice has a supreme majesty, like an irresistible command from the higher intelligent beings to the lower intelligent beings.

"It's some ......" Luo Feng was about to blurt out his secret, but a voice in his heart told him that it was unwise to do so, so Luo Feng swallowed it back again.

The eight-winged man was obviously surprised by his reaction: "A human race can resist my words, but it's useless. ”

When the eight-winged man said this, a strange light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and then Luo Feng felt as if his soul had been impacted, and he was shocked, and he actually took a step backwards for no reason.

However, there seems to be something that is blocked by his soul.

This man actually wanted to invade his soul, which is quite a dangerous act.

However, he failed.

The man's face changed slightly: "I see, there is a very powerful brand in your soul to protect it, no wonder you can resist the oracle!"

Luo Feng was shocked and angry, and finally couldn't help but say, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Although the other party offended him, Luo Feng should have been justified in questioning, but when he said these few words, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and courage, which was no longer out of the fear of the weak for the strong, but more like instinctive awe.

And the three girls of Feng Wu, in front of the man, couldn't say a word.

The eight-winged man smiled: "Who am I? Hehe, my honorific title is the Lord of Light, but you prefer to call me the God of Light, and I prefer this statement!"

God of Light!

These three words hit everyone's hearts like thunder.

In the Holy Soul Continent, many people believe in gods, however, the gods are just an ethereal legend, and so far, there are no facts to prove the existence of the gods, so there are also quite a few atheists, who prefer to believe that the gods are just a spiritual sustenance, or a tool for religion and race, kingdom rule.

How would you feel now when a man stood in front of you and claimed to be God?