We'll be back!

In the vast void, the broken world wandered endlessly, the viscous darkness clinging to it, the holy light flickering in it, through the two layers of black and white light, below, the broken earth was moaning all the time, lamenting, and nostalgic for the creatures that had lived on this land in those years. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"We'll be back. ”

Jin Li muttered to himself, his cold eyes greedily sweeping over every texture, absorbing the taste of home that had appeared in his dreams every night for decades.

"Is this it?"

Darkness enveloped the black killer forever, and the thin mask of light swallowed up all the light like a small black hole, hiding the old but powerful figure that made the world tremble in it.

Jin Li nodded, turned around, and scanned the faces of each of the Black Killers.

Almost all the sons of the black killer reflexively met his gaze, and a pair of resentful eyes appeared in Jin Li's eyes, he knew that it was not really hatred, but just the resentment caused by the favor of the black killing that was taken away because of him.

It's really hopeless.

Jin Li shook his head, and his eyes fell on the boss, Marantz, Xiaobai, and the fourth.

These four people are the people he really feels a little tricky, and even the people who really feel distressed, the power of the ancestor is beyond imagination, although the ancestor can't figure it out, but from the continuous overtures, it can be roughly seen that the relationship between the ancestor and the holy clan is not so bad.

However, such a group of powerful forces created by the friends of the Holy Race defected to the enemies of the Holy Race.

However, the Holy Family, hehe, what is the Holy Family?

Jin Li raised his head slightly, looking up at the green trees around him, the thick trunks against the dense canopy, like a silent giant, guarding this space, of course, this is just a conjecture, just like the conjecture that the Holy Clan thinks he represents the light.

Jinli Shaliye...... Shaliye!

At that time, there was no replacement of the throne of the gods, nor the supremacy of the gods, but only a pair of mellow eyes fell from the heavens, gently watching the birth of each living being.

On the first day, the gods walked in the void and felt for a moment, and then God said, "Let there be light." ”

The next day, God looked up with light, and as far as his eyes could see, it was the sky.

On the third day, God said, "The waters under heaven will be gathered together, and the land will be revealed." ”

On the fourth day, God walked on the earth, and after walking a circle, it was a day, and the light in his hand slowly rose and turned into the sun and the moon.

On the fifth day, God said, "The world is too quiet. And the creatures began to multiply.

On the sixth day, God departed.

On the seventh day, the first mosquito died, and a resentment arose, and God died.

God will die, too.

Someday, you, too, will die. Jin Li took a deep look at the dark-wrapped figure, he turned around, and the regrown fingers touched the rough relief on the dilapidated stone door, a silky sand-like touch touched his heart, and in his body, the light made the book tremble lightly, making him wake up from his contemplation.

He looked up at the slightly mottled carvings on the stone door. On the left side, the Seraphim was born from the light, behind him a **** sun shining brightly, in the angel's hand, a silver spear trembled lightly, countless fine runes jumped, bursting out with a sharpness that tore through everything, just one glance, you can easily tear apart the heart.

On the right side, the moonlight is like a glow, cold as the moon, the holy angel notes the distance, a pale silver halo surrounds him, above his head, a wreath made of leaves from the tree of wisdom shimmers with the light of wisdom, and in his left hand, a gray crystal turns, and one has a soul flashing in it, pious worship, and in the right hand, the staff of the angel stretches its wings levitating, and a faint halo blooms, like the holy light magic in the hands of the priest of light, which can redeem all living beings.

"Is this the angel Shaliye?" said Black Kill, standing in front of the tall stone door, staring at the tall angel carving, with a hint of envy.

Jin Li didn't hide it at all, and said lightly: "Yes." ”

Black Kill waved his hand, and a book emerged from the void, flashing with the light of wisdom, floating in front of Black Kill, "Moon Angel Shaliye, Angel of Wisdom and Guardian, one is called the Child of Light, one is ...... Huh, what is this?"

The voice of doubt came, Jin Li tested Lian, staring at the tree of wisdom before the black killing, his white hands were clenched tightly, his muscles were exposed, and the bright red blood flowed in the veins, like a streak of blood, imprinted on the skin.

This was originally an artifact in the hands of his grandmother, but it was seized along with his grandmother's life decades ago and taken for himself, how could this not make him angry.

"Hiss~"

Behind him, the sound of greedy cold air came, Jin Li turned his face slightly, only to see a pair of eyes fixed on the book of wisdom, and the greed in his eyes was very stingy to hide even a little.

Jin Li smiled faintly, the dark tide under his eyes froze into ice at the moment, he exhaled softly, and said, "Black kill, put it away, if you don't put it away, your sons will inevitably start killing their fathers." ”

"Kill your father?" Black Kill smiled, not caring at all, "If they have the ability, I think I will be very happy, after all, who doesn't want to see their son better than Lao Tzu." ”

A heavy gasp sounded in his ears instantly, Jin Lilen paused for a moment, and smiled, "Then you will be disappointed, just this group of fools, I'm afraid you are very ......"

"You're stupid!"

Jin Li turned his head in surprise, and a black-robed necromancer took a step forward, his thin face like a skeleton emerging from under the black robe, and his gloomy gaze swept over Jin Li's body, unconcealing his resentment.

"Did he believe it?" Jin Li was stunned for a moment, looking at the darkness where the black kill was, and showed a big smile in vain, this smile was so big, so mocking.

He lowered his head, his shoulders shook unconsciously, he raised his hand, his hand trembled unconsciously, an ice blade appeared in his hand, almost fell, he held the ice blade, cut it fiercely, a wisp of blood slipped from between his fingers, dripping into the crystal ball in the hand of the angel on the right, and the bright red blood flowed on the crystal ball, neither freezing nor slipping.

"Holy angel, the glory of the six wings shrouds the weary journey, the glory of the moonlight is like an imprint in the interpretation of the light, the world remembers your greatness, but forgets your true name, the son of light, Jinli Shaliyah, the humble descendant of the angel, the ant who has lost his wings, praying to enter the kingdom of God, to regain the glory of the angel, and to spread the glory of the angel Shariyeh, the angel of the moon. ”

The roar suddenly appeared, and the angel carved on the portal on the right seemed to have returned from life all of a sudden, with white-gray eyes lowered, falling on Jin Li's body, and the crystal ball in his hand slowly cultivated a faint halo. A soul phantom identical to Jin Li circulated in the crystal ball.

"I'll leave it to you. Jin Li said lightly, turned around and let go of the road behind him, stretched out his hand, revealing the stone carving in front of him, but the smile on his face was a little narrow, just like the prank of that afternoon many years ago.

Behind him, the sons of the black killer, you look at me, I look at you, no one is willing to be the first to eat crabs, and the scene fell silent all of a sudden. (To be continued.) )