The night spirit had a crazy look on his face.

"Almost, almost can't catch up." The corners of the Night Spirit's mouth rose, the sacrifice was not over yet, and it was still the last point.

It's okay, it's good to catch up!

At this time, everyone who is paying attention to the people here is holding their breath!

The barrage has long been boiling, and no one cares about the identity of Wang Ling anymore, and they are all pessimistic at this time.

Goddess, it's over.

The balance of war will also be shattered.

The Night Spirit slowly stretched out his hand, a look bordering on his face.

"Brush" sound.

A sword light flew in front of her hand.

The night spirit hurriedly stretched out his hand, and the slender nails were directly cut off, and the broken place was extremely smooth.

The Eidolon's complexion changed dramatically.

Someone again!

The great tutor of the Huaxia Guofu team, Bai Cunfeng!

He should have been dragged down by the King of Sloth.

Could it be that the king of laziness has already lost?

She doesn't have time for you so much!

At this time, seeing her movements being intercepted, countless people had only one thought in their hearts.

Hold on, hold on a little longer!

If the priestess had a progress bar, it would have been loaded to 99.9 percent.

Delay a little longer, and you'll be successful!

"It's over, don't resist anymore." Bai Cunfeng shook his head, he had already come here, and he would never let the night spirit touch the goddess again no matter what.

The night spirit roared frantically, "Why, why don't you let me resurrect Ah Chuan, you miss him too, you miss him too, right?" ”

Bai Cunfeng shook his head: "Yes, I miss him, I think of him who is dedicated to academic research and has no distractions, I miss Xiaochuan, not Liangming." ”

"What's the difference?! He is Ah Chuan, he is Ah Chuan! The Eidolon roared.

Bai Cunfeng shook his head.

He didn't argue with a madman anymore.

"It's all over."

On the altar.

It's as if the last decimal point in the bar has disappeared and has become one hundred percent.

In the radiant sacrificial platform, the vitality is so strong that it is difficult to attach, and this powerful energy is even enough for several people to break through the soul general.

This is the sacrificial role of Parthenon.

Most of Parthenon's souls come from divine souls.

The power that the goddess bestows on the soul of the god comes from the sacrifice.

This time, the goddess no longer hid her power, but released her power, allowing everyone to feel the huge vitality inside.

As if to tell everyone.

They are not stubborn, but if they want to have the power to turn the tables, sacrifice is indispensable.

At this moment.

The Golden Yao Knights, who guarded the goddess motionless in the depths of the earth, suddenly burst into a strong aura.

Soul General, Soul General's breath······

Only then did they understand that if this sacrifice did not continue, Parthenon's soul would not have the strength to sustain it.

Without power, they are just weak soul generals who have no laws and simply have the power of soul generals.

What a difference between the soul generals.

Wang Ling also understood at this moment.

What Huang Yi said earlier, what does the weak soul general mean.

There are also soul generals who are layered, soul generals who integrate spiritual power and physical body, and have the power of soul generals, but there is always something missing.

Only when you master the law can you be a real soul general.

Wang Ling took a deep breath and felt the powerful power of the soul general, this war is also time to end.

"I see······ The goddess turned out to be in order to turn the tables, so she ignored her own danger and fought for a chance to survive. ”

"The secret of Parthenon has now been completely exposed, but this is the end of the Dark Church."

"Dark Church, hurry up and die!"

"All the seven red clothes are here, it's really good, all of them will go to hell for me!"

“······”

From the beginning of the war to the present, hope really swelled in their hearts, and they really saw the light.

With the birth of the Goddess, the threat of the Dark Curia will be completely eliminated.

The world finally has a glimmer of brilliance.

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, and finally, it was going to be over.

Those revenants who were fighting also relaxed at the moment, but their opponents were undead, and the other party would not have any mood swings.

There are also many people who get hurt because of relaxation.

But at the moment, their hearts are full of hope.

Out of despair burst out of a strong hope!

The goddess lived up to expectations, her figure flew up, and the seven holy maidens were exhausted one by one, and collapsed on the ground exhausted.

The goddess is the goddess, who has taken on more difficult responsibilities, but at the moment she still has the strength to preside over the overall situation.

She surrounds her.

Seeing the suffering of the common people, I saw countless soul warriors struggling for survival.

A look of pity appeared on her face.

An ethereal and pleasant voice came out of her mouth.

"Chief Twelve Jinyao is in place!"

With power, nature needs to be given.

The huge power of the twelve regiments appeared in the air, and the twelve chiefs of the Golden Yao Knights appeared instantly, half-kneeling on the ground.

"See the Goddess!"

The goddess nodded.

"Today, Parthenon was attacked by the Dark See, and suffered heavy casualties."

The goddess glanced at the red clothes around her, they were all solemn at the moment, and the battle stopped.

She glanced at the King of Desire, who was closest to her, and there seemed to be a soft smile in her eyes, as if to say: We meet again.

The Night Spirit was solemn and motionless.

Everyone's attention was focused on the goddess, who was about to speak.

But at this moment······

The battle between Wang Ling and Nu Yuan stopped.

His gaze casually looked at the Seven Great Saints who fell to the ground.

And at this moment, among the seven holy maidens who were tired and fell to the ground, the newly appointed chaste saintess met the gaze of Wang Ling.

The next moment, Wang Ling trembled!

This is ······

Swing feathers?!

Wang Ling's gaze was fixed on Swing Yu's body, and he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

Swing feathers······

She is a swing feather······

At this moment, Wang Ling's brain seemed to be down.

A huge amount of information keeps flashing through my mind.

One message after another, seemingly untouchable, flashed by.

What's going on, what's going on?!

Isn't Swingfeather a disciple of the Lord of Desire, Eidolon?

Could it be that she had been lying to herself, in fact, the Holy Maiden of Parthenon?

That's impossible!

Swing Feather is from the same world as himself, and he is the closest person in this world.

There's no way she could lie to herself!

"Could it be that she has always been a member of the Dark Church, but she mixed into the Parthenon and became a saint?"

Her Holy Wing Heavenly Oracle Martial Soul is indeed very suitable for Parthenon, and she is also very Parisn's demeanor.

It is also possible that she was originally the Holy Maiden of Parthenon and ended up sneaking into the Dark Church.

But whatever the possibility, Swing Feather hid himself.

He didn't believe Swing Feather would lie to himself.

This means that this sacrifice is full of loopholes.

Can't see the goddess and the eidolens?

Thinking of this······

Wang Ling's tiger body was shocked.

A ······ The feeling that made him creepy and felt like the whole world was cheating suddenly came to his heart······