"Penglai Xiandao ......"

Jiang Ge looked at the mirror image in front of him and showed a stunned expression.

In this way, what Qi Jian opened was the Fourth Heavenly Gate, the Wall of Flesh and Blood.

With the bloody sword immortal as the key, it runs through the flesh and blood, leading Penglai Immortal Island to appear in the world.

And the huge wound that was torn open by the bloody sword, and the flesh was on top of it.

Countless Yellow Turban wrestlers, at this moment, seem to be inspired at the same time.

The huge body trembled, and the ruthless eyes opened like mountains and mountains rising from the ground.

At this time, the wall of light formed by a group of holy knights had already advanced back in front of Jiang Ge and the others.

"Hahaha! Just in time! Qi Jian laughed and retreated, the bloody sword being inserted into the void, supporting the door.

The Taiping Daoist stepped forward, smiling, bowing forward, and shouting.

"Please punish the devil!"

At the front of the door that is opened, there is a yellow turban wrestler engraved with "One" in front of him.

Nearly twenty meters tall, one step, easily crossed several low mountains, stepped out of the gate of heaven in an instant, and threw a punch towards the wall of light!

This punch is like a heavenly river pouring down, setting off turbulent waves!

The space trembled, and the huge body of the Yellow Turban Lux collided with the wall of light, making a deafening sound.

Boom –

The brick-paved ground exploded and shattered.

Under this punch, the wall of light gave birth to countless cracks and was resisted.

This time, however, the Glorious Pope, who was standing on a high platform in the distance, was no longer indifferent, and with compassion in his eyes, he whispered to the ten Bishops of the Obscure Light beside him.

"The Imperial, the 'saint', never seems to know the meaning of the 'Glorious War', which is a war of races, a war of survival, a war of our lord's orthodoxy......"

"Go, children, these people know that we, the Glorious People, have never been weak to be bullied......"

"Yes! Your Majesty! ”

The ten Bishops of the Gloom saluted the Pope of Radiance, then jumped off the platform and joined the ten thousand holy knights, turning into a little "dark color" in the light.

"In the darkness, but yearning for the light......"

A prayer that symbolizes the divine art of radiance, since it is soaked in the essence, it is sung among all people.

"We live in darkness......"

The integration of the ten Bishops of Obscure Light instantly changed the tide of the battle.

The "Lightless Realm", which is almost the same as the "lightless phenomenon" caused by the corpse of the "Ancient Sun", opens like a huge curtain.

The color of the light is like the tide of the sea, spreading all the Holy Knights.

In the darkness, yearning for the light, but always ...... Ask for it, but you can't get it.

The brilliance is too sublime, too high, and nothing beyond the reach of an extraordinary man.

It is not possible to ask for it, and like the "Radiant People" race, it does not matter whether it exists or not.

Struggling in despair, witnessing eternal despair in the search for hope – this is the "dark light".

A glow with darkness as a background.

It's light, but it can't illuminate anything, even the tiniest things.

The originally holy wall of light turned into a lightless color like falling into the abyss.

Under the command of ten Bishops of Obscure, the Holy Knights gathered their giant shields.

Put on the ominous gun with a pitch-black glow on your back and head towards the Yellow Turban Warrior.

At this time, in Penglai Immortal Island, the awakened army of Yellow Turban Lux also stood up one by one, stepped out of the door, and confronted it.

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In that instant, the waves of black and yellow attacked each other.

The sound of collision, the sound of explosion, echoed in my ears.

However, Jiang Ge's attention only stayed on this battle situation for a while, and then moved to Penglai Immortal Island behind the gate.

In his perception, the most vast thing on this Penglai Immortal Island is not these Yellow Turban wrestlers who exude an inhuman and powerful aura on their bodies, but the one located in the middle of the Immortal Island-

Jiang Ge's gaze followed the spiritual sense towards the center of Penglai Immortal Island.

On a hill with beautiful mountains and clear waters, but unremarkable and unremarkable, stands a small dilapidated Taoist temple.

In front of the dilapidated door, on the plaque that has been stripped of paint, the simple handwriting is engraved on it, "Taiping Temple".

A sound like waking up from a big dream, soaked in the vicissitudes of time, came out of the Taoist temple, echoed between heaven and earth, and shook people's minds.

"Already...... Is it this time? ”

Jiang Ge's heart was shaken, and his gaze crossed the gate of the Taoist temple, crossed the atrium, and entered the temple.

At the top of the Taoist temple, a piece of incense eucalyptus, half a residual incense is inserted in the dilapidated incense burner.

A yellowed scroll hangs high and stretches, depicting a god of endless majesty in imperial robes with boundless charm.

Almost just by a glance from the scroll, Jiang Ge's heart gave birth to enlightenment.

What is depicted on this scroll is the personification of the "Emperor Taiyi"!

And in front of that scroll, two or three futons were placed.

A Taoist man dressed in a yellow Taoist robe and covered with dust sat on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and raised his head, revealing a somewhat old, but extremely handsome face that could be seen when he was young.

The dust of the years shook off his body, and a Dao sword with an orange and yellow body and an image of the five elements of gossip engraved on the gauntlet was pulled out of his waist by him, and the sword pointed to the sky, and a sword was swung down.

The whole sky seemed to be split in two, a hideous rift being torn open.

Then the sky of the illusory world, along the crack, eroded into the present world, as if changing the heavens and the earth, and the clouds and mist were ethereal.

"Penglai Immortal Island" and the people of Naidao have come to this world!

In the present world.

Standing on the high platform, looking down at the glorious Pope below, he sighed softly to the sky, "My God, if you are truly merciful and wish to become the Father of Heaven on high above, why ...... Why don't you give up your hope with me? ”

He took one last look at the high gate that had opened on the Wall of Flesh, and without looking back, he turned and walked towards the ruins of the original "Holy City Temple", where there was an entrance to the place where the "Sun Wreckage" of the illusory world was located, which was opened and closed with the destruction of the temple.

"Holy Maiden, what you say can ignite the 'fire of moth transformation', but is it true?"

The Radiant Pope walked past the Holy Maiden Yin Sabeth and asked softly.

"Of course," Yin Sabeth smiled, "everything should be as you wish, this is also the hope of the old mother, if the glorious people are destroyed, the sound of "resistance" in this world will also be reduced by half, this is not what she wants to see." ”

As she spoke, she took a step behind the Radiant Pope and walked over to his side.

With the scepter in the hands of the Radiant Pope, it struck the ground.

Covering the ground, a huge slab of "Radiant Crystal" engraved with the twisted sun crest turned into dust and scattered silently.

A pitch-black hole with an ominous aura appeared in front of the two of them.

Then, the two of them walked into the darkness together.

nowhere to be seen.