In the midst of the milky white light, a world was manifested, and in this world, the ground was sprinkled with gold, pearls, and red agate, and all kinds of trees grew out of the ground, and all kinds of strange flowers and flowers were very beautiful, and the fruit of the trees could be used as food. In the garden there is also the tree of life and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. There is also a river flowing in the garden, moistening the earth.

In that world, above heaven and earth, an infinite kingdom was manifested, and in it, there were countless naked men and women, and behind them grew these holy wings, or two, or four, or six, and they were constantly flying in that kingdom.

And under the earth of that world, there are also countless men and women flying, and this wing also grows behind it, but unlike the men and women in the sky, the wings on his body are as black as ink, with an indescribable power of hatred, resentment, and jealousy.

With the number of wings on the body of this group of people, the strength on their bodies is also different, and the most powerful of them are the fourteen men and women who have grown these twelve wings, and the strength of their bodies is not inferior to that of the quasi-saints, and even among the quasi-saints, they are also among the top scores.

However, the eyes of the returnless man did not fall on the fourteen men and women with twelve wings, but his eyes fell on the strongest being in the center of the world.

I saw that this person was dressed in a delicate linen robe, covered with olive branch patterns, trimmed with gold wire, and twelve pairs of incandescent white wings spread out behind him, and the vast white light bloomed, dazzling and dazzling, beyond the light of the sun and the moon.

His face was like a knife, both compassionate, and harsh, tolerant and bloody, with a strange breath and a haughty demeanor, as if he looked down on all beings.

You can vaguely see that this person is in a place full of bright clouds, pavilions, carved beams and paintings, but it is a strange style, most of them are high spires, and crosses are placed on them, and the majestic chanting sound is heard.

"Praise the Lord, O servants of the Lord, praise the name of the Lord!"

"Blessed be the name of Jehovah now and forever!"

"From the rising of the sun to the setting of the sun, the name of Jehovah shall be praised."

"The LORD is above all peoples, and his glory is higher than the heavens. ”

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In the midst of that chanting, the mighty deity, whose body exuded a power that was not weaker than that of a saint, seemed to sense the watchful eye of the returnless man, and the golden eyes of the god who was sitting on the back chair opened, scanned the void, and finally looked at the returnless man.

With a loud bang, the milky white brilliance bloomed like the sun, and the sharp light was the magic eye of the saint of the Returnless Daoist, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of dazzling eyes, and the Creation Scepter in his hand suddenly waved, and he saw layers of treasure light surrounding, turning into a barrier, blocking the dazzling brilliance.

I saw that the powerful god waved his palm, and a milky white brilliance scattered, turning into a raging holy fire, and attacking the Daoist of No Return, the Daoist of No Return snorted coldly when he saw this, and the Xuanhua Xuan Scepter in his hand waved, and a mysterious power of the Heavenly Dao was like a net, scattered, and went towards the brilliance, and then I heard a bang, and the power of creation and the milky white brilliance collided together, and I heard the bang, and the milky white brilliance instantly turned into powder, dissipated in the air, turned into a white feather, and fell into the hands of the Daoist of no return。

"Is this the Chaos Divine Fire?" Looking at the feathers like flames in his hand, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in the eyes of the returnless Taoist, and he saw that the god snorted coldly, and his body shook, and in the void, the portal depicting countless angels, swans, and elves manifested and was about to come towards the desolate world.

Seeing this, the non-returning Taoist also didn't care about the flame in his hand, and immediately stretched out his hand to point, and saw that on the Xuan Scepter of Creation, a jade jue emitted a dark brilliance, outlined into a sigil, and fell on the gate, and then listened to the rumble, the long river of fate manifested, and fell on the gate, boom, the gate was closed, and all kinds of visions in the void also dissipated.

"Flood the desolate world, the descendants of Pangu?" Seeing that the gate is closed, in the Garden of Eden on that side, behind the Lord, seven pairs of wings are as holy as holy light on one side, and dark as hell on the other, black and white teachings, but they contain immeasurable mystical power, and in a pair of blue divine eyes, they continue to manifest the desolate world beyond the immeasurable void.

Not to mention the manifestation of the Lord in other worlds, but to say that in the desolate world, seeing the battle between the Daoist and the gods outside the realm, the saints of the heavens were shocked, not because the power of the gods outside the realm shocked several saints, but the power of the scepter of creation in the hands of the Daoists without return.

At the beginning, when the saints were trying to seize the Chaos Bell, although the Creation Scepter of the Divine Scepter of No Return had also been sacrificed, but they had never really used its power, although the saints were aware that this was a strange treasure, they did not know its origin, but this time, the battle between the Returning Daoist and the Lord in the air had triggered the fragments of creation contained in it.

The saints of the heavens, with the people who are in harmony with the way of heaven, this thing comes out, how can not recognize the origin of this treasure, the creation of jade, the achievement of the Taoist ancestor Hongjun at the same time, but also the achievement of the prestige, can be called the first spiritual treasure of the heavens, now, in the hands of the Taoist of no return, there is actually a fragment of creation, looking at the power of the creation scepter in his hand can easily lead the long river of fate, I am afraid that it is no less than the chaos spirit treasure.

Such a spiritual treasure, for the saint, the role is self-evident.

Wa Imperial Palace, the dojo of the ancient sage Supreme Nuwa Niangniang, Rui Hao Qianzhong, Yao grass everywhere, ancient trees towering to the sky, waterfalls and flowing springs, rockery lotus ponds, fairy picking flowers, fairy children boiling tea, free and wanton, but it is a fairy wonderland, immortal pure land.

The front of the palace is gorgeous, with colorful gold makeup. The golden boy is on the right to hold the flag, and the jade girl is both holding the wish. The jade hook hangs obliquely, the half-round crescent moon hangs in the air, and the treasure tent is swaying, and ten thousand pairs of colorful luans are fighting. Biluo bedside, all are dancing cranes and soaring, and the agarwood throne creates dragons and flying phoenixes. Fluttering strange colors, golden furnace mist, curling auspicious purple mist, silver candle brilliant.

In the main hall, Nuwa Niangniang's head moth eyebrows, clever smile, starry eyes shining, face red, delicate like a peach blossom in March, is holding the mountains and rivers of the community to enjoy the play, suddenly, eyebrows raised, eyes bright, staring at the void hundreds of millions of miles away, the heart is surprised, and it is cold.

"Chaos Spirit Treasure, Creation Fragments, Returnless Senior Brother, what you have hidden is really deep enough, the original Heaven and Earth Tribulation has fallen into the dust, and you have revealed such a treasure, I am afraid that the minds of several other saints will be alive again, but it is okay, in this way, there is a possibility of my demon clan resurrection." ”