"It's ridiculous!"

The Night Sage calmed down, the Great Sage of the Celestial Race was really fanatical, the Great Sage of the Celestial Race who had been chasing and killing them in the past few days was all a team of three, and since Miller had discovered him at this moment, the other two Great Sages of the Celestial Race must also be nearby, and if he wanted to escape, he was afraid that there would be no chance.

Since he couldn't escape, the Night Saint calmed down, "You don't know how powerful my family's alliance leader is. But your nine generations of Angels of Light should know. The leader of my family alliance killed the three-change demigod Taihao with a single sword, and he can make an appointment with the Oneiroi machine. Among them, although you and the Heavenly Human Race are powerful, aren't you afraid of the revenge of my alliance leader!"

"All glory be to my Lord!"

The other two Celestial and Human Great Sages spoke indifferently, their voices were sacred and cold, and they appeared silently, flapping six pairs of divine wings, and surrounded the Night Saint with Miller.

"The end of the Great Purge is coming. Whether it is the forest wilderness or the Dream God Machine, all the power you rely on will tremble under this apocalypse. This is the will of our Lord, which cannot be changed or denied. ”

"Whoever is of the Lord will return to the Lord!"

The icy and frenzied voice sounded, and the three Great Sages of the Celestial Race, including Miller, roared like fanatical believers at this moment.

The Night Saint's face changed, and he felt that these great saints of the Heavenly Human Race were simply unreasonable, they were all characters who could achieve the position of the great saint, and it was unbelievable that they could still have such fanatical beliefs.

"The Celestial Race, sure enough, is the most unreasonable race in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds!"

The Night Saint let out a low roar, a little desperate. The belief of the celestial race is famous in the heavens and all worlds, and this legendary race that serves the god lord of light and the god of darkness really seems to have incredible power, which can ignore the disadvantages of faith, not only can achieve the position of the great sage, but even have nine generations of holy light angels who have the existence of the three great sages.

And it's just that. It was the nine generations of Holy Light Angels who were also fanatical believers.

"You think that Lin Huang can save you! You are wrong, your faith has collapsed, your soul has been lost, all living beings are the lambs of our lord, we are shepherds, only faith can save you, etc. Heretic, confess your sins in this light!"

Miller spoke coldly, his handsome face full of sacredness. A holy light fell from his hand, turning into a sword of judgment, judging the souls of all beings, obviously killing, but there was a compassionate smile on his face.

Boom Boom!

Three holy lights rose in a row, and the Night Saint laughed miserably, and under the hands of the three Heavenly and Human Race Great Sages, it was able to block for a moment, and it was completely destroyed by the brilliant divine light.

"Alliance leader. Will definitely come to avenge me!"

The Night Saint shouted, and his voice stopped abruptly. The three great sages of the celestial race looked indifferently and did not care, after killing the night saints. Miller rolled his gaze and said, "You wait and go after the others." I'm going to see the Nine Generations of Holy Light!"

Six pairs of white and sacred wings flapped, and Miller's body instantly became like light and disappeared on the spot. Come to the very center of the Sun God Mountain, which is surrounded by light, immeasurable light. In the midst of the endless heat, a statue of the Great Sage of the Celestial Race with ten pairs of divine wings sat cross-legged in the light, like a god rising from the sun, making people dare not look directly.

"Praise the Light. ”

Miller reverently knelt on the ground and whispered a few words of prayer to the Celestial Sage who was sitting in the light, before he slowly stood up, stood with his hands tied, and said, "Nine generations of holy light." One man struck one today, and he was a man of the Wasteland. Maybe it will lead to the forest famine. Please also ask the nine generations of holy light to prepare early. ”

"Forest famine. ”

The nine generations of holy light angels slowly opened their eyes, and there were ten pairs of great sun ups and downs in their eyes, one after another, just a glance, but it was like a big sun, with immeasurable light, endlessly sown, making it impossible to look directly.

"It doesn't matter. All things are in the calculation of our Lord. The final battle is about to begin, and our Lord can surely be the only relief from the end times. All glory to my Lord. ”

The Nine Generations of Holy Light Angels spoke slowly.

"Praise be to my Lord. ”

Miller praised and hesitated, "What should I do with those rebellions on the other side of the darkness!"

"It's not your business. Darkness is light, and light is darkness. ”

The ninth generation of the Holy Light Angel spoke coldly, waved Miller away, and then lowered his head and groaned, looking at the light in his palm, "Are you going to start? Light will surely defeat darkness. Darkness will not be light!"

"The final battlefield, before the end of the world, is all about to end. Oneiroi Machine, Great Zen, Original Battle, Forest Wilderness...... In the end, you will only be my lord's food!"

The Nine Generations of Holy Light Angels suddenly stood up, "Perhaps, I should go and kill Lin Huang now." Surely my lord will be pleased. The final master of the future should not be a variable. Fate, long overdue!"

Thinking of this, the thoughts of the nine generations of Holy Light Angels suddenly swept through the entire Sun God Mountain, "Set up the battle flag, spread light, let this void hear our voice, and let the forest desolate hear our voice." ”

"As you wish!"

The great sages of the Celestial Race on the Sun God Mountain all roared feverishly.

"Hang the head of the saint of the night on the sacred mountain. Lin Huang, do you dare to come?!"

The last thoughts of the nine generations of Holy Light Angels came out, and their eyes were closed in the endless light. The vast sound, the battle song of the Celestial Race resounded throughout the void, following the will of the nine generations of Holy Light Angels, spreading thousands of miles of nothingness.

In the void, the mountains of avenues that rise and fall one after another, seeing the sun god mountain that is like a broken bamboo, swaggering, many great sages on it are sinking in their hearts, and the power and fanaticism of the celestial and human races really make the heavens and all worlds feel cold.

The Celestial Race, the first realm of the Ten Thousand Worlds, is like a dream god machine, suppressing the heavens for 100,000 years, and no one can shake the status of the Celestial Race.

"Lao Tzu knows. This Sun and Moon Erdao must have been contracted by the bastards of the Celestial Race! I will grass the eight generations of the ancestors of the Celestial Race, the battlefield of all races, the battle of the Great Dao, and your uncle's should fight!"

The Eight Great Saints let out a long roar of grief and indignation, and saw more than a dozen Heavenly and Human Race Great Saints, wrapped in endless light, rushing towards him, and took a deep look at the nine generations of Holy Light Angels with closed eyes in the center of the Sun God Mountain, turned around and jumped off the Sun God Mountain.

"My life, it's so bitter!"

The Eight Great Saints roared angrily, if he was alone, how could he be afraid of the nine generations of Holy Light Angels. But the Celestial Race has not had a tradition of going it alone since ancient times.

Single-handedly, they are also on the same page, and when they are beaten in groups, they will be more people together. It's shameless!

The Eight Great Saints thought sadly and indignantly, only hoping that they would jump off the sun this time, and not turn their heads and fall on the Moon Divine Mountain again, otherwise they would see these damn celestial races again.

"Don't go to Shuishan, don't go to Leishan, don't go to Tianshan, don't go to Dishan. I'll go to your uncle, where else can I go!"

The Eight Great Saints were extremely sad and indignant, and when they saw the Sun God Mountain for the last time, it was just a human head hanging high above the battle banner of the Heavenly Human Race, and the vast thoughts spread out, "Lin Huang, do you dare to come?!"

Hearing the loud roar of the Celestial Race, the Eight Great Saints couldn't help but stretch out their hands, wanting to grab the Sun God Mountain and not fall again, "There's a good show to watch." It's a pity that I can't see it!"

Boom Boom!

The momentum of the Celestial Race, the strength of the Celestial Race, was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, but in a few days, all the peaks that met with the Sun God Mountain all knew the news, and the Celestial Race and the forest wilderness faced each other.

"I'd rather provoke the gods, don't recruit the heavens! This forest wilderness, how did he get into trouble with those madmen of the celestial race?"

Someone spoke, sighed, and shook his head, obviously very familiar with the style of the Celestial Race, and was not optimistic about Lin Huang.

"Interesting. The celestial race is facing the forest wilderness, hum, this is arrogant against domineering, domineering against domineering, see who is more domineering! I'm afraid this forest wilderness is in trouble. I heard that the one sitting on the Sun God Mountain is the ninth generation of the Holy Light Angel of the Celestial Race, the legendary butcher. Now that I am afraid that my cultivation has already reached the peak of the Three Transformations Great Sage, and with the help of the Heavenly and Human Race Great Sage who is not afraid of death, Lin Huang wants to win, I am afraid that it will be difficult. ”

"Not necessarily. Lin Huang's son should not be underestimated, and the character who can make an appointment with the Dream God Machine should have some ability. And if you can't beat it, can't you hide from the forest wilderness? The celestial race is making such a fuss, as long as the forest wilderness is not stupid, it will naturally not go. ”

Someone shook their heads and questioned.

"Impossible. The Celestial Race killed the Night Saint of the Desert Alliance, and hung the head of the Night Saint on the battle flag. Lin Huang is the leader of the Desolate Alliance, so he doesn't know, but if he knows, he will definitely go to find the Heavenly Human Race, and he has done one. Otherwise, what face does he have to be the master of this desolate alliance. ”

"yes. The Celestials have done too hard. Lin Huang is now difficult to ride a tiger, and I am afraid that I know that I will die, so I can't help it. Otherwise, what kind of Tao will he cultivate, what kind of Fa will he practice!"

"It's a pity. It's supposed to be a big battle, but unfortunately we didn't have a chance to see each other. ”

In the void, it seems that because of the actions of the Celestial Race, the battles on the various mountain peaks have subsided a lot in the past few days, and many people want to know what the result of Lin Huang will have against the Heavenly Terran.

The actions of the Celestial Race set off turbulent waves in the void, and many people were quietly waiting for the news to come, whether it was Lin Huang or the Celestial Race winning, after all, it was a strong duel, and there could be one less big enemy.

But a day has passed, two days have passed, and half a month has passed, but there has been no news of the forest famine, only the more unbridled roaring sound of the Sun God Mountain.

"Lin Huang!

The voice shook the void, which was shocking, and the strength of the celestial race once again shocked the saints, and Lin Huang, someone shook his head and sighed, "Look up to him." He didn't dare to go. It's a pity, this forest wasteland is not worthy of the name, and I have been looking forward to it for so long!"

"Hmph! I really didn't dare to come. This forest is barren, and there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

Miller sneered disdainfully, if it weren't for the fact that the ninth generation of Holy Light Angels hadn't spoken, he would have wanted to order the end of this demonstration. Forest famine, that's all. (To be continued......)