Beiyin Great Sage

  God of light?

Gift?

  Wu Qian was stunned.

   "Mo Chang?"

  Legendary mage Lucia has blue eyes and blond hair, three-dimensional facial features, and an exotic figure and appearance. Although she is over a hundred years old, she still looks like a young woman in her thirties.

  Hearing this, he frowned and said crisply:

   "You think it through."

"It's ok."

  Mo Shang waved his hand:

   "Since I brought people here, it means that Wu Qian can be trusted."

   As he spoke, he blinked at Wu Qian, with an old urchin on his face.

   "Uncle Master."

  Wu Qian took a deep breath and asked:

"What exactly is going on?"

  The men in the arena are handsome, whether they are placed in the Dalin Dynasty or Fei Mu's world, they can capture the hearts of many women just by their looks.

   But just relying on this point, it is far from being able to make a few silver powerhouses pay so much attention to it.

   "It's a long story."

  Baique interface, said:

   "Decades ago, there was a turmoil in Fei Mu's world. The gods in the domain of the gods had differences, which led to a war of gods."

"good."

   Lucia nodded and said:

   "Since the God of Creation was disintegrated by the ancient giants, Fei Mu's world has experienced two battles of gods, and finally formed a **** domain dominated by the God of Light."

   "And the previous two battles of gods were far less tragic than this one."

  Her voice was slow, her eyes were complicated, and her expression was even more faintly filled with endless sadness, as if she was feeling sorry for the fall of the gods.

   As a Templar legend.

  Lucia knew far better than anyone else what God's War meant.

  Wu Qian was thoughtful, and subconsciously glanced at the man not far away. The man looked disdainful, which seemed to be commonplace.

"result."

   "The God of Light lost to the Lord of Darkness and was devoured by it. The gods fell, the realm of the gods was shrouded in darkness, and Fei Mu's world accelerated to descend to the Ruin Realm."

   Lucia changed the subject and said:

   "However, before his defeat, the Lord God of Light already knew his end, so he descended a clone through the temple."

"Oh!"

  Wu Qian raised her eyebrows.

   "This matter is a secret of the Holy Church." Lucia's face was serious, and she looked directly at Wu Qian:

   "It is also related to the continuation of the various ethnic groups in Hongzeyu. The matter is of great importance. Let me tell you now, and it must not be passed on to others."

   "This junior understands." Wu Qian nodded heavily.

  The fact that she can come here means that she has passed the test of rebellion, is recognized by all the silver powerhouses, and also knows the seriousness of the matter.

   "The avatar of the Lord of Light didn't stay in the Ruins Realm for long, leaving behind two things, and then quietly dispersed." Lucia continued:

   "One of them is his blood."

   "Blood?" Wu Qian turned her head and looked at the man beside her, with an incredulous expression on her face:

"he?"

   "Not bad." Lucia nodded:

   "You may call him the Messiah."

  "Messiah?" Wu Qian showed disdain:

   "He deserves it too!"

  In the legends of the Feimu world, the name Messiah usually means the future main god, whose divine splendor will cover the sky, the earth, the sea, and all realms.

  The man in front of him is nothing but good-looking!

   "I am unworthy."

  The man sneered:

   "And I don't want to be a messiah either!"

   "I think you live a very chic life every day." Gui She sneered:

   "Delicious food and drink are offered, and there are different women to play with you every day. The emperor's life is nothing more than this."

   "Hey..." Messiah grinned:

   "You think I will?"

   He gritted his teeth, kicked the stone bench next to him, and said angrily:

   "Whoever wants to be the Messiah will do it. I don't want to, so I am willing to be an ordinary person, an obedient citizen of God's Domain!"

"woman…"

  He glanced around and said:

   "Don't think I don't know, you put drugs in my food, so that I can't lose women, don't you just want me to keep blood?"

"I bother!"

   "I **** have a...condom..."

  The man looked mad and yelled loudly in the arena. The faces of the others were ashen, but no one said anything to explain.

   face.

  There is only helplessness.

   Savior?

   How ridiculous that this kind of person wants to be their savior?

   But somehow.

he is the one!

   "Messiah." Elder Zhao said slowly:

   "Whether you like it or not, you were born with the mission of saving the common people. God loves the world, and only through this can you activate the blood in your body."

  "You have been taught by the church since you were a child, be kind to others, and have a bright heart. You must not give up on yourself."

"I bother!"

   Messiah spit wildly:

   "You are full of great truths, have you ever asked me if I have said that I want to save the common people? I just want to be an ordinary person!"

   There was silence in the field.

   "Uncle Master." Wu Qian blinked her beautiful eyes, looked at the white bird beside her, and said in a low voice:

"what happened?"

   "In order to prevent the leak of the news, the church has never told the Messiah his true identity, but only cultivated it as an ordinary saint." The white sparrow said in a low voice:

   "Before, there was nothing abnormal about him, and he was also devout to the light."

"but…"

   "When God's Domain came, he chose to defect immediately, but he didn't know that his blood was destined to be incompatible with darkness."

   As he spoke, he shook his head slightly.

  Different from others, White Sparrow has no ill feeling towards Messiah, but treats him as a naughty child who refuses to recognize reality.

   Just as he said.

everything.

  None of his own choices.

but.

  Anyone who can control his own destiny is just struggling in it. Only by facing up to the ups and downs can he be the real strong.

"What should we do now?"

  Ghost House said in a cold voice:

   "The mud can't support the wall. I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to die because of this kind of thing."

   "God loves the world." Mo Shang said:

  "The radiance of the God of Light shines in all directions. To activate the divine blood in his body, the Messiah must have the courage to sacrifice for others."

   "..."

  Wu Qian glanced at the red-eyed Messiah, and shook her head speechlessly.

   Sacrifice for others?

   Dreaming!

   "If you can't activate the divine blood, you won't be able to use the Holy Judgment, and we... have no hope of competing against the domain of the gods." Lucia said:

   "Maybe, try again."

   "How to try?" Ghost House rolled his eyes:

   "Your holy church has specially set up so many tests for him. You should be very clear about his temperament. He never thought of defending others when he was in danger. Every time he ran away like a fool, some people are like that."

   "If you want me to say, let him have a child. If you have a few more children, the next generation may have a suitable candidate."

   "The son of God who cannot activate the blood of God, it is almost impossible for the descendants to have the blood of God." Lucia shook her head, rejecting this proposal:

   "Still working hard."

   "..."

   "Everyone."

   Seeing several people express their opinions, Mo Shang couldn't help but say:

   "The top priority is whether to leave here first. The sons and angels of God's Domain are approaching step by step. It is impossible for us to hide all the time without being discovered."

"Um."

  Ghost House nodded:

   "This is the truth, but the outside inspection is very strict, and it is not easy to leave, especially when there are some burdens."

   "Actually, it's easy to handle." Lucia said:

   "The few of us lured away the masters, created opportunities for the Messiah, and stayed at the edge of Hongzeyu, everything will be easy to talk about."

   "There is also the military." Elder Zhao said at the right time:

   "They seem to have other ideas?"

   "Can you have any ideas?" Gui She said:

   "Can they think of a way to deal with God's Domain?"

   "Well..." Elder Zhao lightly stroked his beard, thoughtful on his face:

   "Based on my understanding of Orff, the chief elder of the military council, he will not be aimless, and maybe there is really some means."

   Everyone discussed in low voices, and finally discussed a feasible strategy.

  Several Baiyin dispatched in turn, while ensuring their own safety, led away the angels and sons of gods outside, and let Wu Qian take the opportunity to leave with Messiah and others.

  Dangerous nature also has.

   Even big.

   But if you continue to stay, it will be a matter of time before someone finds you, so you might as well give it a go.

   As for the messianic opinion...

  Naturally ignore it.

   "One more thing."

  Finally, Lucia spoke:

   "The Holy Church once summoned experts to come to the rescue, but they never expected so many angels and sons of God to come here. They may be..."

   "I can't control that much anymore." Guishe shook his head:

   "Let's take one step at a time!"

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  Standing on the top of a tree, Zhou Jia's ears quivered slightly, and his brows frowned slightly.

   "What are you listening to?"

   A piece of Solo squatting was tied in the net for so long, and he was used to it by now, so he lay down on his body and looked curiously:

   "The active technique is here, can you still hear it?"

  The most basic function of the source technique array is to isolate others from prying eyes. Together with the array, even the gust of wind can be isolated.

   Logically speaking.

  Without the wind, the listening trait is useless.

   Actually.

  The trait of listening to the wind is more like the rumored "wind ear", as long as the air circulation is not completely isolated, you can hear the movement.

  A formation can be weakened, but it cannot be completely isolated.

  Like other traits.

   Listen to the wind.

   To a certain extent, it is equally powerful and unreasonable.

   "Say it."

   Solo touched his chin and said:

   "If you want the manufacturing method of the phylactery, I can also get it for you."

"Oh!"

  Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly:

   "I forgot, the sanctuary belongs to the domain of the gods, and the method of making the phylactery is also available in your domain of the gods."

   "Of course." Solo said with pride:

   "It has to be said that although mortals are limited by their own talents and have limited achievements, some whimsical ideas can often inspire gods."

   "We can't use the phylactery, but there are ways to make it."

   Seeing Zhou Jia looking sideways, he immediately said:

   "As long as you let me go and swear allegiance to the Lord of Darkness, with your current cultivation, it's easy to make a phylactery."

"Ah…"

   Zhou Jia smiled and said nothing.

   "Otherwise." Solo's throat rolled, and he said:

   "You let me go, I'll help you get it, don't worry, I can swear not to leak anything about you, how about it?"

   Zhou Jia thought for a while, and made a move.

   "Wow..."

  The silk net on Solo's body rose into the air, and was held in Zhou Jia's palm.

   "You promised!"

  Solo was overjoyed and jumped up from the ground:

"Wise choice."

"Walk."

  Zhou Jia's voice is cold:

   "Go ahead and have a look, there are your acquaintances."

"Um?"

  Solo's expression froze. Seeing that Zhou Jia's face was as calm as ever, he couldn't help but sighed, lowered his head and walked forward.

  ...

   ruins.

   This place used to be a city.

   Now.

   is in ruins.

  A strong dead air pervades all directions, and various screams come and go.

  In the huge city, there is only one intact building, standing quietly in the middle of the ruins, resplendent and resplendent, it is a temple.

   "Solo!"

  A hearty voice sounded:

   "Rare guest, you are actually willing to come out of that underground cave."

   "Aga." Solo looked gloomy, and nodded towards the person who came:

   "You're here too."

   "Yes." Aga has a handsome appearance and a strong figure. The whole person is like a Greek sculpture, and the clothes that are shining with spiritual light are obviously not ordinary.

  He put his arm around a blond woman, and kissed her hard:

   "Isis, your admirer is here, why don't you take the initiative to say a word?"

  The woman is tall and graceful, with a delicate and three-dimensional face, dressed in tulle, like a seductive and fallen goddess.

  Daughter of Eros—Isis.

   "Solo."

   Nodding towards Solo, Isis flashed a look of disgust in her eyes, and said casually:

   "Why are you free, just sit down."

   "I created a new weapon, and took the opportunity to strengthen my body with the blood of the gods. Now it has stabilized." Solo secretly glanced at Isis, lowered his head subconsciously, and said in a low voice:

   "So get out and walk."

  Isis is the goddess in the hearts of many gods, and he is no exception.

  However, unlike other handsome and burly sons of God, Solo looks like an underdeveloped dwarf, and his appearance is also extremely ugly.

  In front of the other party, I always feel humble from the bottom of my heart.

"yes?"

  Isis's eyes moved slightly, and she suppressed the discomfort in her heart and looked at Solo carefully. Finally, a smile appeared on her face:

"good."

  Her beautiful eyes flickered, and her smile became more and more real.

  The Solo people are not very good, but the God of Craftsman has fallen. There are very few descendants of this god, and those who can inherit the position of God are even rarer.

   Solo…

   Not necessarily impossible.

  Thinking of this, Isis stood up and filled him with wine:

   "This is a wine sent by the Bello royal family. It has a special taste, you have a taste."

"what!"

  The beauty approached, Titian smelled fragrant, and the undulating figure under the tulle made people think about it, and Solo panicked for a while.

   "Solo."

  On the opposite side, a big man sat upright, then raised his head and said curiously:

   "What kind of weapon you have built, might as well show it to us."

"Yeah yeah!"

  In the main hall, all the sons of gods and warriors of God's Domain echoed.

   Isis on the side was even more curious.

  Solo scratched his head, smiled mischievously, subconsciously glanced at Zhou Jia who was following silently behind him, and took out the Thunderbolt Spear.

  In order to show off in front of the goddess in his heart, he even inspired the power of the silver gun.

   The moment you take it out.

  Surging spiritual light undulates in the hall.

   "Wow..."

   All the sons of gods and warriors of God's Domain all looked strange.

  Even Aga, Isis and other **** sons sitting on the top couldn't help showing solemn expressions.

   "Come on!"

  Aga slapped the seat excitedly:

   "Make room for Solo, serve the food quickly."

   "Here!"

   Someone should be, turned around and lifted out a large steamer. When the lid of the steamer was lifted, there was a steamed baby corpse inside.

  Solo's face turned pale, and the hair on his back suddenly stood on end. He couldn't help swallowing the saliva in his throat, and forced a smile:

   "You also know that I am vegetarian."