Chapter 522 The Angel Clan

"it is finally over!"

YangMeng leaned against Xiao Hei's soft fur, patted his sleeve lightly, and laughed: "It seems that the cow has also begun to transform!"

"call out!"

Just after YangMeng's words fell to the ground, above the empty starry sky, a bright yellow brilliance suddenly shot down, and the brilliance directly enveloped Niu Er in the dense mist.

This is an incomparably miraculous force that directly destroyed the magic circle that YangMeng arranged around Niu Er's body, and then transformed into streams of extremely rich spiritual energy, which poured into the bundles of parcels Live in the golden brilliance of Niu Er.

After about an hour, the golden brilliance dissipated, and an old cow that looked like an ordinary green bull suddenly appeared in front of the two of them with steady steps.

The green cow slowly approached, walked towards Yang Meng and bowed, saying: "Niu Er pays homage to the master!"

YangMeng laughed, and said: "Okay! You're a bully, you're doing well, you didn't waste this young master's Rank [-] Golden Pill!"

Even though Niu Er's cultivation has far surpassed YangMeng's and reached the Mahayana stage, he still did not dare to rebel in the slightest, because a part of his soul core was in YangMeng's hands, and YangMeng wanted him to live. Just live, if YangMeng wants him to die, he will die.

In addition, crossing the catastrophe this time is really dangerous, if it wasn't for YangMeng, Niu Er would have died under the catastrophe long ago.

"Okay, Niu Er!" YangMeng touched the big horn on Niu Er's head, indicating that the huge Xiao Hei had turned into the size of a palm again, and then turned over and rode on the back of Qing Niu, saying: "Niu Er, I wonder if you are familiar with this empty space?"

Clouds formed under Niu Er's feet, and he walked towards the sky. At the same time, he said: "So that the master will know that Niu Er has been wandering in this empty space for thousands of years. If he hadn't met the master this time, I'm afraid Niu Er doesn't know that there are practitioners in this space!"

"Oh? According to what you said, there are other life forms in this space?" YangMeng put Xiao Hei between Niu Er's two horns, and said.

Niu Er said with a smile: "Master was joking. Although this space is an extraterritorial space, its life form is not much different from that of the cultivation world. It's just that most of the practitioners in it are practicing the power of natal demons, and their population base It's huge, almost comparable to humans in the Protoss territory!"

"How big is this space?" YangMeng said in surprise.

"Big? It's not just big!" Niu Er shook his head and continued: "Master, the population base I mentioned just now is just what I have seen in the past thousand years. Apart from what I have seen , The extraterritorial space still has a very large area. Therefore, I can only say that this extraterritorial space is a place for living and practicing for the extraterritorial demons created by the Daoshan. The space inside it is boundless, it should be It's almost the same as the Pangu world!"

Although YangMeng had heard about the extraterritorial space when he was in the past, but because he had never entered it, he actually didn't know what the extraterritorial space was like.

Hearing what Niu Er said this time, YangMeng's heart turned cold, this Nima is simply another Three Realms and Six Paths, how can he go back to the realm of cultivation.

Holding the last sliver of hope, YangMeng said to Niu Er: "Niu Er, is there a way to return to the world of cultivating civilization, or go directly to the earth or fairy world?"

Niu Er was slightly stunned, and said: "Master, I haven't thought about this! But more than a thousand years ago, I was driven into a strange altar by the gang of angels. Father. When I wake up again, I have already come to the void space. If this method is feasible, then there should be an altar in the void space that is connected with the angel family!"

"Heavenly Father?" YangMeng rubbed his chin with some doubts on his face.

"Master, would you like to take a look at the place where the angels sent me here, maybe you will find something?" Niu Er suddenly stopped in mid-air and said.

YangMeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Let's go!"

……

The world of comprehension, the territory of the gods.

On the edge of the Great Formation of Cultivation Realm, there is an endless mountain range. This mountain range, which is thousands of miles long, is completely white. The snow has completely covered the entire place, and the air is so cold.

Covered with white snow, above Wanrenxue Peak, suddenly a blood-red light and shadow flashed and disappeared, directly casting towards the snow-white mountain range below.

Below, at the bottom of the endless mountain range, there is a luxurious palace shining with holy light.

The palace is completely a Western-style building, with a dome and a piece of sword statues, which are directly wedged into the dome. The tall and thick columns support the walls with perfect mechanical laws. The jade floor is smooth and can be reflected in the heart. Angel statues with two wings, four wings or even six wings stand in front of the palace, making the palace full of mystery.

"call out!"

The blood-red light and shadow didn't care about those statues at all, but flew directly towards the innermost part of the hall.

In the middle of the main hall, there is unparalleled luxury, mithril crystal chandeliers, purple gold and jade walls, translucent light blue crystals are spread on the ground, and mysterious runes are spread all over the crystal floor. The scene seen by the ruins is so similar.

However, different from the relics of the protoss in the secular world, the vast hall is already covered with tall golden gods. The gods are about two feet wide and about ten feet high. Human, but it gives people the feeling that they are majestic and breathless.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty...it's not good, the big thing is not good!"

The blood-red shadow was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. It was like a ray of dawn piercing the sky, carrying an endless aura of anxiety.

"Buzz!"

An unscrupulous coercion descended on this huge palace in an instant.

A total of nineteen seats in the palace instantly appeared tall and straight. These figures were all typical Western faces, with blond hair and blue eyes, deep-set eye sockets, high cheekbones, and fair skin.

What is particularly noticeable is that on the golden throne in the middle of the hall, which is much higher than the other seats, there is an extra person who is about ten feet tall, with a holy circle of light floating behind his head, A handsome young man with six pairs of wings growing from his back.

"Sith, why are you so panicked?" The twelve-winged young man's golden eyes shone with holy light, his lips parted slightly, and his clear voice echoed in the hall.

The blood-colored figure finally appeared, it was a short person whose whole body was covered in a scarlet robe.

After hearing the words of the twelve-winged young man, the scarlet-robed man named Sith flicked his wrist, and as the holy light flashed, a dull blood-red wing appeared on the palm of his hand. The place where the blood-red wing was broken , there is still a faint remnant of pure holy power.

The young man glanced down at the blood-red wings, his golden pupils shrank suddenly, and said, "Whose wings are these?"

Sith replied respectfully: "Sing out to my lord, this thing is the wings that have been placed high on the cross of the 'Scarlet Cathedral'!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the holy flames surged into the sky, and the infinite brilliance flickered, Jehovah's face became extremely ferocious, and an incomparably surging aura, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, permeated the entire hall, and even directly overflowed the hall, affecting the ten thousand zhang mountain peak .

On the snow-capped mountains thousands of miles away, the sound of avalanches continued, and billowing white snow rolled down the mountains, forming a big avalanche!
"You said it was the wings placed on the cross of the 'Scarlet Cathedral'?" Yahweh stared at Sith, and said every word.

Sith and the tall figures on the surrounding seats have all been pressed to the ground by this terrifying aura, and the fierce aura still makes people dare not breathe out.

Hearing Yahweh's question, Sith silently circulated the strange blood-colored holy power in his body to resist the pressure. After a long while, he said with difficulty: "Return, report back to Your Majesty, this wing was indeed placed on the 'Blood-colored Great'. in the church' cross!"

"Oh!"

Yahweh was extremely furious, his eyes flashed sharply, and the whole body of the blood-cloaked man named Sith turned into blood foam in an instant, and then a fierce wind blew, and the blood foam floating in the hall was severely The wind blew out of the hall and scattered in the snow.

"Hey~~~"

All the people who were crushed to the ground trembled subconsciously. They had never seen Yahweh fire such a big fire, killing people at every turn.

That Sith was the red-robed high priest of the 'Scarlet Cathedral', and his cultivation had reached the early stage of Kongming, but he was killed by just blinking his eyes like this. This is how profound the Lord's cultivation is.

"All of you, retreat to me!"

After a few seconds of silence in the hall, Yahweh suddenly withdrew his momentum and said to the people around him.

"Yes, my lord!"

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, thinking: "Mother, I finally escaped a catastrophe!"

"Shh!"

He was in a hurry when he came, and he was even more hasty when he left, as if something unlucky would happen if he stayed in this hall.

Looking at the empty hall, Yahweh's face was extremely ashen. He made a move with one hand, and the broken wing that fell to the ground because of Sith's death just now seemed to be lifted by a force. , and floated up to Yahweh.

"Doug, I didn't expect you to be the first to die! It seems that when you were born, I shouldn't let Lucifer bring you up!"

Looking at the wings in his hands, the meaning of Jehovah's words makes people feel a little inexplicable.

Among the five clans of Shenmai, isn't your angel clan a deadly enemy with the blood clan?Why does it look like that now, but it is not the case at all?
And judging from this sentence, Jehovah, the patriarch of the angel clan, has a very close relationship with Lucifer, the patriarch of the blood clan!
(End of this chapter)

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