Watch Out! Danger Ahead

The anxious Number One noticed the abnormality in the ground for the first time, and at the moment when the roots of the ‘giant tree’ were squirming, they found the disappeared Hayas and the six others.

"Taoist!" She yelled, stretched out her hand and pointed downward, and said ecstatically:

"Look there!"

The roar and wailing of the giant dragon and the huge air current when Song Qing’s little long tail pierced the sky overwhelmed the shout of No. 1, but her movements were too obvious and still caused the purple-haired girl, No. 4, and the monks. Attention.

Everyone looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw the horrible black roots emerging from the bottom of the abyss, immersed in the black suffocation, wriggling.

On several of the thickest black roots, Hayas and others, who had disappeared for a long time, were sitting there leaning on them.

At this moment, Hayas closed his eyes, and there were intertwined black air on his face, like a ‘giant tree’ penetrating the roots of his body.

The large group of black "giant tree" roots entangled him, seeming to pull him into the "giant tree" in a kind of "hug" posture, making his body almost melt with the black "giant tree" For one.

Under the vast blood-red mist, if it weren't for the tester's divine sense and five astonishing senses, I'm afraid No.1 might not have been able to spot Hayas at this time.

"They weren't dead yet?" One realized that his actions had attracted the attention of other people, a trace of regret flashed across his face, but a glimmer of hope quickly swelled in his eyes, sending a message to the Taoist priest:

"This means we still have a chance."

"Hayas and they are still alive?" Raphael, who had not spoken much, asked the same question.

The people of the ‘dark’ faction were swept into the bottom of the ocean by the previous ocean, and there was another terrible fish in the water.

Everyone thought that they were bound to die under such circumstances, but they did not expect that these people could escape from such a terrible big fish by hiding in the water for such a long time.

The monk sat on the ice dragon's back and leaned out most of his body and looked down.

The Holy Light Shield released by the Spirit Butterfly summoned by the saint envelops the ice dragon along with the saints and believers, blocking most of the storm from the outside world, and gaining a chance to ease this group of people to prevent them from dying. Within the storm of spiritual power strangling.

At this time, Raphael's words came to everyone's ears, and the monk pondered for a moment:

"This is the Abyssal Territory, the home base of the sages of the Moon."

He vaguely wanted to understand something:

"The black air in the water had no intention of harming Hayas and the others before. It should be controlled by the sage of the Moon."

However, why the big fish didn't swallow the saints of the ‘dark’ faction, and the disappearance of the big fish and the black peng, it was difficult for the monks to imagine, and finally turned into a sigh:

"It may be God's will."

When everyone heard this, they were silent.

The saints are firm believers, and the firmness of their faith will prompt them to come here at great risk.

But at this moment the monk's words touched the hearts of other people, and the swordsman first hesitated to speak:

"Really, is there really a god?"

Everything that happened along the way has subverted his previous cognition.

Among the newcomers, Song Qing's strength is naturally unquestionable, but the power of No. 4, Taoist priest, No. 1, and even the purple-haired girl who stepped on the dragon last time exceeded the expectations of this group of saints.

They have no so-called beliefs, do not believe in gods, and their power comes from themselves rather than praying to others. All this makes the swordsman suspicious of everything in the past.

Prior to this, he was a devout believer, praying day after day for hundreds of years to strengthen his strength.

But this kind of strength comes from the gift of others, and it will not become his own thing because of his diligent prayer.

The injuries of the ‘Japanese’ sages caused their strength to drop greatly, and they were unable to protect themselves even this way.

And Lucifer, the most special and powerful of the Thirteen Saints, absorbed the power of the two sages of the Sun and Moon, and even because he promised to calm the Canyon of the Dead and become the “gatekeeper” of mankind, he gained The gift of God finally gains the power of'reincarnation'.

Such invincible magic against the sky once made the two great sages jealous, but now they are chased by Song Qingxiao and beaten, and it is difficult to suppress this ‘newcomer’.

Without this trip to the Abyssal Territory, it would be impossible for a swordsman to say such disrespectful words for his beliefs in his entire life.

But what he saw and heard along the way made his heart start to shift-from a steadfast theist, he began to doubt whether there are real gods in this world.

"..."

There was a moment of silence in response to the swordsman.

Apart from Edward and the others being speechless, even the monk opened his mouth and couldn't say a tone that was enough to appease the swordsman.

For saints who have deviated from their faith, no one has the confidence to answer this question.

After a long time, the monk said with difficulty:

"Arthur—"

He called out the name of the swordsman. Before he could finish speaking, the swordsman held the ice sword in both hands, as if mocking himself:

"The sage ‘Moon’ has awakened," If everyone’s plan is to be sealed, it is imminent:

"But at this time, it's still a year from the time stated in the big prophecy."

Whether or not to seal the "Moon" sage, the fact that the big prophecy has failed is already doomed.

The dragon that was driven out of the mainland that year was once again drawn back by Lucifer. He betrayed his oath, but was not ruled by the gods in any way.

"We are born to death here, and even implicated irrelevant people," the swordsman's tone became more and more excited, he did not name or surname, but every saint knew who he was referring to at this time.

"But I promised us at that time and will appear at a critical moment--" At this point, the swordsman paused for a moment, and closed his eyes in disappointment.

His chest was violently ups and downs, as if he was digesting his inner emotions on his own.

After a long time, he seemed to suppress his inner excitement and opened his eyes again:

"——Da Guangming, still nowhere to be seen."

The swordsman's lips moved:

"If there are gods, then we may be people who have been abandoned by the gods."

His words were undoubtedly a heavy blow to everyone's faith, even the body of the most determined monk revived, and there was no sound for a long while.

On the ice dragon's back, everyone's expressions looked blank but at a loss, everyone was silent for a while.

At this time, on the necklines of all the saints, the black energy in the badge seemed to have come alive, and began to wriggle.

"Ugh--"

A faint sigh sounded out of thin air, shocking all the silent people.

The voice seemed familiar, but with a chilling breath, it spread into the hearts of everyone above the ice dragon.

The monk's body shook. He immediately raised his head and looked around. The Taoist priests in the distance, No.1, and No.4 all had their heads down at this time, and No.1 still maintained the position of the abyss of fingers.

It seems that apart from them, the ‘new people’ sent by these federations did not hear this sigh.

"Who?"

The swordsman's back was numb, and an uncomfortable pressure enveloped his whole body, causing him to subconsciously hold the sword with both hands and pour vindictive energy into the ice sword.

"Who is sighing?"

He turned his face in a circle, and no one answered his words.

The Abyssal Territory is a world of its own. Among the people who are trapped here, Song Qingxiao pursues Lucifer. It seems that the sage "Moon" has not yet completely escaped the coercion of the seal.

No. 1, No. 4, and Taoist priests were surprised by the appearance of Hayas and others. The believers were at a loss. The saints were silent, but who was the one who sighed?

"Arthur."

This time, the mysterious voice sounded again and called out the name of the swordsman.

As soon as he heard his name being uttered by the sound, the swordsman's pupils shrank sharply, and his face burst with a calm expression on his face.

"Big Bright?"

His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe his ears and judgment.

But the swordsman knew that he couldn't get it wrong.

He has followed the ‘Japanese’ sage to fight in the north and south, and was a loyal follower of his subordinates. The voice of the ‘Japanese’ sage, almost like a curse, has been carved into his soul.

Even in the hundreds of years since the sage of "Sun" was seriously injured, he has rarely gone out and met people in person, but in the heart of the swordsman, he will never forget his voice.

A chill came out of the swordsman's heart and flowed to his limbs, stimulating his heart, making a fierce beating sound of "呯呯呯".

The expressions of the monks and the others were not much better. Fright and panic occupied their hearts, making them breathless at this time, fearing that they had hallucinations.

"You disappointed me so much!"

The voice of the sage of "Sun" sounded again.

It is indeed his voice. The six saints of the ‘light’ faction are very familiar with him, and now they hear such ‘accusations’ from him, and he is more affirmed of his identity.

It's just that compared with the "Japanese" sage in the past, his tone at this time has a kind of compulsive calmness.

There was a bit of suppressed anger in the blame, and it seemed that the swordsman's words had offended his supernatural power and made him unhappy.

"Big Bright!"

When he called out this title again, the swordsman was no longer as calm as before.

With a dazed and uneasy face on his face, a betrayal of faith, he was criticized, and his whole person was hit hard.

The hand holding the long sword was extremely hard, the palms of the fingers were white, almost relying on the ice sword to support his body, giving him strength.

A faint black aura filled the Holy Light Shield at some point, and everyone's faces were panicked.

"Where did this come from?"

Under the light radiating from the wings of the spirit butterfly, even though the black energy was thin, it was extremely clear.

This is the holy light shield created by the saint.'Light' and'darkness' don't blend together. Even if the sage of the Moon is dominated by the sage in the abyss, the evil dark energy can't penetrate. Enter the Holy Light Shield.

Everyone turned their heads desperately to look for the source of the black energy, only to see that under the light fog, the black energy became thicker and thicker, like a living thing, floating in the shield light, lingering but not dissipating.

"There!"

After a long while, Edward finally let out a loud shout as if he had discovered something.

The weapon he held in his hand pointed at the swordsman's body. Everyone followed his gaze and saw the swordsman's neckline. At this moment, a black gas about the size of a grape appeared.

The strands of black mist escaped from it, drifting into the shield light.

'hiss--'

Everyone made a sound of inhaling cold air, and everyone couldn't help but stared at the swordsman with wide-eyed eyes, with a gloomy expression.

Even the swordsman himself lowered his head to look at his neckline, which was close to the edge of his armor, and he did not know when a cloud of black mist appeared.

The black evil spirits wafted endlessly from the center, as if it was connected to the bottom of the abyss.

"you also have!"

The elf yelled and pointed in Edward's direction.

The old mage lowered his head in hindsight, and he realized that he was also venting black air.

"I have too." Raphael and the saint exclaimed one after another. The monk lowered his head and saw black air wafting out from his sacrificial robe.

He stretched out his hand to press against the black air, and when his fingertips touched something, the monk flashed in his mind and said loudly:

"It's a medal!"

The panicked everyone suddenly realized, they all remembered that the direction in which the black mist appeared was indeed the place where everyone was wearing the medal before.

An abnormal change occurred in the medal, and the energy in it overflowed rapidly.

Although I don’t know why the medal has such an abnormal change, the appearance of the black mist makes everyone feel like a shadow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~The black air slips out from the fingers of the monk and lingers. In the Holy Light Shield, the golden shield was turned into gray black in an instant.

There is something looming in the mist.

Outside of the Holy Light Shield at this time, the Taoist priest who had been looking towards the abyss with the shout of Number One felt something was wrong, and looked up in the direction of the Holy Light Shield.

I saw that the original golden shield light was filled with black energy, and the blue butterfly's light seemed to have been corroded by the dark power, and it became a bit dim.

The monk and others have retreated to the front of the believers, occupying the tail of the ice dragon, as if seeing something incredible.

In the direction of the dragon's head, a big cloud of black air appeared.

In the middle of the black air, surrounded by a ‘human’ shadow slowly raising its head.

"Da Guangming——" The swordsman shouted out the title again, his tone was already trembling.

The man who appeared surrounded by black air slowly opened his eyes when he heard his voice.

His appearance is somewhat similar to the swordsman's memory, but there has been a great variation.

The black gas turned into his thick long hair, which was scattered around his side.

In those dark purple pupils, there is no longer light and reassuring purity, as if with a repressed dark air, so that his face no longer makes the swordsman and the others feel at ease and admiration. Become a little strange and crippled.

More than three hundred years ago, the "Sun" sage who was severely injured because of the seal of the "Moon" sage, the founder of the **** court and the legendary figure who mainlanders call the God of Great Light, has left hundreds of Years later, he once again appeared in front of his saints and believers in such an unthinkable way.

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