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A bell rang in the distance.

Echoed in the abyss.

The eternal darkness is illuminated by criss-crossing lights.

When the sequence chain formed by countless borders in the frontier defense front is displayed, it is like countless halos nested on top of the current situation, overlapping each other and running, dispelling the darkness formed by the explosion of depth.

Today, among the many defense chains that are running endlessly, the defense line formed by dozens of borders has become disjointed, revealing a direct path to the current situation.

Under the impetus of the twin natural enemies, the gate of heaven opened, and the power from the three major blockades radiated toward the deepest part of hell, and a magnificent stream of light spewed and rolled.

The surging power is too huge and too tyrannical.

The splendid brilliance formed by gathering all the souls and civilizations of the entire present is itself the most powerful force in the present, otherwise it would not be known as [Brilliant Light].

At this moment, the huge amount of souls in the sea of ​​silver, the flames that burst out from the operation of the infinite source substance, almost created an astronomical phenomenon comparable to the explosion of a supernova in the dark abyss.

Even the existence of natural enemies is still so insignificant in front of the power of the present situation.

Just opening the door, he has already done his best.

Even if it was enveloped by the aftermath, it was already enveloped in the burning flame.

Silent growl.

A crack appeared on the arm...

"Depth is stable, locking is normal!"

In the lowest hall of the Dominion Bureau, on top of the relief encompassing the current geography, the locks of rays of light extend upward, binding the seat of the Holy See of the Gospel layer by layer.

Following the vortex and turbulent flow created by Chunjun, the power from the Rainbow Bridge is now crossing a long distance and descending on the huge hell.

Anchor the opponent's depth.

No matter how the strangely deformed Creator Gospel struggles, how eroded and slashed the cursed poison dripping from the blade and wings in his hand, it seems that he is enveloped in a thick glass wall, and it is difficult to break free.

In the depths of silence, there was no thunderous roar, and in an eternal silence, the torrential rain poured.

rain of light.

"The sixth strike begins!"

"Notice the North, Justice, Venus, go forward! Go forward! Go forward!"

"—North received it!"

Either a hoarse or high-pitched voice sounded in the channel, and the huge battleship traveled through the abyss, heading towards hell, pouring down a torrential rain of light and iron.

cover!

When the ruler Gospel roared silently, opened his mouth, and spit out a gray-black 'dust', countless 'parasites' squirmed in the abyss, gathered into a tide, and rushed towards the fleet that executed the strike.

Just above hell, the battle between battleships and monsters has already begun.

Sparks burst.

Under the collision and self-destruction of the strange monster, the armor fell off from the huge ship, and the fire spewed out.

Just under the siege of the swarm, the Nord spewed the last of her artillery fire and burst silently.

With that stinging flash of pupils, countless wreckages fell towards them.

Among the layers of wreckage, there were heavy coffin-like cabins mixed with each other, crossing the final distance and smashing together with the wreckage on the body of the ruler Gospel.

Soon, under the blasting of the internal explosives, the outer shell of the 'iron coffin' exploded, torn apart, and the fixing frame was loosened. fly out.

The bright light kept falling from the dark 'night sky'.

Countless large groups and beasts are surging on the earth, constantly drilling out of the soil and attacking all living creatures.

And just before the torrent of monsters, the cast iron legion's array was reorganized again.

The remaining forty-one armored sergeants stood guard in front of the temporary fortress, and started the final dissolution process. Like burning metal, with flames, it launched a final battle to the death against countless enemies.

The iron stream and the monster collided in one place, and the flames and blood boiled.

But soon, a strange roar erupted from the deepest part of the earth, and the blood-stained soil continued to bulge, as if some behemoth was walking through it.

At the end, the giant snake that had just been thrown out of the fasting circle suddenly got out, opened its mouth, and rushed towards the position!

"Everyone, lie down!!!"

The hoarse shouts echoed in the channel, and at the same time, in the dark sky, the silhouette of the Quan Angel battle formation reappeared, swooping towards the battlefield.

At the front, the broken steel angel raised his arm and drew the bow of blessing.

The last salt arrow fell to the ground.

Pale line.

Immediately afterwards, between the dead abyss, a giant tree of salt suddenly rose from the ground, and the sharp edges and branches penetrated from the inside of the giant snake, tearing the monster completely and hanging on the branches.

In the flying of salt powder, it evaporated into gray-black dust.

The 'mountain' in the distance was furious, and the face of the cow's head bulged quickly, manifesting, opening its mouth to the passing angels, shouting silently.

After the silent waves traversed, at the end of the formation, the six Angels of Quan did not have time to make an emergency maneuver, and were enveloped by the aftermath of the spread, which evaporated into a pervasive rain of blood.

But on the other side, still above the trembling earth, a deep rift suddenly opened, extended, and turbid currents surged, forming a spectacular scene like a volcanic eruption.

Like a sharp blade piercing from the inside out.

Just in the depths of the Holy See of the Gospel, even deeper, in the core within seven days—in the Ascension Heaven, the Holy Light that reflects all things flickers, and it is actually obscured by darkness.

The dark cloud-like fog continued to spread under the long dragon roar, pouring down strong winds and showers. For Yun Zhongjun, the scale can only be compared with all his strength, under the control of the dragon roar, But it's as simple as breathing.

The evil serpent after the dragon scales has faded away looms in it, with scarlet eyes flickering far and near, going back and forth between the rulers, constantly harassing, and not confronting the enemy at all.

Wherever they passed, most of the war angels were engulfed by evil, dyed and turned into puppets and cannon fodder of Zhu Jiuyin, or simply, materials and consumables for incantation.

"Insanity!"

Archangel Punishment Roar, unable to bear the spreading poison any longer, forcibly crossed the blockade of the Sword of Eden, the spear crossed a long distance, and stabbed towards Zhu Jiuyin, which appeared in the shadows for a moment.

The outline of the evil serpent collapsed in an instant.

Dissipated without a trace under the spear of punishment, like a phantom.

But soon, in the cloud of evil, the huge outline of the serpent reappeared, swinging its body, and with a mocking glance, it disappeared into the shadow created by the **** of darkness Hoddle.

In the deepest depths of darkness, the blind **** of darkness stretched out his arms and devoured all light—where the darkness enveloped everything, everything became indistinct, and illusions flourished, making it difficult to tell the truth from the false.

And in the empty air, there are constantly sharp swords emerging out of thin air, criss-crossing, wedging into the void, and even piercing out of the ruler's huge body.

The most evil sword tore through the soul, like a barb, spreading pain and madness.

Vitali was not seen.

The old figure kept jumping and walking on all the mirrors, and even the corners of Vitaly's clothes could be seen floating over the eyes of the ruler and the blade of the ascendant.

Among the countless evil thoughts, malice and viciousness, Vitaly's existence continued to gather and disperse, changing at will, without catching any traces at all.

At this moment, the three old-fashioned fifth-order players joined forces, as if they had been fighting side by side with each other for many years, echoing each other and covering up.

All three are one.

Evil begets evil, evil begets evil.

The evil karma of the soul, the evil of human nature, and the essence of darkness, the three coexist, transform and circulate each other, and they are obviously fighting within the enemy's interior, but they seem to occupy the main field.

It even makes people suspect that if there is another Dongjun to control the middle, maybe he will directly turn against the customer and decide the victory and defeat directly off the court, and there will be no such thing as a paradise for all ages.

It's a pity that the advantage that the three of them worked so hard to create can only barely hold their ground in the Holy See of the Gospel at this moment.

Now, just above the head of the Archangel Justice, inside that solemn ring of ascension, the dazzling crystallization that represents the paradise of all ages is slowly revolving.

Countless souls consumed each other, constantly providing him with infinite power, allowing him to squander at will.

Even if the dark cycle has been completed, it is still under the attack of righteousness and continues to collapse and continue with difficulty.

In just a few seconds, dangers are already emerging.

All that can be done is to delay time and ensure that the attack on righteousness is not disturbed by others.

Artemis, the Roman goddess of hunters who abandoned the bow and arrow to fight with the sword and shield, the Shadow of the Feathered Serpent, Sutroel, the Saint of the Russian Federation who holds the Sword of Eden, and even the old man of Dongxia, the living Jair of the original family... …

Under the siege of the four top coronators in the real world, the justice that has mastered the power of the paradise is still at ease, and even has spare time to reorganize everything in the day, and repair the damage caused by the seven days in the current state.

The wailing gospel sounded again.

The self-destructive light rose again, and the Archangel Sacrifice disintegrated again, turning into a raging holy light, sweeping back and forth in the darkness, tearing the cycle.

But this time, it did not condense into a solid body again, but complied with the call of justice and threw it into his hands, forming a dazzling light like a blade.

Then, towards the blind **** Hoddle.

The sword of sacrifice, cut down!

Steel whine.

The halberds that were all over the gap were cut in two from the front.

At the last moment, it turned out that the old Jairt galloped over and blocked Hoddle in front of him.

The weapon that had accompanied him for many years in the war broke here. Yuan Jixian had no time to react, and was pierced by the sacrificial sword.

He vomited blood.

dying.

Hit hard!

"The outsider is small and vulnerable!"

Archangel Punishment sneered, and came with a spear, stabbing at those turbid pupils!

The saints of the Russian Federation wanted to turn around to help, but at that moment, they saw Zhu Jiuyin who was completely unmoved in the dark.

In the deepest part of the darkness, the giant snake overlooked indifferently.

In this way, watching his old friend get smashed to ashes by the ruler.

not moving at all.

Even a little to laugh.

"Hey! Old people like to act, who are you fooling—"

At best, you can deceive a fool who has never seen the world in hell, right?

Snapped!

Punishment's body stiffened for a moment.

His eyes widened in disbelief, but he saw that Jie Zhen, who had been turned into ashes by himself, was reunited from the void, and that face covered with scars slowly lifted up, reappearing hideously!

Obviously at the moment just now, the already dead can't die anymore!

But now, it is actually intact, and even the broken halberd is back in his hands again. If so, it protrudes forward and penetrates his body...

"Use some strength, you trash."

Yuan Jixian grinned and asked mockingly, "Didn't you eat?"

Punishment roared, ignoring the torn heart, he wanted to fight again, but then he noticed the fiery power surging in his body - the huge body swelled again, almost into a spherical shape, eyes, ears, mouth and nose, blazing light squirting.

It's like swallowing a whole bomb.

No... It's like, it's like... just sacrificed and blew himself up from within himself!

boom!

In the tragic roar, Punishment quickly withdrew backwards, the skeleton and internal organs were exposed on the riddled body, as for the upper body and the lower body, there was only a spine connection full of cracks left.

Hit hard!

But Yuan Jixian didn't intend to let him go. The old face emerged from Punishment's eyes again, and his beard and hair were surging like flames, and he asked with a sinister smile:

"Are you motivated?!"

The halberd is cut off!

The halberd that glowed with **** flames set off a storm and rushed forward. When Punishment raised his spear with difficulty and wanted to resist, he saw the phantom of Jairju emerge from it, and looked down coldly, his body and soul were frozen by his cold eyes. .

Oops.

At the same time as the last thought emerged from my heart, a head flew from the shoulders and burned to the ground in the blood and fire!

This is the first ruler to die in the landing of the Gospel Holy See!

There was a moment of dead silence on the battlefield.

Everyone did not expect that after just two fingers, it turned out to be a punishment!

Only Zhu Jiuyin, who had long foreseen all this, cooperated with Yuan Jixian to completely dissolve the corpse of punishment in the pool of evil deeds, cutting off the possibility of its resurrection in the short term.

By the way, I prostituted the materials for the spell…

At the same time, he was still sneering indifferently, laughing at the original dog who had played a routine for hundreds of years without even changing it.

Aren't you ashamed?

Fraud also has to keep pace with the times, okay? Where can you go under the overpass to swallow a big sword and break a big stone in your chest every day because you have a blood lock on your own?

There is really no skill in it, it's all emotion!

The scene in the original photo that relies on the heirloom blood to rush to kill the enemy was left by his second grandfather - after so many years, Yuan Jixian has long since introduced the old and brought forth the new, and played the best of the blood. Here comes the flowers.

The heart is immortal, and the blood is endless.

Are you kidding me?

It's useless even if it is smashed to ashes, as long as the piece of soul that this old thing has pre-existed here can still bear it, the rebirth in a short distance is just a matter of thought.

If it’s just like this, it’s fine, but if it is combined with the effects of ‘Voice’ and ‘Shame’ that come with ‘The Holy Name of Coronation: Jiezhen’, it will be fatal.

Vows of vengeance, it has the effect of ineffective defense against all objects that have a deadly vengeance with Jieji, and it will be severely damaged!

Shame on you, return the damage you have suffered as it is!

For the sake of Yin justice, Yuan Jixian spent so much time preparing the ground for cheating, but he was punished for being a fool. First, the shame of sacrificing that sword was returned, and then he vowed revenge. A single blow is equivalent to justice, sacrifice, and Yuan Jixian's instant siege, and there are ghosts if you don't die!

But now, with the punishment pad knife, the revengeful Jie Ji has entered a state of burning.

Under the layers of blood and flames, Yuan Jixian vacated again, and the halberd has once again fallen towards justice.

"Come!"

The old Ji, who has been around for years, laughed hoarsely and called to the enemy: "Let's fight again!"

Under the wheel of ascension, the expression of justice is still indifferent.

Just flex your fingers and pop.

With the death of punishment, now in the eyes of justice, this old thing has become a porcupine covered with thorns, and he doesn't even want to touch it.

Infinite power burst out from the void, temporarily repelling Jie Ji from the air, and then, the Sword of Sacrifice in Righteousness's hand swept again, colliding with the Sword of Eden.

The authoritative relics guarding the kingdom of heaven and the sharp blades transformed by the rulers are completely different, and they are cracked in the turmoil!

The four-edged flame sword roared.

But it can't suppress the invisible flame of sacrifice...

Even while suppressing the saint, the other hand of justice has already held Artemis' short sword, and the shadow under his feet rises, stubbornly stuck to the backstab of Sutroel.

On the face, the eyes drooped down.

Overlooking the old saint.

No killing intent, no hesitation.

From beginning to end, those indifferent eyes never had the slightest wave, they were just empty.

Drop destruction and excommunication as if routine ~lightnovelpub.net~ overlooking all the dust.

Until a small voice sounded from behind him.

Snapped!

Justice froze.

There was a hint of astonishment on the empty face.

Just above his head, inside the solemn Wheel of Ascension—in the crystallization of the Paradise of Eternal Life, the [Order] in the five chains trembled violently.

Finally, a crack...

The official running time of Eternal Paradise——【00:08】