"I... I have wings?"

"Angel wings?"

Seeing that the wings on the back are fully stretched, and the crystal feathers are smudged with the color of the glass, Bai Wushang's expression is naturally particularly wonderful.

It is understood that the contract between angels and humans is inherently difficult.

The arrogance of the angels themselves is one aspect, and the shackles of the group's established rules are another aspect.

Even the Six Clan of the Holy Court, a cooperative human race that has been inherited from ancient times.

They make contracts with angels, and they also have a series of rules and regulations.

If you want to reach the third level of fit, it is not a small thing.

The fourth stage is basically in a capped state.

If you want to get the most core feedback from the angel family, you need the blessing of luck.

Bai Wushang took the step of tearing the crotch of his trousers, which was also a step of "disowning six relatives".

From the foot of the mountain, I came directly to the position close to the peak of the mountain.

He got the four-winged glazed sword angel, which he called the characteristic feedback!

Coupled with another re-feedback, Bai Wushang's field is getting farther and farther.

"If this is seen by the Holy Venerable who doesn't know the truth, he won't mistake me for a two-winged angel, or a two-winged archangel with top-level holy blood, right?"

"Or... with the little rabbit, after further covering up the fluctuation of soul power, the two-winged angel and the four-winged angel who have no eyesight, shouldn't they treat me as a clan?"

"Then can I sneak into the Holy Court?"

"It is also possible that the unknowing Shenglongwei will be regarded as an outsider and branded as a heavenly realm?"

Between the lights and flints, Bai Wushang crossed a few thoughts with a grotesque look on his face.

There is a kind of meaning of Mission Impossible, in the middle.

Why does this sequence of saints feel more and more indecent?

Seemingly remembering something, Bai Wushang called back, a wooden sword that looked like a stick but not a stick, like a hammer but not a hammer, disappeared beside Xing, and appeared in front of him in a slightly bleak way.

"Effective, you can borrow swordsmanship, there seems to be a lot of options..."

Bai Wushang's eyes lit up, his thoughts followed his heart, and the suspected wooden sword smashed into the void, making a loud bell-like vibration, and the momentum was astonishing.

After a simple experiment, after confirming that the magical power was effective, he did not continue.

Withdrawing his skills, he looked towards Can Lingzi and the Sun Priest Rabbit, with questioning eyes.

"Forget it, I see that your strength will be exhausted. This fourth immortal ascension ceremony, including the three people on the ground, should be dealt with in arrears."

The time for Bai Wushang to adapt to the changes is actually very short, and Shentu is just in the process of thinking, so he said.

"That's the only way to do it, do it again, as long as there is a holy-level treasure, I feel like I can't hold it..."

Can Lingzi looked tired, like a rotten old man, sighed twice, and greeted Bai Wushang and the four-winged sword angel:

"Remember the agreement between us. When you become stronger, don't forget to help me find the cover."

"Then... get out of here."

"My generation will use the power of the last law to seal the sky and erase the miracles and traces that should not appear here."

"From now on, Shengxiantai has disappeared..."

"Unless you fight for all living beings, you will not be born..."

Bai Wu sighed in grief, and nodded solemnly.

Before he could answer, the Sun Priest Rabbit swallowed the rays of the sun in his stomach, and gathered them all on the sun mark between the brows of the little rabbit.

"Your source is a drop in the bucket. I will no longer borrow it from you. I choose to use my own sleep to adjust and recover."

"My lord, take care of the little one."

"It will also sleep for a while, not too long, just feel at ease."

"Yes..." Bai Wushang hugged the little rabbit floating over, watching the golden light on its body fade away a little, the divine and majestic temperament that cannot be profaned greatly diminished, and it became cute and cute again, even sleeping. Rabbit, thoughtful.

"Let's go, get out of here."

"Sen Soul's evolution plan needs to find another way..."

Bai Wushang gestured to the four-winged glass sword angel with his eyes, and chose to temporarily seal the book of oath, and then rode the big mantis to leave the place.

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Heaven, the central temple.

There is a bright church standing here since ancient times. The gate alone is tens of thousands of meters high, and it is shrouded in the holy light all day long.

On the 100,001-person-high steps, the jade bricks are the walls and the clear water is the decoration. The details of each building are exquisitely exquisite. Sometimes there are melodious bells, sometimes there are Sanskrit sounds curling, and people are heartbroken.

But the strange thing is that the ground here is spotless, and there is no trace of life activity.

Looking around in all directions, I couldn't find a trace of human fireworks.

Dirt has no place to hide here, trouble melts away here, sickness disappears without a trace... Everything is so holy, beautiful and magnificent.

This doesn't look like a place where people live! More like a god's palace!

In fact...it's true!

On this day, a colorful light descended from the sky and fell into the Angel God Pool in the deepest part of the Church of Light, and a huge wave was set off.

Hundreds of Seraphs opened their empty and blank pupils and woke up from their deep sleep.

"What's going on? Why was Shenchi disturbed?!"

A giant angel with the strongest body and a height of 500 meters, holding up the battle stick in his hand, the eight wings are like a peacock opening its screen, exuding the imposing manner of iron blood.

"This is... the light of the ancestors!"

With his head hunched over his back, UU reading www.uukanshu.com trembling, the aged angel who was incompatible with the strong six-winged around him, his turbid eyes suddenly lit up with a radiance like the sunrise.

On his back, there are also four pairs of wings, a total of eight wings!

"The Light of the Ancestor, also known as the Light of Extradition, has not appeared for many years..."

"This generally means that an ancient mythical angel woke up from a deep sleep, or released a distress signal from the seal, trying to come to the world..."

"Of course, it is not ruled out that the lower angels accidentally inherit the blood of the angels... but the probability is too low. Combined with the intensity of this beam, this option can basically be ruled out..."

"If you are lost, are there any possible angels that can survive?"

"All I can think of, seems to be metal, laurel, magic lamp..."

The third black angel with eight eyes and eight wings sat cross-legged in the sky, biting the index finger of his right hand, and scribbling in the void.

After a while, his face froze.

He pulled away and retreated tens of thousands of meters, but after being hit by some invisible force, a big hole was opened in his chest, and his body quickly became dull and rotten.

"No, there are too many interfering forces in the dark, and I can't fortune-telling with my clone alone."

"This meat shell is considered a waste. Later, I will return to the Shenchi on my own and give birth again."

"Qianghan, Paradise, be sure to pick him up. Now outside the gate, there are only a few people in the gate."

"No matter who this **** angel is, as long as it returns to the heaven, it will be of great help to us... There is no room for loss!"