The millions of warships in Kunlun Dao Palace rushed towards the Tianyuan World. The first batch was only more than 10,000. However, in the deep space, there were a large number of warships that did not belong to the Dao Palace, which were servants.

Those warships are not without combat effectiveness.

Just like Xiahe, the main battleship is the reverse scale, but the combat power of the fire arrow is also very strong.

The Tianyuan World was attacked indiscriminately by the warships of Kunlun Dao Palace.

More than one million warships, what does this mean? Even if all the cities in the Tianyuan World are combined, they will only be a few thousand. They will face a saturated blow from Kunlun Taoist Palace.

Kunlun Fairy Boat stared at Rhode Island and did not participate in the battle.

There are a large number of demigods participating in the war on other Kunlun warships. If there is no power of the gods, how much can they do when facing such a blow? What's more, the fairy boat can support any place at any time.

Green Forest...

In the Temple of Light, the Pope looked at the sky and thousands of warships descending, and the Pope roared angrily.

He was ready to fight, a minute ago, but the enemy came too fast.

At the top of the Cathedral of Light, the holy light gushed and accurately hit a warship, which was almost cut off in half. However, there were no more than three divine magic formations that could erupt in this kind of attack in the entire temple area.

Tens of thousands of figures flew out from the Kunlun battleship hit in the air, maintaining high speed, and heading straight for the core area of ​​the temple.

For example, the starry sky warships designed by Xiahe also have landing types, but they are all at the same brigade level. With robots and the like, it is only 10,000.

There were tens of thousands of Taoist priests rushing down from the Kunlun battleship, and the rest were Yellow Turban heroes of different shapes. Taoist priests were still in human form, not that scary. The Yellow Turban heroes were at least twice as tall as humans. They were wearing armor and holding huge weapons. They didn’t look like angels with wings, and they simply flew in the air.

The one who led the Yellow Turban Warriors was a rare fairy soldier and immortal general, with a small number.

These immortal soldiers and generals all rode divine beasts and rushed to the ground surrounded by the Yellow Turban heroes.

The massacre mode is opened, the headquarters of the Temple of Light, the Inquisition, and the diocese below. Only the Knights of Light have completed the assembly.

The ground magic array flashes wildly with divine light, and the accumulated energy will be exhausted within one minute.

The magician prayed wildly, burning his life.

The body of the white-robed magicians burned, and bright wings emerged from behind, rising into the sky and pounced on Kunlun.

The heart of the Pope of Light is bleeding. The magician who can transform into an angel is no more than one hundred within the scope of the Temple of Light. They are all elite cultivation.

Where did the other party come from so many heresies and have a strong level, which is simply unreasonable!

There is no other reason. Dozens of magicians flew into the sky, and their huge wings spread out, illuminating the entire city.

However, above the sky, thousands of Kunlun warships shot down colorful lights and a large number of Immortal Crossbows, shooting out something like a dragon, winding in the air, and in the blink of an eye it was hundreds of meters long.

With three volleys, the whole city was left with ruins.

A magician waved his lightsaber angrily and stabbed into the chest of a Yellow Turban Strongman. The Yellow Turban Strongman was three times his figure, and he lowered his head and shot out a fire, igniting the wings that emerged from the magician's back.

In the flame, there were wisps of green aura, entwined into the body of the magician, dismantling his divine power.

The magician ignored it and swept across the lightsaber, cutting off the Yellow Turban Strongman.

A war Taoist priest in the distance sighed. The Yellow Turban Warrior was already very high, but he could only die with the other party, which was a bit of a loss.

The divine power in the lightsaber exploded inch by inch among the two bodies of the Yellow Turban Powerful.

The body of the Yellow Turban Heroes was also shaken into meat sauce. This is anthropomorphic Yellow Turban Heroes, with the highest level. If you advance, you will become an immortal soldier.

Pope Light lowered his head and covered his chest. Three sword lights pierced through his heart. His body-protecting divine light only ignited one sword cultivator, and the other two sword cultivators escaped with their powerful speed and body-protecting sword energy.

He didn't know that the other party had damaged a sword cultivator and was in great pain.

"My Lord..." Pope Light slowly knelt down. Behind him, twelve pairs of white wings spread out, and the entire square was covered with white divine lights. The two escaped sword cultivators never dared to look back.

In the sky, those warships no longer have the ability to continue attacking and are resting.

The fragmented attacks were all equipment from the Taoist priests of war.

But whether it was the impact of the divine beasts or the Taoist talismans, they were quickly destroyed in the divine light. The Pope of Light burst into tears, and he prayed, asking for God's forgiveness and God's arrival.

However, he could no longer sense the response of God of Light. Even in the era when the demons came and the time when God of Light was sleeping, he had never been so lonely and feared.

Could this be the end of the world God said?

At the heart of the God of Light, divine lights gushed out from the wound and wrapped around him. He suddenly looked up and saw a wooden fairy boat appear in the sky. In the fairy boat, he stretched out a big hand, penetrated the protection of the divine light, and grabbed him directly in the palm of his hand.

Inside his body, the majestic voice was pinched before he could speak.

How is that possible?

The power of the gods coming was blocked?

On the fairy boat, a Kunlun Earth Immortal looked gloomy and held her right hand with a weak grip. With just a pinch, the Pope of Light, who was caught by the big hand, instantly burst into a ball of rotten flesh.

The headed earth immortal looked back at him. He opened his palms, and his palms had been melted, revealing his bones.

"Senior brother, if I continue, my hand will be completely ruined."

The leading earth immortal said nothing and turned around to observe the battle situation. The God of Light tried to surrender, but Lao Qi was already in control of the rhythm very strongly, but he was still injured by the divine power.

To put it this way, the guy named God of Light also needs to work together to kill him.

But it doesn’t matter. Once the power of others is wiped out, the God of Light will be weakened in the Kingdom of God. But it is different from what I imagined!

I originally thought that if Qi Lin could block this world, then the gods in this world would not be too strong.

It turned out to be a wrong judgment?

The Temple of Darkness…

Teams of warriors rushed out of the temple and saw the Yellow Turban heroes gathered in the square, they were all shocked.

In the sky, hundreds of warships descended, and colorful light swept the ground. Two rounds of attacks were everywhere.

The Temple of Morning Light...

Erin watched the three saints wear holy clothes and silently added morning blessings to them.

The Pope of Light said to her, "Go, there is no longer any business for you here."

"But I..."

"I know that your faith is pure, God has told me, but you don't have to sacrifice for God. You have to understand that no matter what the world is, the sun will rise as usual, and the morning light will last forever."

Seeing that she refused to leave, Pope Chenxi said, "Do you really think I am willing to be martyred? I just know that things are irreversible. I have lost the favor of God. Even if I live, I will not live for a few days. The enemy blocked everything, and had the power comparable to the gods. I cannot ask God to come. You go to Asra... He may have a way."

"But he has no faith!"

"Maybe, at least it is stronger than the enemy in front of you." The pope said calmly.

The headquarters of the Temple of Morning Light occupies the entire city and is much stronger than the Mountain of Light of Light. Hundreds of Dawn Light giants are fighting outside. They seem to be entities, and they seem to have the attributes of light. They act as fast as lightning and have infinite power.

"I want to take revenge!" Erin said angrily, holding the scepter in her hand.

She could feel that the believers were lying in pools of blood, and the attacking enemies had no sympathy at all. She didn't know that the Taoist priests of the war in the Taoist sect always regarded believers as numbers.

Maybe some people can save it, but in the base camp of such gods, most believers would rather die with you than give up faith and surrender.

The Taoist priests spent countless blood to finally understand this. When the Taoist sect was rising, they also fought countless failed wars.

No one has been smooth sailing. All actions that have persisted for hundreds of thousands of years have been taught a longer and bloody lesson.

The Pope also felt a little sad as she watched her walk into the teleportation array.

If the Temple of Morning Light is willing to expand, it can completely annex many small temples to expand the power of the gods in this world, but God does not allow it.

He said that he is not a dark and evil life and will not step on the body of an enemy's corpse.

They are all enemies in front of dogs, they are such demons!

No matter what, he decided to try it. When Erin's figure disappeared, he knelt down and prayed to the sky.

Mount Vajra.

In the sky, there were Taoist warships everywhere, but Xiahe was well prepared, and countless flying warships were already facing the enemy in the air. Kunlun's warships were huge and had stronger defenses, but Xiahe's warships were faster and difficult to lock.

What's more, after the entire Rhode Island formation was activated, Xiacheng's Yanyang Cannon attacked the air almost continuously.

Kunlun warships were beaten to scars and their speeds were getting slower and slower.

Xia He was on the top of Mount Vajra, and together with many sword cultivators, he used his flying sword to kill the enemy. When the white divine light approached in the distance, he said to his subordinates: "It's an old friend, let her come."

Erin was carried by two sword cultivators and flew towards Mount Vajra.

Mount Vajra is like a real mountain, tall and majestic. When Erin came to her, she had the urge to worship. She felt sad in her heart, because the divine power of the Lord of Dawn was getting weaker and weaker.

"Don't be sad, the gods will also fall." Xia He saw Ailin who was brought up and knew what the Kunlun Taoist Palace was doing. They wanted to kill all the believers of the gods.

If the Temple of Morning Light can't hold on, let alone other temples.

"I just knew...but, can you help me with revenge?" Erin held her scepter and tried hard to stand.

Xia He shook his head and said, "Can you assume that I am a god too, will you help you?"

"The Pope said..."

"He misread me." Xia He interrupted Erin and said, "Just as I misread you."

"What's wrong with me?" Erin asked angrily.
Chapter completed!