"Haha! I didn't expect that these bunches of wood would be enlightened!"

Inside the city of the government, a handsome young man laughed, and wisps of pure yang aura were flying around his body, winding and twisting in the air, like a flying dragon in the sky, and like a dragon hidden in the nine states below. There was also a sword energy scattered across the glorious portal, and the ancient sacred in the glorious portal was far away.

This person is the immortal monk who holds the third-grade unique immortal god, Lu Dongbin.

As the last guardian of the node here, in addition to paying attention to Seraphim who may take action in the Western direction, he also has another task, which is actually to pay attention to the institution here.

To put it bluntly, even if the emperor and civil and military officials were kicked by donkeys more than once, they would not really allow the government city to exist independently in the hands of the government masters.

Like this immortal monk, he was the Miaotong Zhenjun whom the imperial court granted according to his position.

There are also some Taoist and Buddhist believers in the city of the Ministry of Justice, who build Taoist temples and temples in the city of Sea to worship immortals and Buddhas.

In addition, most of the students who teach the people in the city to read and read have a certain background, and some even were directly "exiled" officials.

In this situation, unless it threatens the overall defense line, as a person enthroned by the imperial court, Zhenjun Miaotong saw that there was a problem with the sea water and would not interfere too much.

Similarly, as a monk of the immortal path and the holder of the person in Lu Dongbin, Miaotong Zhenjun will also help stop the opponent's backhand after Master Huang and others noticed the sea water problem.

It was also under the target of the True Lord Miaotong that in the golden holy light, the white jade door shrouded by countless sacred advice and gorgeous poems, the angel with wings on his back was silent and did not take action for a long time.

I just watched the angels below continue to fight and destroy the other party's vitality.

And in the distance of the city of Machinery City, a bright light gate appeared, and an inconspicuous small wooden boat slowly floated out of it.

The wooden captain was only about ten feet long. Through the decoration and accessories, it can be seen that the ship itself was used to travel to the lake, not to go to the sea.

At this time, it appeared behind the battlefield, but it was to bring someone.

The man was wearing a black robe, with no muscles seen all over his body, and his skin was almost against the bones. He could only barely see that he was an elderly man, his breathing was very weak and he might die at any time.

Under the service of the two priests, he slowly stood up, looked at the holy light in the sky, looked at the invisible city of machinery in the distance, and spoke the last sentence of his life in an extremely pious and extremely faint voice.

"In the name of the Lord, fight against evil...Amen..."

After the words fell, the old man's breath completely disappeared, and the moment he closed his eyes.

The seraphic angels in the white jade portal formed a little connection with them. The high chants sounded, and the shadows of little angels appeared next to the old man. They surrounded the old man and sprinkled white petals.

Slowly, a peaceful and peaceful sacred light appeared on the old man's body, and an illusory figure constructed entirely from the holy light condensed little by little above the old man's body.

The figure had three pairs of wings on its back, exuding a steady and loving aura, giving people a feeling of healing everything, but soon, there were bows and arrows in the phantom's hands.

He looked at the direction of the Mechanism City, placed the arrow on the string, and slowly pulled it away, making the bow look like a full moon!

As the white wings spread, pieces of illusory feathers like goose feathers fell down. The angel's phantom merged into the arrow and turned into a dazzling brilliance, stabbing towards the direction of the Mechanism City.

The arrows blooming with platinum and full of light aura drew a nearly straight line in the air, leaving shadows of glorious crosses on the sea.

"Are the monks offering sacrifices again?"

Zhenjun Miaotong showed a hint of disgust. The East and the West had fought for decades and tried all kinds of methods. Naturally, he knew that there was a set of sacrifice methods for monks in the West.

This method allows those ascetic monks who have been practicing for decades and are about to die to come to the front line before their death. Through the kung fu of ascending to the kingdom of God on the eve of their own death, and with the help of Western Taoism and laws, they can activate the power of several seraphic angels, and a blow is enough to threaten the attack of the third-grade monks.

In the early years, because of this move, the front line of Zhongtu was broken several times, and the defense line was retreating again and again.

Even Master Miaotong suffered a considerable loss in his early years under this force.

Seeing this attack method again, I raised my hand and waved it. The pure yang energy surrounding my body suddenly turned into wisps of sword energy and shot out, either pointing, stabbing, sweeping, or sweeping above the city of the mechanism...

All kinds of exquisite sword techniques evolved by these sword energy, and cooperated with each other to build a sword net covering the universe, covering the holy light, cutting and shaving out countless light chips.

"Saint! Saint!"

At the moment when Master Miaotong took action, the seraphic angels hidden in the white jade portal followed closely, and the glorious and holy light poured out from the portal, and the nearly substantial holy light fell into the sea, rendering the entire sea like a kingdom of gods. The chants were faintly played in the void, and countless angels rose from it and continued to advance the front line.

"If Michael comes, I'm still worried about three points, but you Raphael, get back to me!"

Zhenjun Miaotong stood up, raised his hand and waved his sleeves, which was far better than the vast pure yang energy that had just flowed out, turning into sword energy, forming a torrent to crash towards the portal.

An arm stretched out from the portal, holding a red cross sword on it, and a holy flame burned on it, swinging violently, the flames gathered into a long rainbow, cutting off the torrent of sword energy.

Then an angel with three pairs of jade wings and long golden red hair like flames walked out of the portal. His constantly changing face looked at the city of the mechanics below.

After revealing his figure, the emerald wings behind Michael swelled slightly, and hurricanes filled with sacred aura blew up, stirring up the wind and clouds around him.

These hurricanes carry countless flowing light, which is a cure for the glorious believers, and thousands of sharp swords for the pagans.

"Michael, Michael. When did you exchange positions with Raphael? Moreover, the power that guided the ascetic just now clearly belonged to Raphael!"

True Lord Miaotong couldn't sit still at this moment, and appeared on the city of the government, pushing the Taoist crown on his head, and the pure yang energy evaporated, turning into a huge canopy to cover the surroundings.

Invisible pure Yang sword energy crisscrossed on the edge of the canopy, blocking the hurricane that was blowing. The sword energy and light kept colliding in the air, exploding countless fire trees and silver flowers, which was so gorgeous.

Michael did not answer the question of Miaotong Zhenjun. His holy light surged like a tide, like the rising sun rising into the middle sky, emitting a scorching, huge light.

Some people who stayed in the city of the government inexplicably felt the unparalleled light and wisdom in this glory, and they were trapped in an incomparable sense of peace and security.

Straws of black air emanated from these people, and a faint holy light slowly emerged in his eyes.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the foundation of all Qi..."

A faint voice suddenly sounded around, and a faint golden light also appeared in the holy light. The infected institution masters were awake for a moment and took action to suppress their own changes.

"Miaotong Zhenjun, this great angel is constantly organizing his domain!"

Yuchen's voice sounded in the void, and then a sword weapon jumped out of the void and slashed towards Michael.

The sword weapon is very strange, as if it has not existed yet, and it changes infinitely. Once it appears, it manifests dozens of different forms and attacks Michael from various angles.

Although Master Miaotong did not know the origin of Yuchen, the aura of the Golden Light Curse and the aura of the Immortal Tao on your Jue Sword made him understand that this person is considered his own family.

Leave three points of power to protect yourself, and the pure yang energy on the top turns into a lotus and stabilizes the four directions.

Zhenjun Miaotong waved his sleeve again, and two green sword lights emitting pure yang aura flew out, like a green python snake, intertwined in the air, and circled towards Michael.

As the sword weapon and two blue sword lights fell, holy apertures of various sizes appeared in the void, constantly spreading and overlapping.

The source of the layers of holy apertures is Michael standing in mid-air.

He looked at the falling sword weapons, and the apertures of large and small quickly rotated, from left to right, some from right to left, and some from left to right.

The aura emitted by various apertures is different. When stacked layer by layer, the changes brought about by high-speed rotation are caused by the junction of the two realms with Michael as the core.

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