The invincible Holy Spirit is not a newbie

The Golden Saint didn't know what Penglai Wanyue was talking about, only Penglai Wanyue himself knew.

There is still a little bit of the afterglow of Tianhu's true form, and the inner consciousness that has been stretched to the extreme tells Penglai Banyue that there will be no danger in the future. In a sense, this is already predicting the future, so Penglai Banyue will not Speak it out.

Live again?

There was no foreknowledge of the danger when being targeted by the saint, which only meant that the young saint outside was not a threat.

If she spoke out what she was thinking, she would probably be considered a lunatic. A saint could sweep through the ages. This is not a threat, so what is a threat?

"boom!!!"

The palace shook violently again and made a loud noise. Although no debris or dust fell, the intensity of the vibration still made people worry that it would collapse in the next moment.

boom!boom!boom......

Outside, the Saints of Hantian continued to attack the palace, and the energy spread out ravaged the nine heavens and ten places. The fog that made everyone helpless was directly swept out of the void with a diameter of thousands of miles. The power of the Saints was evident.

Most of the frozen creatures were affected by the power of the saint. The terrifying power shattered them into powder, and they were so dead that they could no longer die. There were also some saint-level beings among them. In front of the saint, Just like ants, they can't be killed by blowing ashes.

For a saint, you have to rely on luck to leave the Holy Abyss. Even if you are unlucky, you will never get out. But for a saint, it is probably very easy. It just depends on whether you think about it or not.

In the palace, the golden saint behaved calmly. If it had a face, Penglai Wanyue would definitely be able to see its indifferent expression, as if it was not shaken by the crisis at all. This mentality is admirable.

"The Holy Spirit will find a way to send her out later."

It suddenly spoke, obviously talking about Layafali.

Penglai Wanyue immediately understood its meaning, which was simply to preserve the inheritance and prevent it from falling into the hands of the saint outside.

"But I can't send you away as well. I will hold him back later, so just ask for your blessings."

"Yes, I know."

Penglai Wanyue has no objection. This has already done the utmost in benevolence and justice, and she doesn't think it will develop into that kind of situation.

However, the next moment she answered, there was a loud "Boom!" sound in the palace, and it shook even more violently than before. The next moment, the palace was covered with frost, except for the golden saint sitting cross-legged on the high platform. The pool was not frozen, and the holy blood emitting deep golden light in the shallow pool suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, as if it was pouring the world into gold and driving away the frost.

The Penglai Moon is facing a formidable enemy, because the door of the palace has been suddenly opened just now, and the endless cold wind is blowing in from the outside. And in the depths of the cold wind and ice and snow, a pair of God's Eyes emitting a faint icy blue light are like torches in the night. Dazzling.

Feeling the gaze of those eyes falling on him for a moment, Penglai Wanyue's soul seemed to be frozen for a moment, his whole body stiffened, and in the blink of an eye he was expelled by the golden light.

Facing a saint, Penglai Wanyue's heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand. A cold feeling filled her whole body. She knew that she was still standing because of the golden saint. Otherwise, she would have been dead. He was pushed to the ground by the almost substantive pressure.

She didn't have a chance to take a closer look just now. Now facing him directly, she found that this saint was really young. Maybe it was like the golden saint said that he fell here just after he started. She didn't know what happened to him. That's why we ended up in such a situation.

"Gold...I finally...ah————"

The young saint murmured intermittently, and then began to groan hoarsely. The thick darkness in his godless eyes fell on the golden saint with his condensed eyes.

"Xue Peng." The golden saint was still sitting cross-legged on the high platform, looking at him condescendingly, "You unreasonable guy, just covet the inheritance of this saint, but you still want to take advantage of the remaining body of this saint, you Do you still want to live again?"

Rebirth! ?

Penglai Wanyue's breath froze when he heard this, and he couldn't believe it.

The dead actually want to be reborn?The scariest thing is not that he comes back from the dead, but that he can still come up with this idea after death. How can a dead person come up with the idea of ​​wanting to be reborn?It's downright creepy when you think about it in detail.

This saint is going against heaven!To actually want to usurp the creation of heaven and earth in order to achieve another life for yourself is to be punished by God.

And if a saint from the past era were resurrected... Penglai Wanyue didn't dare to think about that scene. Maybe it would be chaos in the world, right?

"Rebirth..." the young saint said in a godless voice, "Gold...creation...rebirth...I! I want to pray to you... That man fights again——!”

He suddenly became hoarse and his voice was like thunder. Penglai Wanyue's mind was filled with waves. He groaned and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hmph! You don't overestimate your capabilities. Even this saint fell here. How can you fight against that person again! Let's pass this test of this saint first!"

The golden saint suddenly stood up, and all the golden blood in the pool gathered around him, creating a beautiful and arrogant man. A domineering aura emerged from his body, and the deep golden wind swept across the heavens and the world.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The young saint was actually forced out of the palace by his aura, shaking the mountains with every step he took, leaving a deep mark.

Penglai Wanyue was so shocked that he was able to force the opponent to retreat with just his breath. This was how much he had to surpass the opponent!And who was 'that person' that the two of them were talking about just now?Could it be——

Penglai Wanyue suddenly felt suffocated. He had something to do with these two people, and they both fell into the Falling Holy Abyss. It could only refer to the terrifying existence that suppressed them, the two saints, here. Maybe Maybe he was the founder of Falling into the Holy Abyss.

After the young saint was forced out, he had no intention of retreating, but instead aroused his fighting spirit. The wind was biting, the ice and snow fell suddenly, and the extreme cold current spread and covered everything in its path with solid ice. No corner was spared. , and for a moment actually confronted the Golden Saint, stabilizing the decline.

The breaths of the two saints competed with each other, and the void roared. It was like a river lapping the shore, the earth was shaking, and it was a scene of doomsday. The strong wind mixed with ice blue and gold blew the Penglai Wan Yue to stagger, and she looked at the still coiled figure. Layafari sitting on the ground.

The moment the Golden Saint sent Layafari away was the time for her to leave. Although she felt sorry for her, there was no use for her to stay here.

But now she wonders if she thought in the wrong direction and didn't foresee the danger. Doesn't it mean that Shi Liuli is coming? Maybe she and Rayafali managed to escape from danger under the cover of the Golden Saint?

"Come on......"

She couldn't help but purse her lips and call the girl's name in a low voice, but she no longer put all her hopes on it, but was ready to run away.

However, as if she heard her call, the next moment the golden world of light descended, and at some point she was already in a golden ocean, isolating everything.

Why bother?

The familiar atmosphere enveloped her, Penglai Wanyue was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed, her heart jumped with excitement, and she almost couldn't help but cheer on the spot.

The golden world of light descended, and both the golden saint and the young saint noticed it, but they ignored it.

The golden saint glanced casually and sighed.

It's finally here, but it's too late... Hey!This power is already close to that of a saint. It seems that even without this saint, it is guaranteed.

Of course, he could tell that the strength of this power was very close to that of a saint, and it could even be said that it was just a short step away. However, it still had no effect in the battle here. At most, it could protect Layafari. It was just a matter of safely escorting his successor out of the Falling Holy Abyss.

If the guess was correct, this should be the friend Penglai Wanyue mentioned who was traveling with her. Although she came a little late, it was good, at least there was hope.

"I'm here to hold him back, you guys hurry up -"

"Hey! A mere dead thing dares to touch my people!? Let's see if I don't kill you—!"

Before he could finish his words, an angry scolding came through the clouds, and then a supreme suppressive force suddenly descended, crushing the golden wind and dispersing it. The ice-blue light dimmed instantly, as if suffocating a piece of cake with one hand. As simple as a candlelight.

At the same time, the Golden Saint clearly felt that some changes had taken place in the world. It seemed that... it had become stronger?

He was stunned, even though he couldn't react to this drastic change of situation. Just now, he was only one step away from becoming a saint. How could he become so terrifying in the blink of an eye?

But before he could accept it, a strong sense of threat arose in his heart, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

"drink--!"

Shen shouted, and he didn't know how he appeared. A pair of golden wings that covered the sky suddenly stretched out from behind the golden saint. The deep black golden light with a golden texture made people's eyes unable to help but be attracted to it. These dark golden lights seemed to be alive, actively attached to them, gathered together, and were dazzling.

Just the light reflected by the golden wings made Penglai Wanyue's eyes hurt, and he couldn't look directly. He quickly covered it with a layer of Haoran's righteousness to protect it, which made it much better, but he didn't dare to look there anymore.

The terrifying aura spread as the wings stretched, the mountain peaks were about to collapse, and the wild artistic conception emerged from his body. Penglai Wanyue felt the blood in his body boiling for no reason, and immediately understood that it was the noble golden-winged roc. The divine beast's bloodline suppressed her own bloodline, making her unable to lift her head for a while.

This is not to say that the bloodline of the nine-tailed sky fox is not as good as the golden-winged roc, but that the level of Penglai Wanyue is still too low, which is why it creates pressure on the bloodline level, which will naturally be offset when it is equal or close to it. .

"Hoo-hoo-!"

The golden wings were fully unfolded, covering the sky and the sun. When the wings were fanned, the air was blown away like a storm, blowing away the clouds and mist, blowing up the golden winds, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to tear out space cracks, as if they were about to collapse at any time. It was terrifying. Extremely.

"Wow—!"

A huge golden-winged roc phantom enveloped the golden saint, and fluttered its wings into the sky, with its beak pointing upward. Its sound penetrated the cracked gold and stone, washing the space and making waves, as if it was about to crash into the sky. It was so powerful that it was worthy of the world. For the mythical beast that feeds on dragons!

"Eh-? The golden-winged roc! It's my first time seeing you, but that doesn't make me forgive you!"

A golden light fell from the sky, as fast as lightning. Although it was only as thick as an arm, it gave people the impression that it could kill all existence and be indestructible.

"Wait, wait!? - That's one of our own!"

After Penglai rolled up the moon, he realized and screamed out, but it was already too late.

The golden-winged roc and the golden light collided in the blink of an eye, bursting out with immeasurable light in an instant. Immediately, the golden-winged roc made a sharp chirp and fell down, but it flapped its wings and hovered again halfway down.

Penglai Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief. If the golden saint was completely destroyed physically and mentally by this blow, it would be a big mistake.

"Who is coming!?"

The golden-winged roc hovered high in the sky, its golden light shining like a moving sun, dragging long traces of light and cracks in the void.

"——My own people, my own people!"

Penglai Wanyue shouted quickly, letting the familiar petite figure appear in front of him in the next moment, with two bright eyes as deep and beautiful as the stars.

"Xiaoyue! Are you okay?"

The caring words warmed Penglai Wanyue's heart. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

Shi Liuli breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Layafali, then glanced around, and finally settled on the golden-winged roc.

"Did you just say that he was one of your own?"

"Well, Senior Golden is trying to give us a chance to escape."

"Is that the golden-winged roc?"

"Um......"

Shi Liuli squinted her eyes and looked at the golden-winged roc carefully. Her eyes were full of brilliant colors. This was really the first time she had seen the golden-winged roc. There were only one or two descriptions in some ancient books. Just now I thought it was a variant of the Golden-winged Dapeng, but I didn't expect it to be true.

The Golden Saint was also sizing up Shi Liuli, fearing that his fear value would be filled up.

who is it?He was confused in his heart. He had suffered a small loss in the previous confrontation. Although his strength was not as good as before because he had fallen, he was still at the saint level anyway. It would be such a result, which shocked and puzzled him.

"Senior, please accept your magical powers."

Penglai Wanyue greeted the Golden Saint, saying that the Golden Saint must have overpaid for his current strength. He was originally a remnant, but he could no longer withstand such a torment.

The golden saint hesitated for a moment, and then the shadow of the golden-winged roc disappeared and returned to human form, but it did not return to its previous skeleton appearance. Obviously, Shi Liuli was not completely at ease.

However, Shi Liuli had no intention of paying attention to him at this time, but looked at the young saint, the Hantian Saint.

"A dead person must look like a dead person, so why would you jump out and cause trouble in the world?"

She said calmly.

Gu Yuan, who was watching from a distance, heard Shi Liuli's words and suddenly felt his scalp numb. To say such disrespectful words to a saint was either crazy or arrogant, and Shi Liuli should belong to the latter.

He found that he had greatly misjudged Shi Liuli's strength before. He had originally thought that it was only an imperial rank, or at most a more powerful emperor rank. However, the scene where Shi Liuli shot down the Golden Saint just now overturned all his previous views. This was so vivid. He is a saint!

Oh my god, he was actually tied up by a saint!Is this an honor or misfortune?Speaking of which, he actually talked to the saint. Is this an opportunity that even the smoke from his ancestral grave would not have given him?

Gu Yuan's mood became extremely complicated at this moment, wandering among emotions such as joy, trembling, and excitement.

Send you relief

"I can be reborn..."

Saint Hantian murmured intermittently, seeming to be replying to Shi Liuli. It was worth pondering. It seemed to reveal his unwillingness to die like this. A generation of saints should not end up dying young, so he wanted to live a new life.

"Ugh--"

Shi Liuli suddenly sighed, which seemed meaningful, shook his head slightly and said:

"Your era has passed. You belong to the past. You should not carry on your past obsessions until today."

Her voice was long and distant, as if it came from far away in time and space.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Penglai Wanyue felt that there was a sense of vicissitudes in Shi Liuli's words, and she felt a little depressed after hearing this.

After hearing this, Saint Hantian's eyes actually flashed with light. Although it was only for a moment, it did happen. This proved that he had listened to Shi Liuli's words.

"Maybe... so..."

He actually answered Shi Liuli's words. Although it was only four short words and seemed hollow, he did answer Shi Liuli's words.

How unbelievable is this, that a person who has been dead for who knows how many years can still understand other people's words. It is obvious that the previous actions were caused by lingering obsessions. Everything was just a mechanically set action, but now He answered with a personal touch, which proved that Hantian Saint's consciousness may not have completely dissipated, somewhat similar to that of the Golden Saint.

But this does not mean that he is alive. This is just a trace of residue left after his death. Maybe it is possible for him to be resurrected, but this is infinitely close to impossible. How easy is it to bring him back to life?What a price she paid to bring Penglai Wanyue out of the gate of hell!Moreover, Hantian Saint is different from Penglai Wanyue. He is already dead. He has been dead for countless years. It would be even harder to resurrect him than to ascend to heaven. It is simply impractical.

Saint Hantian continued: "But... I am not willing to, that person... wants to fight him again..."

"That person?" Shi Liuli's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he shook his head, "You can't do it, even if you survive, you can't be killed by 'that person'. I think he is too far ahead of you. ,let it go."

"Huh? How can you tell - it's nothing..."

Penglai Wanyue asked subconsciously, but after realizing that now was not the time, she held it back, but Shi Liuli had already given her the answer.

"Did you see the bloody hole between his eyebrows? It was his soul that was nailed to death by the enemy. Moreover, there are no other wounds on his body, and his clothes are not damaged, so it is very possible -" Shi Liuli paused for a moment, and then continued firmly: "It's just a matter of a moment!"

"hiss--!"