The light of the white building in the mountain of the sacred mountain was absorbed by the phantom behind the statue of the cross. Many lights were densely packed, as if they were moths flying into the phantom.

The prayer still echoed in this world, and the common people who never believed in the Lord from this place also prayed unconsciously. It was not for themselves, it was for the Lord.

There is still rain of flowers above the nine heavens, all of which are condensed into entities from energy.

The shadow on the statue of the cross was solid, and people finally saw him clearly. He was wearing a white robe, barefoot, his hands were naturally drooping, his long white hair was full of holiness, and his face was merciful, as if he was the Lord who saved the world.

"I dedicate my soul and flesh to my Lord," the sound of prayers and blessings rolled between heaven and earth, with more and more light spots becoming more and more pure. The prayers were depressed, as if they were aging in their teens.

"Oh," At this moment, a heavy sigh suddenly sounded between the sky and the earth, stirring countless winds and clouds. The sound was filled with a kind of compassion for the heavens and the people. The slowly condensed figure on the cross opened his eyes.

His eyes were as calm as water, as if they could tolerate everything, just like the father of all living beings.

"I wish my children good health and happiness. All my wishes come true. I will lead my children to light and drive away darkness." The Lord looked at all living beings with calm eyes, with compassion and determination in his eyes. His voice seemed to move the rules of heaven and earth, and bursts of energy poured down from the void, covering everyone.

Those people seemed to have taken tonics, their energy and spirit have improved a lot, and even their cultivation has improved. Each person emits a pure holy light with a pious look on his face.

"Ahhh," several screams came out, and in the crowd, blue smoke emerged from more than a dozen church members in black robes, as if they had spontaneously burned. Blood shadows escaped from their bodies, but under the pure holy light, they still melted like ice and snow.

"I represent light, to drive away darkness, and to save the world on behalf of light," said the Lord's eyes calmly, and there was a magic power in his voice.

"My Lord represents light and drives away darkness, and my Lord represents light to save the world," all believers of the Holy Church followed the thoughts, and the voices of the Lord and the believers were clearly visible.

The void suddenly twisted, and the vast light poured down like a river, condensed into white light wings and twelve pairs of white light wings.

In the statue of the cross, a white light rushed out from the heart. At this time, a crystal emitting infinite white light contained a huge amount of energy.

This crystal suddenly entered the Lord's heart part. His solid body was exactly the same as the real person. Twelve pairs of white light wings turned into a stream of light and entered the Lord's body.

A huge white light burst out from the main body, rushing straight to Haoyu, tearing the space apart.

"I, the great Lord, eliminate all diseases, hardship, sorrow, decay, decay, depravity,,,,,"

"Lord, you haven't seen each other for thousands of years. You still love to pretend to be a god or a charlatan. What kind of thing is that you are covered with more blood in your hands than anyone else." This was a huge voice sounded in the world. The next moment, a figure stood a kilometer away from the opposite side of the Lord. The purple electric flower on this person's body shone, as if it represents the referee and sentenced to all guilty people.

"Thunder God? Didn't you expect you to be still there?" Two holy lights burst out from the Lord's eyes and pierced through the air and dropped on the purple-haired man.

"Of course I'm still there, I didn't expect it! You have worked hard to plan for so long and have sent me, the chief referee and so many people to hell. In the end, they were plotted and broken by someone's body, leaving only a divine thought." The man said, with endless hatred and ridicule in his voice.

"Everything that time was long, and I never thought of fighting with you. You were going to stop me. Now you have become the same as me? You have used the power of sentient beings to nourish your divine baby, and your body is so good." The Lord said calmly.

"Don't classify me and you as one. We are different. What I hate the most is your fake compassionate appearance. Your hands are covered with blood, but you still represent light? You are the source of sin." The man said.

"Thank you for not stopping me just now."

"Can I stop you? For a sinister villain like you, can't even consider this? We both have a fight sooner or later."

The Lord was silent and said for a long time, "What do you need me to do."

"I am a person who likes to play conspiracy trajectory. I am really smart. When I go to the East with me, I want a reincarnation stone." The man said.

"Reincarnation Stone? Do you want to build a Reincarnation Platform to open up that place? You are crazy, I won't accompany you to go crazy." Hearing the man's words, he was always as calm as water, as if the Lord, who was sentient beings loving his father, screamed, which made many believers feel a little confused.

As if he had noticed his own loss of composure, the Lord quickly recovered and looked calm.

"You shot them all in back then. I want to summon their heroic spirits, otherwise I would have kept a hand, and I don't know what it looks like now!"

"I can't accompany you. Once the crack is opened in that place, those things may make a comeback. Although my sins are a river, I will never let those things come out. You must understand how much harm those things will cause once they come out." The Lord stared at the man seriously and said.

"In a word, will you go?"

"If you don't go, I won't be crazy with you."

"You have spent tens of thousands of years to condense the heart of the angel. You must not want it to break again!" A crazy light burst out in the eyes of the man who was shining with purple light.

"You are such a lunatic. Is it worth it for them?" said the Lord very depressed.

"They are loyal to me, but in the end they are not them. I am dead. I must let them return. I have seen through it over the years. I would rather let me betray the people of the world than let the people of the world bear me." The man said firmly.

"Our strength has not yet recovered, and it is not enough to see at all." said the Lord.

"You have the heart of an angel and the twelve pairs of light wings. No one knows how far you have recovered. Besides, they can't get rid of themselves now. I just want a reincarnation stone!" said the man.

"They can't get rid of themselves? I smelled the familiar smell. It seems that they are coming back, okay! I'll accompany you, seven days later." The Lord said helplessly.

"A word is certain, unless you want to wait tens of thousands of years." The man snorted coldly and took a step forward. The space rippled slightly and his whole body disappeared.

The Lord's eyes looked into the distance, and there was a light flashing in his eyes, and he didn't know what to think about.

After a long time, he sighed slightly, and looked compassionate and loving, and a calm voice sounded in this space. "I represent the light to give my children health, wealth, rights,,,"

Above the Moon Palace, the moon god in white clothes stood quietly, with moonlight flowing in his eyes and his willow eyebrows slightly frowning, as if he was thinking about something, but he couldn't remember it.

"What happened before? Jehovah, the name is so familiar." The Moon God said to himself, his eyes as if he had seen through the space.

"Forget it, I will always remember it." Moon God sighed slightly, then turned around and walked back to a palace.
Chapter completed!