These Western warriors are all members of the Holy See's secret department, the Guangming Hall.
He is also Athena's loyal subordinate.
Eight people, all five-star experts.
This configuration is very luxurious.
In the past, it would have been enough to sweep through any power in the world.
But now, the world is in turmoil, and the world has become different.
Guangmingtang also began to keep a low profile.
A group of ten people came to the ancestral hall.
Athena frowned and said, "Are you really sure that the road to heaven is here?"
The current Xinchenjia Village is almost two hundred kilometers away from the original location, which is indeed a bit far.
Besides, why would Chen Yiming be willing to give up such an important place?
She couldn't figure it out.
Kogujiro said: "I don't know about that, and Chen Yingming doesn't completely believe me. There are some secrets that only he knows."
Athena said calmly: "Anyway, he is dead, and I can't verify what I say to you now."
"However, if you lie to me, you have to think about the consequences yourself."
Kogujiro said: "Don't worry, since we choose to cooperate, we will definitely be honest with each other."
"If it weren't for the support of the Holy See, how could we, the awakened ones, develop so quickly!"
The cooperative relationship between the two parties has actually been going on for a long time.
Little Inujiro knew very well how terrifying Guangmingtang was, and he really didn't dare to play any tricks.
Athena's glorious deeds are countless.
Her reputation has always been spread among high-level officials.
Countless strong men died at her hands.
"No. 1, No. 5, No. 7, No. 8, the four of you are on guard. Any creature that approaches will be shot without mercy."
When Athena gives orders, don't be imposing.
It's hard to think of her as a woman.
Four men in black suits responded in unison.
They showed five-star strength and quickly dispersed like four ghosts in the night.
Inujiro looked at the village in surprise, feeling secretly shocked.
"The Holy Spirit Realm of Guangming Hall is truly well-deserved!"
He was envious.
As the law enforcers of the Holy See, Guangmingtang has been strictly screened since they were young, and they can be said to be one of ten thousand.
Everyone is practicing the "Holy Spirit Technique" unique to Guangmingtang. After becoming a five-star, even the fields can be combined.
The domain of the four people enveloped the entire Chenjia Village.
Even if a flying bird breaks in, they can sense it immediately.
Athena looked at the little dog Jiro: "Lead the way."
Although Inujiro was a little unhappy, he had no choice but to do as he was told.
His status as a priest of the Rebirth Organization was of no use in front of Athena.
After the ancestral hall was removed, the place seemed to become even more eerie.
Even if everyone has a five-star cultivation level, they can't help but feel chills standing on end at this moment, as their aura vibrates and summons a golden body to possess them.
Athena frowned: "There is so much resentment here and so many people have died. How can there be a road to heaven?"
Xiao Quanjiro said: "That's what Chen Mingming said indeed, this place can lead to heaven."
He also murmured in his heart, could Chen Yiming be lying?
Soon, everyone came to the depths of the cave.
Kogujiro shouted: "Your Highness the Saint, do you think there is a teleportation array leading to heaven?"
Athena also showed a hint of joy in her eyes and said: "It may not be the road to heaven, but it is definitely extraordinary."
She has been following in the footsteps of the Pope and looking forward to meeting this spiritual mentor.
Countless times, in what seemed like a dream but not a dream, the kind Pope taught her earnestly.
Her ability to achieve such achievements at such a young age is inseparable from this fantastic experience.
Everyone in the world thought that the Pope had been missing for thirty years, but Athena didn't think so.
She wants to find the Pope and plead with him to lead mankind through this catastrophe.
Can this large ancient formation in front of her give her hope?
Several people began surveying and researching.
In Chenjia Village, Ren Kuang eats and drinks to his heart's content.
Chen Desen did not hide anything from him this time and answered all questions.
This made Ren Kuang become very interested in Zhu Tian, the last generation of witch doctors.
According to the records of Chenjiacun, this person does not look like a witch doctor at all.
He is kind, kind and has noble moral character.
Sweeping the floor without harming the lives of ants can be called a saint.
Moreover, it is omnipotent in astronomy, geography, and alchemy.
It can be said that all the wealth in Chenjiacun was left behind by him.
Sheji Diagram, Biluo Shenzhen, Immortal Vine, Formation Secret Book, etc.
Such a saint is simply two different creatures from the witch doctor Ren Kuang knew.
Zhutian, why do you do this?
He even left accurate predictions.
This made Ren Kuang a little uncertain about his identity.
Judging from various signs, this person is very much like the bloodline of the Holy Temple.
But the many backup plans he left behind seemed to be for the good of Long Country.
There is too little paper information about Xuanjimen in Chenjiacun.
After all, when Xuanjimen retreated, almost everything was destroyed.
Even the slaves plan to kill them all, so naturally they won't leave anything good for them.
What makes Ren Kuang extremely puzzled is why they want to build a sacrificial array?
Don't they know the dangers of the formation?
Or is it that the formation is actually multi-functional?
In addition to communicating with the temple and offering sacrifices in exchange for energy, are there any other uses?
Ren Kuang immediately decided that after dawn, he must go and study it carefully.
After all, the last time I collected spiritual flowers, I just passed by in a hurry.
Although there was a carnival in Chenjiacun, there were still people on guard.
Their vigilance now is unprecedented.
Lin Yan kept eavesdropping with her ears pricked up.
Unfortunately, the elders are not stupid either. When everyone was chatting, they emitted spiritual power intentionally or unintentionally, disrupting the surrounding force field, and no sound was heard at all.
After understanding the information about Xuanji Sect with the elders, Ren Kuang focused on Hurha.
Although Hurha looks a little foolish and foolish, Ren Kuang doesn't think so.
This person must have some important information.
Very special too.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Blood River to summon companions and summon a stranger.
And it’s an antique that’s thousands of years old.
This makes absolutely no sense.
Hurha was sitting quietly eating meat.
His expression was calm, as if he had been forgotten.
Although the people in Chenjiacun didn't cause any trouble for Ren Kuang's sake, no one wanted to get close to him.
Especially the relatives and friends of the owner of his body.
The look he looked at was extremely complicated.
If it were ordinary people, they probably wouldn't be able to stand it long ago.
But Hurha was completely unaware of this.
He was sitting alone in the corner, his eyes a little confused.
Not far from him, No. 8 was sitting quietly.
These two people complemented each other so well, leaving Ren Kuang speechless.
Seeing Ren Kuang approaching, he quickly stood up and saluted.
Number 8, on the other hand, stood up directly and stood beside Ren Kuang, once again fulfilling his duties as a personal bodyguard.
No. 8 had the power of Ren Kuang's faith to help him recover, and he took two more blood pills. Although he had not fully recovered, he was already able to move freely.
Ren Kuang even wondered if he was specially monitoring Hurha.
After all, Hurha's origins are too weird and he has not yet fully won everyone's trust.
Ren Kuang greeted the two of them to sit down.
"No. 8, don't be so nervous. Hurha will not pose any threat to me."
Seeing that No. 8 was still vigilant, Ren Kuang couldn't help but smile.
Hulha's original soul was split and given to Ren Kuang, and life and death were all under Ren Kuang's control.
It would be too easy for Ren Kuang to want him to die.
If an order is given to him to self-destruct, he must self-destruct.
No. 8 said nothing, and still stood stubbornly, motionless.
Hulha, on the other hand, saw a hint of fanaticism in his eyes when he saw Ren Kuang.
"Young Master, do you have anything to do with me?"
Ren Kuangdao: "I'm just curious about your experience. Can you tell me about it?"
Secrets related to the battlefield between gods and demons will be protected by heaven, and no one dares to leak them.
Even if Hulha wanted to say it, she couldn't.
What Ren Kuang wants to know is Hurha's own experience.
Hurha said: "Young Master, you also know the rules of the battlefield between gods and demons. There are some things that I want to tell you, but I can't."
Ren Kuangdao: "I know, just say what you can."
"Are you really from eight thousand years ago?"
Hurha took a deep breath and seemed unable to accept this fact.
"If Blood River and the others didn't lie, they should be."
"But in my mind, it was only ten years ago that I saw the Holy King leave."
Ren Kuang's heart was moved and he said: "You know Ba Dao, is it possible that Hong Batian was also a person from eight thousand years ago?"
Hurha said: "Hong Batian is the most powerful man. He founded Batian Academy and is famous all over the world. Of course I know that."
Ren Kuang gasped.
"Do you know where Hong Batian went in the end?"
Ren Kuang asked curiously.
The sword is exposed on the underground Great Wall. Where can Hong Batian go?
Ren Kuang actually already had the answer in his heart.
Hurha said: "The Holy King, the Soul-Suppressing Lord, Hong Batian, the Demon Lord, the God of Death and others have all gone to Zhantian."
"It's been ten years since they left and there has been no news from them."
"I don't know where they ended up."
When Hulha talked about these people, there was some sadness in his eyes.
If they had only disappeared for a hundred or even a thousand years, he would not think that these powerful people had been annihilated.
But, it’s been eight thousand years!
It has been eight thousand years since the battle between the strongest men to open the sky!
As for their life and death, it is still a mystery.
The ending is known without even thinking about it.
Ren Kuangdao: "What does Zhan Tian mean?"
Hurha was startled: "Young Master, don't you know?"
Ren Kuang said angrily: "Of course I don't know."
Hurha sneered and said, "I'm sorry, this matter is too long ago for you."
He said slowly, leaving Ren Kuang and No. 8 dumbfounded.
The Holy King, the Demon King, the God of Death, Hong Batian, the Soul-Suppressing Master and others are the first batch of powerful people to break through the seven-star realm of the gods.
At this point, they not only completely refined the Death Clock and were no longer controlled by the rules of heaven and earth, but also gained extremely powerful power.
Move mountains and fill seas, everything is possible.
Their exploration of this world has also reached its extreme.
Because of the battlefield between gods and demons, these powerful people have always felt that there is an invisible hand behind the scenes, controlling everyone's destiny.
They decided to find the mastermind behind this so that all living beings in the world could be freed from fighting each other.
Someone brought news that there was a heaven beyond the sky, and it was called the Holy Temple.
This is a real fairyland, with rich spiritual energy. One breath is comparable to a day of cultivation in the lower world.
All kinds of treasures are piled up like mountains, everything you need is available.
There are also various magical secrets, any one of which is a treasure that surpasses any sect.
It's simply a monk's paradise.
However, there is a layer of sky, but it is blocked in the middle.
The Battle of Kaitian is a battle where the most powerful people in the world try to break through this talent.
It is said that in that battle, countless powerful men rose into the sky.
Their enemy is no longer the opponent on the battlefield of gods and demons, but the sky!
After a loud bang, the entire battlefield of gods and demons was in turmoil.
The sky seemed to have collapsed.
All living creatures trembled.
The invisible energy storm lasted for three years.
Three years later, everything returned to normal.
But the strongest ones disappeared collectively.
After that, the war between gods and demons continued.
The peace agreement between the two parties was invalidated, and they still regarded each other as the antidote.
The Ice Queen disappeared during that shock.
Ren Kuang has some understanding of this.
According to legend, in ancient times, a violent shock occurred in the battlefield between gods and demons.
Many powerful people from other worlds were actually thrown onto the earth.
The Snow Queen is one of them.
Her existence is indeed long enough.
Ren Kuang asked curiously: "Is there really a temple outside the sky?"
Hurha said: "There should be, otherwise, it would be impossible for the strongest to unite and open the sky together."
Ren Kuang's heart moved: "Do you know what powerful people on this side of the earth are involved?"
Hurha said: "I don't know much about the powerful people here, but I once heard the Holy King say that the leader seems to be called Sanqing Liuyu, and there are nine powerful people in total."
Ren Kuang was startled: "Three Pure Ones and Six Imperial Guards? Could it be the group of gods in the legend of the Dragon Kingdom?"
Hurha said: "I don't know that."
"Actually, in the temple, the Holy King and the God of Death are also gods in the eyes of ordinary monks."
Almost everyone in the Dragon Kingdom has heard of the Three Pure Ones and Six Imperial Guards.
They appear in various myths and legends.
Now it seems that it may not have come out of nowhere.
In the long war between the two worlds, they once led an era and created immortal prestige that will be passed down to future generations.
According to what Hulha said, since the last battle of Kaitian, there has never been a strong person in the two realms.
The entire monk world seemed to have been cut off out of thin air, and its strength was not as strong as before.
The only good thing is that both sides lost the nine most powerful men, so it has no impact on the overall situation.
Otherwise, a war of genocide will occur.
There is indeed a big problem with Hulha's memory.
He only remembered that he crashed into a stone tablet and died during the battle.
It seems that my brain was indeed damaged.
Ren Kuang knew a little more about these ancient figures.
But there is still no clue as to why Hurha appears here strangely.
He wondered in his mind whether the so-called heaven mentioned by the pope could be the temple that the most powerful people yearned for.
Is it possible that the Pope is not a five-star, but the most powerful person?
How is this possible?
Confused, Ren Kuang was no longer in the mood to enjoy the party.
Without his spiritual suggestion, the older girls and younger wives finally found the opportunity to come over.
Everyone offered toasts, but he was too embarrassed to refuse.
Unknowingly, he had drunk a lot of fruit wine and felt a little dizzy.
He is still a young man after all.
With No. 8 guarding me again, I gradually opened my heart.
It's rare to get drunk in life.
Ren Kuang doesn't mind getting drunk occasionally to relax himself.
In the end, he was a little confused as to how he got back to his room.
But fortunately, he still retained the last bit of sanity, which was to let No. 8 take him back to his room instead of being kidnapped by a group of older girls.
Drowsily, he felt as if there was an extra person on his bed.
A very familiar light fragrance.
It’s Chen Qing!
Ren Kuang smiled knowingly.
This little girl, haven’t you had enough conditioning this afternoon?
He was actually waiting for me in advance.
Ren Kuang was not polite, he immediately took off his clothes, slipped in, and hugged his hot body from behind.
Chen Qing seemed to have drank a lot, and her body was still filled with the scent of fruit wine.
What made Ren Kuang's blood swell even more was that Chen Qing was as smooth as mutton fat and jade, and was slippery.
The back is gracefully curved, like an artist's masterpiece.