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Chapter 1161 God's Blessing

Holy Court.

The entire Holy Court army was wiped out, and they quickly received the news. After all, no one could be contacted. There was no other possibility except an accident.

In addition, the battle lasted for some time. It is normal for someone to spread the news.

The entire Holy Court was silent for a while. This time, in order to deal with the Eastern Immortal Cultivation World, they deployed 80% of their strength.

With a full 80% of their strength, the whole army was now completely wiped out. Such a loss was somewhat unbearable for them.

"What's wrong with you all? You all have droopy faces. Did your wife run away with someone else?"

An old-fashioned yet childish voice came in, and then a little girl with long blond hair and an oriental face appeared.

The biggest difference from others is that she has a pair of white wings, which are legendary wings that only angels have.

She is none other than the child of Li Feng and Yang Yuxin. In the past few years, she has grown up a lot and is no longer the naughty child.

"Meet the Saint!"

Everyone hurriedly paid homage, even the Pope had to pay homage, because this was not an ordinary saint, but a disciple of the gods.

In the past, the Pope was the largest in the Holy Court.

But now in the Holy Court, the Saint is the biggest.

"Everyone, get up. You are all so old and you are worshiping me every day. I think you want to shorten my life so that I can die early and then you can continue to control the power."

The saint shouted, she stepped forward and grabbed a handful of the beard of the commander of the Judgment Legion, clicked it, and cut it off.

"I told you three days ago to take care of your beard, so you ignored my words, didn't you?"

The beautiful woman scolded her, looking a bit like a spoiled child, and she also felt like a brat.

Anyway, no one can do anything about her, and it's a huge headache.

Now they only feel that this is not a saint, she is simply a little witch. If she was not a disciple of the gods, she would have been kicked out of the Holy Court and deprived of her title of saint.

"I've had a beard for twenty years."

The commander of the Judgment Corps was about to cry but had to put on a smile. Facing this little ancestor, he really couldn't afford to offend him.

"Your Highness the Saint, this time we invaded the Eastern Immortal Realm, our Holy Court army was completely wiped out. Not one of us came back. We lost 80% of our strength."

"Please also ask Her Majesty the Saint to communicate with the gods and ask for blessings from the gods to enhance our strength."

The pope immediately began to plead, hoping that if he could receive God's blessing, his strength would skyrocket in an instant.

Although it is counterproductive, it is enough to be able to rise to the level of a bishop, an archbishop, or even a red archbishop, regardless of whether there are any side effects.

If it were another saint, if she communicated with the gods once, she would sacrifice her soul and the fragrance would disappear.

But little angels are different. This situation will not happen. They can communicate with the gods without restrictions, and as the disciples of the gods, every request will be approved by the gods.

"I said you were really useless, but your entire army was wiped out. It's really a disgrace to the gods."

"They have all been wiped out. How can you still be alive? Why don't you follow them to meet the gods?"

The little angel asked very innocently, but this innocent look looked like a little devil in their eyes.

The Pope and the others were on the verge of tears. Facing such a little ancestor, they really had nothing to do.

They can only try their best to maintain a good attitude, otherwise they will probably lose many years of their lives if they live with such a little devil.

"You have to worship this birdman again, right?"

The little angel said, looking at the huge angel statue in front of her.

The Pope and others want to strangle the little angel to death. This is really disrespectful.

This is their great god, who has become the bird-man in the little angel's mouth. Don't you know that she is also a bird-man?

No, not Birdman.

She is an angel, destined to ascend to the divine realm and become a god in the future.

"Your Highness the Saint, this is not a birdman, but the God of Light, your mentor."

The Pope reminded them that they must be respected, otherwise the gods would be angry, and they would be abandoned by the God of Light.

"knew."

The little angel said impatiently that he did not recognize his identity at all, because among everyone, she was the only one who was different.

If he hadn't been stopped, he would have chopped off his wings with his own hands.

"Your Highness the Saint, wait a moment. I will gather the army now and ask them to come and receive the blessings from the gods."

The Pope said quickly, and then quickly took action.

There are several legions in the Holy Court, including the Legion of Crusaders, the Legion of Judgment, the Legion of Ascetics, and the Legion of Light.

Nothing happened to the captains, but all the deputy captains were dead. They immediately summoned their subordinates who were still training and told them to stop training and quickly accept the blessings of the gods.

Although the little angel is smart, she does not know the truth of the matter. She does not know that the Holy Court is completely using her. She does not know that her biological mother is imprisoned in the dungeon, and she does not know that her biological father is the Holy Court who wants to deal with her.

people.

After they gathered the army, he immediately began to communicate with the gods.

Immediately, a golden light appeared in the sky above the Holy Court, and the angel statue in front of him suddenly came to life.

"My lovely little angel, you have something to ask me for again this time."

The angel statue spoke. This is an incredible ability. It is very likely that it is really a god living in a certain dimension.

"It's not that I have trouble with you, but that they always have trouble with you. This time the Holy Court has been completely wiped out. Please bless them and increase their strength."

The little angel said, pointing his little finger at the Pope and the others.

The Pope and others immediately became nervous and lowered their heads one by one, fearing that the gods would blame them and punish them directly.

"Forgive me, God. I don't know what hidden power there is in the Eastern Immortal World. We suffered heavy losses this time."

The pope knelt on the ground and bowed to the ground in worship.

"Okay, my little angel, then I will bless them."

God dotes on little angels very much, otherwise with her temper, she might really abandon them.

This god seems to be not a man, but a woman, and she is also a very beautiful woman.

Under her control, golden rays of light merged into the army outside.

Each of these people was as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and their strength immediately began to skyrocket.

"This time, raise your strength to the level of the Dharma God and the Martial God. It's best not to disappoint me again."

The god said that the Dharma God and Martial God she was talking about was the realm of becoming gods.

She was actually able to overthrow a person's strength and elevate a person's strength to this level. As gods, their strength is simply unimaginable.

Hearing this, the leaders of the major legions had to be envious and jealous, because they were all only at the Nascent Soul realm. However, some of these people were about to be promoted to Dharma Gods and Martial Gods. How could they not be envious.

In this case, these group leaders will have to step down and make way for others.

Even their Pope may not be able to maintain his position.


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