Chapter 436

"FeiGuang, FeiGuang, please have a glass of wine..."

Vaguely, there is a singing sound in the ear.

"I don't know if the sky is high and the loess is thick..."

"Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, can we fry life..."

Li Shouyi stands on the high building of Luming villa, looking up at the sky.

"Li He's bitter day is short!" He thought.

And the rain on the top of the sky, under the moonlight, gradually changed color.

In the rain, the moonlight is interwoven, just like gold and silver threads.

The strips are like olives. They are numerous, straight and boundless.

"Emperor Liujiang!" Li Shouyi bowed the rain.

The rain is warm, like a treasure.

It's emperor Liujiang!

More than that!

He also saw that the sky trailing trail, straight down the northwest meteor, gradually illusory.

It keeps falling.

Slowly became countless streamers, falling to the northwest!

Li Shouyi knows the origin of emperor Liujiang.

It's from Kunlun mountain!

It's the torn Kunlun Mountain, a blessing to the world.

It is also the gift of the immortal who has been dead for countless years.

Streamer West, such as the east wind, night flowers, trees, blowing down the stars, such as rain.

Li Shouyi knows that just now, the world has gone back from the brink of destruction!

He eased his feet and floated to distant buildings.

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The drum beat reverberates in my ears.

Low singing, floating in the air.

"Eating bears makes you fat, eating frogs makes you thin..."

Inside and outside the hall, they are intact.

All the people in the ballroom were unharmed.

"Where is the God King? Is taiyian safe

Countless golden silk threads, like running water, follow the flow of singing.

It's like running water to the sea.

"In the east of the sky, there is a candle dragon under it."

The flowing golden silk is singing, winding, curling and coupling like life

So, in front of the public, there was a magnificent scene.

The sacred tree is whirling and independent.

The real dragon swims under the candle.

As if in front of my eyes, just like a mirage, reflecting the ancient times, the east of that day, under the Fusang tree in the extreme of the earth.

"I will cut off the Dragon feet and chew the dragon meat!"

All of a sudden, the voice of singing rises.

Like the morning bell and the evening drum, it shakes people's hearts.

It is also like a famous warning saying.

It makes people wake up to all kinds of mistakes in this life and all kinds of wrong things they have done.

One by one.

But it's vague and unpredictable!

"This is..." Some people finally wake up: "there is great power preaching and releasing for us!"

"This is a great chance!"

"Don't miss it!"

"Concentrate quickly, hold your breath, empty your mind!"

And by the time he spoke, almost everyone had already sat down with their knees crossed.

Even many ordinary people in the Luming hall feel that there is a heat wave in their bodies, and there seems to be a warm current rising in their meridians.

No matter how stupid they are, they understand.

One after another, they sit with their knees crossed, or they begin to meditate with their knees crossed unconsciously or intelligently, and guide these warm currents and heat waves.

Golden silk thread, swimming in the hall.

All kinds of magnificent pictures are vivid.

Michiko Chiba sat down with her knees crossed.

Around her body, several gold threads slowly fall down and soak into her skin.

Warm, like the spring breeze, blowing in my heart.

The heat is rolling.

Just for a moment, Michiko Chiba's momentum rose.

The next second, she has stepped into the realm of commander!

Break the border in a flash!

Michiko Chiba is very excited.

The singing by the ear is still going on.

"No return to the court, no ambush at night..."

"Naturally, the old don't die, and the young don't cry..."

"What is to swallow gold and white jade?"

In the hall, the sacred tree composed of gold thread has collapsed, and the dragon under the tree has been beheaded and dismembered.

Dragon's blood and dragon's flesh are dismembered one by one.

Then, these dragon blood and dragon meat, like a drizzle, wash everyone.

In the light of dragon's flesh and blood, everyone in the hall is changing miraculously.

Ordinary people are in the transcendence, and the transcendence gradually has a trace of sacred characteristics.

The most obvious is Michiko Chiba.

Fusang girl's forehead, a little pink mark, vividly emerged.The fox tail on her body, slowly fluffy.

Golden silk thread, constantly Qinru her skin.

Ear side, that sings the voice to drop gradually.

"Who is like Ren, riding a green donkey in the clouds?"

Michiko Chiba suddenly opened her eyes.

A pair of beautiful eyes, flowing color, the skin on the body has a faint fragrance like orchid like musk.

I'm afraid people will be shaken when they hear it!

Behind the tail, quietly shaking.

It's not foxtail at all!

At this moment, Michiko Chiba finally understood her own blood.

Ride yellow!

She's Cheng Huang's baby!

Now, I finally wake up the blood of countless generations.

This is from ancient blood!

"Liu Che's mausoleum is full of bones, Ying Zhengzi's coffin is full of abalone..."

The singing by my ears is finally empty.

The silk thread of the golden silk disappeared.

In the hall, there is no magic tree, no dragon, no feast!

But Michiko Chiba, who has heard the voice of singing?

"Master Ling!" She said excitedly in her heart: "it's linggongzi!"

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"Liu Che's mausoleum is full of bones, Ying Zhengzi's coffin is full of abalone!"

Li Shouyi falls into the parking lot in front of Luming hall.

The chanting and drumming in my ears gradually returned to nothingness.

The emperor who came down from the sky disappeared.

In the sky, only heavy rain, in the crash down.

Li Shouyi raised his head and looked at the sky without vision.

He knows

This time, the federal Empire owes that one a great favor!

This one emperor flows oar, cover whole emperor!

In the coming year, the number of extraordinary newborns in the imperial capital will surge!

Moreover, their talent will be very good!

Even

There are a lot of other talents.

Even today's imperial capital will benefit a lot.

After tonight, I'm afraid all kinds of natural resources and local treasures will appear everywhere in the imperial capital.

It's not easy to return such a big favor!

More importantly

Li Shouyi knew that the federal Empire would have more to ask for.

So

He stopped at the gate of the deer hall and did not move forward.

Even if he felt it, it was in the main hall of Luming hall in front of him.

There is the will of the gods, coming back!

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In Luming hall.

Michiko Chiba suddenly looked at the prince of Poland in the hall.

Her brows wrinkled tightly.

Soon, everyone noticed Ludwig.

Because, at this moment, the prince of Poland, has become extremely eccentric.

He prostrated on the ground and said nothing.

The whole body nests like a dog.

Limbs touch the ground, head dead low.

If that's all, maybe no one cares.

But the clothes on his body were torn a little.

There seems to be something coming out of the flesh and blood under the skin.

Silver moonlight, reflected from the skin.

The whole hall was white.

It's like frost.

"Your Highness..." A few of Ludwig's entourage came forward in a hurry to see.

"Sinner!" Ludwig's dead low head suddenly gave out a cold drink. He had no emotion, just like a machine, and said coldly: "don't profane my sacred body!"

His limbs, slowly twisted up.

Gradually, the limbs on both sides were slowly coupled together.

The wheel of silver glitters in front of people.

And the whole person of Ludwig, also in this moment, suddenly deformed.

It turned out to be a chariot haunting the silver moon.

Hundreds of sacred wings grow from the chariot. On the golden wings, there is a song of praise.

Countless eyes, golden eyes, grow from the front, back, left and right of the chariot.

"Mortals!" The innumerable eyes looked at all the people in the hall.

There is no emotion in the golden eyes.

"Kneel down!" The chariot roared, and the moon under the wheel stirred up countless auras.

"Kneel down before the Holy Ahari!"

"Kneel down to the supreme god!"

"Pray

"Lambs!"

"In front of you is..."

"The wheel of the Eternal Lord The wheel of the moon... ""Gatekeeper of heaven!"

Among the hundreds of golden wings, the hymn is singing.

"Our father in heaven May everyone respect your name as Holy... "

Latin, polish, French, Flemish

All kinds of language, praise together.

The awakening archangel, the wheel of the moon, the left eye of God.

He soared in the air.

Two wheels, rolling, golden wings, chants.

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Dong Dong Dong

The Cathedral of papacy, the bell on the bell tower, suddenly nobody rings.

The cardinals in service looked up at the Pope who was preaching.

God's shepherd in the world.

The old Pope, take up the Scriptures.

He said devoutly and fanatically, "praise! Lambs of the Lord

"Because the messenger of the Lord, the guardian of the third day, the left eye and wheel of the Lord, the messenger dragging the moon, has come!"

So he made a cross: "Lord! May your country come May your will be done on earth as it is in heaven... "

"Amen!"

All the priests prayed: "may your kingdom come May your will be done on earth as it is in heaven Amen

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White bone church.

Above the throne, the holy seraph is suspended in the air.

His vague and holy face is hidden in the Milky light.

Behind him, the door of heaven seems to be slowly opening.

The blazing light and the holy hymn are overflowing.

All the priests are on their knees.

Begin to pray.

"I know I'm a sinner and I need your forgiveness..."

In prayer, the king of angels raises his scepter.

In the scepter, the light is flowing like water.

He looked at a gem set on the scepter.

Gems from heaven.

The core of Ahari!

Through it, the king of angels saw the silver wheels rising in the air and the golden wings opening.

"Ahari Wake up? " He thought.

But

It doesn't seem to be in the plan.

He shouldn't wake up so fast

Because

He hasn't got the core yet!

Without a core

If there is no core, it means that he will fall.

Then, from his body, there will be the birth of heresy!

At the thought of heresy, the king of angels suddenly became uneasy.

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Ling Ping'an looks at those who are infatuated with their music.

It suddenly occurred to him.

"I remember I promised Michiko Chiba... "

"I seem to have wasted a lot of time here..."

"Look for Qianye sauce!"

As a result, his whole body disappeared like a phantom.

The next moment, people will appear in a magnificent hall.

Looking forward, he saw a shining silver chariot, full of future science fiction flavor, but extremely retro, floating in the middle of the hall.

One golden eye came out of the car.

Inside the chariot, there seems to be a mechanical voice saying coldly.

"Mortals!"

"Kneel down!"

"Kneel down before the Holy Ahari!"

"Kneel down to the supreme god!"

"Pray

"Lambs!"

"In front of you is the wheel of the Eternal Lord, the wheel of the moon..."

"Gatekeeper of heaven!"

The wheels are rolling and the momentum is fierce.

Ling Ping'an frowned.

"On your knees?" He wondered, "who are you going to tell to kneel down?"

"Supreme?"

"Who approved you to use such a word?"

"Supreme..." "It's a word that only I can use," he said with a slight twitch from the corner of his mouth

His instinctive feeling, in front of him, is to hit him in the face with "supremacy"!

It's lying in public!

After all, one ant in the nest said he was strong and invincible.

The ants are trembling.

But human beings will only laugh when they hear it!

Have you ever hit one of my hairs?

Come on, I'll use a nail cap to compete with you!

That's how he feels right now.So he narrowed his eyes.

"Well..." He looked at the suspended chariot and suddenly laughed, "what did I think it was?"

"It turned out to be a poor creature..."

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Archangel, the wheel of the moon, Ahari is suspended in mid air.

It's so powerful that people can't lift their heads.

All the people felt the palpitation, and they could not help the thought of worshiping, kneeling and repenting.

It's an instinctive impulse.

It's a shudder in the face of the superior.

Impulses written in genes and engraved in the soul.

At this moment, a sneer came from a corner.

"What did I think it was?"

The man in the mask came out of the shadow.

He commented and mocked casually: "it turned out to be a poor creature!"

Before the wheel of the moon, in front of the reviving archangel, this man is relaxed and has no pressure.

He regarded the angel as nothing!

"What are you talking about?"

In the wheel, the divine power rolls!

Within the hundreds of wings, countless rebukes rolled in.

"Kneel down!"

"Kneel down!"

"Kneel down!"

But the man didn't seem to hear it. He twisted his neck at will.

"I said..." He walked slowly forward and reached out.

The hand of an ordinary adult man as white as jade.

It's mediocre, it's not powerful.

But when he reaches out.

But it blocks the sky and the sun.

That majestic, invincible angel, like a helpless firefly, was lightly held by this hand.

Yes!

In everyone's eyes, a man wearing a mask just gently reaches out his hand.

There's no change in that hand, no power.

It's just like a journey to the West in which the Buddha opens his hand.

In the eyes of all people, the angel in suspension was held lightly by this hand.

The original majestic Angel became a small toy with wheels in his hand.

"All said You are a poor creature "You don't believe it!" the man under the mask chuckled

With a flick of his hand, the silver chariot in his palm was thrown out and fell to the floor.

The chariot was smashed.

Gold parts are scattered.

Gears and rivets, clattering on the floor rolling.

"What's the matter?" People are shocked.

"Angel It's a bunch of parts... "

"A machine?"

"The machine of the cross!"

This fact is hard for people to recover.

But when you think about it, it seems understandable.

Angels, in the legend of the cross, are material, not pure spiritual.

The most important thing is Their names.

An angel.

The wheel of God, the eye of God.

This in itself implies their status.

It's a tool, it's a machine.

Just like cars, airplanes, ships, surveillance and satellites invented by human beings

However, the man with the mask, but laughed.

He jokingly asked the scattered parts: "Hello! Now you know I'm right, don't you

"You poor wretch!"

People look at the scattered parts.

These parts, under people's eyes, slowly dissolve and turn into silver jelly like things.

Then, these things slowly wriggle, slowly put together.

Finally, a silver figure appeared in front of people.

He looked around blankly.

Then he lowered his head and looked at his body.

A bull's horn came out of his forehead.

The blue beard grew from his chin.

His face grew old.

Then he knelt down.

Kneel down to the man in the mask.

"Son of the storm Guardian of the moon and time The protector of quanur... "

"Nana salutes you

"Thank you for freeing me from eternal bondage and bondage!"

"Nanna!" Li Gong Aiko seems to have thought of something.

"The moon god of Sumeria, the God of prophecy?"

"The son of enril, the God of storm, and the father of utu and negal?"The silver old man listened with shame.

"That was a long time ago..."

"I can't imagine that there are still people in the world who remember me..."

Then he laughed bitterly.

And everyone was shocked!

How can Ahari, the crucifixion angel of the moon, be the moon god of Sumer?

What the hell is going on?

But

In the heart of a man of high rank like Aiko in the ritual palace.

They were vague, if they knew.

"Myth invasion..."

"Myth covers..."

"Is that the truth?"

"The truth behind this is so cruel!"

The defeated are not only dead.

It's also made into utensils.

It's like ancient human tribes, dealing with the defeated.

The body of the loser is made into a wine vessel.

With eternal humiliation, enslavement and torture.

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