Chapter 600 God said, “Let there be light!”

"My god, where will the future of Wuhun Palace be?"

"My God, the Spirit Hall is lonely, and the imperial nobles want to control the number of awakened spirits."

"Oh my God. I killed people. I killed many, many people. They were all people who supported the abolition of Wuhun Awakening. Am I guilty?"

"My god, the high priest, is dead. He was killed by me. He was willing to die to protect me. I shouldn't have killed anyone. I am guilty."

In a gentle, flawless white light, Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes. He subconsciously glanced at his hands, and then he looked down at the Angel Temple. The man knelt in front of him, holding a hand in his arms. A young man in white clothes is crying with his head bowed over an old corpse stained with blood.

"." Qian Daoliu stared at the young man in white for a long time, then looked at his hands and found that he was standing directly above the Angel Temple, surrounded by magnificent auspicious clouds and beasts, and on the left and right were sharp swords that judge evil and protect all living beings. In this scene, Qian Daoliu, who has been an angel high priest for a lifetime, naturally understands where this position is. The angel statue.

However, this was the first time for him to stand in this position, overlooking the entire Angel Temple and the young man below holding the body of the Angel High Priest and crying, his tears and blood staining the white clothes.

He stood on the altar, looking down at the young man in white below.

He seemed to be able to feel the confusion and sadness from the other party's heart, which was a kind of helplessness that he could relate to.

He also seemed to be able to feel the other person's body temperature, as well as the stiffness and coldness of the corpse in the other person's arms.

He seemed to be able to feel the helplessness in the other person's tears, just like a child who had done something wrong. However, no one could teach this child a lesson, because the person who taught him had been killed by his impulse.

This is a turbulent era when the faith in angels is at its weakest. The Wuhun Temple is at a disadvantage in the face of the combined strength of various sects. The peace and prosperity of the empire and the soul master aristocrats, who have been in peace for a long time, try to seize the power of the Wuhun Temple, which symbolizes the order of angels. Take away the ownership of this continent and shape it into what they like.

"My god...am I guilty?" Under the angel statue, the young man with golden eyes filled with bloodshot eyes and broken starlight slowly raised his head. The face that was familiar to Qian Daoliu was covered with broken tears.

Qian Daoliu lowered his head and looked at the young man with broken eyes. He remembered this child. He was not a very talented child in the Angel family. But God is merciful.

In silence, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but close his eyes. The memories of the past suddenly came to his mind, and a drop of golden divine tears slowly fell from the corner of his eyes.

He grieves for him.

He felt sorry for him.

He wept for him.

But now, He no longer exists.

The golden divine tears traced a faint tear trail on Qian Daoliu's face, and then fell just below the young man who looked up at him. In the eyes of the young man with extremely broken eyes, there was like a drop of golden ink, with a snap, drop. Falling on the scroll in the young man's eyes, a gorgeous golden flower bloomed.

In an instant, countless pure white lights flooded the Angel Temple. They were like warm palms, soothing the young man's sad heart and wiping away the tears on his face.

The gentle white light awakened Qian Daoliu, who had closed his eyes. He opened his golden eyes, and the golden halo in his eyes was like a gorgeous and hot flower. He looked at the young man wrapped in white light, and he knew This scene.

This is called

Angel God Test.

Gods love their children

The young man got into a big trouble. He was passionate and righteous and killed many people.

However, the angel family, which was still prosperous at that time, chose to protect him. The angel high priest chose to protect him.

Now,

The god of angels also chose to protect him

They are all protecting.

Justice in this young man's heart!

"Oh my god. Another person died."

In a daze, the young man in front of Qian Daoliu was older and more stable. Qian Daoliu looked down at the young man beneath him. He understood that at this moment, the Angel Family was about to be disbanded.

"In order to protect the bloodline of angels, I chose not to awaken their martial spirits."

With a plop, the young man in white clenched his fists and knelt down at Qian Daoliu's feet with a painful look on his face.

What this young man had always insisted on was finally destroyed by himself. The feeling was unimaginable.

Qian Daoliu looked up with complicated eyes and looked outside the Angel Temple. He saw the remaining minority members of the Angel family, with a few children, dispersing in the vast mountains and sea. But this time, Qian Daoliu looked at It is clear where they are going. Because no matter where they go, they are followers of angels!

However, the young man at Qiandaoliu's feet didn't know that Qiandaoliu understood this very well. As long as he retained the last fire for the Angel family, then the young man in front of him would start killing.

It was a very chaotic era, an era when the sects in Douluo Continent were the most powerful. The secular forces finally plucked up the courage to challenge the divine power amid the undercurrent!

Then a massacre began!

At that time, almost every sect elder had been killed by this young man!

In a trance, Qian Daoliu silently watched the growth of the young man, from the soul saint at the beginning to the titled Douluo who was famous in the mainland.

The young people will always report to him on time the affairs of the world and share the joys, sorrows and joys in his heart.

until

"My God. I. I refuse."

That day, the young man became an old man.

That day the angel child became the angel high priest.

In the Angel Temple, Qian Daoliu just watched silently. He could feel the painful struggle in the heart of the child in front of him. It was as if he had experienced it himself, and it was unforgettable.

The child in front of him had no room for trial and error. The order of the Wuhun Palace outside and the fairness and justice of the people of the mainland all rested on his shoulders.

Qian Daoliu can feel the pressure,

You can also understand the choice in this child's heart.

because

This child is not afraid of death.

He is just afraid that his death will destroy the bright justice of all living beings on the mainland.

Because as long as he is alive and as long as soul masters continue to appear among ordinary people, then soul masters and ordinary people are equal! The two empires will never go to war for millions of years! The major sects have not dared to cause turmoil for thousands of years!

At this moment, Qian Daoliu understood the child's choice. He saw in this child the same brilliance as a god.

so,

Him.

Qian Daoliu didn't mind the child's withdrawal. Instead, he felt happy for the child.

Because this child has grown up at this moment.

Then things turned out just as the child thought. Although he did not become a god, he was like a god, guarding the peace of a continent.

"My god. I. I."

In a daze, Qian Daoliu saw that the child kneeling at his feet had turned into an old man, but he still looked like a child who had done something wrong, kneeling in front of him and begging for guilt.

"My God. My child has violated the teachings of angels. I am guilty!!!"

Qian Daoliu didn't know how long it had been since he saw this child cry. He thought he had grown up, but at this moment, this old man with pale hair was kneeling in front of him, crying like a child.

Qian Daoliu can feel the sadness and regret in the other person's heart. As an old man who has carried out justice and light throughout his life, he found that his descendants actually did such things. He can understand the sadness of the old man. It's like he has experienced it personally. .

However, Qian Daoliu could still understand the other party, because he watched the old man's child be born, and the old man immediately reported the good news to him.

Unfortunately, the old man's child seems to have inherited the old man's talent. He has been weak since he was a child and his talent is not good.

So that child knew from an early age that he could not inherit the angel inheritance, but he also knew that the angel inheritance was his father's lifelong wish.

Therefore, Qian Daoliu was not angry that the child had embarked on the road of self-destruction. He sighed slowly after listening to the child's prayer, and let out a breath of turbidity that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

Qian Daoliu lowered his head and looked at the old man crying at his feet. He was crying for himself, for his gods, and for abandoning the angelic dogma.

Qian Daoliu can feel the feelings in the other person's heart, which is a kind of endless pain and regret! The old man climbed hard with boundless regrets. He seemed to want to die in the line of duty, to apologize for his sins, and to show his innocence and loyalty to his gods. But the old man did not resist in the darkness, and he suffered in pain.

Because old people cannot die!

If he dies, no one can take over his will and continue to maintain the angelic order on the continent that can protect the vast majority of people!

Why.

Qian Daoliu sighed heavily as he looked at the old man struggling in the hell of boundless regret.

God loves his children.

A warm glow flashed.

The inheritance of angels was given directly to an unborn child.

Buzz.

The Angel Temple lit up with bursts of flawless divine light, Qiandaoliu's golden eyes were slightly in a trance, and then he saw an old man wearing a gorgeous angel high priest robe opposite him, facing him. It's cumbersome and standard, like a priest's ritual that has been practiced for a lifetime.

"The world is in chaos, but light is never absent."

A familiar voice rang in his ears. Qian Daoliu looked at the angel high priest opposite, who was praying to him with a pious expression.

"Angel believers, Qian Daoliu, are willing to break through the black universe with their bright aspirations and ascend to the gods at this moment!"

After hearing these words from the angel high priest holding the angel sword, Qiandaoliu above the angel temple suddenly showed a happy smile, and the golden flowers in his eyes were extremely dazzling and bright.

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. He looked at the angel statue in the Angel Temple, and the other person slowly raised his head to look at him and gave him a happy smile.

Buzz! ! !

The moment the smiles overlapped, a thousand streams of fluid turned into light!

He also became a god!

He doesn't need such a heavy ceremony to become a god.

Because this world is his experience of becoming a god!

"God said, let there be light."

“Then the light followed God.”

In the endless divine light, a divine shadow appeared in front of Poseidon Tang San, and repeled the opponent with a sword.

Boom!

A sword light that seemed to be able to split the heaven and earth was instantly slashed at Poseidon Tang San! That terrifying vast power flashed past the horizon in an instant, and struck in front of Poseidon Tang San in an instant!

Poseidon Tang San subconsciously raised his head and saw the dark sky being cut open by a sword, and the sword light penetrating the sky and earth threatened directly in front of him!

"Angel God?!"

"oh?"

In the white rainbow left by a sword that opened the sky, the figure of a seraph overlapped with the bright sun.

"Compared to Angel God"

The brilliant sun rises from the white rainbow, and the seraphim overlap with the dawn sun.

"I prefer you to call me"

"Angel of Justice and Judgment!"