When he was about to reach the Peak of Saints, the high priest chased after him and asked anxiously: "How could you know about Buzhou Mountain?"

Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "I am the descendant of Fuxi. Is it normal to know that Buzhou Mountain should not be? And I know much more than this, such as the battle against the heavens!"

He shouted at the Saint Peak again: "Holy Lord, instead of peeping in secret, it is better to show up and see him!"

From entering the light star field, he felt an illusion of being peeped, but he didn't care. The closer he got to this place, the more obvious that feeling was. The eyes that broke the delusion and truth could scan the mountain, and the Holy Lord was observing himself.

The object of the angel tribe's belief is very strong, and there is no doubt that it is. However, some of the methods it uses are difficult to be respected by Chen Weiming.

The scene is intimidating, and then guided by the power of bewitching people, allowing the visitor to have spiritual worship of the Holy Lord.

Also, this kind of audience that clearly peeks at yourself, wants to see you, or even talks, but deliberately waits in the mountains and poses a high attitude to welcome you.

The Holy Lord seemed to have something to talk to himself, but he wanted to take a superior attitude so that he could dominate the conversation.

The experience of Yanyun Pavilion made Chen Weiming a master of heart warfare, how could he be easily influenced by the other party?

Although it is not completely certain, it can be at least speculated that this Holy Lord is not a member of the Heaven-Defiant Legion and must have great connections, and such people naturally know a lot.

The more people know, the more they will be clearer about the entire situation, but the less people like this dare to act rashly.

Chen Pan, Sanfoot Sword, Fuxi, Ancient Zhou, Wuji Zhan Zun Chen Weiming had a feeling that if he wanted to talk to the other party, it would be not just a person, but there would be shadows of these people behind him.

As long as they are not dead, this Holy Lord dares not do anything to himself. Since he has not yet surrendered to heaven, he is determined not to easily confront these people.

This means that not to mention that you are a Taiyi Golden Immortal, even if you are a person without any cultivation, you can still talk to the other party in an equal manner today.

His sudden shouting caused the high priest's face to change drastically, and he shouted anxiously: "How can you do this?"

"Why can't it?"

Chen Weiming stopped in front of the entrance of the Saint Peak, looked ahead and said, "Since I have sent someone to welcome me, I want to see me. I am a guest from afar. Didn't the Holy Lord personally welcome this out in the rituals of the Holy Lord?"

"you"

The high priest opened his mouth and wanted to speak. If it were someone else, he would have scolded him, but the more he knew, the less he dared to act rashly. Especially when the other party even knew about fighting against the will of heaven, it was definitely not as simple as Fuxi's inheritance. Before he could figure out the other party's identity, he really couldn't do it.

In such a dilemma, I suddenly saw a little white light shot out from the top of the Saint's peak, and then turned into thousands of ways, reflecting the four directions.

The power of holy, the power of light, and the power of purification all kinds of sacred forces appear, as if they are searching all over the nine heavens and ten earths, the universe and the universe.

In an instant, the angels in the entire Guangming Star Domain knelt down and saluted in various ways. At that moment, Chen Weiming could see countless pure powers of faith coming from all directions, making this huge mountain more holy.

After a moment, a figure appeared on the top of the mountain, wrapped in white light, and the sacred power was like the rising and falling of stars.

The eyes that break the delusion and retain the truth can see the whole picture clearly through energy.

This is a middle-aged man with blond hair and silver helmet, quite strong, with a sense of historical charm in his eyes, as deep as the starry sky.

The man waved his hand, and the power of light swept with the power of faith, just like a white rainbow that swept Chen Weiming and flew towards the mountain.

Chen Weiming did not resist, but just watched quietly. After the top of the mountain fell, all the light disappeared, and the entire mountain was powered by faith, including those outside, and people outside could not see any inside.

The Holy Lord no longer had the same body as the previous one hundred thousand meters tall, but had become an ordinary body. However, his whole body was still covered with the power of faith, and the starlight shining. Without the eyes that break the delusion and retain the truth, it would be difficult to see clearly his appearance.

Chen Weiming said, "There are only two of us, do you still need to make it like this?"

"It's not because of the mysterious thing, but because of the martial arts!" The Holy Lord smiled slightly: "I have already cultivated these powers of faith into my body. You should know the characteristics of the power of faith. You can't cover it up with ordinary means, so you can only look like this."

"Did your faith be collected in this way?" Chen Weiming asked again.

"Sit first!" The Holy Lord pointed to the table and chair next to him, and sat down first. With a wave of his hand, a lot of fruits and wine appeared on the stone table.

After Chen Weiming sat down, the Holy Lord continued: "The power of faith is one of the most magical powers in the world, and many times it can be said that there is no one. This is a power that anyone desires, but only a very small number of people have a way to obtain it."

"The Angels are my people. I protect them, and they believe in and worship me. It is nothing wrong."

"But you cut off their way!" Chen Weiming said: "Those who have God in their hearts cannot become God, and they can only be weaker than you."

"So what about weak?" said the Holy Lord: "If the pursuit of life is only strong and weak, wouldn't it be very sad? Some people regard the pursuit of strength as happiness, some people regard the pursuit of peace as happiness, some people regard the prosperity of the country and the peace of the people as happiness, and some people regard the sacrifice of their own righteousness as happiness. You can represent yourself, but not everyone."

"If you believe in a god, you will be able to live a peaceful and peaceful life. I think many monks in this world will choose this god."

"I did gain the power of faith from them, but I also protected them. I don't know how many places you have walked, but can you see a more peaceful and secure place than my Light Star Domain?"

"I and the angel warriors who believe in me have blocked battles and disasters where they will not affect them."

Chen Weiming was silent and didn't know how to refute for a moment. If there were no means of the means left by Fuxi and Li Qinglian, if there was no persecution of the situation, if it was not defined as the target person by heaven, he would have wanted to find such a peaceful place to live, even if he had to believe in a god.

"How did you get here?" asked the Holy Lord.

"The ancient universe sent me here!" Chen Weiming replied.

"Ancient universe!" The Holy Lord frowned: "Is he still alive?"

"In a sense, he died, but he has not died yet!" Chen Weiming said: "The Gu Zhou said I would come to you and said you know a lot about the Three-Foot Sword, which is Tianyan Daozun."

"I know a lot, but it doesn't mean I want to tell you, because I can't confirm your identity."

The Holy Lord looked at Chen Weiming and said, "First of all, please help me determine some things, a question."
Chapter completed!