The world of evil gods.

A plain.

Two armies of more than 100,000 people were fighting madly together.

Although most of them were serfs holding pitchforks and didn't even have a pair of leather armor.

But there are also armored cavalry who are armed to the teeth and even their mounts are armed to the teeth.

"For the Lord of Radiance!"

On one side, under the banner of the Lord of Glow, the most elite cavalry are all riding white horses. They are tall and handsome and are the Holy Knights of the Holy See.

The other side is wearing red armor and has a golden flag with a blazing sun on it.

"The glory has gone, the sun will rise again!"

"The Holy See of Glow has suffered divine punishment... kill all these heretics!"

The knights here are more chaotic. In addition to all bearing the flag of the sun, there are also the emblems of various large families.

Such as tulips, redbuds, golden lions, big-horned elk...

The entire battlefield was entangled with fighting spirit and spells, and countless arrows fell from the sky.

die……

Death is everywhere...

The blood and flesh of countless enemies and ourselves merged together, as if converging into a long stream.

The battle lasted until noon, when the sun was shining brightly.

Hoho!

A dragon roar suddenly appeared.

From the Sun God Sect's military formation, a huge red dragon suddenly flew out!

Its size exceeds a hundred meters, its wings spread out almost covering the sky and the sun, it opens its mouth and spits out streaks of red dragon flames!

"It's the Pope of the Sun Paganism - Vol!"

"Damn traitor... If the Holy Mountain hadn't overturned, with the foundation of our Holy See of Glory, we could have easily resisted it by sending a great spirit at will..."

On the side of the Glorious Holy See, several black-clothed archbishops who were urgently promoted from regional bishops couldn't help but become a little angry when they saw this scene.

"Isn't this already expected? For the victory of Glory, a little darkness and sacrifice are inevitable..."

An old black-clothed bishop said calmly: "Inform the Poison Sect, the Lotus Eaters, and the Green Arrow Organization... to prepare for action."

In order to stop the newly born Church of the Sun God, the Church of Glow made compromises with many original evil sects.

I have to say, this is a very ironic thing.

But the world is like this, and only the winner can write everything.

Hoho!

In mid-air, the crimson dragon spirit that was showing off its power suddenly let out a mournful cry.

On its scales, voodoo incantations emerged one after another.

In the void, a red and enchanting lotus flower was slowly blooming. Countless stamens poked out, like arms, about to bind the red dragon spirit in.

"Your Highness the Saint..."

On the side of the Sun God Cult, several noble lords immediately looked at Sophia.

"We worship the God of the Sun and are justified by faith. At this time, we can only pray sincerely and believe that the sun will bring His miracles."

Sofia clasped her hands together and prayed slowly.

…

Above the sky, at some point there was a subtle silver light flashing.

Fang Xing's immortal clone emerged and discovered this battlefield.

'Huh? How did such a big melee start? Are Wall and Sophia so powerful?'

Because the world of evil gods is extremely dangerous, Fang Xing of course sent the immortal clone here first.

As soon as his consciousness swept away, he felt a little stunned.

Then, Fang Xing noticed Sophia’s prayer:

"The omnipresent sun god!"

"The most beloved son of the pale mother!"

"The Master of Death and Rebirth!"

"I pray to you, I pray for your response, I pray for your miracle..."

…

Fang Xing's mouth twitched: "Are these my followers? Isn't it...their knowledge has been tampered with?"

"It seems that the one you worship now is the glowing heir?"

"He replaced the original belief in the Sun God and gave up the Holy See of Glow? Are you ready to start a new one?"

"Or...calling for death?"

Fang Xing immediately hid his figure and waited silently.

Soon, a pale sun appeared above the battlefield.

Under its light, the lotus quickly withered, and the curse on the red dragon scales also quickly dissipated.

'interesting!'

When Fang Xing saw this scene, he immediately understood: 'For the descendants of Huiguang, the original Holy See was a bondage? So after cutting the umbilical cord, they have to stay away or even be destroyed?'

'And now it seems that those who support the Holy See of Glow have become that group of 'original spirits'?'

The extraordinary path in this world all originates from the pale matrix.

That group of origin spirits advanced very quickly because they devoured the pale mother body and obtained nutrients from the pale mother body.

But this behavior has advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is that those original spirits can no longer leave the pale mother body and come to the world.

Now the only living heir is the ‘Glow Heir’ who has separated from his mother’s body!

'Compared to the children of the evil god who were killed by the Federation, these children of the evil god are actually smarter...or in other words, not crazy and chaotic enough?'

Fang Xing looked at the pale sun, but there was a joy in his heart: "It's still the eighth realm... I can fight!"

The status of the heirs of the Evil God can range from the Eighth Realm, to the Ninth Realm, to the Tenth Realm...

This radiant offspring was obviously born with malnutrition and had a lot of competition for food.

The day after tomorrow, I fought with a bunch of origin spirits again, but they haven't fully grown up yet.

Of course, he now has the home field advantage. As long as he continues to grow slowly, he can always become a nine-level or even ten-level existence!

Moreover, when the pale mother body dies, if the glowing offspring really grows up and swallows up the group of origin spirits and the mother body, it may not be impossible to be promoted to a new extraterritorial evil god!

Precisely because there is a growing threat here, Fang Xing will break through the eight realms as soon as possible, and then come over to see if he can take advantage.

If the descendant of Huiguang has become a powerful being in the ninth or even tenth realm at this time, then the most unlucky thing for him would be to lose his immortal clone.

Now it seems that the opponent is still at the eighth level, so we can fight!

If you don't kill him while he's still weak, it will be over when the opponent absorbs a large amount of death and other blood food here and is promoted to the ninth realm.

Fang Xing thought to himself that his promotion speed might not be able to catch up with the rapidly growing descendants of the evil god here.

At that time, we can only give up on this world completely.

Whoosh!

On the battlefield, the dragon spirit transformed by Wall was about to show its power when he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw a horrifying scene.

A white rainbow, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, penetrated the pure white sun!

Phew!

It wasn't until his eyes saw this scene that he heard the screams of countless sword energy rubbing against the air.

"snort!"

Fang Xing was dressed in green clothes, and the Jiaowei Qin Lingbao appeared in his hand, and he flicked it lightly.

Zheng!

Under the sound of the piano, which was like steel and iron horses, countless knights pissed themselves, and their horses fell to the ground in fright, unable to get up.

With just a flick of his finger, Fang Xing stopped the battle involving hundreds of thousands of people.

Wall's eyes were confused for a while, as if he was remembering something, he suddenly turned into a human form, with cold sweat on his forehead: "Sun God...what am I doing?"
To be continued...