high altitude.
The transformation of the Divine Chain of Order is coming to an end, and the righteousness and blackness that came to eat melon at some point slowly disappear.
A black and white robe slowly gathered around Luo Qing's body, and he slowly opened his eyes. The dark pupils with no white at all exuded a solemn and gloomy atmosphere.
Raise your hand, buzz~
Order roared, and a pure white mask with only two holes for the eyes appeared on his face.
Click, click, the divine chain of order slowly entangled itself, appearing behind the only saint of order.
Luo Qing turned his head and his eyes slowly moved across the space. Countless broken orders appeared in his eyes. They were fallen planes and collapsed worlds.
Continuing to scan, the scars of order hidden behind the vastness and solemnity appeared before his eyes without any obstruction.
It looked like a disk that had been melted by ninety percent by the flames, with only a few broken edges left, which shocked Luo Qing.
Is the Holy Lord so fierce?
The next moment, he closed his eyes, and the divine chain of order disappeared behind him, and the black and white robe on his body and the white mask on his face disappeared.
The four evil spirits lingering in the corner quickly returned and turned into tattoos on his back.
When he opened his eyes again, black and white were already clear in them. He hung the horse charm back around his neck. Luo Qing thought about the information and responsibilities given by the order just now, and gradually put on the mask of pain.
According to Luo Qing's idea, shouldn't the Saints of Order be used to promote contracts and kill defaulters?
Why does Mao have to restore order, repair the damage to space, repair the damage to time, mediate the excessive war between black energy and righteous energy, and eliminate the creatures that extremely affect the balance?
Look, look, are these responsibilities only his responsibility? Do you want an official to maintain world peace?
Order, you deserve it, you were almost buried by the Holy Lord!
Luo Qing rubbed his face, but there are advantages. At his peak, with the blessing of Order, the Saints of Order were average mentors, main legends, high-end kings, and top-level roots existed.
This is all due to the reward mechanism of order, which is different from balance. As long as the saints make contributions to the world, the order will directly bless the saints, allowing you to greatly improve both your cultivation and your understanding.
Sometimes they even increase their authority in the order, allowing you to gain more favor from heaven and earth.
This also shows the strength of the order. If it had not been born late, it would have made Luo Qing feel less like a guardian and more like a ruler.
Thinking of all this mess, Luo Qing slowly flew into the castle. Now he had obtained three order permissions, the Eye of Order, the Divine Chain of Order, and the Saint Robe of Order.
Just like those visions just now, the Eye of Order can see through all illusions and reveal the most essential order before your eyes. Of course, the premise is that the gap between the enemy and ourselves is not too outrageous.
The Divine Chain of Order is for judgment, and it is only aimed at those who destroy order.
To put it simply, this thing is an exclusive item controlled by magic. In addition to its indestructible properties, it can also cause 100% additional real damage to Order Breakers, which can be regarded as a little guarantee for them as Order Saints on their way to death.
As for the Saint Robe of Order, it is used to show off, by transforming one's own aura into the aura of Order, which is used to intimidate Xiao Xiao.
By the way, I would like to protect the privacy of the saints, so as not to be beaten when they get off work.
This is considered an entry-level three-piece set, a benefit for newcomers who join the order camp.
Back in the castle, Luo Qing sat down on the sofa and let out a long sigh, trying to repair the world that had been damaged by gods and demons. How to repair it?
No clue at all.
Buzz~
The phone vibrated. Luo Qing took it out and saw, Wa Long? Connected.
"Hey, boss, there is news about the Panku treasure box you mentioned. Someone saw it taken away by a white man a few days ago." Valon's voice sounded, and there was some anxiety in it.
Luo Qing was startled, then fell silent for a moment and said, "It's okay. Is there anything else?"
Valon said quickly: "The Sheep Talisman has appeared. I have asked someone to get it. There are also three evil spirits that have been recovered so far. I will probably get them all back at this point tomorrow."
Luo Qing was stunned and praised: "Very good, Wa Long. I won't take the money that the black hands can make. The same goes for the money on the black market. You can just watch the development."
After the words fell, Wallon's breathing became heavier: "Okay boss."
Luo Qing smiled and hung up the phone. You can't keep squeezing him, right?
But then his eyes became serious. The Holy Lord got the Panku treasure box. If he doesn't hide and twist the box now, why is he running around the world?
Suddenly, he suddenly paused and looked up to see that the morning sun was a bit solemn. Someone was trying to destroy the existing order! ——
Shaanxi District, in a virgin forest.
There is still a big time difference between the United States and China. Although it is only ten o'clock in the morning there, it is already late at night here.
The Holy Lord looked at the moon that was not yet completely full in the sky, and asked impatiently: "Don't tell me, I have to wait here until the full moon."
"Don't be so impatient. I'm pretty sure it's here. Oh, Curse Blue is here. Let's talk." Ximu said with a smile, fluttering his wings and running away in an instant.
And Cur Lan's calm gaze appeared at the same position just now.
"Shendu, have you found the Lotus Temple?" Curlan asked.
"There is indeed a secret rune here, but I can't force it to open it now." The Holy Lord said calmly, but the trace of impatience when facing Ximu was gone.
"Go find a rune master. Their blood can open the gate of Lotus Temple in advance." Curse Lan said calmly.
"Where can I find a rune master for you? That damn Lope has not restored any of the human heritage at all. The human race is now in the fault stage." The Holy Lord said angrily in an instant.
"No, there will be. My followers will arrange everything. As long as you activate the arrangements inside, you will regain more strength when I come out." Curse Lan said indifferently: "I can make the decision to kill you when the time comes. restrictions are lifted.”
"I got it." The Holy Master's eyes flashed slightly, and he waved his hand. Ninjas appeared all around him in an instant, and quickly attacked in all directions.
"Shendu, I don't know what kind of cooperation you have with Ximu, but I think you should know what should be done and what shouldn't be done." Curlan stared at the Holy Lord, waved his hand after speaking, and the projection disappeared.
The Holy Master's eyes instantly darkened, and he didn't know what to think about.
Suddenly, there was a roar, and he sensed that a ninja soldier was killed at this moment.
The Holy Master's eyes flashed slightly and he slowly walked towards the bamboo forest on the left.
"In ancient wisdom, the shadow ninja actually reappeared in the world. This is a very bad start. The righteous rune master should clear away the darkness."
There was some gasping sound, which made the Holy Master's eyes flash, Rune Master? Such a coincidence?
He began to be a little curious about the dependents that Ju Lan was talking about.
boom!
The unique roar of the explosive runes came, causing the Holy Master to speed up his pace a little. The moment he passed through the bamboo forest, a short monk appeared in front of him.
Wearing a cassock, he has a thin figure and a mustache on his chin, giving him a treacherous look.
However, his face is serious now, his hands are glowing with green light, and the way he condenses runes is still a bit deceptive.
The Holy Lord raised his hand, and a fire dragon hovered, illuminating the bamboo forest and attracting the attention of the rune master. He turned his head and instantly looked into the Holy Lord's scarlet eyes.
"Oh, ancient wisdom, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, the Talisman of Speed!"
A green rune instantly appeared on his hand, and the monk ran away without even thinking.
Just kidding, my heart trembles just looking at this man. If he doesn’t run faster, aren’t he waiting to die?
The fire dragon hovering in the hands of the Holy Master was stunned. Are all monks nowadays so sincere?
He waved his hand, and instantly a large number of shadow soldiers surrounded the entire bamboo forest, and the fire dragon roared and chased after the monk.
The monk was stunned. The front was blocked by ninjas. The terrifying sense of crisis behind him was constantly stimulating his senses. It seemed that there was a dead end here.
At a critical juncture, beliefs suddenly change.
He suddenly turned around and looked directly at the Holy Lord with serious eyes. The next moment he knelt down with a plop, his head touched the ground deeply, and shouted: "Ancient wisdom, a noble strong man will not kill the weak who surrender to him."
The fire dragon flew past the monk's clothes and circled high in the sky.
Holy Lord:.
Where does this come from? This operation made him stunned.
After calming down his mind, the Holy Master was a little speechless, so he stared at the monk's bald head and fell silent for a while.
Seeing no response, the monk raised his head and glanced up. Suddenly he saw those scarlet eyes again. He trembled in fright and quickly lowered his head.
He shouted: "Ancient wisdom, if I guess correctly, this lord also came for the Lotus Temple. I know where it is."
A trace of interest flashed in the Holy Master's eyes: "Tell me everything you know."
The monk trembled and immediately answered very quickly: "Returning to your Majesty, there is a legend circulating here from ancient times to the present. Every night when the moon is full, the Lotus Temple will be revealed to the world, and the magic scroll from ancient times will be able to One step transcends the basic level and becomes the pinnacle of excellence.”
"Once upon a time, an old man left a legacy about runes in this bamboo forest, making this place a prosperous place for runes."
"But with the advent of the dark age, Chaoren Zhengqi suffered a huge blow, and the inheritance place was also taken away by the black energy race. Over time, the legends here really became legends."
"But I accidentally saw traces of the Lotus Temple here, but the guardian inside is too powerful, so I can only wait for the opportunity here."
After saying a series of things, sweat began to break out on the monk's bald head, and he remained motionless waiting for relief.
The Holy Lord frowned. What this man said was of little value. According to the weakening level of the world, even the Moon Demon Tribe would die due to exhaustion of lifespan if they kept guarding this place.
And in these years, the family member has not used the method of increasing wisdom mentioned by Curse Lan. Is it because he has not come out?
"Come with me, I need your blood to open the door of Lotus Temple." The Holy Lord said and walked towards the Lotus Temple that he perceived.
The monk behind him trembled, but under the gaze of more and more ninja soldiers around him, he still got up and trotted to keep up with the Holy Lord.
When the monk's blood was sprinkled into the sky, the moon in the sky suddenly became brighter and brighter, a huge temple loomed, and the black energy and righteous energy between heaven and earth began to gather.
It seems that this temple is not simple in the world's perception.
The Lord's face gradually relaxed and he walked towards the temple.
(End of chapter)
