The Persian Holy Church was founded by the Persian Zoroastrian in the sixth century BC. It was more than 700 years earlier than when Jesus passed the "gospel" in the 1930s AD.

This church preaches the two principles of good and evil: "fire, light, purity, creation, and life" as the five good things; "dark, dirty, impurity, destruction, and death" as the five bad things.

They preached justice, believing that in the struggle between good and evil, good will eventually overcome evil. And if a person dies, as the classic doctrine of other churches, good and evil will be weighed and judged by a specific god, and ultimately decide whether to go to heaven or hell.

However, what is different from other churches is that Persianism is very polite to flames, and even reaches a pathological level.

They believed that fire was light and the representative of goodness, so the supreme God in the church was defined as the god of fire, named Ahura Mazda. He was both the master of sin and the judge of the last days.

"Why did that god angel stay on the territory of Persian religion?" Xia Wushuang knocked on her jaw. While she was thinking, the jade boat had already begun to cross the Pamir Plateau in a horizontal direction.

Suddenly, a red and blue water and fire dragon light rushed out from under the mountain stream and rushed into the sky, like a brilliant firework, dazzling.

Everyone who experienced the secrets of Hengduan Mountain was shocked to see this.

"The mark left by the great masters has appeared again... Could it be that the ancient times of the earth also had a brilliant magic civilization?" There were dense wonders on the earth. Even if they were always quiet, as long as they had nothing to do with her little man, they could smile at the blooming and falling of the flowers in the world, and they could no longer calm down.

Xia Wushuang stopped the boat and looked down. Among the huge mountains, there was a dazzling red and blue light, like a sword slashing and cutting, with a very powerful charm that lingers in it, making people feel it from a distance.

"Wanting, do you know what the Pamir Plateau was called in ancient times?" He smiled on his face, and the speed of the jade boat under his feet suddenly accelerated, like a howling goshawk. He swooped down to the snow-capped silver mountains below at a very fast speed.

The jade boat passed through the sky like a divine dragon, vibrating the air and making a harsh whistling sound. In the blink of an eye, it entered the silver-covered mountains, with an incredible speed.

"I'm going to die! I'm flying so fast. Are you rushing to reincarnate?!" There were people on many snow-capped mountains. When they heard the sound of sonic booms from the sky, their faces changed drastically, and they all sent messages in the void and scolded loudly.

"Mad! Such a loud voice, you're not alive! If it causes an avalanche, I'm afraid I won't get the benefits of a dime!"

There are snow-capped mountains, towering mountains after clouds. This is a forbidden area for life. It has never been crowded with people and birds and beasts. It has been abandoned for many years and no one has set foot on it.

Now, in addition to Xia Wushuang's observation of the vision here, there are actually a large number of strong humans. He noticed this mountain that must have hidden mystery.

"Roll down from the sky! You dare to step on my Han Solong's head and swept by, you're simply ignorant!" The ark slowed down and when he passed the highest silver mountain, someone suddenly shouted without hesitation.

Xia Wushuang and the girls were both surprised. The former couldn't help but look at the Yuzhou, and saw two people standing stupidly in the white ice crystals, one of which was an acquaintance.

Han Sushui. When the end of the world first came, Xia Wushuang met an awakened man in Lan City. He originally thought that the few people who escaped in advance had all died in the sewer, but he didn't expect that there were still people who survived, and they were the most incompetent and vulgar ones among them.

I have been remembering for a long time. If Xia Wushuang hadn’t had a good memory, she would probably have forgotten it now.

"What a big tone. If a saint flies through the sky and you shout like this, aren't you afraid of kicking the iron plate?" Ye Xiaoya was furious and mocked the snow mountain below.

Han Sulong, wearing a long gray suit, is Han Sushui's brother. He is a holy master who proves the truth by killing. His body is filled with a strong blood-colored murderous aura. His black hair is affected by resentment. He looks a bit like a small snake dancing wildly in the air, and looks very much like a devil from ancient times.

"Hey! There is such a beautiful woman in the world?!" Han Sushui was not a good person. When he saw Ye Xiaoya's pretty face exposed from the jade boat, he immediately showed a lewd light in his eyes. A face that was originally despicable became even more despicable at this time.

"Brother, do you like that woman?" Han Sulong turned his head and asked Han Sushui. He ignored the person on the jade boat, like a demon walking on the earth. His red murderous intent was like a tornado rolled up red clay, rushing towards the sky.

"Use killing to prove the truth? What a heavy resentment, this guy has many innocent lives in his hands." Shi Wanting frowned slightly, held the magic sword in her hand, as if she was about to take action.

Han Sushui nodded. A blood knife immediately appeared in Han Sulong's hand, then pointed to the sky and said ruthlessly: "The man on the boat, leave Yuzhou and that woman, and then get out!"

Xia Wushuang frowned. He had heard Yakumo Zi say very early that magicians who have proved the truth by killing but cannot escape from the killing will be distorted. Being accustomed to harming the things they see is a great harm to survive in the world. But he didn't expect that he, who has always been lucky, would encounter such a killing machine that does not blink.

"Brother, haven't you figured out the situation?" Xia Wushuang jumped off the jade boat. Her black battle suit was like a king's flag that never fell, clamoring in the bitter cold wind.

"Oh! You are also a holy level? Just so happens that my blood sword is almost at a slight attack power. Since it appears, don't leave. Just stay and improve the quality of my magic sword!"

Han Solong's eyes were red. Seeing Xia Wushuang as floating as an immortal, he walked down from the jade boat in the void. The murderous aura that soared into the sky did not restrain himself at all, but instead took the lead. A four-foot straight knife broke out, slashing out a sharp blood mark in the void, and erasing it straight towards Xia Wushuang.

Xia Wushuang sneered. This man proved the truth by killing, and his mind was already confused by the endless killing aura, making it difficult to tell the difference. Don’t say it was him at this time, even if a saint really came, I am afraid that this man would shoot out his sword without hesitation and swear to kill the saint.

Since the awakened person is now killed and becomes a demon and no longer has human thoughts, he has no need to show mercy.

Xia Wushuang's thoughts were clear, and the void shook. In the shocked gaze of his brother Han Sushui, he reached out to crush the blood light that was slashing towards him in the space. At the same time, the scattered blade on his waist was instantly unsheathed. The gorgeous light was like a thunder light dragon coming down from the sky, slashing towards Han Sushuang, who was standing on the snow-capped mountain with a "swish" sound.

With the increasing improvement of Xia Wushuang's sword technique, the power of this sword has become extremely powerful. Even without using "Gift Liberation" and "Demon Break", it still reaches the power of a saint.

Rumble! A loud bang.

How can the soft snow in the snow-capped mountains withstand the power of the saint? The highest mountain nearby is like being struck by thunder. In the huge roar, avalanches like overwhelming seas take shape in an instant, rushing under the mountain like a flood and beast.

"Blood Sun Sky Sword!" Han Solong felt the pressure of Xia Wushuang's sword. The blood-colored four-foot long sword in his hand split the pressure of the saint in the space, and then slashed out a dazzling sea of ​​blood, just like a bloody sun rising to the sky, evaporating the cold air in the space, and slamming into the colorful light dragon that swooped down from the void.

boom!

The space was shaken out of a circle of colorful ripples, and the colorful light dragon fiercely tore the sea of ​​blood, like a victorious real dragon, looking up to the sky and making a dragon roar that dominates the world. For a moment, the dragon's power was overwhelming and fell directly onto the snow-capped mountain.

Blizzards were flying, and the colorful dragons turned into a colorful rainbow light and touched the mountain. In the blink of an eye, the snow-capped mountains were flattened several feet wide. Countless fine sword lights rushed backwards to the sky, rendering the silver-covered world extremely beautiful.

Snowflakes are in chaos.

Suddenly, a blood shadow grabbed another figure and flew out quickly from the top of the snow-capped mountain where the snow-capped mountain was flying. Without any hesitation, Han Solong, who knew he was unable to defeat, used the blood shadow secret technique, and was so fast that he took his brother directly to retreat out of the snow-capped mountain.

"Did I let you go? Get all back!" Xia Wushuang snorted coldly, and his bloodline instantly switched to the Necromancer Crow.

In an instant, thousands of phantoms overlapped and generated. The blood shadow that had already flown out thousands of meters suddenly seemed to be possessed, circled a huge circle in the sky, and finally circled back to the snow-capped mountain with a long-straightened peak!
Chapter completed!