"Nixia, if you want to personally conquer the ancient battlefield, you need to have enough legion minions." In the temple, the Holy Light Prisoner solemnly proposed, "There are too few six legions, and at least thirty must be brought with you. Moreover, there are countless powerful monsters in the ocean. We have contacted the Magic Union, and they will provide us with the most powerful magic crystal cannons and navigation charts."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head, rejecting this seemingly beautiful proposal. "No, six legions are enough. The ancient battlefield is the home court of the Apocalypse. We just provided necessary help in the past."

He was sitting at the highest point of the temple, Tao Zhen was wearing a plain white robe, and embroidered a few bamboos according to his requirements. This made him look harmonious and comfortable, without much majesty or pressure. Majesty was not shown by himself, but for others to experience it. Looking at the group of old guys standing respectfully below, he did not doubt his prestige.

"Then we must follow and protect." Tus said on behalf of the seventy-two saints. The last war hurt a group of saints, but a huge number of ascetics could replenish the amount of 72 at any time. Wang Xiaofeng finally knew why his senior pope was defeated by the seventy-two saints. This group of old guys was so scary.

"Don't worry if Kemier is with me." Wang Xiaofeng waved his hand. Kemier, who had been looking forward to outside the hall, nodded happily when he heard that he was named. "This matter is decided, let the fleet prepare, the legion begins to board the ship, the ancient battlefield in the southwest direction is huge, and ghosts from the dark camp will appear. We cannot underestimate the enemy."

“With your guidance, we are fearless.”

"Believe me," Wang Xiaofeng stood up on the throne and looked at the goddess' neck in the clouds in the distance. He originally thought that sitting here could see the goddess' head, but in fact he was wrong. Wang Xiaofeng said calmly: "I have entered hell from the heart of the holy tree and destroyed their city. Those demons exaggerated by myths are not terrible. Remember forever, they are also afraid of the light, let's disperse."

The elders, senators, saints, and legion commanders below knelt down and retreated, and the entire hall was soon empty and only Wang Xiaofeng and Tus were left.

Ke Mier ran over and jumped over, and like before the old guys came just now, he rushed to Wang Xiaofeng's arms and drew circles.

"Well, pay attention to the impact." Tuss whispered.

"What else?" Wang Xiaofeng patted Ke Mier's back lazily. In the end, the one who could accompany him to sit here was a little girl who forgot the past.

"No, I just hope that Nishi will not forget to read when they are fine. Also, if Nishi doesn't like to stay here, I can also take the elders of the arbitration office to walk around the mainland." Old Tuss said this, then disappeared in the hall.

"Brother Suifeng, let's do what we haven't done just now."

"Really, you're still young, which makes me feel a lot of guilt."

"Tsk! That's the truth." Kemier unbuttoned the belt of her dress with a red face, "I can sense your thoughts at any time. You're doing Kemier like that in your heart, why don't you dare to do that here?"

"No, I just think about it casually. This is really inappropriate." Wang Xiaofeng was pressed on the throne with a confused look on his face. There was no way, the little girl's power became stronger and stronger... Follow it? Forget it, just follow it...

On the high statue of the god, in the fierce cold wind, Wang Xiaofeng wrapped his clothes and walked into the stone house on his palm.

"Your Majesty, why are you free to come to me?" A cold voice sounded, giving Wang Xiaofeng an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"I miss you, come and have a look." Wang Xiaofeng was still sitting on the threshold as before, and there was a barrier at the door and he couldn't get in. Last time I saw the end of the sunset, which was a bit deserted. This time I saw the blue sky and white clouds, and I felt comfortable.

After a long time, Dai Liannu suddenly said, "Your Majesty's words and deeds dominate the fate of the mainland. If it is not necessary, please pay attention to your words and deeds."

"I almost forgot that you are responsible for supervising the entire Holy See, and such a life is not too monotonous."

"Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart, I won't do anything that harms you."

"Follow me."

"Breaking your oath will bring disaster to you."

"Can you not be so superstitious?" Wang Xiaofeng patted his forehead depressedly, "Forget it, I am the leader of the organization that promotes superstitiousness."

"You are much stronger than I thought," Dai Liannu said in a cold voice: "But I think you should choose a new saint now, which is very important to the Holy See."

"It's already left to them to do it," Wang Xiaofeng sighed, and the two of them were silent for a while. Wang Xiaofeng felt footsteps behind him, so he stood up and walked towards the goddess's fingertips...

It is better to see each other's backs than to see each other.

"Boss, when will you come?" The loud voice of the gods descending to earth came from the Guild Channel, "We are in a mess, and it seems that there is not a unified organization on the other side. Once we are not careful, they will start to fight in the internal strife. It seems that the twenty-four ruling alliance is in conflict, and it is so exciting."

"Then ignore them and wait until I bring the army to the main city." Wang Xiaofeng flew over the Holy Light City with a unicorn, collecting the continuous influx of light and preparing for the next battle.

"It's not easy to live in the dark camp," Yun Bo, who has never bubbling, sighed, "Although our arrangements on the dark camp have achieved some results, they have little effect. The key is that no one can take the helm. Even if we win here, the Chinese region will only win half of it."

"It's okay, I'll take the time to find the speaker of the darkness." A comrade smiled indifferently, with some relaxed freehand painting.

"Who is the Speaker of the Dark?"

"The leader of the NPC in the dark camp, a very wise old man." Wang Xiaofeng smiled, "You are playing with monster fighting and upgrading, and now you are playing with high-level politics, realm."

"go!"

The Guild Channel suddenly flooded with expression characters, the ocean of middle fingers.

After collecting almost all the mental power, he arrived at the southwest Elf Port Town in the teleportation array. Qiuyue, who had been waiting for him, was pulled on his mount and started a luxurious two-person tour of the sky...

On the sea, giant warships that were urged by His Majesty the Pope were arranged neatly. Although Wang Xiaofeng asked for the six legions according to the original plan, the Holy Light Prisoners felt that the number of legions in the Light camp was quite large, and the recent recruitment of the applicants reached the highest level in history, so there was no need to be stingy at all.

So I got sixteen legions here, with more than three million troops distributed on thousands of giant warships, which were a little crowded.

"Okay," Wang Xiaofeng saw this situation and almost knelt down to the Holy Light Judgmenter. He didn't want to bully the small ones for the big ones, but he didn't expect that the NPC forced himself to bully others with his power.

Then just bully it.

Wang Xiaofeng took Qiuyue slowly to love her. The elders around him bowed their heads and said nothing, saying that they didn't see anything and didn't pay attention to anything.

When the sacred majesty was opened, the elders around had actually transmitted his images and sounds to the ships, of course, there was no Qiu Yue at this time.

The dense figures on the sea fell down, and voices praising the light to Wang Xiaofeng one after another. Wang Xiaofeng felt it was necessary to let them unify the slogans, such as shouting about literary and military virtues, unifying the world, etc.

Regarding the skills and techniques of the genius, Wang Xiaofeng said that there was not much pressure. Anyway, he was the number one genius in the Dawn Continent, so there was no need to say more about his face.

"According to the usual practice, I usually need to say something to boost your morale at this time, but I think your morale should not be encouraged anymore, too much is worse than too much."

"Soldiers, I was born in battle; knights were born in glory; but we were born in light. Difficulties and obstacles are just tests of our faith by the goddess. Do you dare to accept the next test?"

"Dare!" The loud shouts of shocking the sky alarmed the birds in the sky, and they were far from daring to fall.

"war!"

"The whole army sets off!"

Wang Xiaofeng stood on the platform of the giant ship, watching the full warships sailing, and suddenly remembered a prophecy that the old pope once told him.

When the rising sun in Yufeng City is the unsettling sun, the Son of Light appears in the sky with sacred blessings. He will summon the eternal fire, regain the armor of light, unseal the seal of time, and lead the Dawn Continent into eternal darkness. He will break the sleep of the gods, tear the demon's flesh wings, and search for the goddess's footprints in the ancient battlefield.

Finally, he watched alone, watching the sun that finally set without rising...

But, will you really be alone? Wang Xiaofeng smiled and reached out. Qiuyue, who was beside him, gently handed his little hand to his palm, and he held it tightly.

"It's great to have you."
Chapter completed!