The illusory figure of the nightmare trembled, and an unpleasant feeling arose in his heart. He whispered: "Great Taoist Master, did you destroy a small angel pantheon? How could there be so many angel hearts?" You must know angels.

The tribe is not easy to mess with. They often beat the small ones to bring out the big ones, and beat the big ones to bring out the old ones.

Li Ping'an casually patted it, and all the suspended angel hearts were embedded into the bottom plate with a roar, and he casually replied: "These angels are from the Dawn God system."

Nightmare lowered his head and looked at the hundreds of angel hearts inlaid in the square. Suddenly he felt a chill in his little heart, and a clear understanding arose in his heart. The Taoist Master will definitely not be able to hold on for ten thousand years. I hope the great Lord of the Morning will understand clearly.

Don't involve me, why don't you find a chance to escape?!

Li Ping'an ordered: "Nightmare, I will leave these angels to you to manage. In the future, Pindao will open the Demon Suppression Tower, and this will also be the training ground for my Taoist Immortal Family."

Nightmare immediately woke up from his reverie, and quickly expressed his loyalty and shouted: "Don't worry, Taoist Master, I will manage them honestly."

Li Pingan's figure slowly disappeared in front of the Demon Suppression Tower.

After Li Ping'an and others returned, Fan Xian was invited to attend a cocktail party. After a few sips of wine, he narrated what happened in the Xuantian world. The battle with the Angel Clan attracted many exclamations, especially the last Taoist Master and the Lord of Dawn.

The bet spread among the immortals and gods. Under the guise of helping the Taoist Master win the bet, the immortals and gods petitioned the Heavenly Court one after another to go to the Xuantian Realm, but all were rejected by the Heavenly Court.

As Li Ping'an said, he was full of confidence in this bet. Since returning to Sanqing Temple, he has never worried about the bet, as if he had forgotten about it.

Baiyun went to the Xuantian Realm and ordered the Taoist disciples to open a Taoist temple to guide the world. There was heaven above and hell below. Everything was in order. Half a year later, the holy church launched the Eastern Expedition. The people of the Eastern Region resisted to the death and blocked the Eastern Expedition army.

After that, the people living under the pressure of the Holy Church began to flee, trying every possible means to escape towards the Eastern Region. A year later, the people in the area managed by the Holy Church fell into numbness, and the Eastern Region began to fight back, bit by bit eating away at the territory managed by the Holy Church.

Three years later, the numb church believers turned into fanatical believers. For their faith, they launched a deadly counterattack against the Eastern Territory Army. One side was for the belief in freedom, and the other side was for the fanatical faith. The two sides launched a war.

Five years later, outside the Xuantian plane, Li Ping'an faced the Lord of Dawn and said with a smile: "You lost!"

The Lord of Dawn looked at the Xuantian plane and said calmly: "You won this time. It won't be so simple next time. I hope it's Lu Dongbin who comes then!" The figure faded and disappeared.

Suspicion flashed in Li Ping'an's eyes, strange! Although I am confident that I can win, this victory is too easy, as if the Lord of the Dawn deliberately gave up this world to me?

In the Xuantian plane, under the excited gaze of the local gods, the mighty angels entered the glorious portal of the Kingdom of Dawn one after another.

Wyatt, wearing a white robe, was among the evacuating angels.

Milton shouted: "Wyatt, stay!"

Wyatt looked back at him, shook his head and resolutely walked into the portal. In the end, the portal turned into a speck of light and disappeared.

"Alas!" Milton sighed. After saying goodbye this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again.

Boom~ A thunder exploded in the sky, and all the cultivators above the extraordinary felt a sense of crisis in their hearts. The cultivators above the demigods all felt a call from somewhere.

Old Yard looked up at the sky and said sadly: "The ascension channel is open."

Milton said: "Let's go too! Go to the wild world~"

White pillars of light fell from the sky one after another, and the wonderful sound of the sky filled the void. Figures of people rose up in the light pillars and disappeared within the light pillars.

In the prehistoric era, silhouettes flew out from Feisheng Island one after another. Looking at the vast world and feeling the rich immortal energy in it, they couldn't help but take a deep breath. It really deserves to be the prehistoric heaven. This is where the gods should exist.

…

In the endless void far away from the ancient world, there is a huge plane floating. Void vehicles float outside the plane. Gods come and go between the world and the void vehicles like meteors.

This is an open plane, where all the people coming and going are gods, and it is also a place where information converges.

There is a towering hall built in the center of the plane, and there are several divine symbols and mercenary unions floating on the splendid hall.

The short Brod carried his small package and walked into the mercenary union.

"Ha~ look who's here? Plane merchant Brod!"

"It's Brod, Brod is here!"

"Haha~ How many worlds have Brother Brod saved?"

…

All the gods and venerables in the hall waved their hands.

Brod also raised his head and chest, and returned the friendly greetings one by one with a smile on his face. A feeling of gratitude to the Taoist arose in his heart. He used to be just an unknown plane businessman, how could he have such a status?!

As the number of abyssal missions he received increased, Brod also became known as the Terminator of the Abyss. Most people here knew that behind Brod stood a powerful divine system that was not afraid of the abyss.

Brod found a seat at random and sat down, looking around at the missions in the surrounding hall. After watching for a week, he found no rescue missions about the abyss. He was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart. He had not received a mission for a long time. The Taoist Master would not think that

Am I lazy?! Brod felt a little uneasy in his heart.

A demigod-level waitress came over, bent down and said respectfully: "Sir Brod, the president has invited me!"

Brod raised his head and said doubtfully: "President? What does he want from me?"

The waitress shook her head.

Broder stood up, his height was just above the waist of the waitress, raised his head and chest, and said: "Lead the way!"

"Yes! Sir, please come with me." The waitress turned around and walked inside, and Brod immediately followed.

Under the watch of the gods, Brod followed the waitress into the inner passage and disappeared in a burst of divine light.

At the top of the mercenary union hall, two divine lights flew from below. The divine light condensed on the figure. It was Brod and the waitress who were standing in front of a portal.

The waitress said respectfully: "Mr. Broad, this is the president's room. Please come in." After saying that, the waitress turned into a ray of divine light and disappeared underground.

Brod took a deep breath, put on a professional smile, and knocked on the door.

"come in!"

The door creaked open.

Brod walked into the house. The room was very spacious. There were exquisite tables and chairs inside. The four walls were completely transparent and you could see the surrounding scenery outside. There were also some flowers and plants planted in the house. It was fresh and pleasant. An old man wearing a Confucian robe was sitting
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