Lord of Pets

"I...I have wings?"

"Angel wings?"

Seeing that the wings on his back were fully extended, and the crystal feathers were tinged with the color of the glass, Bai Wushang's expression was naturally particularly wonderful.

It is understood that it is difficult for angels to form contracts with humans.

The angel's own arrogance is on the one hand, and the constraints of the group's established rules are on the other.

Even the Six Clan of the Holy Court are a cooperative human race that has been inherited from ancient times.

They established a contract with the angels and were bound by a series of rules and regulations.

It is quite difficult to reach the third level of compatibility.

The fourth level is basically in a capped state.

If you want to get the most core support from the angel clan, you need the blessing of luck.

Bai Wushang took the step of tearing his crotch, which was also the step of "disowning all relatives".

From the foot of the mountain, we came directly to the position close to the peak.

He received the four-winged glazed sword angel, which he called the characteristic feedback!

Coupled with another layer of feedback, Bai Wushang went further and further into the field.

"If this is seen by the Holy Lord who doesn't know the truth, he won't mistakenly think that I am a two-winged angel, or the kind of two-winged archangel who has the top holy blood, right?"

"Or... with the little rabbit, after further covering up the fluctuations of the soul power, the two-winged angels and four-winged angels who have no eyesight will treat me as a tribesman, right?"

"Then can I sneak into the Holy Court?"

"Is it possible that the uninformed Holy Dragon Guard would treat him as an outsider and be branded as a heavenly being?"

In the flash of lightning, Bai Wushang ran through several thoughts with a weird look on his face.

It kind of sounds like Mission: Impossible or In-between.

Why does this Sequence of Saint Sons feel more and more improper?

As if he was remembering something, Bai Wushang made a backhand call, and a wooden sword that looked like a stick but not a stick, or a hammer but not a hammer, disappeared from Xing's side and appeared in front of him in a slightly dim manner.

"It's effective. You can borrow sword skills. There seems to be a lot of options..."

Bai Wushang's eyes lit up, and with a thought, the suspected wooden sword struck the void, making a loud bell-like sound, the sound was astonishing.

After a simple experiment to confirm that the magical power was working, he did not continue.

He removed his skills and looked at Jar Lingzi and Sun Priest Rabbit with questioning eyes.

"That's all. I see that your strength is about to run out. This fourth Immortal Ascension Ceremony, including the three people on the ground, should be dealt with as default."

Bai Wushang's time to adapt to the change was actually very short. Shentu was just in the process of thinking when he said this.

"That's all I can do. If I try it again, I feel like I can't hold on to a holy treasure..."

Guan Lingzi looked tired, like an old and decayed man. He sighed twice and greeted Bai Wushang and the Four-Winged Sword Angel:

"Remember the agreement between us. When you become stronger, don't forget to help me find the lid."

"Then...get out of here."

"We will use the power of the final law to seal this sky and erase the miracles and traces that should not appear here."

"From now on, the Immortal Platform disappears in this world..."

"Unless you are fighting for all living beings, you will not be born..."

Bai Wu was heartbroken and nodded solemnly.

Before he could answer, the Sun Priest Rabbit swallowed up the sun's light all over the sky, and gathered it all on the sun mark between the little rabbit's brows.

"Your origin is a drop in the bucket. I will no longer borrow it from you. I choose to regulate and recover through self-sleep."

"My Lord, take good care of the little one."

"It will also sleep for a while,

It won't take long, just feel at ease. "

"Yes..." Bai Wushang hugged the little rabbit that floated over and watched as the golden light on its body faded little by little. Its sacred and majestic temperament that cannot be blasphemed was greatly weakened, and it turned into a cute and cuddly one again. It even pouts when it sleeps. little rabbit, thoughtful.

"Let's go, get out of here."

"Senpo's evolution plan needs to be found in another way..."

Bai Wushang signaled the four-winged glazed sword angel with his eyes, and chose to temporarily seal it with the Book of Oath, and then left here on the big mantis.

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Heaven, Central Temple.

There is a bright church that has stood here since ancient times. The entrance hall alone is tens of thousands of meters high, and it is shrouded in the holy light all day long.

On the 100,001-person-high steps, jade bricks are used as walls and clear water is used as decoration. Every architectural detail is extremely exquisite. Sometimes there are melodious bells ringing, and sometimes there are Sanskrit sounds curling up, which is so disturbing.

But the strange thing is that the ground here is spotless and there are no traces of biological activity.

Looking in all directions, there is no trace of human smoke.

Dirt has no place to hide here, troubles disappear here, illnesses disappear without a trace... Everything is so holy, beautiful and majestic.

This doesn't look like a place where people live! More like a palace of God!

In fact...it's true!

On this day, a ray of colorful light fell from the sky and fell into the Angel Pond at the deepest part of the Church of Light, causing huge waves to rise.

Hundreds of six-winged holy angels opened their empty and blank pupils and woke up from their deep sleep.

"What's going on? Why is the Divine Pond disturbed?!"

One of the strongest giant angels, with a height of 500 meters, propped up the battle stick in his hand, and its eight wings were like a peacock spreading its tail, exuding an iron-blooded aura.

"This is...the light of the ancestors!"

An old angel with a hunched back and a trembling posture as he read a book. He was incompatible with the strong six-winged angels around him. His cloudy eyes suddenly lit up with a glow like morning glow.

There are also four pairs of wings on his back, for a total of eight wings!

"The Light of the Ancestor, also known as the Light of Extradition, has not appeared for many years..."

"This generally means that there are ancient mythological angels awakening from their slumber, or releasing distress signals from their seals, trying to come to the world..."

"Of course, we do not rule out the possibility that a lower-ranking angel could accidentally inherit the bloodline of a divine angel... but the probability is too low. Combined with the intensity of this beam, this option can basically be eliminated..."

"A lost angel of God who is still alive?"

"The only things I can think of are metal, laurel, and magic lamps..."

The third black angel with eight eyes and eight wings sat cross-legged in the sky, biting the index finger of his right hand and scribbling in the void.

After a while, his expression froze.

After pulling away and retreating tens of thousands of meters, he was still hit by some invisible force. A big hole opened in his chest, and his body quickly became dim and decayed.

"No, there are too many interfering forces in the dark. I can't predict it with my clones alone."

"This flesh shell is considered useless. I will return to the Divine Pond on my own later to give birth again."

"Strengthening the battle, Paradise, we must go and pick him up. Now we are surrounded on all sides outside the realm gate, and there are only a few people sitting inside the realm gate."

"No matter who this divine angel is, as long as he returns to heaven, he will be of great help to us... There is no room for loss!"