Chapter 1408 May the True Holy Light Smile upon You, Child

"This script is wrong." Yu Rouzi said depressedly.

Song Shuhang: "What?"

"The Winged King Whale was captured by someone else..." Yu Rouzi said.

When she learned that the 'Winged King Whale' had escaped, she had already imagined a plot in her mind. She met with Senior Song and the nameless monk, and then on the way to the Immortal Feast, the 'Winged King Whale' appeared. The three of them fought a battle with the Winged King Whale and captured it. In the end, they got a portion of 'Fairy Bie Xue's special whale fairy dish'.

As a result, the three of them had not set out yet, and the Winged King Whale had been captured, and the reward also grew wings and flew away.

"Haha, there is no way, after all, we are not Senior Bai. If Senior Bai set out with us this time, we will definitely meet this Winged King Whale." The handsome monk next to him smiled.

Yu Rouzi was dejected: "Every time at this time, I miss Senior Bai very much."

"I feel that it would be good if we could arrive at the Immortal Feast safely, without any twists and turns." Song Shuhang sighed.

Senior Bai hasn't come out of retreat yet, and everyone is feeling uneasy.

Song Shuhang hopes that this Immortal Banquet will be safe and sound, and nothing will happen.

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October 6, 2019, 10 o'clock.

Song Shuhang, Yu Rouzi, and the mysterious layman sorted out their belongings, and flew to the Immortal Banquet with swords, knives, and magic weapons.

The mysterious layman put his hands behind his back and stepped on a ring with a pair of small wings on it. He was flying very fast. When he was flying, a faint aroma of wine would emanate from the ring. In order to make his "sense of presence" stronger, the mysterious layman tried his best.

Then it was Yu Rouzi, who was the weakest. In order to catch up with Song Shuhang and the mysterious layman, she used the "Sword Light Escape Method" that consumed more mana. Her body and the sword light merged into one, and passed by in an instant. With the "external pill magic weapon" to replenish spiritual power, it was not a problem to consume spiritual power in a short time.

Song Shuhang and Yu Rouzi were side by side. He was just using the ordinary flying sword technique. The blade of the treasured sword Basui grew bigger, and the whalebone guardrail on it opened. Song Shuhang held the guardrail tightly, feeling relieved.

Along the way, the mysterious monk and Song Shuhang discussed the topic of [increasing their presence]. The two proposed countless hypotheses and talked happily, wishing they could talk for ten days and ten nights.

The mysterious monk couldn't help but feel that they had met too late.

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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Shuhang and his three friends finally entered the scope of the [White Dragon Sea] province where the "Immortal Feast" was held.

"We are almost there." The mysterious monk said.

Yu Rouzi: "I am so tired,

Senior Song, Senior Sword Saint, let's slow down. ??··"

"No problem, Fairy Feather. It's just right. We also need to determine the location of Su's Aqi Daoyou and others so that we can navigate there." The mysterious monk nodded.

So, Song Shuhang and his three friends slowed down their flight speed.

The mysterious layman began to contact Kuang Dao Sanlang and Su Shi Ah Qi.

At this time, in the void, from time to time, you can see flashes of sword light, escape light, fairy boat, and divine shuttle.

Members from all over the world who participated in the "Immortal Eating Banquet" were all rushing to Bailonghai Province.

The invitation range of this Immortal Eating Banquet is very wide, not limited to the cultivation world.

Song Shuhang also saw a knight riding a colorful Pegasus passing by him quickly. The Pegasus ran in the void with four legs, as if it was down to earth, very handsome.

Pegasus knights and dragon knights are both very handsome professions.

"Colorful horses, I want to eat." At this time, Sister Bailong suddenly spoke above Song Shuhang's head.

Pada~ The colorful Pegasus that was running wildly in front suddenly lost its front hoof and slid forward hundreds of meters on its knees.

Song Shuhang: "..."

The knight on the horse reacted quickly, and he jumped off the horse. Then he reached out and grabbed his colorful Pegasus.

The colorful Pegasus finally stood firm, but its four legs were still shaking, as if it had encountered something terrible.

The knight in armor was confused and could only reach out to gently comfort his Pegasus, speaking soothing words.

It took a lot of effort to calm the Pegasus down.

Then the knight in armor got on the horse.

The colorful Pegasus flapped its wings and continued to fly away in the void.

Sister Bailong watched the colorful Pegasus go away, with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

"Well, Sister Bailong, please be patient. I still have some friendship with Fairy Bie Xue. After the Immortal Feast, I will ask Fairy to prepare a full horse feast for you?" Song Shuhang said.

He still had some spirit stones on him, so it should be no problem to pay for a full horse feast.

Sister Bailong smiled gently and said, "I'm just talking... My current state is similar to a body of merit, and I can't eat anything even if I want to."

After that, she shrank again and hid in Song Shuhang's white whale guardrail.

The three continued to fly forward slowly.

At this time, another cultivator flew over from a distance.

This cultivator was not from the ‘cultivation system’. He had white hair and beard, but was tall and strong. His muscles exploded and his body was covered with scars.

He was only wearing a pair of beach pants and riding a strange spirit beast.

This spirit beast looked a bit like a spider, but there was a huge eye in the position of its body. There was a pair of bat wings on its back, flapping slowly.

The old man saw Song Shuhang and his companions flying slowly from a distance, and at first he didn’t care, and was ready to ride the spirit beast to fly past Song Shuhang.

But when he was about to approach Song Shuhang, he suddenly had an idea.

The attribute of [No one in the world does not know you] is activated.

"Ba...Ba Song~Ba...Ba Ru!" He said tremblingly.

Song Shuhang: "..."

When a white-haired old man calls you "Ba Ba", what kind of feeling is that?

After trembling, the muscular old man commanded his spider spirit beast to stay away from Song Shuhang, with a face full of fear of pregnancy.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Then, after a while.

The white-haired old man suddenly had another thought.

His eyes fell on Song Shuhang's right fist.

There was Song Shuhang's life weapon, the 'Anti-Whale Warrior Gloves'.

Then, the old man suddenly became excited again, and he commanded his spirit beast to approach Song Shuhang carefully.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"The false holy light will abandon believers, but the true holy light will never abandon anyone!" The old man said to Song Shuhang, and then he pinched his thumb and pressed it hard on his chest.

He sensed the highest standard of 'real holy light' from Song Shuhang's boxing gloves, which was simply the holy light of the incarnation of God!

Song Shuhang was confused.

At this time, the voice of Sister Bailong came: [May the real holy light smile at you, child. You answer him like this. Answer him with a smile. ]

Song Shuhang's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally squeezed out a gentle smile: "May the real holy light smile at you, child."

Facing a person who could be his grandfather, calling him 'child', Song Shuhang felt goose bumps all over his body, and an unspeakable sense of shame surged in his heart.

After seeing Song Shuhang's gentle smile, the old man in the fifth level realm suddenly burst into tears: "Woo woo woo ~ Real holy light, you didn't abandon us."

"Saint, please tell us... where is our god?" The white-haired, muscular old man choked.

Song Shuhang: "???"

"Saint, our god... is gone." The muscular old man continued: "That day, we opened our eyes, but found that we had forgotten a lot of things. We were clearly gathered together because of the same belief. We still have doctrines and scriptures in our hands, which record the meaning of the true holy light. We vaguely remember that the gods were once by our side. But now, we have forgotten everything. We have forgotten our gods, and we can't even recall what the gods look like."

"Many companions have left, and more and more companions are confused and lost their direction."

"Where is my Lord?"

"Has my Lord... abandoned us?"

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.

Well, he could roughly guess the identity of this old man.

A believer of [The End of the Church], or even a fanatic.

Their god, the creation of the Second Heavenly Dao, the 'Eyes Planet', was thrown into the 'Heavenly Dao Black Room' by the Heavenly Dao of the day.

Like Song Shuhang and others, the Eyes Planet was fundamentally turned into a 'little transparent'.

Its believers in the heavens and the worlds could not remember it, its name, its appearance, or its divine power.

Come to think of it, it was quite miserable.

Faith completely collapsed overnight.

And now, this muscular old man might have mistaken Song Shuhang for a saint in the ‘Cult of the End’ because of the aura of the Holy Light of the End in Song Shuhang’s ‘Anti-Whale Warrior Gloves’ and his identity as an ‘Eighth-Rank Mysterious Saint’.

“Saint, is our god… still there?” the old man smiled.

[How to answer him now? ] Song Shuhang asked Sister Bailong.

Sister Bailong smiled gently: [Feel free to play, I thought he had something important to do with you, it seems that he just mistook you. ]

Song Shuhang nodded, and then he slowly said: “The old god… is dead.”

“Dead, dead?” The muscular old man widened his eyes.

After a moment, he suddenly yelled, "Impossible, impossible! How could my Lord die?"

"In all the heavens and the worlds, only the Way of Heaven is immortal. God is not the Way of Heaven." Song Shuhang said slowly.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I don't listen, I don't listen." The muscular old man covered his ears and shouted.

This classic action, if done by a cute little loli, is called cute, arrogant and cute.

If done by a muscular white-haired old man, it is called collapse, called ghost beast.

"Saint, our God will not die so easily. Let's... summon it out. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to summon it again!" After screaming for a long time, the muscular old man raised his head, looked at Song Shuhang, and said expectantly.

Song Shuhang's heart moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you ready to summon? Do you know the price?"

"I am willing to sacrifice my life for my Lord." The white-haired old man shouted.

Sure enough, the brainwashed creatures of fanatics have an IQ of -100