Vol 2 Chapter 859: : Incomplete Avenue

The Temple of Dawn is located on the seashore, leaning against the sea, and has a huge platform, like a pure white stone carved out, but there will be no such large boulder in the world.
Behind the platform is the highest temple supported by hundreds of stone pillars.
It is bright and transparent no matter day or night, and it is located at the highest point of White Coral City.
Chucheng came once, when he failed to notice that the highest temple was built by divine power. No other god, like the goddess of dawn, expends divine power to build such a supreme temple in the world.
The Pope of the Goddess of Dawn never felt that she would have rivals in the world, even if the Pope of the Bright God came.
She is invincible not only in the White Coral City, but in the world, no one has a powerful temple like her, which is still a hundred thousand miles away, and still can borrow the power of the temple.
And now ...
An Bai waited on the platform, and the iron rod forged in the flames of light.
An Bai felt that something was permeating into her body. She was shocked, her body feeling could not be wrong, but here is the Temple of Dawn, how could an accident happen?
"Your Majesty!" An Bai didn't get up and knew that things weren't going well.
The pope was deep in the hall and did not respond to An Bai's call. She let An Bai go to struggle with Chucheng, but she didn't expect to fail. Of course, she didn't fail completely. Somehow it still left some connection, but it was not enough.
Since An Bai can't do it, then she will come by herself.
Originally Anbai was born for this day.
An Bai was sitting on the platform, her body was full of divine power, but what was scary was that her own life was being absorbed by the platform. The speed is fast, but she does not see aging.
Something replaces her essence and exchanges with her life.
An Bai looked dull, she knew she was going to die, she was simple, but not stupid. From the girlhood to the present, so many things happened, how could she not know her special status in the temple.
She refused to do anything, did not contribute to the temple, believed in the goddess of dawn, but did whatever she wanted.
Is it really naive?
She was confused about the future. She didn't know what her majesty the Pope asked her to do.
It was only today that she realized that Her Majesty the Pope did not want her to do anything, as long as she was alive, she would always pay for this skin bag that walked on earth.
There is no calculation, it is simple and clear.
Even if she had known for a long time, there was no chance to resist.
Really unwilling ...
An Bai was about to die, but he thought of Chu Cheng, the years of adventure with them.
An Bai felt a pain in his heart, as if it was a split. She lowered her head and looked through the clothes. She saw a flashing pattern on her chest, floating brightly. It was a feather.
An Bai thought for a moment, and said in his heart: "Damn guy, this thing is left in my body, but I believe in the goddess.
I can't take risks with you, nor can I kill you, which is not good.
That's it, I hope you know. "
An Bai cast his soul into the feathers, and the feathers in his heart emerged, and drifted to the sea with the wind.
Because An Bai's soul was pure, and the feather was not blocked by the platform, he flew and flew on the sea, and flew out of the control range of the temple, then suddenly flickered and disappeared.
The feathers flew away, and the Pope sensed the change. A little light flew from her fingers and flew to the platform. The light turned into a small and exquisite angel, looking at An Bai's body.
The body is not dead yet. Inside the platform, what the Pope left behind is drilled in. She is opening her eyes and looking at the little angel in front of him. The little angel sighs and the Pope sees.
There was a crack in An Bai's eyebrows, and Dawn of Light was repairing the crack quickly, but it was too late.
When the crack closed, a feather pattern was formed, gray.
It is easy to erase this pattern, but at the same time it will also erase the breath of An Bai, the body will become another person, and the power of An Bai can no longer be used.
The Pope didn't expect that his own power would succumb to a dilemma.
She couldn't solve it in the Supreme Temple.
Either give up this skin sac, then you can't rely on your own strength. With this skin sac, you can cheat Chucheng again. The skin sac is no longer An Bai, but her own.
If she wants to walk outside, she can't pretend, if she wants to pretend, she can only get a walking dead, unable to trust herself.
After thinking about it, the pope gave up the disguise, because something must have escaped, and Chu Cheng might have known the change. It's not as good as the generous, use this body to see what Chucheng did, and refine the angel door of the angel of tomorrow. For the temple, this is a terrible thing.
The angel's gate is very precious, don't look at each has a lot, but it is already the upper limit, can not continue to build.
Every loss of an angel's door is a great blow to the gods.
Why both the Kelasu Empire and the Miya Empire have intensified their offensives, because the loss of two angel doors has caused the believers of the gods to be anxious.
If Chucheng had won a ninth-level angel's gate, the Temple of Dawn would not attack.
His Majesty the Pope, he would not even think of using a substitute.
The body that can serve as a substitute for His Majesty the Pope is extremely precious and has been prepared for many years.
The Pope had never thought of anything. She asked An Bai to go to Chucheng and make a fate. With the involvement, she could count Chucheng, and Chucheng could also count her.
More importantly, she never thought that a child as simple as An Bai would have a yearning in her heart.
If An Bai didn't care about his companions who had ventured together, and wouldn't take the initiative to detach part of his soul, nothing would happen later.
What is it that shakes the faith?
The Pope is reluctant to think about it. Every time the world collides, this kind of thing will happen, and no clergy can understand it.
‘An Bai’ stood up, her eyes were dull, and she was smart for a while.
She crawled in the direction of the temple, and worshipped. In the temple, a black iron rod flew out and fell into An Bai's hands. An Bai was familiar with the body and felt a slight discomfort.
She stretched her hand and wiped her eyebrows, the gray feather marks became very clear, and she felt more comfortable now.
She can do it by forcing the strange power of law to the surface so as not to affect her body.
But expulsion destroys the origin of the body, and cannot trust the origin of the pope.
That little guy is really amazing. At that time he was only a few steps, so he could arrange this method in An Bai's body?
The Pope's avatar was pinned in An Bai's body, so thinking, the light flashed under his feet and was sent away by the platform.
Chu Cheng didn't know this, but his body, on Xuangui City, suddenly reached out and grabbed a feather, which appeared just out of thin air.
Chu Cheng looked at the feathers in his hands. Inside the feathers, there was a familiar breath that had not been in contact for a long time.
This silly boy, what kind of attachment does the have?
"Is it An Bai?" Luo Yan asked.
"Yes, can you survive?"
"No, this soul is incomplete, and her source has also been taken away by the spirit. Even if we immediately enter the kingdom of God, we will not be able to save it." Luo Yan also sighed.
Those who believe in gods usually do not end well.
Chu Cheng thought about it, and issued the next command in the ashes of the Throne of the Ashes. In a short time, a body of an Ash Angel was sent over. Chu Cheng stuffed his feathers into the body of the Ash Angel, and the Ash Angel opened his eyes, looked at Chu Cheng, and called him the protagonist.
Chu Cheng nodded and said, "In the future, you will be called Chu Bai."
Chu Bai nodded and agreed, he didn't know why, the feather inspired his life, but it did not bring An Bai's memory, nor any trace of habits in An Bai's life.
That feather is like a key, or a start code, so that the body of this ash angel is born with spirituality, or self.
"So the gods are damned." Luo Yan sighed. No matter how decisive her character was, or she was tough, she was still a woman. In the face of An Bai's simple death, she couldn't help but feel emotion in her heart.
The emotion dissipated and disappeared in her vision.
Foreign things can't be preserved, it seems to be born naturally from the heart, but Luo Yan knows that it is not a self, but a gadget that reflects An Bai's tragedy.
Daomen, do not want this kind of thing, at least Qingcheng Jianxiu do not.
The ninth-order Dao Xin is no longer contaminated. Luo Yan naturally released his emotions, and then let the emotions into the visual map. This is Luo Yan's practice method, no matter what additional emotions are within the scope of these nine visual maps.
With this method of practice, she will never invade.
Regardless of your god's means, I have the law of sustenance. As long as Jianxiu maintains himself, a sword can naturally sweep the world without requiring so many means.
After Luo Yan became a legend, he has never encountered an opponent of the same level.
There is no reason for it. Luo Yan is pure enough to be a million teachers.
Chu Cheng nodded slightly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Luo Yan's practice is the right way, so is his, but his is more difficult. Sanctification is indeed a way for him to avoid the crisis of becoming a god.
But the road to sanctification, if it is to be legal, his fundamental law is ashes.
Ash means extinguishment, death, and also a chance of rebirth.
This cyclical system, self-satisfaction, is indeed a strong avenue that can stand above the Supreme God. The question is, how does the road go?
The law of ashes is not perfect, and has to be continuously invested.
What happened to An Bai today gave him a touch of touch. If his law of ashes is strong enough, he can save An Bai.
No, because his law of ashes is incomplete and he cannot resurrect a broken soul.
Reversing life and death does involve the law of time, and he cannot control the time.
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