Every figure in these figures is a great saint.

They all exude an aura of terror.

For everyone watching the battle, they may have never seen such a large number of great saints in their lives.

Such a huge battle.

To say that I have no regrets in this life is nothing more than that.

"The three great saints of the Sun and Moon Sect, the Heaven, Earth and Man," the Holy King of Light narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Looks like we are all old friends."

"Holy in Heaven, Holy in Earth and Holy in Man."

After these three great saints came out, it was not finished.

I saw another old man wearing a star robe walking out.

The old man looked solemn and serious in speech.

But the powerful power emanating from his body is very eye-catching.

"Situ Fire King."

It's not too late.

Another fat man wearing a cassock and looking like a defeated monk also walked out of the formation.

"Sumi Smiling Monk."

The Holy King of Light read their names one by one.

These are all the remnants left behind after the Sun Moon Sect left during the great war.

"My ancestor was too soft-hearted in the first place, so he shouldn't have let you go," said the Holy King of Light.

“Everything in the world has laws.

My Buddha is merciful, and today it is time for us, the Sun and Moon Sect, to take charge," replied the smiling monk Xumi.

"Xumi, I remember that during the war, you seemed to be the Great Emperor.

Just a little-known person.
Chapter completed!