Chapter 855: The breath of God?

The soul of the ancestor Qingtian was burning wildly, and almost all the monks of the Tenglong tribe saw it. There was a hint of unconcealed shock in their eyes. Even the ancestor Qingtian was forced to burn the soul, which shows how critical the situation is now.

The Eight-Winged Angel of the Royal Family did not want to waste his time. A grin appeared on his face. With a big hand, he would grab the soul of the ancestor Qingtian to pieces and grab the Dragon Soul Scepter in his hand. Under this grab, the sky was filled with rich holy light, which was almost suppressed and unable to breathe.

But at this moment, the turning point finally appeared. A huge palm suddenly appeared from the void. This palm was jade-colored, flashing with jade-like light. What's even more terrifying is that the aura emitted on the palm made people feel extremely deep, just like a real god who came to the world. Even this eight-winged angel of the royal family was filled with awe and fear.

"Bang"

The huge forces collided with each other, and the jade-like hands did not damage at all. Instead, the body of the royal eight-winged angel retreated repeatedly, and the face could not be concealed with shock.

"Who? Who is it?"

Everyone looked at the void. At this time, in the void, there was a great existence standing far away. The great existence shined with sacred light, and the overwhelming power was like a breath of god.

This is the true breath of the gods, without any falsehood.

Only the ancestor Qingtian looked incredible at this moment. He could see clearly that although this person was shrouded in sacred glory, he could still see clearly that this person was clearly the disappeared Yang Yi.

He originally thought that Yang Yi had disappeared without a trace, but he did not expect to return at this moment. Even he was shocked by the aura around him. He seemed to have an idea in his heart to kneel down immediately.

"Even if you understand the Heart of Fire, you are only in the middle stage of the Heavenly Lord. Why does it have such a terrifying power? Just like a real god?"

Ancestor Qingtian would never have thought that when Yang Yi appeared again, he would appear strongly in this way.

The person who suddenly appeared was Yang Yi. He had no scruples and directly exuded the divine nature of Amoro in his body. This was the breath of God. Naturally, it could make countless people feel awe in their hearts, just like the most powerful existence in their eyes.

God’s breath, God is supreme, and no one can blaspheme God’s majesty!

The sudden incident not only shocked the eight-winged angel of the royal family, but even the very mysterious royal family angel, Mo Jin, who had always been sitting in the chariot, suddenly flew over with the chariot.

"Swoosh"

The huge chariot, with irresistible power, descended directly to the side of the royal eight-winged angel. Then a ray of light suddenly appeared in the chariot. A golden light flashed all over the void, with five pairs of wings behind it. The five pairs of wings are the ten-winged angels. This is the most powerful among angels and the limit of angels. It is called the angel.

Moreover, these five pairs of wings have completely become golden brilliance. Just by looking at it casually, you will know that the royal bloodline he inherited is obviously much stronger than the eight-winged angel of the royal family. This is Mo Jin of this generation.

At this time, Mo Jin was also full of shock. Maybe others didn't know it, but he knew it very well, because he had felt the first generation of Mo Jin from the Mo Jin lineage, that is, the God of Mo Jin, and he would not make mistakes.

At this time, the aura emitted from Yang Yi's body was the pure aura of the gods, and it was definitely not anything else. Although the aura was much weaker than the aura of the god of Mo Jin, the god was a god, and was always stronger than an ant, and was enough to look down on everyone. Mo Jin would never have imagined that there would be a god.

However, this god looks a bit weird, but he can't tell where there is something weird.

Gradually, the golden light dissipated and Yang Yi's figure finally appeared. At this time, the people in the Tenglong tribe looked inexplicable but unbelievable.

"This...is Elder Yang?"

"It seems to be Elder Yang, but the aura just now was too powerful. How could Elder Yang have such a powerful aura?"

"Elder Yang disappeared for a long time. Even if his cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds, he will not knock the Eight-Winged Angel of the Royal Family away with just one blow. This is really a bit too evil."

"Maybe Elder Yang has an adventure that we cannot imagine. No matter what, Elder Yang is a friend but a enemy, and our Tenglong tribe may be saved."

Yang Yi is definitely not unfamiliar with the Tenglong tribe. During the last attack of the angel army, Yang Yi showed extraordinary means, so he was very well-known in the Tenglong tribe. They were unable to associate the person who was now shining with the sacred light with Yang Yi for a while.

Not only the Tenglong tribe, but also some people in the angel army met Yang Yi, the six-winged angels Lutra and Lutes. The last time they personally led the army to attack the Tenglong tribe, they were ruined by Yang Yi, so they were very impressed.

"Mr. Mo Jin, this person is named Yang Yi. He was originally just the cultivation level of the two-winged angel. His strength was comparable to the peak of the four-winged angel, but I don't know why he suddenly became so strange this time."

Lutes said hurriedly.

"Hmm? What you said is true?"

Mo Jin frowned, as if he was a little disbelief. After all, Yang Yi's aura is true or not. No one would have thought that he was just a mere early stage cultivator of the Heavenly Lord before.

Lutes hurriedly pulled Lutela, and the two said together: "We can be sure that this person is Yang Yi. He fought with us a few months ago. His overall strength can only match the peak of the Four-Winged Angel."

After receiving the affirmative answer from both of them, Mo Jin frowned even deeper.

The eight-winged angel of the royal family had a gloomy face and said in a low voice: "But the palm just now was really fierce, and there was a majesty that made people feel extremely fearful, just like the god of the Mo Jin lineage of my Mo Jin lineage. Such an aura would never be wrong."

The Eight-Winged Angel of the Royal Clan said with certainty, how could a person who can perform such an attack be just a mere existence that can match the peak of the Four-Winged Angel?

"Okay, don't argue anymore, I'll know if I'll try it?"

Mo Jin's face darkened, and he suddenly looked up at Yang Yi. He opened his big hand and the whole sky seemed to have darkened in an instant. A palm covering the world directly slapped Yang Yi.

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Chapter completed!