After being braked for thirty times, Michael finally sighed helplessly, "It's over, I can't catch up. If I lose this bone, I'll...ah."

Michael had the idea of ​​retreating, but how could Gabriel give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Even though Gabriel herself was restricted, she still chased after Fanni desperately. She was so greedy that she didn't notice why Fanni had the ability to check and balance the eight-winged angel.

Gabriel didn't think about it and ignored this matter.

In her eyes, there were only ten-winged angel bones.

But Michael and the Lord at the door of the temple both noticed this situation. When the Lord's calm eyes drifted to the angel statue in Fanny's hand, the calm expression disappeared!

"That is..." The Lord stared at the angel statue with deep thoughts.

That angel statue made this supreme God fear him. What kind of thing is that?

The Lord's white robe moved slightly, and he had taken a step forward.

This step seems to be a step, but it has already spanned a thousand meters.

Michael looked at the Lord in shock, and he did not expect that even God wanted to chase the four-winged angel girl.

Fanny turned her head and happened to see the scene of the Lord flashing a thousand meters. She was immediately panicked and quickly took out the angel statue to use the same trick again.

At that moment, Gabriel was not only braked again.

Even the Lord was instantly stagnant.

Michael was shocked, and he was shocked to look at God who was also forced to brake.

Who is God, the Lord, the supreme ruler of God's divine realm, the god who ruled all angels and believers. Such an existence would be controlled by an inconspicuous four-winged angel?

It's so incredible!

The Lord frowned and stopped, and closed his eyes to sense.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and muttered to himself in confusion: "It's impossible, can my power be limited by...a space?"

The Lord stretched out his palm and placed it on his chest, and then he exerted force to tear open his chest, staring blankly at the depths of his bloody chest.

There, a bright red beating heart was surrounded by a more dazzling and holy light.

This light does not belong to the Lord nor to all the angels in the world today, because the power contained in this light is stronger than that of all angels.

Even far exceeds that ten-winged angel!

No, it’s not just transcendence, it’s more like…dimensional crushing!

When facing this power of light, this Emperor of Heaven actually felt a long-lost fear and anxiety.

It's like meeting...a real ancestor.

"It's very strong, not the power of this era."

The Lord let go of his palm, and his torn chest healed instantly, and his white robe covered it again.

"But it's a pity that this power has been a bit...decayed."

The Lord closed his eyes and exerted force, and the huge power deep in his body surged out, rushing towards the major meridians guarded by these dazzling holy lights like waves.

With the sound of crisp cracks, all the Jehovah's meridians were broken.

His strength returned to his body.

At the same time, the angel statue in Fanni's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling light, as if it was stimulated, and its light was exactly the same as the dazzling holy light.

The Lord destroyed the holy light and raised his footsteps to continue chasing, but the next moment a stronger and more brilliant holy light ejected from the sky far away.

The source of this brilliant holy light is the angel statue!

"Come again?" The Lord looked calm, and raised his hand and shone light to form a shield. "Your power is more taboo than the ten-winged angel."

Buzz...

The dazzling holy light intersected with the shield, and a huge wave of light burst out instantly.

In just a moment, all the flowers, plants and trees in a radius withered.

If you use professional chemical equipment to test here, you will find that the optical radiation index here has reached the level of 100 Hiroshima!

This is not the holy light, it is the chemical radiation wave that harvests life!

...

On the Caesar continent, six evil gods were covered in blood and walked towards the subcontinent plate on the corpses of the angels. They were ready to fight across the ocean.

"That bastard Indra is going to destroy our hometown!"

Chi You gritted his teeth and said to the Emperor of Fengdu: "Your southern ghost city and my 100,000 Miaojiang mountains have all become tools for Imperial Shitian to retaliate against us!"

"If my Miaojiang is occupied by Indra, even if I fight for the blood-collapse flesh, I will still pull down one of the legs of the dog-bearing turtle in Indra!"

The news that Indra's march into the land of Jiuzhou naturally reached the ears of the evil gods.

Indra was unwilling to come and clear them directly, but turned his head to kill Miaojiang and southern cities. This despicable method made Chi You angry to the limit.

His grandma, if you have any grudges, he will come to me for fucking!

Run to my house to have chicken feathers, what a fucking group of bald donkeys!

The reason why you can't get into trouble is as good as your family, you can't see these bald turtles at all!

Therefore, the extremely angry evil gods planned to cross the ocean and go to find Indra to fight for the bloody battle.

If you don’t come to find you, then we will find you!

If you have the ability, you will kill us. Don’t go to my house!

With hatred for Indra, the evil gods began to cross the ocean.

They will arrive in the South Asian plate in less than two hours!

When the evil gods left, a dozen black figures floating in the air suddenly walked out of the yellow sand in the distance.

The leading black figure pointed at his chest, and in an instant, all the black figures changed layer by layer, retracting back to the black object on his chest like a Transformer.

"Are these gods and demons going to the Asian continent?"

The leader of the speech was wearing a king's cloak embroidered with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the Chinese character "一" on the shoulder of the cloak was extremely prominent.

"King Xing, what should we do?" asked the rest of the figures.

Xing Yi looked back and said decisively: "Notify all the major sub-districts of the Renwang Hall that all members of the eighth level or above will gather in the General Hall under the leadership of their respective Renwang Generals!"

All the figures nodded respectfully and scattered away.

Xing Yi looked back at the vast sea and sighed: "The Man King Palace has just absorbed global strong men of about 367 levels. Is the war going to start now?"

Half an hour later, on the Caesar Continent, among the black palaces standing in various areas, there were densely packed with strong men wearing dark matter armor.

These strong men have different skin colors and different ethnic groups.

They come from all over the world and have different habits and beliefs.

But at this moment, they all wore the badge of the Human King Hall and the dark matter armor that rewarded the eighth-level strongmen, and all flew towards the general hall in the north.

The leader is the masters.
Chapter completed!