The flames enveloped the position where Xiao Yu had stood before, but there was no fluctuation of spiritual power inside.

Xiao Yu was wearing a straw raincoat at this time and stood among the angels, with all his skin covered with white aura.

When the flames approached his body, they seemed to be excluded and could not get close to him at all.

However, that state lasted for a moment, and Xiao Yu felt that his spiritual power was depleted very quickly, so he did not dare to continue the stalemate.

Father Fire stood in the distance and carefully sensed the changes of several angels. After discovering that Xiao Yu had disappeared, the other two priests of the Creation Divine Cult hurriedly recalled the angels to protect him.

At this moment, the six strange beasts surrounding Xiao Yu suddenly became anxious, and then the flames inside began to explode.

Boom...

A surging white light rushed from the ground where Xiao Yu was standing before, and the six fire beasts were directly pushed out dozens of meters away by the white light.

At the same time, a shadow flashed out from the white light and rushed towards Father Fire.

"Good guy, even angels can't trap you."

Seeing the white light flying towards him, Father Fire shouted loudly, slapped out his palm in front, and collided with Xiao Yu who was rushing towards him.

With one blow, Father Fire was directly hit by a powerful force and retreated more than ten meters away. Xiao Yu in the white light did not take a step back and still rushed towards Father Fire.

Seeing Xiao Yu coming fiercely, Father Fire finally lost his previous arrogance on his face, but when Xiao Yu rushed over, he took out a half-meter-long flag.

The flag was bright red, and there was a big bird of flames with red wings on it.

"Beast Soul Flag?"

When Xiao Yu saw the flag, he paused slightly, swung the wooden sword in his hand, and rushed towards the other party again.

"Huaxia boy, are you afraid you have forgotten us?"

As soon as Xiao Yu flew more than ten meters away, he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind, and then a strong wind blew, which was a small hill the size of a palm.

The hill is not big. After approaching Xiao Yu, it becomes ten meters in size, taking the top of Mount Tai, falling from the top, as if it is about to smash him into a meat pie.

"What a strange magic weapon."

Xiao Yu was secretly shocked. He watched the hill roaring down from above his head. Without thinking, a inkstone flew out and collided directly with the hill.

When the two collided, the inkstone paused slightly, and then it began to fall downwards.

"Haha, Huaxia Taoist, the power of my Creator God is not something you can compare to."

Seeing that Xiao Yu's magic weapon could not resist his attack, the red-robed priest couldn't help laughing, and another priest also began to recite it at this time.

"The Creator, who created mankind and gave us life, you have the light of God to shine on all the people, please give me divine power..."

The priest of the red robe held a magic wand in one hand and a gray book in the other, and his body emitted a white light, giving people an extremely holy feeling.

As the other party said, the hill above Xiao Yu's head grew bigger again, and within a few breaths, it became more than twenty meters high.

And the inkstone that was blocked by the hill could no longer hold on and began to fall down.

"Haha, boy, your death is here."

The remaining priest from the red robe saw that Xiao Yu was unable to support his lonely wood, and couldn't help laughing again, as if he had seen Xiao Yu be about to be smashed into a meat pie.

He felt that Xiao Yu was not that weak and could not be killed by Xiao Shan.

So he seemed to be controlling the beast soul, but in fact he was guarding against Xiao Yu's sudden attack.

On the other hand, a priest in red robe was still praying, while the other priest had already rushed towards the green dragon.
Chapter completed!