Sharp!

The sword light rolled up a series of spiritual power, and he shook Yeho, the main god of the sixteen-winged holy angel, back several steps.

"Um?"

Just as hesitated, the ancient bronze sword suddenly turned into terrifying sword blades in the air and roared out.

Chirp...

A circle of golden light suddenly surged, guarding Yeho firmly inside.

All the bronze ancient swords were shaken away, and at this moment, a domineering black figure appeared in the sky.

Holding a sword in his right hand, he looked at Yeho in the distance.

"Ding Qin Sword!"

"The God of Killing Bai Qi!"

Yun Zhongjun suddenly raised his head, feeling the surging murderous aura coming to his face, and his heart was filled with shock.

Especially the surging 400,000 soldiers surrendered to Zhao State behind, the resentful souls of the 400,000 soldiers kept making waves of roars, which made people feel even more creepy.

Although he and the God of Killing are not from the same era, he has also heard of the power of the God of Killing.

This time I saw it with my own eyes, which shocked him even more.

He is also a master of the Mahayana realm. Yun Zhongjun is at the peak of the Mahayana realm, while the Killing God is at the perfect realm of the Mahayana realm.

The strength of both sides is only one step away, but if you really want to fight, Yun Zhongjun is definitely not the opponent of the God of Killing.

Seeing the Killing God right in front of him, the eight pairs of golden wings behind Yeho shook slightly, and some golden feathers fell.

"You are very strong!"

Yeho's eyes were extremely confident and he stared at Bai Qi.

If it weren't for some reason, he would have liked to come directly with his original body.

But now, there is no other choice.

Although his strength has been weakened to a certain extent, he still has the power to fight.

The sixteen-winged angel is equivalent to a scattered immortal cultivator.

In terms of strength, it is equivalent to a master of eternal people from various sects.

Of course, in terms of combat power, at the same level, Eastern monks are much stronger than paradise masters.

Otherwise, they would not have been defeated at the beginning, and they were eventually beaten out of the East and would never set foot in the East.

The 400,000 resentful souls behind them kept roaring.

It seemed as if it was constantly grinning, which made people feel creepy.

Bai Qi did not talk nonsense with Yeho, but carried the Ding Qin sword and came roaring again.

The combat power is vast, the terrifying combat power condensed.

At this time, the resentful soul behind it seemed to have opened its lusty eyes and raised the ancient weapons in its hands together.

The entire sky was instantly covered by dark clouds, and the roar of ghosts gradually approached, and the vast and strange sound was like the sound of the collapse of the sky and the earth cracking!

The pressure was as majestic as the sea of ​​anger swept through the sky, making everyone like a small boat in the stormy waves.

This is the first time Bai Qi has experienced such seriousness since he woke up.

The other holy envoys were fighting with Yun Zhongjun alone. The two sides could not decide the outcome for a while.

The evil spirits spread on the ground, and blood flowed continuously in the streets. Coupled with the bones, it was like purgatory reappearing on earth.

Bai Qi suddenly raised his sword and roared out, and the resentful soul behind him roared out.

He always carries the resentful souls of 400,000 surrendered soldiers in Zhao State, and invisibly makes his strength far superior to ordinary people!

"People often call me to kill God. Today, I will use the blood of God to justify my name. What is killing God?"

Rumble...

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder struck directly.

Yeho was not afraid at all, but still supported the dazzling golden protective cover.

Let the thunder spread, without fear at all.

"It's ridiculous! You deserve to be called the God of Killing?"

"court death!"

Ding Qin's sword came out of his hand, and the sword appeared like a dragon, and blood light burst out.

It seemed like a huge blood-colored skull opened its jaw and swallowed directly towards Yeho.

Bang bang bang bang...

Even the indestructible golden protective cover began to crack at this moment.

It was slowly shattered as if it had a spider web.

Bang!

As the sound rang out, Yeho directly spitted out a mouthful of golden blood.

"You deserve to be called Lord of God?"

The golden blood did not fall to the ground, but condensed into long golden rivers in the air.

"You dare to let me stain blood!"

Like a normal level of immortality, even a drop of blood is enough to burn mountains and seas, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to break.

There is a very high Taoist connotation in it.

This pool of golden blood is filled with fearsome divine power.

The golden river that was directly transformed into in the air directly gave the entire sky to the dragon's photo!

The dark clouds disappeared, and even the four hundred thousand resentful souls seemed to be infected and stopped roaring.

Inherited from the ancient Sanskrit sound, some resentful souls suddenly turned into golden streams and slowly dissipated in the air.

Holy Sacrifice!

Yeho wants to directly purify the resentful soul behind the God of Killing!

Bai Qi frowned slightly. In fact, he was able to recover from the dead and master such powerful power, not just because of the mysterious blue flowers.

It’s even more because of the 400,000 unyielding soul in the body!

If the resentful soul is all energetic, then Bai Qi's strength will be affected!

Bai Qi raised his sword again, waved it casually, and the word "kill" suddenly condensed in the air.

The space is shattered, the earth is shaking!

The whole sky became dark again, and countless buildings collapsed directly!

All communication instruments collapsed directly, and the most terrifying thing is that the satellites in the sky are directly cut off!

The power of a sword is filled with murderous aura.

Rumble...

The golden river dried up instantly!

It rained heavily throughout the sky...

And the rain was filled with drops of bright red and fishy blood!

Blood Rain!!!

Shi Gandang sat on the ground, his eyes filled with a huge sense of fighting.

Bai Qi is worthy of the name of the God of Killing. Even when facing this Western Lord God, the sixteen-winged angel Yeho, he will not be at a disadvantage.

The power of a sword triggered a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth, forming a terrifying blood rain.

The blood rain fell on the Guanghua Ding Qin Sword and slowly dripped.

Blood rain flew, and the sword light surged again!

After swallowing and spitting, the transformation was a hundred feet long!

The sounds of swords that were comparable to thunder made everyone's ears buzzing...

Yeho realized something was wrong, and watched the God of Killing jump up suddenly, as if he was carrying the pressure of Mount Tai, and directly chopped him down.

The space seemed to be torn apart, and the surrounding area of ​​Yeho was completely enveloped by the invisible murderous aura, and it was impossible to move at all!

There is only one way to resist!

Yeho hurriedly raised his hand to stop it, but was so oppressed by the surging murderous aura that he could not move at all.

The golden holy sword in his right hand seemed to be as heavy as a pound, and could not be lifted up.

In fact, this is just a clone of Yeho.

Even if you die, you will not cause much damage to the body of Yeha.

However, he was really unwilling to lose to the God of Killing in this way.

As the sword light was about to fall, a few black magic light suddenly appeared, directly covering Yeho.

The sword light slashed down!

There was a loud bang!

The smoke spread. Through the rich smoke, it was discovered that Yeho had not been damaged at all!

With the appearance of black wings, Yeho's face suddenly changed drastically...
Chapter completed!