Chapter 22; Fallen Angel Ramoco

The Holy Spirit World is the most mysterious space of the six paths in the world. It is rumored that there are immortality in human history, but all this is extremely incredible for ordinary people, but for some people, it is no longer a secret, legend, and sometimes it really exists.

On the sea of clouds, Han Bai's crazy killing, continuous magic cannon roar, the white clouds and water are stained with a layer of colorful colors, the whole sky becomes black and red because of the smell of blood, the atmosphere is full of strangeness, the turbulent roar of the whole space, and the huge power generated by the cold wind is like a symphony, singing death Song.

Thousands of cloud-water seagulls, iron-backed water sharks, cloud water beasts and other local creatures of the sea of clouds finally disappeared in two hours of bombardment. Han Bai, who was suspended in mid-air, did not have a trace of excitement. On the contrary, the alarm in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and a heart seemed to jump out of his throat. Coupled with the continuous use of such a large-scale killing trick, Han Bai had already felt strong fatigue as if the waves were constantly hitting his nerves.

Gaga...

Finally, the last magic cannon was launched, and the sound of a stuck shell came from the barrel. After all, the ten magic cannons have not been guaranteed for hundreds of years, even if Niki's talent barely repaired it with other materials, under such a strong operation, it has finally completely reduced to a pile of scrap iron.

"Ah, we are saved..."

On the deck, the examiners who were previously rescued by Han Bai found that the crisis around them were relieved. They danced and cried one by one. Several women also adapted to the smell of blood in the air and smiled broadly one by one. Only Zhang Zi raised his eyebrows and frowned more tightly, and even the water handed over by Guo Qing's little sister were indifferent.

"Yang, protect everyone on the ship. Nitch tried his best to drive the cloud boat away from this water as soon as possible!" The shocking roar came from Han Bai's mouth. Under everyone's blank and ignorant eyes, a huge black hole suddenly twisted from the space in the gray sky. A trace of breath overflowed from the black hole. Death, fear, trembling, evil, killing, and all kinds of crazy negative emotions made everyone, including the sea of clouds. Some creatures trembled.

Falled angel! The fusion of light and darkness, the traitor of the angelic god of the Holy Spirit, and the god of war in charge of death in the underworld.

Strong fear, even if Han Bai desperately wanted to ignore that feeling, his body instinctive sense of danger made his whole body tremble slightly.

In the sky, a figure flashed in the black hole. He was a handsome but expressionless man, wearing a gloomy feather robe, his eyes were indifferent, and he was holding a simple sword. Surprisingly, a pair of wings behind him were dark and bright, with some strange runes flowing on it.

One wing of a fallen angel, the strength of the angel protoon is divided by the wings of the angel behind it, which is divided into nine wings, corresponding to the three realms of the strong in the human sanctuary.

"The humble human world? What kind of power is it, since it transmits the great Ramoco to this weak world? The fallen angel in the sky frowned and whispered. When the wings of the dark angel behind him gently flapped, it represented the breath of killing gods in the underworld, which made everyone on the top cloud boat pale and tremble except Zhang Ziyang.

Outside the gate of Kaiyuan College, the appearance of the fallen angel Ramoko shocked everyone present. Some were lucky enough to cross the sea of clouds in advance, and some were looking forward to a good show, but no one found a pair of curved eyes in the crowd, which were full of gloomy smiles.

Baili crazy saw Ramoco's appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little. He was about to step into the crisis of Han Bai and others, but he was pulled to his ear by the sloppy old man who reacted and said angrily, "Little madman, you are making a mistake! Don't you know the rules of the sea of clouds? Entering the sea of clouds, life and death are impermanent!"

"Fallen angels, those boys can't resist at all. The teenagers with two heavenly potentials can't afford to lose Kaiyuan College, and the whole human beings can't afford to lose." Baili franted his fists clenched, and his whole body was full of murderousness. Don't worry, those guys don't die so easily. Didn't you find out..." The sloppy old man wanted to speak and stopped looking at the Haitian of the duty department not far away. Baili was stunned for a moment, and he guessed a little about his old friend's thoughts. Little crazy, sometimes we old generation can't do things that are not easy to do, hey hey, but the younger generation is boiling. The sloppy old man wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth and smiled like an old fox, making Jin B2, who was standing next to him, sweat coldly.

Yunhai, after muttering to himself, Ramoco glanced around and suddenly found that a teenager stubbornly raised his head and tried to resist his pressure. He couldn't help frowning and patting down. Han Bai originally clenched his fists and stimulated his fighting spirit with his willpower. When he saw an invisible wave surging, his heart was cold and his hands were wrapped around him. Two days, the water palms folded together and surged up. He smelled a shocking sound. Han Bai's body shot into the clouds like a sharp arrow. In Shen Bingyan's sad shout, suddenly After a rolling face, Han Bai killed him again without injury.

"What?" Ramoco was slightly angry when he saw that he could not pinch an ant to death. As a trace of murderous intent rose, the thick thunder and lightning of countless adult arms in the sky burst down and killed Han Bai.

"Big, it's really a pillow to sleep. This thunder is a thunder of killing from the underworld, which is condensed from thousands of evil things and evil thoughts, representing killing and killing to become a god. However, this little thunder and lightning is not enough for you to refine. You have to ask him to summon the thunder of killing with all his strength so that he can complete the upgrade level of the lightning formula.

Looking at the black thunder coming from the general, Han Bai was about to dodge with speed, but he was moved by the cockroach Xiaoming's words. The strength of the fallen angel in front of him is the level of the Holy Land, but this is Kaiyuan College. As long as he strives to delay a little to let Nitch and others escape, he can go around the circle with speed. I think that the college will not abandon his "good seedling" with great potential. Thinking of this, Han Bai turned his head and roared down, "Nitch, don't play with your shabby things. The masters of the Holy Land are not as simple as you think. Run and run fast. If you don't take all these people to Kaiyuan College, I won't forgive you for life! And Ziyang, take good care of your girl and leave her alone... Ah"

Before Han Bai finished speaking, the thunder and lightning representing the killing of the underworld was split, and the black light trembled all over his body. Han Bai looked up to the sky and gave a sad scream, and his whole body trembled with an irregular melody. The corners of Ramako's mouth rose slightly above the sky. Ants were ants, and it was so simple to pinch death.

"Han Bai~"

A sad tone sounded from the top cloud boat and cut through the whole sky. Shen Bingyan lay softly in her arms and hugged the fainted Qin Xiaoxiao and looked at Han Bai, who was trembling in the thunder. Sister Bingyan, don't worry, Brother Xiaobai is definitely not so easy to die. His ancient martial arts cultivation method should need thunder and lightning to advance. He must have a deep meaning in doing so. Niki's voice came from the loudspeaker. Niki, who is familiar with the world, once felt the wonderful use of the thundering secret. This time, he saw Han Bai meet Lei and guess his intention. While comforting Shen Bingyan, he manipulated the cloud boat to move forward with all his strength.

Han Bai is not a master of acting!

This killing Raymoco was just summoned casually, and its power was only one-tenth of the power of the power of the thunder at the beginning. When the thunder was running with all its strength, the pain was dispensable. However, in order to satisfy Ramoco's arrogance, Han Bai screamed like a little girl who was** by more than a dozen big men** It's terrible to hear.

A minute passed, and Han Bai's screams fluctuated from each other...

Five minutes have passed, and the cry is still loud...

Ten minutes have passed....

Ramoco's eyebrows were entangled, and the small creature underneath was really incredible. After suffering from the destruction of the thunder of killing for more than ten minutes, he twisted his buttocks and turned his waist loudly as if he had nothing. Finally, Ramako became a little irritable. Since a little ant spent so long on his great fallen angel, he felt a trace of insult. If this matter spreads to the underworld, his Ramoko's statement will be completely finished, and how can he take charge of killing in the future! Thinking of this, Ramoco was with a trace of anger. With a big sword in his hand, the thunderlight, which was darker and red than before, fell from the sky. The strong breath of killing suddenly completely surrounded Han Bai, penetrated his body, and directly killed Zhihai to prepare to completely turn him into a powder.

"The sea of blood sinks!"

"Spiritual shock!"

"Water Dragon Yin!"

"Great sea god, wake up and let your glory turn into the evil existence in front of you!"

A huge figure came towards Hanbai. It was Xiaoming, a cockroach that turned into a giant, carrying Shen Bingyan, Mosaic and Ning Xiaoling. Zhang Ziyang had already hit the sea of blood with the advantage of speed. The sea of blood was all over the sky, and the ancient altar was distorted, singing the melody of the years. , stirred on Ramoco.

The ripple-like spiritual power and ferocious roaring water dragon came immediately. Shen Bingyan held high and sang softly in the wind with her long hair of the sea god. The ripples rippled on the clouds, and a strong breath in the sky spread. A hundred-foot vortex circled from the sea of clouds. The water rose, and a column of water held it. A man with strong muscles on his upper body and fish tail in his lower body and a trident holding a trident looked wildly at Ramoco above the sky.

With a cold hum, in the face of various attacks from all directions, Ramoco's sword swept, the half-arc air wave directly smashed the altar, the water dragon cut it into two, and the spiritual impact dissipated. Since one blow hit seriously injured Zhang Ziyang, Mosaic and Ning Xiaoling!

"Water God Poseidon? A small split, since he dares to be presumptuous in front of my Ramoco, go to die!" Ramako squinted at the resolute mermaid, held the sword in both hands, cut the void, the space was broken, and the black knife was invincible to the water god split below.