Chapter 6 Return to the Blood Family

Golden flame,

Tianhu Golden Flame,

In the golden flame leap, a virtual shadow of the ancient sky fox suddenly condensed out, grinning with teeth, and a pair of bloody eyes stared at the four-winged angel that had been cut off fiercely,

The next moment, there was a fierce roar, and the golden flame demon body stepped fiercely in the void. With the secret method of the demon clan, it immediately turned into a twisted golden flame, roaring at the rushing four-winged angel,

A violent and vast momentum suddenly spread out,

Feeling this awe-inspiring momentum, Yi Qing's eyes were also abruptly surprised. His eyes fell on the excited little fox beside him, and his heart was a little clear in an instant.

It seems that with the help of the fox golden elixir that day, the little fox's cultivation has increased a lot during this period,

Smile on his face, and at the same time, Yi Qing's heart suddenly relaxed,

Under this golden flame of the sky fox, Martin's attack can't help the little fox,

"Luo Chen, fight quickly."

The next moment, Yi Qing's eyes immediately fell silent again, and his eyes moved away from the confrontation between the little fox and Martin, and immediately fell on the bitter monk who led him.

A touch of sour, slowly swinging from the eyes,

"Lord, please listen to the call of piety and give me bright combat power."

I felt the undisguised murderous intention of several people in front of them. The remaining two bitter monks immediately looked awe-inspiring, and their faces suddenly became grim. They quickly looked at each other, and then sang in unison and immediately sounded in the St. John's Chapel.

In an instant, a strong white light rose on the two of them, converged together and rose to the sky,

In this white light close to the essence, there are bursts of singing, as if far and near, with a sacred atmosphere, as if falling from heaven, and with boundless solemnity,

In the deepest part of the white light, you can faintly see a small arched door, with a deep breath,

"Ha ha, do you want to fight to the death?"

Looking at the momentum in front of him, Yi Qing's eyes also slowly showed a trace of solemnity, but there was no change in his face. The clouds were light and the wind was light, and he smiled, as if he didn't care at all.

"The arrival of angels."

At this time, the two bitter monks looked extremely solemn, and there was a clear sense of fatigue, as if all the bodies in the body were drained at this moment, and the tall bodies suddenly aging,

And just as Yi Qing's laughter fell, there was a sudden shout among the two people,

In the shouting, I immediately saw the dazzling white light that shot directly at the bullfight, as if it had been swallowed by a huge attraction. In an instant, it was like a tide rushing towards the arched light door condensed in the air,

Then in the slightly shocked eyes of Yi Qing, Luo Chen and others, an extremely solid tall figure slowly paced out of the light door,

This figure is covered with milky white armor, with a loomy luster swimming around, as if it is rippling like a water wave, with a tall figure and an extremely handsome face,

Yi Qing's eyes fell on the broad and white wings behind this figure in an instant,

Four-winged angel,

A powerful breath, with a faint sense of oppression, spread out in an instant,

The arrival of angels,

This is no longer the angel shadow of those bright believers in the past, but the real heaven that communicates in the Church of Light, a war angel from different time and space,

"Ah, I felt the devout call of believers from heaven. Now, I smell the abominable smell of pagans."

The holy light at the feet of this four-winged angel is permeated, and the wings behind it are slightly drooping. Shi Shiran's virtual stepping in the air, full of holy face, with a kind of whispering to himself,

"Well, just a four-winged angel, pretending to be a ghost."

The mana in the body is running, and the pressure from the four-winged angel in front of him is immediately shaken by Yi Qing,

He looked up at the real four-winged angel of heaven in mid-air. Yi Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of awe-inspiring evil spirit, like a sharp sword light, suddenly swept out of it,

The next moment, in the surprised eyes of Luo Chen's brother and sister, Yi Qing suddenly raised his hands,

On the palm of the hand, there is immediately a strong red light at this moment,

A cluster of red flames exuding a terrible atmosphere suddenly appeared between the palms of Yi Qing's palms,

And the next moment, a red bow condensed from Sanyang's real fire suddenly appeared in Yi Qing's left hand in the unbelievable eyes of the two bitter monks opposite,

"Sanyang is really hot, go to me."

The half-squinted eyes suddenly opened at this moment, with evil spirits, and a cold in his eyes. With a sinking sound, a fiery long arrow, with Yi Qing's mind, immediately put on the long bow of his left hand,

Pinch the tail of the arrow and bow like a full moon,

On the whole long bow condensed by Sanyang's real fire, the sound of the bow string suddenly came out,

The murderous intention burst into the red arrow in Yi Qing's eyes, and the arrow went like a meteor,

Carrying the horrible fire of the ancient majestic immortals, the whole long arrow instantly turned into a roaring red dragon, crossing the space between its teeth and claws, and the time that could not breathe had come to the front of this four-winged angel's face,

"Bold, despicable pagans."

I felt the terrible power contained in this arrow. The four-winged angel in mid-air suddenly opened his eyes, and the two pairs of white wings that originally drooped slightly opened all of a sudden,

Two beams of holy light with anger burst out from the eyes of the four-winged angel and fell straight to Yi Qing on the ground,

"Glorious from the Lord, light judgment."

The power of this arrow, even this four-winged angel from heaven, suddenly shrank in the depths of his pupils, and a solemn look appeared uncontrollably on his handsome face,

Two palms held the angel sword in an instant, and the holy light surged on his body,

The angel sword immediately glowed with a bright milky white light. With the roar of the four-winged angel, it fiercely cut the oncoming red arrow,

Boom,

In the middle of the air, the next breath immediately came with a earth-shaking sound, which was a continuous roar,

The frantic airflow and bursting gravel all show the terrible power of this blow,

Bang,

The roar just weakened, and a dull sound suddenly came in the middle of the violent airflow,

None of them were ordinary people present. Their eyes instantly passed through the dust and saw the scene in mid-air. Even Martin and the little fox, who were in a fierce battle, couldn't help but pause in the movements of their hands and looked over,

"Ah, my Lord"

Seeing the scene clearly, the faces of the three bitter monks suddenly became sad and silent, muttering, and on the old faces, a strong unbelievable and a trace of decaderence flashed,

"Immortals are the power of immortals."

The chaos dissipated, and the four-winged angel reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, but at this time, the four-winged angel was no longer as elegant and sacred as when it first appeared. It showed a clear embarrassment all over its body,

On the white armor, it was scorched black, and even the two pairs of wings shrouded in the holy light behind it were stained with scorched black on the edges, emitting a faint smell of paste,

The most visible power of Yi Qing's arrow is on the angel sword in the hands of this four-winged angel at this time.

The slender and smooth angel sword, with the direct collision with the Sanyang real fire, was directly burned by the domineering Sanyang real fire, leaving only more than half of the distortion,

It's just that at this time, the four-winged angel's attention has no time to take care of his own situation. His eyes crossed the void and stared at Yi Qing's body. In his expression, a strangely appeared a kind of anger, a kind of fear,

Finally, it turned into a touch of unforgettable deep murder,

"Heavenly Immortals and Orientals Kill, Kill and Kill."

In a few words, it shows that this four-winged angel's understanding of China's Kyushu and the ancient heavenly court, more accurately, is a kind of deep panic, fear, and hatred,

The face of the four-winged angel has been distorted,

Strong, disgust, the strong murderous intention,

"Let me send you to heaven first."

For the news from the four-winged angel in front of him, Yi Qing was also slightly stunned. This guy actually had contact with the ancient heavenly court, which had disappeared for hundreds of years.

But this trace of stunned, even if it dissipates and transfers, it is replaced by an undisguised sneer,

The heavenly court and heaven, as the two largest camps in the East and the West, naturally fought again and again in ancient times. It seems that this group of birds were scared by the heavenly court in the past. Otherwise, how could it be this expression when they thought of the heavenly court?

In the sneer, Yi Qing's body has suddenly leaped to Yanzhou Ding not far away,

Buzzing

It seems to feel the breath of Yi Qing. The whole body of the tall Yanzhou Ding suddenly trembled, making a dull buzzing sound. A kind of euphoria is clearly presented in Yi Qing's mind.

"I, Huaxia Shending, can't be controlled by outsiders."

With a cold sound, Yi Qing suddenly put his hands on the huge tripod at the next moment. In his eyes, a touch of madness suddenly climbed out of the depths of his eyes,

"The world of the divine tripod, get up for me."

The dragon dances crazily on both arms, as if the ancient beast brings the vast power of the mountain,

For Yi Qing, Yanzhou Ding did not resist. The power fell, and the whole huge Yanzhou Ding immediately rose from the ground.

"Since you're here, stay with me."

Like a divine soldier falling from the sky, Yi Qing raised Yanzhou Ding, and his eyes fell on the four-winged angel with a twisted face in the air. A more profound anger than the former, shot out of Yi Qing's eyes,

The next moment, the whole Yanzhou tripod was like a meteorite meteor. With Yi Qing's efforts, it broke through the air and brazenly hit the four-winged angel in mid-air.

"Fat"

The whole Yanzhou tripod seems to have undergone strange changes at this moment. On the huge tripod, there seems to be a kind of dusty power that is awakened and stimulated, and the whole body glows with a cloudy blue light,

A magnificent momentum as thick as a mountain, suppressing Kyushu suddenly burst out of the tripod, rolling up a layer of turbulent airflow storm,