Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1845 Battle Angel

Although several angels appeared at the same time, the red-robed priests who were sitting cross-legged did not notice it at all. I don’t know if it had known it for a long time or really didn’t.

Xiao Yu looked at several white-winged angels and checked the other party's cultivation level, but the other party looked like clean souls, without any fluctuations in his body.

Xiao Yu had only heard of the angel, but now he saw it, he couldn't help but be amazed.

What surprised him even more was that he was wearing a human skin mask and did not reveal the appearance of a Chinese, but the other party could tell at a glance that he was a Chinese Taoist, and he must have a special ability.

"Did you guys recognize the wrong person? I am not a Chinese Taoist. I just came here to see your pope."

Although the other party recognized him, Xiao Yu still beat him up and didn't want to admit it himself.

"Yes, don't think that wearing a mask can confuse me. We angels are not that easy to fool.

Seeing that you are so young, I must be a disciple of the Xuanmen in China. If you don’t have the ability, you dare to come and cause trouble. You are really skilled and brave."

The angel in the head was as cold as frost. While speaking, he also walked towards Xiao Yu step by step. The other angels also separated from both sides, as if preparing to attack Xiao Yu on several sides, trapping Xiao Yu in the middle.

"Hehe, I don't know what you mean. Since you don't welcome me, I will say goodbye."

Xiao Yu said, and as soon as he moved his body, he flew downstairs, but was intercepted by an angel, and the other angels followed him like shadows, each holding his weapons and began to attack from behind.

"Steal my way, seeking death."

Seeing the angel rushing forward, Xiao Yu's face turned slightly cold, and he did not dodge, but slapped him with a palm.

The angels don’t know what strength they have, but Xiao Yu believes that they cannot be stronger than the Western leader they have met.

The long sword and Xiao Yu's hands touched each other, and with a click, countless cracks appeared on the other party's long sword in an instant, which made the angel's expression change drastically. Then he quickly retreated backwards, but then a white wooden sword flew over and passed through the other party at an extremely fast speed.

The Yin-Yang Peach Wood Sword contains the power of fairy spirits. If any evil spirit is penetrated, it will dissipate on the spot. However, the angel's soul seems to be not injured at all. After being pierced, it still quickly retreats backwards.

At the same time, several other angels also came in an instant, and several long swords pierced Xiao Yu's body at the same time.

However, under their puzzled eyes, Xiao Yu, who was pierced by the long sword, slowly dissipated.

"Go to die."

A loud shout came from above, and then a Xiao Yu with white wings on his back suddenly appeared behind the people, and a talisman in his hand slapped the people.

But strangely, those people actually stood there without avoiding them, as if they were scared to death.

The talisman exploded and turned into countless wind blades, passing through those people, cutting their bodies into countless pieces.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu screamed in secret, and a white aperture suddenly appeared on his body, covering his whole body.

Boom...

The moment the white aperture appeared, several long swords flew out from all sides and directly bombarded the white aperture, causing Xiao Yu in the light ball to change his face slightly.

These people could actually blend into the surrounding air without even noticed it. The angel was indeed elusive.

As for those priests in red robe, they now had their eyes closed, as if they were not aware of the scene in front of them.

"Huaxia Taoist, you are not an ordinary person, and you deserve our full strength."

A white-winged angel suddenly burst out with powerful power. The body that was originally illusory, then it became solid.

"Then I'll show my best efforts, I won't show mercy."

Judging from the souls of these people, they should be all souls, but these souls are different from Wu Xuan, as if they have undergone some changes.

Otherwise, how could a human soul grow a pair of wings?

So in Xiao Yu's opinion, they should be a combination of human souls and demon souls, so they become angels.

The moment Xiao Yu spoke, extremely powerful spiritual pressure suddenly surged out of his body.

The pressure was like a substance, and then it rushed out and directly collided with several angels around it.

Under the pressure of this powerful soul, the bodies of several angels seemed to be constantly bombarded by a huge hammer of thousands of pounds, and under this powerful force, they could not move their bodies.

"There is something weird, he is a great magician!"

The faces of several angels changed suddenly, and their aura had been adjusted to the peak, but they still could not stop Xiao Yu's soul power impact.

With the eighth level of the pressure of the mind magic, Xiao Yu dared to fight even when he met those great monks.

Seeing the condition of several people, Xiao Yu smiled, then waved his hand, and the Blood Zombie King appeared in the distance, and then the opponent punched out and directly collided on the layer of light curtain outside the Nuwa Stone.

The light curtain shook slightly, and then a harsh sound came from the entire temple, as if it was a warning.

Then Xiao Yu heard someone rushing upstairs.

"Go to die..."

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, and his spiritual pressure increased again. Several angels were like rootless duckweed and were directly bombarded into nothingness.

Boom...

The Blood Zombie King took action again, and the light shield outside the Nuwa Stone shook. The old men guarding the Nuwa Stone also vomited blood, but they still did not leave.

"Speed, break this defense."

Xiao Yu punched out several times in succession, colliding with the Blood Zombie King on the light curtain at the same time, causing the light curtain to shake, and then shattered instantly.

At the moment when the light curtain shattered, the red-robed priests spewed out another mouthful of blood, then turned their hands and pinched out different handprints.

On the upper floor of Nuwa Stone, three red-robed priests sat together. They looked at the magic ball in front of them with a serious expression on their faces.

"Our intelligence is wrong, and this is not an ordinary Taoist.

The angel's cultivation is all great magicians, that is, the seventh level of the Chinese Taoist cultivation, and he was actually killed directly. Could it be that the other party is an earth immortal?"

An old man in red robe said in shock.

"No matter what, open the magic circle and trap him first."

Another old man hurriedly took out a book and started to chant.

As the other party said, the entire temple began to emit white lights, and the runes in the glass began to gather together like water flowing, turning into a huge magic symbol.

The magic symbols surrounded the sky and turned into a hexagonal magic array. The light emitted by the magic array wrapped the entire temple in it.

At this time, Xiao Yu and the others had killed several red-robed priests and forced them to cast spells to interrupt them. Then the Blood Zombie King continued to pursue, but Xiao Yu placed his target on the Nuwa Stone.

After the light curtains dispersed, the Nuwa Stone seemed to be affected, and it looked less dazzling than before.

But at this moment, a white light shot out from the hexagonal magic circle in the sky, directly covering the Nuwa Stone.

Moreover, among the white light that was shot, there were angels in white quickly condensed inside, as if they were about to come out.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next