Song Chang Gung couldn’t help feeling helpless, and his feelings were also an abnormal guy. There was really nothing to say with such a religious fanatic. He set the protective light, cut off the other person’s spiritual sensing, and then turned the body and sword into golden light and rushed at each other directly. The golden long guy’s eyes flashed a little smug, revealing a faint, scheming smile, and then instantly restored the solemn expression.
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Chapter six hundred and eighty-eight Titles Angel
At the same time, this Seraphim opened the golden book in his hand, and immediately began to sing praises in the air. At the same time, he began to read aloud. As he recited, a faint white light fog without any attack and danger began to spread, and many beautiful imaginary images of female angels danced in the void full of white fog, as if there was a quiet and pure place calling people.
It was Song Chang-geng who was blocked by the protective brilliance, but there always seemed to be a hymn singing around his ear, which made him feel a little trance and unable to concentrate on casting spells. Song Chang-geng knew that this was the other party’s mental attack, and he suddenly clenched his’ Tongtian Broken Sword’ in his hand and immersed some of his mind in the sword of murder, concisely conscious of it, and let the murder begin to spread.
Originally, before his new life, he once entered a strange state of mind, which came from the Buddhist scriptures given by Amitabha, and had a strong resistance to murder. Therefore, he can use the’ Tongtian Broken Sword’ at will after his new life, and he can also open some hearts when necessary, so that the murder of the sword can invade and destroy the other party’s mental attack.
After his murder intention condensed, the Seraphim immediately felt the change of the other party. He suddenly stopped singing, his eyes flashed bright white light, and he stared straight at Song Changgeng. When he saw that his body and sword were one, his interference didn’t work. He couldn’t help but be surprised that the other party could resist his own voice of heaven? See his sword light, but he doesn’t even mean to dodge, just continue to sing, as if didn’t see each other in the eyes.
As soon as Song Chang-geng’s sword light rushed into the void filled with white light, he felt a lag. This seemingly clear white light turned out to be a hidden danger. At the same time, those illusory female angels surrounded him, and the attack was as heavy as the fairy. Song Chang-geng couldn’t help but marvel at the wonder of each other’s spells, but if such an attack wanted to stop himself, wouldn’t it be a child’s play? Although this spell is wonderful, it is just wonderful.
He fixed his spirit on the sword, in his heart, and entered the realm of no thoughts and no thoughts. There was only a concise sense of murder, and the sword light immediately became sharp, and the golden light passed, and all the illusory female angels were shattered. But with the disillusionment, there would be new life, which made him feel invincible. His heart moved, and his mind suddenly appeared between scans. It turned out that these female angels were born out of these white fog, and their roots were in that golden book.
In an instant, he understood that the book is the foundation, only. If the book is not destroyed, the light fog will not disappear, and angels can be infinitely transformed. After understanding this truth, Song Chang-geng realized something again, and many swords flowed through his heart. He sang softly, and the golden sword light suddenly trembled, and then a brilliant golden light burst, and countless golden sword lights flew out of the light, instantly killing the illusory female angel in the light fog.
Moreover, many sword lights fly out of the fog and rush. Those angels near the light gate are killed. These are the’ differentiation sword tactics’ that he just realized, that is, they are absorbed and condensed into sword lights and released. These sword lights have 60% of the strength of the body, and the quantity is determined by the absorbed and condensed strength and the degree of the sword body. As long as the sword is good, it can withstand a lot of power, and in theory, it can release infinite sword lights.
Song Chang-geng’s "Tongtian Broken Sword" has a lot of materials. After being refined and combined by saints, he finally realized the murder of the four swords, which is condensed into a sword with murder, which can absorb the majestic power. The sword body has condensed many materials into a crystal shape, and further it will be turned into a virtual one, so the affordable power is very great. As Xuan Ming said, now he is not bad in strength, magic weapon and spiritual understanding.
Now, as soon as he realized the pure and single-minded realm, he immediately swung out the power of the sword. Although the sword light was not lethal, the angels could resist it, but he couldn’t drive much. The bright golden light of Song Chang-geng’s sword body seemed to have infinite power, and the sword light kept exploding, and the waves were as uninterrupted as water ripples, which made those angels start to be injured soon, but these Song Chang-geng didn’t take it to heart, even the opponents in front of them didn’t take it to heart.
He now feels as if he has entered a wonderful state. With the deepening of this understanding, his sword light has become sharper and sharper, and angels have already been injured, while the opposite Seraphim is also singing with a pale face.
During his singing, every word he spat out turned into white characters dancing around him, forming layers of defense. Although he was constantly broken by the sword light, he kept adding it. Although he could still support it, his eyes flashed a trace of anxiety. The other party seemed a little strange. Just when he thought he was a little unstoppable, suddenly a voice sounded in his heart, and then his face lit up, and then he suddenly burst into more and more light characters.
When the light character burst and briefly resisted the random sword light, he had six wings and a shock, turned into a white light and flew to the light door. Before Song Changgeng understood what he meant, he suddenly felt a quiver in his heart, as if there was a great danger coming. Before he could react, a long white light from Zhang Xu flew out of the light door, plunged directly into his brilliant golden light, and then the golden light exploded.
When Jin Guangsan dispersed, I saw a white jade pike stuck on Song Chang-geng’s shoulder, with a long gun pointed from the back shoulder, and a faint white light was scattered on the gun. But Na Wei pressure actually made Song Chang-geng unable to move, and even couldn’t pull out a gun. This humiliating feeling filled his heart with anger, but the coercion of the gun existed, even though he had the strength of Jin Xian, he couldn’t resist. He didn’t know what level the other party was, so much.
Other angels in the distance, after seeing this scene, all raised their weapons and saluted the pike. It seems that this gun is something that they respect, and then they automatically split to both sides, making the passage in the middle of the light door clear, and standing upright and respectfully. At this time, a louder hymn came from the light door, and the song broke through the heart of Song Changgeng. The meaning inside turned out to be full of praise for the Lord and determination to fight for the Lord.
At this time, a deep male voice rang out in Song Changgeng’s mind: "Godsworn in the East, my Lord made an agreement with several powerful beings. We settled near the sun and won’t set foot in all walks of life, but we can help the head of heaven here to do things. We have been fulfilling the agreement, but why did you come to our residence to destroy it and shake our home? But also killing angels at will. Is it really a shame to be in heaven? "
With the words, a faint figure began to emerge in the light door, and the coercion became stronger at the same time, as if it were a mountain on the body. The turtle-shaped Yuan God in Song Changgeng’s abdomen also broke a golden light, barely protecting his body, so that he would not collapse under this coercion, but he could no longer have other actions. This is its limit. After all, Yuan God is not a special defense, but is used to carry the magical power.
The figure appeared in the light door, but it turned out to be a short and lean young man. His eyes were firm, and he was wearing white and golden heavy armor without helmets. The heavy armor filled him with the meaning of war. What surprised Song Changgeng most was that there were six pairs of ten wings behind him, all of which were in a semi-stretched state, dancing slightly in the air freely, and every dance seemed to make ripples in the space around the wings.
The young man in armor just glanced at Song Chang-geng, and with a hint of contempt in his eyes, he stopped looking at him. Instead, he reached out and made a move on the pike, as if to take it back. At the same time, Song Chang-geng heard his voice in his mind: "No matter who you are, if you dare to offend my Lord’s dignity, you must accept a sacred trial. This is our rule. No one can destroy it, and no one can help you get rid of it."
Sacred sanctions are inviolable. Anyone who tries to help you is our enemy. That is a violation of the dignity of our Lord and a challenge to our honor. We will not hesitate to wage jihad and wash it with your blood! Now, as a prisoner, you go to trial with me, loser, and remember my name. It is the’ seat angel’ who subdues you, one of the seven angels with titles! My name … "
With his words, several of those angels began to come forward to seize Song Changgeng, who was suppressed by the youth. Just now, Seraphim had come out of the white light and turned into a set of shackles. Just as the young man was about to say his name, he suddenly stopped and looked at Song Changgeng with surprise. His pike was still on the other side, and no matter how he greeted him, he could not take it back.
At this time, I heard a heartless sneer in the minds of all angels, and then Song Changgeng said in a cold voice, "This gun is good, and it can hurt me. I will accept it. Such a weapon is qualified to be my collection. As for the trial, I am not interested."
As he spoke, a black-and-white brilliance was released on Song Chang-geng, and in an instant, the two-color brilliance was spinning like Tai Chi. In the brilliance, Song Chang-geng pulled out a gun on his shoulder and held it in his hand. The black-and-white brilliance was washed on the gun in turn, and gradually the’ seat angel’ could not feel his induction to the gun. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were full of strong fighting spirit. He began to seriously look at this man who was despised by himself.
The black-and-white brilliance made him feel a shock, and it could perfectly unify light and darkness. What kind of power is this? He shook his hand with a jerk, and the space around him seemed to be affected. When he closed his waist with his fist, the wings behind him suddenly opened three pairs, and then he suddenly disappeared, instantly appearing in front of Song Changgeng and swinging out with one punch.
This punch is very common to others, but in Song Chang-geng’s feeling, the punch has torn the space, and the attack turned out to be the balance point of Tai Chi cyclone outside himself. It seems that the’ blazing angel’ is stronger than himself in this aspect, but he doesn’t know that his balance point is moving, and it is voluntary movement. Originally, he can’t do it, but now he is burning Yuan Shen to excite the power in the chaos.
Because he was unwilling to be controlled, he did not hesitate to hurt Yuan Shen and forcibly improve his strength. Although he could use it for a short time, he could also fight World War I. Now he feels that he is equal to the other party’s strength. Such strength should be the level of picking Jin Xian. The thought of being suppressed by picking Jin Xian’s level like this, his heart is not the taste, and everything before is too smooth.
No matter a saint or a true fairy, seeing oneself has interests and needs, so there is no real power. As a result, I mistakenly think that I am very powerful and can put myself in the right position with the saint. Now I know that everything is not like that. A pick Jin Xian will fight hard to deal with it. What about a true fairy? What about saints? What makes you deal with it? Based on their symbiotic relationship with the four pillars of heaven?
Therefore, when the boxing of "Seat Angel" arrived, he suddenly burst out with more cruel power. The scarab in the abdomen has already started to burn a golden flame, and its body has begun to shrink. At the same time, the black and white brilliance suddenly expanded outward, instantly encircling the "Seat Angel", leaving only a black and white ball of light in the local area. Both of them were wrapped in black and white light, and no one knew what was born inside.
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Chapter six hundred and eighty-nine Roaring heaven and earth
Then there was a violent quiver of the ball of light, and suddenly’ bang!’ The ground burst apart, and then I saw Song Changgeng’s golden blood flow around his mouth. He was inserting the pike in his hand into the abdomen of the’ seat angel’ with one hand, and at the same time, he actually caught the head of the’ seat angel’ with the other hand. Other angels were shocked to see this situation. They just met for less than one breath, and the subject and object were actually translocated.
It turns out that just now, after putting this "Archangel" into the Tai Chi cyclone, the power of Yin and Yang flows wonderfully, brushing the power of the "Archangel" back and forth. Every time the power of Yin and Yang rotates rapidly, the power of the "Archangel" is weaker, while the power of Song Changgeng is stronger. Although it seems that time is very short outside, it seems that even time has been distorted and extended in the Tai Chi ball.
So it was just a breath that broke the light ball because Song Changgeng couldn’t support it, but it was enough for him to hurt the other side. He was going to scratch the other side’s head, but he didn’t have the strength. As the light ball broke, the force field was lifted, and the power of the’ Angel’ began to recover rapidly. His eyes flashed a trace of contempt. He knew that the other side was already a spent force and could not fight against himself at all.
As an associated magic weapon, the outside situation is very clear to the little girl in the gourd, but Song Changgeng knew that her strength could not come out to help, so she sealed the ability of the gourd. This is the relationship between the Lord and the auxiliary. The leader occupies everything, and his will is an absolute command. The auxiliary can only accept it completely without any possibility of resistance.
Seeing that the other party has begun to be weak, and his own strength has begun to recover, just as the’ Archangel’ is ready to make moves, suddenly there is a dull huge roar in everyone’s mind, which seems to be coming from the endless deep sea and the depths of the earth, as if it were blocked and covered by boundless sea water and boundless earth, but the roar is still indomitable and runs through everything in heaven and earth.
When the roar came out, it directly acted on the essence. God, but it also worked on the body. All the four-winged angels present suddenly exploded from their heads, and then their bodies broke into countless pieces. Even the light door was broken, and Seraphim, who was holding the golden book, also broke his body, but his head was protected by the golden book before him, and there was no way out for other parts. At the same time, he felt that there was a crack in his core.
The "angel" opposite Song Changgeng was directly hit by this roar, which was aimed at him, and 90% of his strength went to him, so his platinum armor immediately split, and countless cracks were torn out of his body. Song Changgeng’s hand had been caught in his head, but he couldn’t get in any more, and was blocked by a white halo. At the same time, his body began to crack and golden blood flowed out.
But he knew that he had succeeded. Now, he should have fled quickly. There were seven such title angels. One of them let himself burn the Yuan God, but he also used his own vortex of Yin and Yang and his mother’s life-saving skill’ Roaring Heaven and Earth’. This time, he felt a little confused. He knew that the Yuan God had lost too much and had to fall asleep instinctively. The last idea was to greet the little girl.
I saw his chest rushed out of the green light, and the "seat angel" in front of him broke into pieces. Only the air had a white crystal ball with a white halo at Song Changgeng’s hand suspended, and the green light turned into a green gourd. My girl also flew out of the green light, and when she saw Song Changgeng’s appearance, her eyes unconsciously shed tears, and her heart seemed to be cut by a knife.
Just as she was about to reach out and touch Song Changgeng, she suddenly felt all over. She couldn’t move. Then a soft, loving and gentle woman’s voice said in her mind, "I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. I’m afraid there will be a lot of troubles in the future. It’s all because of you two. Let’s go to heaven and suffer such losses. You can be a servant!"
With the sound of words, a soft white light appeared near the green gourd. Now, a kind and gentle Jin Meili woman appeared in the light. She looked at the debris in the void and her eyes were full of sadness, as if she were sad for the dead angel.
Then I saw her reach out. With a little hand, a hymn full of love and gentleness came from my girl’s mind. If it weren’t for Song Changgeng’s importance in her heart, the two of them were still associated, and she couldn’t help but throw herself into the woman’s arms, confess her sins, and put her mind on trial. But because of this associated relationship, the hymn could not make her surrender, but she also struggled violently.
The woman seemed very surprised. I didn’t expect the other party to be unaffected by her own hymn, but she ignored my girl. While using hymns to influence her, she put her hand lightly, and all the angel fragments were concentrated. In an instant, she wrapped the Seraphim and the core of the’ angel’ into two white cocoons, and there were no other fragments in the air. Then she saw the bodies of the green gourd and Song Changgeng, and her eyes flashed a trace of greed.
Just as she was about to seal Song Chang-geng’s body, she heard a noble and aloof woman’s voice in her head: "Sure enough, it’s your family who is playing tricks again. Now it’s such a mess. Do you think it’s amazing that you can make angels?" At the beginning, a few saints pitied you, seeing that everyone was in the wild and allowed your family to live here, did you really think you were the masters here? "