Vol 2 Chapter 3750: Angel war witch

"There is a lingering death!" Xiao Hua said faintly, his body shape did not stop in the same place, and fell toward the gravel of the earth, because at the top of Xiaohua’s head, another tentacle appeared strangely. Where did Xiao Hua stand?
From the water rushing to the police, to Huang Chufan was strangled and killed, but it is a matter of interest, the other group of monks who escaped from the warehouse may not pay attention to this horrible, but the sacred ancestors, the poisonous stone and Shi Qing are watching It’s clear that the three people almost gave birth to an unbelievable feeling in their hearts:
This... how is this possible?

However, the birth of the idea does not mean that the three people are not afraid. Their actions are slower than those of the door, such as the thorns and the jinjin, and they can be swayed by the body. Hey fly up.
They just flew away, and the tentacles in their presence were one after another in the place where they stood. They were all empty! If the three people hesitate again, I am afraid that they will end up like Huang Chufan!
"Lucky!" The three people looked at the code followed by the coded Hongjiu and others did not feel a little relieved.
The jade fat ancestors and others were lucky enough to escape, and the monks in other places could not have such good luck! Numerous tentacles of different sizes were born, and the space around them was shrouded. Like the sickle of harvesting leeks, the farmer killed the monks! A scream of screams came and went...
In particular, the earth was shaken vigorously at this time, and thousands of feet of gullies were cracked in the ground. A huge soul beast, engraved with countless weird soul prints, squeezed out the flesh from the gully, and countless harvests The tentacles of life are found from the flesh. The Soul Beast looks like a huge tree, slowly buffering the ground, and there are countless tiny dark mists mixed with blood, like ink in the void, a fascinating scent of sorrow. Spreading rapidly around the perimeter, this is a humid and sultry sky, cold for a moment, like falling into the ice cave!
"Witch God?" Xiao Hua looked at the soul of the beast and touched the atmosphere of the whole body, as well as the power of the Nether of the tentacle, and felt the sneer of the corner of the mouth, the dark road, "but it is the strength of Yuanli eight products, but also dare to be Called Witch God?"
"唧唧..." The soul beast flies out, the whole body is slightly squatting, outside the surface, a faint green glow is born, under the luster, a natural texture is revealed, this texture is very similar to the green essay, the soul beast When it trembled, it made a screaming sound. This sound swayed in the air, giving birth to a similar effect to the green scorpion. A strange wind blade fell like a flying sword, and smashed to the scorpion ......
"But it..." Xiao Hua's current cultivation has surpassed the perception of the soul beast, so the tentacles of the touch did not attack Xiao Hua. However, seeing the whole scene so embarrassing, Xiao Hua did not have any interest in watching the drama. He sighed and raised his right hand, and he was going to shoot his forehead.
At this time, but listening to the left near the void, like a fish tumbling like tens of millions of milky white silk, and then, bursts of "Oh yeah..." the voice of the songs swelled, the light wire Small, light, but after falling, it seems that the current is generally washed away by the scent of the soul beast. In particular, the sound of the song sounds holy, low, even like the child's tender voice, the singing voice, The sound of the green sorcerer's voice is immediately obscured, and the wind blade that can easily kill the Jindan monk is instantly turned into a breeze!
"Silk..." Xiao Hua stood in midair and looked at this strange scene. She took a breath of cold air. "This angel of the Holy Light... is it a natural nemesis of soul repair? On that day, Zhang Jie was also on the mainland. The law of heaven and earth is bound, and the magical power to be displayed is nothing but a glimpse. Xiaomou has never seen the specific power, because on the mainland of Yilin, the angel’s combat power is just like this. Now it seems that the magical power of angels is far from Xiao Something to think, Xiaomou wants to be a master of Zhang Jie... look at it!"
Since the angel Zhang’s outstanding hand, Xiao Hua naturally does not have to reveal the magical powers. He only walks out to stand in a hidden place and looks at it.
Since the Soul Beast is called the Witch God, it has its own powerful place, and seeing its own wind blade and so on are all destroyed, and it is not angry! But seeing the huge body of the soul beast suddenly trembled again, the whole body undulating like a wave, with the ups and downs, the previous green syllabary sounds more and more high, especially, the thousands of tentacles Bloody, rich and faint sea rushes out of this blood!
The breath of the blood of the Nether is naturally the gas of death, but it has just been born. Everything within a thousand miles is withered. Previously, there was still a disciple who was dying to evade the body shape. At this time, the ones fell down onions. ......
"Booming ......" Xiao Hua slightly frowned, the thunder of the whole body, is about to start.
"Oh..." At this time, the sacred rhythm that had just been suppressed by the green slang was suddenly high, like the passion of the war song, and the previous sacred light was also solid, thick, and strengthened, like thousands. The team rushed out from all around and came to the soul beast.
However, this holy light has just covered the power of death that the soul beast touches, and immediately stops. The light condenses in the distance of a thousand miles, revealing a strange environment like a vineyard, but seeing the vineyard, one The bunch of grapes is full and solid, and the harvest is clear!
"Brush..." A column of colorful colors descended from the sky, it is under the light of the vineyard, under the light column, a beautiful impatiens flower is revealed, the impatiens are graceful, slightly swaying in the mountain wind, a little bit The holy light shines like a seed over the vineyard.
"Oh yeah..." The hymn gradually fell, the balsams slowly withered, the grapes in the vineyards also rotted, and the penetration of the layers of the sacred light entangled with the scent of the soul and the sea. This penetration is so determined, the soul beast is simply unable to stop, the soul beast seems to feel what is not good, the huge figure once again trembles, the colder near the left! This is a hot half-air actually gave birth to some hail!
"Boom..." Just when the weak light of the Holy Light disappeared, the colorful light of the Holy Light was made, and the wilted balsam flower grew again. However, at this time, countless seeds sprouted instantaneously throughout the vineyard. The powerful force of the stock is as clean as the spring water.
And Xiao Hua is clearly seeing it. Inside the impatiens, the angel Zhang Jie drums with seven heavy light feathers, slowly dancing, a kind of devout, holy, pure breath born from the light feathers and dancing. The spring rain must be covered in a thousand miles. It was a stunned disciple of the Xianxian League. They all woke up one by one. They were surprised to see the light of their own body, and they were at a loss!
Look at the soul beast, first violent, but with the dance of the angel Zhang Jie and the hymn, even quiet, not only the faint faintness of the faint, the sharp, ghostly tentacles also retracted into the body of the soul beast If the cold and hail of the same winter, the same wind blows away, the warmth of a piece, the peace of the piece.
"He walked through the valley of death, where he couldn't overcome death; he came from the resurrection of heaven, the land of caress, and the resurrection came to the earth..." Angel Zhang Jie seems to be singing, singing softly, and everything seems to fall. In the hearts of everyone, even the soul beasts began to slowly shrink the body...
"The power of life! This is the power of life..." Xiao Hua blinked his eyes and looked at the light of the Holy Light in the air. He looked at the unclear, but also the tough force of life, and thought in his heart, "This In the Holy Light, there is not only the power of faith, but also the power of life! In particular, it is the power of life that has experienced death. It is really wonderful. This mystery is not known to Xiaomou now! Moreover, this holy light is by no means Xiao’s previous thoughts fell to the human beings who were defeated by the demon. They could not kill the Mozu. If this is the goodness of the angel Zhang Jie, they are not willing to kill, even if the other is a demon! That is Say, the light is still a little different from the Buddha light! If the Buddha light falls into the body of these 铩栎仙盟, it will surely be killed with the Mozu..."
After a song was sung, the angel Zhang Jie also put away the seven heavy light feathers that danced. The light of the sky gradually converges, and the soul beast touched the earth and gradually disappeared.
"Predecessors..." Du Peng was somewhat afraid of the Holy Light, but he still fled to the place where Zhang Jie was not far away, and he said, "The younger generation of thousands of disciples thanked the predecessors for their help."
The floating light fell into the angel body. Zhang Jie’s body shape and glamorous appearance were revealed. Zhang Jie looked at Du Peng and replied:
No need to thank, even if I don’t shoot, you will not have anything to do!

"Predecessors are polite..." Du Peng didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Jie's words. He didn't dare to ask more questions. He stayed with caution. "If you are not a predecessor, I will wait for this time to fall..."
It is a pity that Zhang Jie did not wait for Du Peng to finish it. He interrupted and asked: "Will is there a time to transfer the tunnel?"
"According to the plan, there is..." Du Peng sneaked a peek at Zhang Jie's look, whispered, "There are three months!"

Is there still three months?
Zhang Jie did not have the fire in Du Peng’s imagination. Instead, he frowned and looked around in the eyes. He said,
This has already reached the vicinity of Broken Blade Ridge. How can we have three? month?"

禀Previous generation...
Du Peng replied quickly.
The closer it is to the Broken Edge, the more powerful the soul beast is. The younger generation has no disciples arranged here, so everything depends on the younger generation and others to explore. So maybe you have to go around..."
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