Chapter 1037: Invincible horizontally, even breaking the holy mountain

"go to hell!"
Jiang Tian shook his finger and shattered the throne. The angel's mouth sprayed blood and flew out.
While the angel was still flying upside down.
Jiang Tian had punched out, smashed into Seraph's chest, then turned his palm into a grasp, and pulled out the beating heart from his chest with a slap-like aura.
As soon as the halo left the body, the vitality of the Seraph fell suddenly, the hair turned white, the teeth fell out, the skin was dull and dry, the muscles shrivelled, and the waist fell instantly.
Actually changed from the image of a youth to an old man who was exhausted.
"God, please return the halo to me. I don't want to die! Forgive me! I don't want to fix it all my life!"
This cherubic angel reached out to Jiang Tian with pity and despair, and kneeled down at Jiang Tian, ​​with a look of fear and tears in his face, begging pitifully.
"Haha, spare you! How can I spare you! Return your aura, you want to be beautiful! I will use your aura to make the fourth body. By then, the body will be successful. I see who is in this world How could you have me! "
Jiang Tian's eyes were violently killed, but he was laughing loudly, so arrogant and overbearing.
With that crazy laugh, it seemed that even the sky map was dimmed and shocked.
"This thing contains a lot of fire energy and holy light. If I collect more, it can help me transform into a fire body!"
Jiang Tian dropped his heart at will, looked at the halo, and nodded in satisfaction:
"I didn't expect you to be okay. You even surpassed the 9th floor of Zhuji, and you have reached the fake Dan!"
The halo is a total of nine layers. In the ring space, there are interlacing of crystalline light, which has become a substance, like a spider web.
The halo as a whole is translucent, exuding warm light, like a gem, looks very amazing.
This thing is the crystallization of his life!
It is a special fake Dan born in the Holy Saints!
Once the cobweb-like light in the halo is completely filled, it becomes a light crystal, which is equivalent to the complete success of Jiedan.
As Jiang Tian sacrificed the halo into the storage ring, the "magic" word on the top of Jiang Tian was also shocked. Like the whale sucking water, he absorbed all the blood of Seraph!
At this moment, the Seraph wailed in despair, his body, like a broken clay figure, began to disintegrate quickly.
In the end, all the light spots turned into ashes and stars, which permeated the air, leaving only some bones remaining and falling to the ground.
"The death spell is really terrible! If Lao Tzu survives this time, anyway, I also ask this demon to teach me! If I have such strength, the world of heaven, who dares to provoke me!"
At this time, Lu Huaxi looked at Jiang Tian in a mixed horror and reverence.
He no longer feels depressed and unwilling to just show the soul and blood, but has a deep desire and envy.
The strong are respected everywhere.
Even in heaven, there are still classes.
The strong will always occupy the top of the food chain! The weak are always exploited and abused!
At this time, Saint Jeanne even had a similar mentality with that of Lucifer, and his mood was ups and downs.
My heart said that maybe this devil could really overthrow the temple. If I follow faithfully, I'm afraid I will get some benefits.
However, if I want to benefit from Jiang Tian, ​​I'm afraid to show something and fight the enemy.
Jiang Tian scanned Lu Huaxi and Saint Jeanne coldly, and said, "Haven't you seen enough! Kill me!"
"Master, look at it!"
Lu Huaxi was inspiring, his black wings flew, he flew out, stopped an angel, and laughed strangely:
"Isn't this Gabriel the Archangel, you followed the church to suppress me, you are very active! We haven't seen each other for a long time, and we are just intimate today!"
At the same time, his right hand faltered, and the scythe of death swept across the angel, beheading at the angel.
As for St. Jeanne, her strength is actually only equivalent to the strength of the early stage of building.
But she is not a bright saint, but a common person ascended to the sky, so she is closer to the giants and elves, and is quickly recommended by a group of giants and elves and ordinary people to be the leader, leading a team of people towards the The angels killed the past.
At this point, Jiang Tian glanced at the Angel of Wisdom, the injured Angel, who had retreated several kilometers away, and several other senior angels.
These angels are the trump card of the ninth holy mountain!
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Under the Sacred Angel, the Lord of the Holy Mountain, they are the strongest.
Perceived that Jiang Tian looked over, they suddenly had a great light, sacrificed magic weapons, and condensed the defense of the Holy Light, as if they were facing the enemy.
"If you don't want to die, get out!"
Jiang Tian drank with cold eyes.
Among the several senior angels, the angel of wisdom showed gratitude, bowed deeply, put away the magic weapon and quickly left.
The others were blushing and white for a while, seemingly humiliated and unwilling, but they also receded.
The angel who was wounded by Jiang Tian before was holding back the broken chest and whispering coldly:
"Jiang Taichu, don't be too happy, the temple just let you go"
At this point, St. Joan of Arc, Lo Huaxi, and others have beaten down many angels of the Ninth Holy Mountain, shouting and killing the earth, and rushing into the sky.
Huang Linger, who was immediately following Jiang Tian, ​​saw this scene and said in his heart, "You said that you are not as good as you are, and you haven't hurry up. What's the use of these nonsense? It's a vain attempt to kill.
Sure enough, the angel's voice did not fall.
Jiang Tian's face was cold, his golden brows flashed on his forehead, and his soul swallowed up.
The angel was suddenly stiff, his face clenched in pain and twisted his head, and a slamming sound, white rays of light shot out like arrows from the seven tricks, and then his head burst out.
A halo stained with blood flew from his chest and fell into Jiang Tian's hands.
"Keep on killing! If you don't retreat, kill them all!"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly, and threw this aura into the Devourer.
After about a quarter of an hour.
The angel of the ninth sacred mountain was almost killed by the slaughter, and the rest flinched away, afraid to stop Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian took out all the halo of all the high-ranking angels, and sacrificed into the Devouring Devourer without hesitation.
Then he took a firm, ruthless glance at the high church, and proceeded forward.
At this time, Saint Joan of Arc, Lucifer, and many of the elves, giants, and strong men of the common, have already highly praised Jiang Tian.
Especially Lu Huaxi, his eyes burst into fanatical worship, admiring Jiang Tian.
At the beginning, he was still young and strong, and believed that the Holy See and the Holy See were too rotten. He had assembled tens of thousands of angels and opposed the Holy See. He wanted to change the kingdom of heaven to another place and become the supreme leader of the bright saint, to reach the top of the Holy Emperor.
But I'm so full of teeth!
Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny!
Since then, he has realized the power of the temple and despair in his heart!
He never dared to resist, but as a night watchman, a slave and a servant, guarding the tenth holy mountain.
Now that Jiang Tian has done what he thinks is absolutely impossible, how can he not worship and admire it!
"Follow the true God of the beginning, hit the temple, and kill the false of the ancestor, we can be called sacred ancestors! Enjoy the Holy Light and Fuze forever!"
Lu Huaxi was so excited that he raised the sickle of death, stepped on the black unicorn, roared loudly and deceivingly, and flew out first, directing everyone to advance in the direction of the temple.
At this time, Jiang Tian's body cloak was already full of thousands of angels and bright saint strongs, exuding a monstrous murderous spirit.
Some souls have not yet died out, and they are struggling and howling violently, bringing out the gusts of wind, and making them ten miles away in darkness.
The magic word on the top of Jiang Tian absorbed the blood and cultivation of thousands of angels, and it continued to swell, like a hill, bloody, red glow surging, evil spirits soaring into the sky, clearly visible hundreds of miles apart, Extremely shocking!
This is more deterrent than any words. Some people who intend to kill Jiang Tian saw this scene and immediately frightened the dead and avoided it, for fear of being dragged in.
The top eighth, seventh, and sixth sacred mountain's top powerhouses retreated to the top and did not dare to stop Jiang Tian.
The strong ones broke up and did not even confront Jiang Tian at all.
All the way, he plundered wildly, and killed when he saw someone. Lu Huaxi was covered with blood, but he was proud of himself.
"Don't you claim to be the true of the holy tribe? Why don't you dare to come out and fight, garbage, garbage!"
"In the beginning, the true gods are so powerful, they shook the heavenly world, and the sacred mountain ants are invincible.
He was like a great demon, swiftly roaring, roaring loudly, trembling loudly, touting Jiang Tian frantically.