The Decadus is already at the end of its crossbow and can be easily killed, and it would be a shame to let her run away like this.

A group of people were in hot pursuit, and Su Luo's speed skyrocketed, chasing closely behind the Ten-Winged Angel.

The Ten-Winged Angel originally retained the last bit of strength, and although he had a fatal wound on his shoulder, his speed was still very fast, and he was almost moving at a constant speed with Su Luo.

A cold light flashed in Su Luo's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cold: "Want to escape, see where you can escape!"

There were sparse beads of blood on the ground, which gave Su Luo a good hint of the direction of the Ten-Winged Angel.

And Su Luo believed that with the only remaining physical strength of the Ten-Winged Angel, she couldn't run far at all.

"If you want to run, you have to have strength, and now her strength can probably only last for a stick of incense. Su Luo muttered to himself, feeling a little more relaxed.

However, what Su Luo never expected was that things had taken a turn for the worse.

Ahead, the Deparagram was indeed lying in a pool of blood, her heart rising and falling slightly, and it was clear that she was not dead yet.

And around her, there was a group of people.

There were about seven or eight of them, all of them very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the oldest man seemed to be in his twenties.

Su Luo took a cursory look and found that these young men and women were handsome, arrogant, and their strength was actually good.

At this time, the leading man was pulling out the shadow sword in the hand of the ten-winged angel, looking at the sword body for a while, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a smug smile: "It's a good sword, yes, this son has taken it." ”

Everyone looked at him with envy, but no one objected, and it was clear that he had a high status among the people.

"Picked up a good sword, and picked up a ten-winged angel, hahaha, our luck is really good today. Quan Ziqing's slightly cold hooked nose twitched slightly, and the smugness in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Senior brother, you say you're a ten-winged angel? ”

"Stupid, don't you see the wounds? These four cuts are obviously the other four wings. Quan Ziqing touched his chin and thought thoughtfully, "I don't know who has this ability, it's rare!"

"Senior brother, the ten-winged angel, does it mean ten points?"

"Stupid!" Quan Ziqing smiled coldly, "You can see the feathers on her forehead clearly, you can see them clearly." ”

"Oh my God! These goose-yellow feathers, could it be that this is a mutated decad-winged angel?

As soon as they heard that it was a mutated Deca-winged Angel, the whole team was even more excited.

You know, the mutated Deca-Winged Angel, the previous points are all cumulative, and the total points will not be given until the last Deca-winged Angel is killed.

"That is to say, this decadus angel has thirty primordial points!!"

"Senior brother is holding a silver medal, and the points of the silver medal are doubled!"

"That's it, in this way, this Decadaphim is worth sixty points!

Suddenly, the whole team was talking, all of them were happy, and they were so excited that they could hardly help themselves.

Quan Ziqing was not carried away by the excitement, he touched his chin, and his voice was faint: "It is not an ordinary person to be able to maim the ten-winged angel to such an extent......

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and then panicked!