An hour had passed in the 'Heavenly Realm', and Mo Xie had spent fifty of those hours in battle, and the remaining ten minutes had been spent by him in his recovery state.

Killing a four-winged angel under the protection of a group of two-winged angels is a real exploration for Mo Ye, and killing a six-winged angel under the protection of a group of four-winged angels, although it is a little hindered, but it is okay, but to kill an eight-winged angel comparable to the infancy stage under the protection of a group of six-winged angels with the strength of Jindan?

Judging from Mo Xie's experience in the first two layers, this is probably difficult.

Because as the number of layers increases, it is not only the number of wings behind the angels and their corresponding strength that increases, but also the intelligence and means they possess.

The two-winged angel that Mo Xie saw in the first layer would only use simple and primitive hand-to-hand combat methods, and the four-winged angel was not much better, at most he could play some tricks. Of course, neither the four-winged angel nor the two-winged angel have the strength of the ordinary, nor the speed is ordinarily fast, after all, they have wings.

In the second layer, the level of the four-winged angel is still only at the level of 'fist and foot kung fu', and the only seraphim can already play magic.

Fireballs, ice picks, wind blades, and flashes of unknown ghosts, coupled with a large group of guards around the 'Lianjiazi' and 'bodyguards', Mo Xie originally wanted to kill a few fewer four-winged angels in order to reduce the 'material loss' after successfully breaking through, but the bird man with six wings would actually command his subordinates to fold a human wall meat shield, and he himself had six wings and he was so slippery that he couldn't do it, and in desperation, Mo Xie used a sword move superposition, and killed almost a hundred four-winged angels before he successfully sent the bird and man back to heaven.

"Six-winged bird and man can do spells, isn't the eight-winged bird and man going to heaven?"

Mo Xie sat in the space of the second layer, the light was projected in front of him through the hole that existed in the higher sky, he tried to use his spiritual power to perceive the world on the other side of the 'hole', but he found that his spiritual power could not extend at all.

The aura/energy concentration in the second-layer space was intense, and Mo Xie quickly made up for the consumption in his body, and even his cultivation was still improving.

Mo Xie felt that as long as he kept taking it in this space, he could completely practice the Dao method recorded in the "Dao Xuan True Explanation" on several floors, but he really couldn't suppress the curiosity and fighting spirit in his heart.

He couldn't wait to see the scenery in the third layer, the eight-winged bird man whose strength was comparable to that of a primordial monk.

So he walked into the aperture.

Three seconds later, in the real world.

"Smack!"

Mo Xie fell into the dust of the stairwell in embarrassment, and the black coat that had only been in his hands for less than forty-eight hours had become strands of cloth, and there were even blood marks and blood holes under the clothes and on the skin.

"Made, ambushed!"

Mo Xie tore off his tattered coat and roughly bandaged several serious external injuries on his body, and at the moment he entered the third layer, he found himself surrounded by many seraphims, three layers and three layers outside, and the eight-winged angel that existed as a clearance boss was suspended high above the entrance.

He clasped his hands, eight pairs of wings flapped behind him, and a pair of eyes looked down at Mo Ye coldly.

He is clearly extremely intelligent.

Mo Xie was ambushed, all kinds of spells engulfed him at the first time, and the eight-winged angel himself was already injured before he even made a move, if he hadn't reacted quickly and meditated on the word 'Feng' in his heart, I am afraid that this conservative estimate would have been seriously injured.

The four-winged angel has the strength equivalent to that of a Jindan monk.

A single Jindan monk is naturally not in Mo Ye's eyes, and ten or twenty Mo Ye can be sent away casually if he is a little more serious, but hundreds or thousands of them are surrounded at once, and they are still organized and disciplined to put out a formation to clearly surround him, Mo Ye is confident that even if he puts Zhou Xinyan in his heyday in the position he just now, he can't do better than him.

"Made! Labor and management are not satisfied!"

After bandaging the wound and drinking a bottle of 'blood medicine' to speed up his recovery, Mo Xie once again meditated on the word 'Feng' in his heart, and with a "snap", he entered the 'Heavenly Realm' again.

"Buzz!"

After recovering from his injuries slightly, Mo Xie used the 'Concussion Sword', and the whole person entered a state of half-fiction and half-reality, and the void and reality were uncertain.

The biggest flaw of the 'Concussive Sword' is that it requires a certain amount of preparation to cast it, which is commonly referred to as 'delay' and 'start', and only when you enter the state of 'Ruthless Sword' can you use this move without injury. Currently, it takes two breaths for Mo Xie to enter the 'Ruthless Sword' state, and then it takes about one and a half breaths to cast the 'Concussion Sword'/Blessing 'Ethereal' state (which is weaker), and the power can be further increased by increasing the charging time.

"Come on!"

Stepping into the aperture, Mo Ye once again saw the dense black shadows in the sky and the eight-winged angel standing outside the many black shadows.

Ignoring the various ** methods that attacked from all directions, these things were not a threat to Mo Ye at all in the 'Void' state, and after entering the 'Ruthless Sword' state, Mo Ye got two buffs: 1. Absolute calm. Second, the endless fighting spirit.

His fighting intent was already locked on the eight-winged angel.

Jumping in, the dragon turned into a mad dragon through all obstacles, and the two pairs of equally cold eyes met in the air, and the confrontation in the eyes happened as quickly as the confrontation between hands and feet.

Mo Xie suppressed the eight-winged angel, and the stormy sword moves and sword qi blasted the other party backwards, and soon, the two flew out of the encirclement of the seraphim.

A white line spread in the sea of clouds, and the water vapor condensed due to the excessive speed was also the light emitted from the eight-winged angel's body, the falling feathers, and the ripples that constantly emanated from Mo Ye's body.

The eight-winged angel is taking a defensive position, and he has not counterattacked from the time Mo Xie launched the offensive to the present, but he has just continuously swayed the energy in his body to cancel out Mo Ye's attack.

"Cohesion!

The energy in Mo Xie's moves became more and more condensed, and the oscillating ripples were lifted by him layer after layer, like the raging waves of the sea, but no matter how much he roared, he still couldn't shatter the defense of the eight-winged angel and slash out a real fatal blow.

All he could do was make the feathers on the wings of the eight-winged angel fall a little more and faster, but with the naked eye, it was visible to the naked eye that new feathers grew in an instant as one feather fell.

There is a limit to the speed at which a ripple spreads, and this limit is often determined by the medium through which it spreads.

The speed of the ripples that Mo Xie swayed had reached the limit of the medium in this realm.

It couldn't be any faster.

"Stacked waves!"

The indiscriminate bombardment of the offensive quickly consumed Mo Ye's internal qi, he knew very well that he couldn't support this level of output for long, seeing that the 'Concussive Sword' was difficult to achieve, Mo Xie turned his move in his hand and attacked three moves like a continuous river.

The three moves can be called a drop in the ocean in the series of attack actions that Mo Ye played all the way, but the face of the eight-winged angel changed color when these three moves came out.