The army of angels was like a bamboo, all the way east, but it was only a day to reach the city of Jianye.

The momentum is like a bamboo, that is to say, along the way, Mo Xie and the angels did not encounter any decent resistance at all, from the beginning, every time they visited, they could find a few or even dozens of cultivators to come to a righteous execution, and then they blew up the city and couldn't even catch a mouse, and the speed of the transformation of the situation during this period was not unfast.

Sure enough, when facing the fear of life, it is the most capable of forcing people's potential - these scum scum with the highest strength but Jindan can actually run faster than the eight-winged angel whose strength is comparable to that of the Yuan Infant Monk.

It's all talent.

But Mo Xie Ke never had any thoughts of "cherishing talents".

And all the way east, it was one of the few times that Mo Xie did not take the wrong path - in fact, this time he did not walk at all, he was served by Kira the whole time, and was carried by several angels in a cloud blanket.

is as stingy as he is, and would rather be in pain and be empty than pay for treatment.

"My lord, I have arrived in Jianye, but ......" A vanguard team brought the news from the front, which was heard by Anqi and transferred to Mo Xie. As Wan Lu, she has now become Mo Ye's full-time assistant.

"The group of rats huddled together to keep warm?" The cloud carpet supported Mo Ye to sit up, and a silver glint flashed in his only pair of eyes that were wrapped in mummies.

"Yes, there are thousands of cultivators gathered in the sky above Jianye City right now, and after preliminary observation, we haven't found the guy you described. Angel said.

"I expected it, I guess that old guy ...... Forget it, Anqi, pass it on, surround Jianye City, until that old guy shows up, that group of miscellaneous people can practice at will!Kill or abuse, or a combination of the two, whatever you like!" Mo Xie waved his hand, "Kira, find a suitable viewing spot, this is a rare live broadcast!"

"Yes!"*2

Angel led the order to retreat, and in the blink of an eye, the angelic army that had received the order dispersed in formation, one team pressed forward, and three teams outflanked in a roundabout way. Although it seems funny to encircle a city with more than 600 people, these 600 people are angels, especially since most of them are eight-winged infant-level angels.

The number of wings behind the angel indicates the strength of the angel and also represents the intelligence and skill level of the angel to a certain extent, such as: the two-winged angel plays fists and feet, the four-winged angel plays the broadsword, and the seraphim shoots the bullet. The eight-winged angel has its own skill of forming a formation, that is, arranging the formation with the connection between individuals.

Although their formation is very rough, it is purely relying on strength to suppress others, as long as their own strength exceeds the average strength of the array, they can completely ignore it.

It's a very applicable setting.

Is there still a monk in the entire Heavenly Dynasty who is above the Yuan Infant now?

"Hum~"

As the scattered angels took place one by one, a golden film rose from their bodies, and finally closed into a cover in the sky above Jianye City, and ten eight-winged angels specially landed on the ground, guiding the power of the light mask and blocking the underground passage at the same time.

Obviously, they were deeply impressed by the Heavenly Dynasty Monk's Great Retreat Method.

"Kill them all!"

Angels are angels after all, and they didn't carry out the word "abuse" that Mo Xie said after all, and the four hundred angels in the remaining battle sequence who removed the more than two hundred angels who maintained the operation of the light mask rushed into the light mask, and fought with the monks in a moment.

This time it was no longer a one-sided slaughter, and this time none of the many monks chose to escape, and when the angels held up the light shield, they all just looked at it coldly, their faces full of death and inexplicable confidence.

“￥%#￥￥%……”

In the face of the rushing angels, they pulled out their weapons, and inexplicable incantations came out of their mouths, and the black smoke wrapped in an ominous aura seemed to envelop their weapons and bodies slowly.

"Not good!"

From afar, Mo Ye on the makeshift observation deck saw this scene, and he was shocked in his heart and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Don't touch the black smoke!"

He shouted.

But it was too late.

"Huh!"

An angel swung his sword and cut off a monk, the technique was already extremely clean, and the splattering blood did not appear until the two bodies were separated by dozens of meters from each other, and by this time the angel had already killed at least ten more people. The monks had no chance to fight back in front of the angels who were far superior to them, and the swords in their hands could not even touch a single hair of the angels.

They don't need to touch either.

"Ahh

The angel who was mowing the grass with his hand to reap the lives of one monk after another suddenly screamed, only to see that the long sword in his hand had turned into pitch black at some point, and the black gas like smoke and snake had infected his hand through the hilt.

He screamed, his voice terrible.

"Sure enough, this group of miscellaneous pieces! Sure enough, there are still that dangerous things left!" Mo Ye, who was in the state of "mummy", jumped up directly.

There is nothing to curse, neither of the two sides of the hostile relationship has any reason to preach morality with the other, and since it has been branded at home, since it is facing the danger of extinction, there is no means that cannot be used.

Even if you want to sell your soul to a demon, it's better than to be tied up and killed.

"Discard the part that is infested with black gas!Don't hesitate!Withdraw all the light masks!!! quickly," Mo Xie ordered, and the angels quickly evacuated.

Counting the losses, at least a dozen angels lost their limbs, and even one angel threw himself in the light mask.

Linming's black gas...... What a horror!

The corners of Mo Xie's eyes shrank, but no one could see what kind of expression he had on his face under his current dress.

"Ahhh

Mo Xie watched as the blackened angel covered his head in the light mask, tearing his hair and scalp, and soon, his face was almost skeleton.

There were eight wings on his back, and as his face became more and more terrifying, a pair of short, immature bone wings slowly burrowed out at the bottom of his eight wings. At the same time, he suddenly grabbed the nearest monk and stabbed him into the monk's neck with a fang.

"Boom knock!" holiness became evil, angels became devils.

"It's ......!"

The scene in front of them greatly stimulated the senses and world view of the angels, and for a while no one knew what to do, and they all stupidly watched the blackened angel stage the favorite drama of the blood clan in the light mask.

What a terrible sight it was, both for the monks and for the angels.

"Kill him with long-range means!Kira!You take it personally!Use your strongest attack!" Mo Xie made an instant decision.

"Yes!" Kira suddenly woke up, and the horror in her heart instantly turned into anger.

"Die!" without uttering the slogan of "purification" or declaring the sin of "blasphemy", Kira's anger stems from the unknown and fear, and he, like all angels born of the 'heavenly realm', lacks knowledge. He didn't know any vampires, only that the eight-winged angel was no longer an angel, but had been transformed into their enemy.