Jing Huan's attack was launched, and the shouts of Monk Changzang had already reached Weiyang's ears, but it was too late!

Because his hand has already touched the blood-colored brilliance!

In an instant, an extremely satisfying touch spread throughout his body from between the blood-colored fingers that never touched him!

But the good times didn't last long, and the space of the god-making system suddenly rioted! Silent spatial fluctuations appeared around Weiyang, and in the next moment, half of the book suddenly tore through the space and appeared in front of Weiyang! Then the pages of the book flew over, and all of a sudden, the blood-colored brilliance was enveloped in it!

This time, it was like water touching absorbent paper, and the brilliance was all sucked into the half of the book in an instant! And on the page that was opened, a few lines gradually appeared, and these lines were quickly staggered, as if outlining some kind of scene!

Weiyang was stunned, what is the situation?

What is this book about?

But the current situation doesn't allow Weiyang to think about it at all, because a terrifying attack is about to bombard Weiyang's body!

This is Jing Huan's attack! Although the hasty attack was much worse than the attack that killed the Seraphim just now, in terms of attack strength, it was enough to inflict extremely heavy damage on Weiyang!

Hide!

Instantly!

Instantly!

The instantaneous power of Weiyang's body exploded, and the whole person, driven by this force, tried his best to avoid the attack of Jing Huan to the side. And while dodging, I didn't forget to reach out and copy the book in my hand!

attacked, missed.

Jing Huan looked at Weiyang with a cold look in his eyes. Then, he turned his gaze to the monk Changzang.

"Sure enough, this kind of person shouldn't have been left in the first place. I'd rather kill three thousand by mistake than let go of one! ”

For Jing Huan's words, Chang Zang can only smile bitterly, if Jing Huan is in an ordinary state, Chang Zang is still a little sure to talk to him, but now, in this state of Jing Huan, don't look at the appearance looks very calm, but in fact, he is no different from a violent state!

Jing Huan's words Weiyang also listened to his ears, and now things have developed to this point, and as a result, there seems to be only one left, fighting.

Weiyang took out and pierced the spear of deaththorn.

Before Jing Huan's gaze shifted to his body, Weiyang desperately injected his divinity into the spear that pierced the death thorns!

Between heaven and earth, golden light rose, and then converged on Weiyang's hands.

This vision immediately attracted the attention of Jinghuan and Changzang.

Monk Changzang didn't feel anything special, at most, he just felt that this move was more powerful. But this trick is in the Jing Huan, and that little bit of golden light represents a very special energy for their angels!

Divinity!

His face couldn't help but become solemn.

Divinity, as a much higher level of energy than the power of angels, naturally knows how lethal it is!

This made him can't help but be cautious.

His hands were raised, and the power of the angel was raging in his body. Although the energy fluctuations did not come out of the body, Weiyang saw that the chains that were bound to Jing Huan's body that exuded pitch-black mist were quietly broken a few times!

And with the collapse of these chains, the momentum emanating from Jing Huan's body has unexpectedly improved a little again!

But what appeared on Jing Huan's body was a few huge wounds! These wounds penetrated Jing Huan's body, making his whole person look as if he had crawled out of a blood pit, looking extremely miserable!

The monk Changzang was on the side, wanting to speak and stopping. It's just a fragment, and in his opinion, it's not worth it at all!

But Jing Huan turned a blind eye to the pain on his body, his hands opened towards Weiyang, and with his movements, the twelve light wings behind him suddenly opened, and then intertwined and skyrocketed!

The wings that radiated light turned into a storm-like attack and rolled towards Weiyang!

It's close!

It's close!

But Weiyang is still unmoved!

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he could feel that the power of Jing Huan's attack was not weaker than the light feather attack he had launched against Zhang Heng and them with the Holy Hall Advent in the first place, and it was even stronger!

Charge!

Charge!

Charge!

The divinity possessed by Weiyang is rapidly shrinking. He wasn't sure if the divinity that had now been infused into the Piercing Deaththorn Spear would be able to deal enough damage to Jing Huan to interrupt his attack, but all he could do was keep brewing more powerful attacks!

Until the last moment!

Finally, Weiyang had to attack, because if it was delayed any longer, it would be too late for Jinghuan's attack to come close to him!

Pierce the Spear of Deaththorn!

First comes first!

Decide the cause again!

The spear burning with a virtual red flame streaked through the air, accompanied by the escaping golden light!

The whole sky seems to light up!

"Is it just this level of attack......" Jing Huan's eyes stared at Weiyang's every movement, including the moment he shot out, but the power of the attack seemed to him, although it was a little louder, but why did it give him a sense of emptiness? It's as if everything he sees is fake.

"It seems...... Something is wrong......" Jing Huan's heart was full of vigilance, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart!

The powerful power instantly collapsed the power of the angelic power in his body!

The twelve-winged angel's wings collapsed in an instant, turning into a golden light and dissipating into the air, and at the same time, the chains that were deeply rooted in his body that extended from the coffin behind him also broke for a while!

Jing Huan looked at his chest in disbelief, there was a bowl-sized wound there, which penetrated his body, and gurgling blood was flowing out of it.

"Lost...... "Lost," Jing Huan muttered, his body falling to the ground, but he stood trembling to himself. Suddenly, he smiled, and smiled happily, very happily, like the bright smile of a small child!

"Finally free......"

The words fell, and with it, it was Jing Huan's body that fell to the ground.

But before that, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around his body. At the same time, a talisman hit the wound on Jing Huan's chest.

Tsunezo was a little worried, he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

He raised his head and looked at Weiyang, holding the golden talisman in his hand.

This talisman was different from the talisman he had taken out before, because what was circulating on it was a kind of misty power. This power, in Taoism, is called immortal power!

This is the hole card of the monk Changzang, the hole card that must be killed.

Immortal power talisman!

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