The ultimate skill of the Green Road Holy City, in the explosion of a layer of green light, Aaron's figure quickly expanded.

Lion claws, snake tails, fleshy wings, and scaly skin.

"Roar~~~"

A loud roar that shook the heavens and the earth caused the air to crackle.

Facing the five Angels of Judgment was a wyvern with a body length of more than 50 meters, and it was in the form of an abyssal worm.

Extreme bloodlust, break through the barrier of the skull! Powerful power, instantly free from the shackles of reason.

A long dragon's tail flung out horizontally, except to deform the armor of the Angel of Judgment.

So much so that a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corners of the other party's eyes, and the blurred vision was filled with the darkness of despair, and then it fell as if it was about to fall into the abyss.

The horned and frilled head slammed out, its sharp teeth like broadswords, and it caught the second Angel of Judgment with precision.

Vigorously bitten by an abyss worm, the body of the Angel of Judgment trembled, and his right hand was weak and weak, and the heart-rending pain spread all over his body, the crisp broken bones were exposed to the flesh, and the red liquid gushing out filled Aaron's teeth.

But that's far from the end.

Boom! ――――

The huge wyvern body smashed away the other three Angels of Judgment in a row, and its sharp inward curved claws grabbed one of them.

Everything happened so fast, and with just one face, three of the five Judgment Angels were deposed in the blink of an eye.

The moment the Central Emperor behind him looked stupid, Aaron spread his wings and quickly climbed into the air. The wyvern grinned, and the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and they were divided into three prongs like a swallowtail.

Using all his strength, controlling the two huge flesh wings, the flying dragon's air-skimming speed, climbed 400 meters in the blink of an eye.

At such a time, Aaron craned his neck and stared at the high sky of freedom that would make people think about it.

"You only need to fly into the sky once, and you can live."

Never before had Aaron felt death so close in the days it was. In his eyes. Death is just a noun. Just a cold corpse and a cry, a string of tears.

In the final analysis, death is the end and disappearance of an individual life.

At this moment, Aaron is not afraid of death, but he will not be killed.

In other words, even death. Pull on enough pads too!

……

There was a "buzz" in my head. Emperor of the Central Empire. An angry heart burns in the chest.

The loss of 1 Angel of Judgment may not make him angry, but in the space of a day. The casualties of 4 Angels of Judgment made the Emperor's eyebrows stand up one by one, and his face burst into blue tendons, staring angrily at the back of the 'Flying Dragon', "Death!" ――――”

The Emperor of the Central Empire raised the giant heavy sword in his hand, his voice gradually roared from low to high, his face turned red, and then turned blue.

Haoran Holy City Level 4 Skill - Wrath of Justice!

The divine flames burned on the cross-sword of the six-winged judgment angel, slashing out one after another from afar, as the most powerful skill of the Haoran Temple, through the power of the six-winged judgment angel, even if he escaped a distance of 400 meters, Aaron still suffered no less than ten long-range splash attacks in a row.

One sword, two swords, three swords、...... Ten swords later, the scales on Aaron's back were "crackling" because of the large deformation.

The huge wyvern body trembled uncontrollably, and a large area of the body began to twitch violently.

The coldness of the wound touched the nerves under the scales, and the bright red liquid spread rapidly, and the cold feeling began to burn, and then it was like a heart-piercing tear.........

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood.

When all the light was about to concentrate in the center of her eyes, the pupils shrank suddenly!

"Roar ―――――"

The great pain was so sudden, and it tortured him mercilessly.

"In the Spartan conception, after a hearty battle, when you fall, you have to crush the enemy to the wound in the chest and choke the last enemy with your own blood."

"Yes, it would be a glorious thing for the Spartans to fight to the death!"

Trauma from the back, almost made Aaron fall.

But he still endured it and tried his best.

A second before rushing to the heavenly dome, with helpless anger, he crashed headlong into the warriors of Haoran Holy City, and the dense blockade line was followed by a scarlet blood mist.

Ordinary Haoran Holy City warriors, although they were also wearing golden armor, they had a pair of gray wings stretched out behind their backs.

The speed of the opponent's astonishment was too late to dodge the high-speed impact of a flying dragon.

After a roar, the gray feathers in the sky, and the fragments of stumps and armor, were somewhat blurred in Aaron's dim vision.

The pain was so great that the wyvern's hearing was blocked, and he could only faintly hear many screams.

Breaking through the dense sky blockade, Aaron's body was stunned, and the figure of the six-winged judgment angel had followed, and a heavy sword fell on Aaron's back again, and the big swords of hundreds of gray-winged warriors kept falling on both sides of Aaron's body.

"Roar---"

A roar of terrible struggle, resounding high in the air, quickly spread into the distance.

The final speed exploded, obviously very fast. But Aaron's own feelings, the few seconds that made the difference between life and death, were as slow as a slowed movie, and the wings that concentrated all his strength made him look extremely struggling.

But there is no doubt that he succeeded.

Aaron managed to break out of the encirclement, like a sky-skimming sword, slashing a thousand meters like lightning.

No matter how hard the Seraphim Judgment Angel tried, it was still half as slow as Aaron.

"Coward, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will bring judgment on your head!"

"When the blood of the living merges with the corpses of the dead, I will wash your empire with blood!"

"Despicable loser, you ruined a perfect deal. As long as you're willing to dedicate a Temple, the Central Empire will meet any of your requests! ”

"Stop, don't run away! Your injuries are severe, your wings are too tired......"

The seraped Angel of Judgment threatened and cursed with rage, and at one point, turned into despair, temptation, and even pleading over time.

There is no doubt that once Aaron escapes, he will never stand a chance.

There was still one year to live, and the shadow of death, and the speed of the wyvern's skyskimming farther and farther away, made the Seraphim Judgment Angel and Emperor feel a deep sense of despair.

Over time, until late at night.

There was more liquid scattered around, the feeling of weakness soaked through the whole body, I didn't know what the pain was, I just felt that my whole body was numb, and with the last remaining strength, with the help of the wind, Aaron's tired eyelids were slowly drooping. (To be continued......)