Jing Xiang's finger was broken by Jing Mo, the reason was that he couldn't use the death-defying move "Soul Breaking Finger", the Soul Breaking Finger was used, and the enemy and me were injured.

"Jing Mo! Can't you go down to the killer in the face of your former friends? In that case, let me deal with him, Holy Warrior Angels, I want you to take off his head in three minutes! Mourinho gave the order, and the Silverwing warriors guarding him drew their swords and dived, and the brilliance of layers of magic was rendered on it, so beautiful that people "couldn't bear to look at it directly".

It's very simple, the light that converges to the apex is as bright as a flashbang, and at least thirty people dive and slash, and you don't need to look at it to know where to hide.

The coverage of the team's attack is large, but Jing Xiang is not a fixed point, he was once a divine envoy, not an ordinary person; Even if his index finger was broken, this small injury was nothing to him. On the other hand, he also "subdued" Jing Mo in turn.

I saw him pick up Jing Mo's bottom, stop her by the waist and hug her, and in an instant, give her a princess hug when Jing Mo didn't react at all. It seems that Jing Xiang likes this holding posture very much......

The rapid movement left behind a series of afterimages, and no one in Mourinho's Holy See Annihilation Battle Team could hurt him!

Mourinho hates his teeth, he himself is not good at fighting, but he is the "left hand of God". To be able to enjoy such a status, in addition to the efforts of his ancestors, he naturally has other dependence.

Sakurai Xi didn't look at it dryly, obviously, the holy martial arts team of more than thirty people was handed over to her for disposal, which made Jing Xiang feel that she didn't come in vain, and there was still use value.

"Now, you're Jing Mo's master now, right?" Somehow, Jing Xiang completely subdued Jing Mo, and since Jing Mo broke his fingers, he never attacked him again.

Mourinho squinted and pulled a card from his cuff.

"That's right, she's all I'm happy with."

"Huh." Jing Xiang smiled coldly, unscrewed off the broken index finger, didn't blink his brows, but said: "Since Mo'er asked me not to use the 'Soul Breaking Finger', then-I won't use it anymore from now on, yes, I killed you with the Soul Breaking Finger, ha, that's too cheap for you." Who the allowed you to disturb Mo'er's peace with a magic circle of evil summoning?! ”

"Yo yo yo, you're angry. Still 'Mo'er', cut - as long as the spell in my hand doesn't disappear, she will have to be with me for the rest of her life, don't you understand? I'm outside of the Jihadist group! Whether the holy war is over or not, it doesn't affect me! If you still don't know, let you see what the secret treasure of the 'left hand of God', which holds all the resources of black magic, has ...... of its functions."

"Stop talking nonsense, isn't it the left hand of God?" Jing Xiang suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "Ha Lu Ha I know what you're holding in your hand, it's the 'Tibetan Elephant' that came from another parallel world through the linkage of strings, and as far as I guess, it should be the 'Heartless Angel' of Enkidu, the one corresponding to the Pope in the tarot card! ”

"What......" Mourinho sweated coldly, "but do you know what the Dao can do, as long as it has it, except for His Majesty the Pope, all superpowers are paper tigers!" ”

I saw him carry the card to his chest in a posture similar to a dance, which is a necessary procedure for summoning Tibetan elephants in this worldly realm—the Holy Spirit War Dance.

In their eyes, the Tibetan image is the embodiment of the Holy Spirit.

Several bright lights came down from the sky, and it was faintly visible that there was a high-ranking angel standing behind Mourinho, but it didn't look huge.

"Paper tigers? That's your own shallow ignorance, if you can really ignore superpowers with just the Holy Card and Holy Dance, then this world has long become the same as that world. Jing Xiang stated lightly, "You must not have imagined that the person you provoked could subvert the entire world!" ”

"Holy card!" Jing Xiang actually pulled out a card from his sleeve decently, "Reverse the World Realm!" ”

He turned the glittering tarot card upside down, and in the blink of an eye, a black undercurrent struck the heartless angel behind Mourinho. Mourinho stretched out his hand to stop it, but unexpectedly, this undercurrent was not an entity, nor was it radiation, it was a projection of something in a higher dimension in a lower dimension, just an illusion.

In this way, the black undercurrent directly hit the heartless angel and filled the angel's hollow heart.

The changes after that were surprisingly similar to the situation in which Jing Xiang (Zero) gave his body to the control of Van Anzhi many years ago - the dark vines were soon crawling with Heartless Angels, and Mourinho found that the papal card in his hand had somehow turned upside down.

The positive interpretation of the papal card is aid, but its reverse interpretation is - wrong information, malicious exhortation, deception, aid being interrupted, wishes not being fulfilled, being taken advantage of, being abandoned.

The Heartless Angel stabbed Mourinho, the owner who summoned it, with its whole body, and its wings completely blackened......

"Whoa!!" The blade of that sword was so wide that Mourinho looked less like he had been stabbed and more like he had been split. Streams of black gas emerged from the torn parts of the body, and it was terrifying.

Jing Xiang slowly walked towards Mourinho, and Jing Mo followed behind him.

"In order not to let you die in vain, I specially tell you who I really am." Jingxiang approached Mourinho and whispered to him, and then Mourinho died with horror and hatred.

The black gas became more and more, corroding Mourinho's whole body to the point and disappearing.

"Mo'er, although I know that you are not you, after all, it is the consciousness that your body gave birth to, and in order to prevent your true soul from conflicting with this body that was resurrected with great difficulty, I have to wronged you." Jing Xiang turned around and passed by Jing Mo.

The moment he left, Jing Mo seemed to understand something, and he turned around and wanted to chase after him, but his consciousness had disappeared, and before he could say it, he fell to the ground......

"Ahh Sakurai Yugang wanted to go over to help her, but was stopped by Jingxiang.

"Someone will take it, let's get down to business."

Xi was puzzled, so he had to dispel his worries on the grounds that the "Fate" would come over to settle Jing Mo.

She had been confronting the Holy Martial Team just now, and she couldn't see this Jing Xiang, what did he do, and in a few minutes, the combination of Jing Mo and Mourinho was completely defeated.

In fact, this is the privilege that Jing Xiang retains as a "divine envoy" - to get whatever he needs anytime, anywhere, even if it is an item from the divine realm.

For example, the perfume hidden in the knuckle of his index finger is dedicated to eliminating Jing Mo's consciousness, as well as the "World Realm" ......

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The door of the room rented by Wu Qiong and Xie Yuyao was pushed open, and as soon as the visitor entered the door, he was pointed at by hundreds of sharp swords, and he didn't dare to move.

"Li Rui?"

"Ask for ...... I beg you...... Don't go for ...... Concert...... Be...... Pitfall! Her voice was like a broken bellows.

"I know it's a trap, but I can't help it." Wu Qiong was wearing a nightgown, and his hair stood on end under the effect of electromagnetism, "The holy war must be over, it's time to meet Faker." ”

"No...... Be...... That one...... Jingxiang ...... No...... Myself! ”

"What's that?" Xie Yuyao was very disdainful to ignore this traitor, "Is it over, if you don't have a place to return, go back to Beijing and garrison the base with Qinglong." "Although I don't want to ignore it, I still have an old love after all.

"It's too strong...... Spike ...... He killed everyone in seconds!! Li Rui gasped a few times, "I finally escaped, and I just want to tell you that this guy is a divine envoy, a clown who almost killed Qinglong in the qualifying match!" ”

"What!"

Wu Qiong's eyes flashed a bolt of lightning, "Then I'm going to go even more!" ”