In the Yuqing Palace, after watching Zhiyang's memory projection, no one spoke, but in the eyes of some people, there was a flash of disdain.

Looking at Zhiyang's gaze was a little dissatisfied, a god king is just worth making such a big fanfare, let them come in such a hurry.

But at this moment, Duobao stretched out his hand, and in an instant, in the center of the main hall, like a curtain opened, the picture of countless angel legions besieging and slashing appeared in mid-air.

Countless angels fell, and the god king cried blood.

Among the corpses of the four-winged angels in the sky, there was occasionally a six-winged seraphim of the Daluo realm.

The terrifying and tragic scene instantly shocked those quasi-saints in the main hall, Da Luo.

"Is this the man, so strong......"

A lion-headed human quasi-saint looked at the vague figure surrounded by countless angels and shrouded in black flames, and said in shock.

Because it was surrounded by countless legion attacks, no one could see the appearance of the slash at this time, and could only see a vague figure as tall as ten thousand feet step by step, instantly destroying those attacks and slashing countless angels.

An unstoppable, unstoppable terrifying momentum rose into the sky and enveloped the entire battlefield.

"No, the person in front of him is just a subordinate who flew south, claiming to be killed, and he himself is outside the main god space universe." Zhiyang, who had been paying attention to that side, slowly shook his head.

The Da Luo and Quasi-Saints in the "...... Chop" hall frowned, trying to find this person's information from their memories, but they found that they had never heard of such a powerful god king in this universe region.

Rumble!!

"What do you say, he calls himself 'chop'." Exuding the powerful coercion that belonged to the saint, with a resolute face, Duobao, who had dispersed the divine light outside his body, looked at Zhiyang in shock.

The aura of riot tore through the space around the middle-aged man, and it was pitch black, making him look like he was in a black hole.

"Yes, senior brother, when this person came, he called himself 'Chop'."

Zhiyang looked at Duobao, who was in a riot, and nodded slowly in affirmation, and wondered in his heart whether there was anything special about this name.

"Chop ...... Could it really be him, but didn't the master say that his roots were erased and fell. In the midst of the riot of breath, Duobao looked at the senior brothers below, and said slowly with Da Luo and the quasi-saint who belonged to the strength of the Yuqing Palace.

"Don't meddle in that side until I come back"

After saying that, Duobao directly tore through time and space and left here.

Looking at the empty cloud bed, everyone knew that something big was going to happen.

Duobao, who can make a saint who has become a saint, just heard a name, and he couldn't even suppress his breath, and left directly to find someone.

Chop......?

Everyone looked up silently at the figure surrounded by countless angels and walking towards Yehua with unwavering steps, guessing who he was.

And what kind of existence can drive such a person to fly south, why haven't they heard of this name.

Outside the main god space universe, flying south, he sat high on the throne and looked down indifferently.

At this time, he had no realm aura on his body, revealing an aura disguised as the peak realm of the eleventh order, but the power that erupted was at the twelfth order.

At this time, the bait had not been eaten, so he could not scare away the two whales that had been scared back then.

I said I would wipe out your entire clan, and that would wipe out the entire Winged Light Clan in the endless chaos. In the eyes of Xiang Nanfei, a terrifying killing intent flashed.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!!

Covering the sky, the endless attacks were immense, turning into a torrent of destruction that even the twelfth order had to avoid its edge, and slashed towards it.

With those two eight-winged angels at the peak of the eleventh order presiding, in the eyes of Yehua and those angels, the slash that gave them unrivaled power in front of them was finally not so strong.

On the Heavenly Mountain, condensed by endless holy light, Yehua sat high on the throne of God, like a supreme being, and his eyes proudly watched as he was besieged by tens of millions of four-winged angels.

"Hmph...... No matter how strong you are, the world is not the era of going it alone. Yehua snorted coldly, and a trace of jealousy flashed on his handsome face.

At this time, the entire Heaven Region World was covered by a military array composed of tens of millions of four-winged angels, surrounded by two eight-winged angels in a circle.

Although the momentum of the slash is still extremely strong at this time, in the eyes of those powerful high-level people who have been paying attention to this side, it is only a matter of time before he loses.

Such thoughts also came to the minds of Yehua and the two eight-winged angels.

As for those four-winged angels who were falling all the time, they didn't care at all.

In the Heavenly Divine Domain, two winged angels are born every moment in the countless sacred altar pools, and some of these angels are angels who have fallen after the conquest of the outer lands, and the Divine Heart Mark flies back to the Angelic Divine Domain along the way of the Lord to resurrect.

For these full-time fighting angels, death is nothing more than the loss of a powerful god.

When they are resurrected, as long as it takes some time to adapt, they will quickly regain their former strength, or even go further.

And this is also the reason why the strength of Heaven has become more and more huge over the years, after countless years of accumulation, they have the largest number of god legions, which is comparable to the number of middle-level angels of the upper god and the main god, and is comparable to the number of half of the Flood Universe.

The 100 million Quad-Winged Angel Legion composed of eighth-order strength in front of him is a main battle legion in the Heaven God Domain, and there are eight such legions in the Heaven God Domain.

Under such a main battle legion, the number of legion angels composed of countless fifth-order and sixth-order two-winged angels can fill the starry sky.

As far as Yehua knew, there were more than a trillion winged angels with the strength of the gods, and this was still known to him.

Because in the Heavenly Divine Domain, there are still some ancient angels who are comparable to saint-level existences, each of whom rules many universes.

Therefore, Jehua did not know how many angelic legions were hidden in those universes, and he had no authority to interfere with those ancient angels, and those people were only responsible to his father, Yahweh.

The angels surrounded the center, and the slashing eyes shrouded in black flames were cold, without fluctuation, and they didn't care about their situation at all.

His eyes were full of cruelty, and he drew his sword, slashed out all the attacks around him, obliterated tens of thousands of four-winged angels, and then returned to the sheath, and then drew his sword again at a speed beyond time.

And outside his body, the condensed black flames directly suppressed the power of the divine realm rules composed of tens of millions of angels, constantly burning and devouring, and they were not suppressed by the divine realm at all as Yehua imagined.

In the scabbard of his left hand, in the world that only he could sense, countless runes were increasing like stars, and the number was already more than 20 million.

In other words, under his knife, he has killed 20 million four-winged angels.

This rune condensed by the soul of the four-winged angel and the divine body of the lowest eighth-order upper god, the terrifying and terrifying number directly blessed him with four times the attack power.

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