Grievances, remorse, and madness are intertwined and heated in the hearts of the fallen angels, and for many years his grievances have no one to tell, and he can only be willing to degenerate into the evil party. For many years, his remorse could not be redeemed, and even if he pulled off all his wings, his dead wife and children could not be resurrected. He has spent many years in madness! With nowhere to vent his anger, he has been waiting for this moment to come!

He gave up the light and willingly threw himself into the darkness, slashing one former brother after another, but only increasing the sadness in his heart.

The purple flames on the Sword of the Damned, like burning blood, were the blood and tears of the Fallen.

"Die for me, you demon clad in holy light!" the fallen angel's cry was filled with boundless murderous intent.

Just as the blade was about to look at the Angel of Death, in the gray cloak, an arm suddenly stretched out and forcibly caught the opponent's full force.

The blue-gray metal armor showed no signs of breakage, and the blade rubbed a large spark with the armor, but it failed to break through the opponent's defenses.

Even if it was close, the face of the Angel of Death could not be seen in the gray cloak.

"You know, the power of the curse is of no use to me. The Angel of Death looked condescendingly at the Cursed Angel.

The fallen angel knew very well in his heart that the twelve-winged Lord Angel was not only a symbol of winter, but also a symbol of death, and that the curse might be useful for the living, but it had no effect on the spokesperson of death. The only thing that can defeat the Angel of Death is the strongest physical attack that can break through the boundaries between life and death.

In countless battles, the Angel of Death was the only one to lose to the Qitian God of War, and in the end, he also fought hard to explode all his soul power before he barely died with the Qitian God of War.

The Qitian clan has been wiped out in the long river of history, and it is difficult to find an existence in the world that can compete with the angels of death. The fallen angels knew from the beginning that even if the demons and humans were united, it would be impossible to defeat the angel clan.

But the appearance of the night stalker gave him a glimmer of hope, and the only thing he could do now was to help the night stalker consume the soul power of the angel of death as much as possible.

However, the power of the Angel of Death still exceeded his expectations, and the Angel of Death's left hand suddenly reached out, grabbing the head of the fallen angel, he wanted to absorb the soul power of the fallen angel!

"How is this possible!You actually broke through the Eighth Order?!" The Fallen Angel knows how strong the Angel of Death is, but it is not strong to this point, then the only possibility is that the Fallen Angel has successfully broken through to the Eighth Order.

In fact, this is the result of the help of the time controller behind the scenes, and the time controller's fear of the Qitian clan is like a nightmare in the middle of the night, no matter when he thinks about it, it still makes him palpitate. The God of War of Qitian was only a little short of being able to break through the shackles of this heaven and earth, and open up the passage between the ink disk world and the outside world, if the ink disk world was really broken, his fate would undoubtedly be extremely miserable.

If the Night Stalker is still in the Demon Realm, he will fight to be punished and kill the Night Stalker. However, now that the earth is the territory of the space controller, he can't pass through the space barrier created by the creator, so he can only use this method to enhance the power of the angel clan to achieve the purpose of destroying the night owl.

"Don't struggle, you can't escape the fate of death. A faint blue light emanated from the Angel of Death's hood.

"Ahh

With the shout

The sound of the fallen angel's wings, the feathers fell off one after another, and in their place were missing the fleshy wings full of flesh and blood.

"Cursed Spirit!" The fallen angel no longer struggled, but grabbed the other man's arm, because he was too hard, the white bones on his fingers had pierced out of the muscles, and the bone fingers were deeply embedded in the gauntlet.

"Even if I die, don't think about it! I can finally sleep forever, O false light, please cleanse my filthy soul. ”

The fallen angel's expression suddenly became serene and serene, and feathers grew on his wings again, not cloudy black, but holy gold.

It wasn't until the last one of his life that he was finally freed from the sin in his heart. The Fallen Angel may not be able to kill the Angel of Death, he has exhausted the last trace of soul power.

How terrifying is the self-detonation of the Holy Angel? The answer is obvious, the Angel of Death who was directly impacted, has already appeared countless cracks in the gauntlets.

The purple curse instantly enveloped most of the battlefield, and the main coverage area of the curse power was the camp on the side of the angel clan. Although many demons have been affected, the death toll of the Angel Legion is even higher.

The most intuitive thing is that the angel legion led by the Seraphic Angel was almost completely wiped out.

Su Dingjiang and the others, who were sitting on the Shenzhou Sky Aircraft Carrier, were already dumbfounded. How many fifth-order powerhouses could there be in the entire Huaxia?However, there were hundreds of thousands of fifth-order powerhouses gathered here, and among them, there were quite a few sixth-order demon emperors and archangels.

The two sides just looked at each other, and the Seraphic Legion was completely annihilated, which was a full tens of thousands of fifth-order powerhouses. Michael's angelic legion was almost dead. The most intact remains, and for now only the legion of the Angels of Justice remains.

The demon clan is also uncomfortable, the winged banshee and the angel legion fought and lost nearly half, the bull demon legion has only died about a tenth, and there are more than a dozen titan trolls, and now there are only three left.

What's more, there has now been the fall of a seventh-order powerhouse. They didn't understand why the fallen angels would suddenly turn against them. But it was indeed a seventh-order powerhouse, completely at the same level as the night owl. And the human race couldn't even find a sixth-order powerhouse, let alone a seventh-order powerhouse who had already touched the god level.

"What kind of war is this? Wu Xiangtian said dumbfounded.

"This is a war that human beings will never be able to reach, this is a war between gods and demons. Su Dingjiang said a little depressed.

"It's too early to give up, we're sure we can help. Ye Hanyu said a little unwillingly.

Night Hanyu can be said to be peerless masters in front of the military. If you compare it to those demons and gods outside, it's like a baby who has just learned to walk.

Now the battle situation is not clear, on the one hand, although the legion still has combat power, but there is not an eighth-order powerhouse. On the other hand, on the side of the angel camp, their angel legion was almost wiped out, but a twelve-winged eighth-order angel came, so the battle situation is still unknown.

The Nether Dragon flew behind the Night Stalker at some point, dragging the Night Stalker behind him, and now every trace of soul power is extremely precious, and the Nether Dragon wants to help the Night Stalker reduce the consumption of soul power in this way.

Even if it is as strong as the Nether Dragon, in such a melee, it can only guard the night owl and resist fatal damage in times of danger.

"You should save him, curse the angel's curse

Force, for the Angel of Death, may not be nothing, but for other angel clans, it is a deadly poison. The Nether Dragon spoke slowly.

However, it is already too late, and it is useless to say anything. The Night Stalker didn't know that the Fallen Angels had the same enemies as them, and if he had known that, he would have saved the Fallen Angels rather than kill them.

In the Shenzhou spaceship, Wu Xiangtian asked with a solemn face: "Chief, what should we do now? Are we going to send a different arrow flying team to attack?"

Su Dingjiang shook his head: "The technology of the alien arrow aircraft is not mature, and now it will not play a substantive role in going to the battlefield, let's wait and see what happens." ”

In fact, everyone present could clearly see Su Dingjiang's plan, if the enemy was weak, they would immediately beat the water dogs, and then win a good reputation. If the demon camp loses, they can escape as soon as possible, and then defend several important strongholds in Huaxia.

Perhaps seeing through Su Dingjiang's building blocks, Lan Ji sneered.

"The military is really bold, the friendly forces in front have already fought with the enemy, but you are sitting back here and enjoying the success?"

Lan Jiao's age is more than enough for Su Dingjiang's granddaughter, but now she is being ridiculed by such a girl, but she can only smile bitterly. The human camp is too small, although technological weapons can be supported from a distance, but the battlefield is full of thunderstorms, and there is no way to take the other side. If they rush forward, they are not so much supporting as sending them to death.

Fortunately, the military has their own mission, and their only mission is to ensure that the rear supply of the demons can be replenished in time.

"Hmph, if you don't help, I'll go myself. "Night Hanyu's little temper flared up again. In the past, she didn't save any face for the military, and at this time, she would not ask for soft words, which would only lead to ruthless decisions.

As soon as Ye Hanyu moved, almost all the other members of the Binglan Hunting Group followed, they didn't have any good feelings for the military, and when they saw that Ye Hanyu was going to attack alone to help the night owls, they naturally followed suit.

"We can't let them have an accident, otherwise the night owl will fight back, and the human race will be completely finished. Wu Xiangtian was a little anxious, he wanted to order someone to stop Ye Hanyu and a few people, but none of the strangers present were the opponents of Ye Hanyu and others.

However, as soon as the night cold rain flew out of the Shenzhou, he was a little dumbfounded, and he might not feel anything when he looked at it from a distance, and even felt like watching a Hollywood blockbuster. But once they advanced to the battlefield, they suddenly found that they were as weak as an ant, and no matter how hard they tried, it was impossible for them to tear off the thick legs of the elephant.

"What should we do now?, do we really want to support the night owl?" asked Shen He with a solemn face.

Ye Hanyu was also hesitant in her heart, these people around her were her friends, her own students, even if she lost one, it would make her worry. But to support the night owls, there are not only two seventh-order angels over there, but even a twelve-winged death angel, which is basically an existence that they can't compete with.

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