The six men glanced at them and noticed something different.

It was obviously snow-white skin, but it was filled with a faint black smoke, and there was a blood-red light flashing in his eyes from time to time.

There is no so-called holiness at all, and it seems very strange and ominous.

"What are you? Shouldn't you be an angel? What kind of god-king is the dead god-king?"

With a cold face on his face, Su Ming flew forward and asked coldly.

The five gods behind him, lined up, also found that something was wrong with them, and it was very likely that they contained weirdness.

If they are allowed to continue to develop, there may really be a terrifying rice country.

Even, these terrifying angels may be infected by the consciousness of the god king, and they may be resurrected again!

After all, the creature at the top of the biological chain, no matter how much speculation there is, is not too much!

Su Ming thought of Snubbing Feng, just after being treated, he could travel the universe, maybe some creature was resurrected.

How could the God-King die so easily?

A series of thoughts, all swirling in his mind.

"Presumptuous, we are the eight-winged angels on high, how dare you slander us?

One of the angels had the most black aura on his face, and the aura on his body was also the most mixed, and his white wings began to dye a little black.

With a lot of nonsense in his mouth, he coldly roared at Su Ming and the others.

Silver-white angel armor appeared on his body, and an angel sword carved with mysterious patterns appeared in his hand, and a circle of light flickered above his head, releasing a faint light.

Coming to battle.

The other two angels, with more and more bloodshot in their eyes, also showed a fighting posture.

Not far away, a huge city, in which many angels appeared, and their eyes fell on them.

The light in his eyes contained strange blood, which was slightly different from the angels he had ever seen.

"Three Holy Angels, no! That is Su Ming, the Chinese military god, who is extremely powerful, and once had a little kindness to our country!"

Just as the saber was rattling, a four-winged angel flew out of the city and shouted loudly.

He actually knew Su Ming, and even called his name, which was beyond the expectations of everyone on the scene.

"Who are you, how do you know me, have we met?"

Su Ming was a little confused, even if he was once awesome, he shouldn't be recognized at a glance!

I can't remember the limited number of angels I had seen in my mind.

They look about the same and are hard to tell.

In fact, they can still distinguish each other, there are subtle differences.

Just like they look at the Chinese people, the difference is not very big, but the Chinese people can see the difference between each other.

"Su Ming, I'm Ao Zhongtian, last time you spared my life, I can go to the extraterritorial battlefield to fight. Don't you remember me?"

Ao Zhongtian had a surprised expression on his face, indicating his identity.

In fact, being captured is not something worth promoting, but in their concept, there is no idea of being captured and losing face, and they are still alive anyway.

This is the cultural difference between the two countries.

"Oh, you're not dead yet, there's something wrong with your eight-winged angels, they've got weird invasions. The ones in the distance are pretty much the same, how can you be okay?"

Su Ming pointed to many angels with his right hand and said very unceremoniously.

Directly point out the situation, there is nothing polite.

Hearing this, the expressions of the three eight-winged angels all changed, and the killing machine was pervasive and vigorous.

"Fart, you are weird, you Chinese people are the most weird, you have no ability!"

"Huaxia people, you suffer death, we are invincible holy angels. All beings surrender at their feet!"

They couldn't bear Su Ming's accusations, the blood in their eyes became more and more vigorous, and they yelled to kill.

"It's really different, but they are the three most powerful of our holy angels, and they have absorbed countless god king energies to become so terrifying......!

Ao Zhongtian was shocked, exclaimed loudly beside him, and instantly thought of something terrible.

The energy of the god king contains weirdness, and it is not something that humans can absorb!

In an instant, Su Ming and the six of them also thought of the possibility, with surprise in their eyes, staring at the ubiquitous energy turbulence on the ground, unimaginable.

"Nonsense, we are very good, more than twice as strong, enough to deal with everyone! Huaxia people, get over and die!"

In the face of Ao Zhongtian's analysis, the three guys didn't believe it at all, and roared coldly.

Immediately, the three holy angels waved the angelic swords in their hands, and with the light of judgment, they rushed towards Su Ming and the six.

Suddenly, the wind howled, lightning and thunder, like the end of the world, appeared in front of everyone.

Even the energy turbulence below was affected at this moment, retreating in all directions, no longer as unscrupulous as just now.

The changes are unimaginable.

"Just a holy angel, dare to be strong in front of the old man?"

Su Qingtian stepped out, stretched out his right hand, and a wind and thunder flower covering an area of three thousand meters completely wrapped the three holy angels.

The next moment, countless hurricanes and endless thunderbolts appeared.

The hurricane was like a heavenly knife, compressing all the light on the three people into their bodies, barely able to protect their bodies.

The nine-colored thunder above, like a dazzling flame, fell on the three holy angels in a jump.

"Zilala......"

In the face of the wind and thunder flowers that are difficult for the gods to work on, when they attack the angels, they show terrifying power, electrocuting them to the outside and tender inside, and the air is filled with the smell of barbecue.

Looking at the snow-white feathers on their bodies, they all turned into charred black, and their bodies appeared to be scorched in large areas.

If it weren't for the light of judgment to protect the body, it would have become a pile of barbecue meat at this moment.

In one move, the three most powerful of the holy angels became like bald chickens.

Not only Ao Zhongtian, but also many angels in the city not far behind him also felt the horror of the Chinese people.

Not at all on a level, with a wave of the hand can destroy them all.

Such a terrifying psychological pressure can only be despair.

At this point, no one dared to move at will, and looked at them in a daze, frightened.

At this moment, Su Ming patted the old ancestor on the shoulder and whispered: "Old ancestor, all the weirdness on their bodies has disappeared, you can ask about the situation!"

In a word, Su Qingtian instantly knew what to do, and his right hand suddenly closed, cutting off the supply of divine consciousness and true yuan.

The wind and thunder flowers dissipated, revealing the three embarrassed holy angels inside.

The white feathers were gone, the dazzling silver armor was even blacker, and the angelic sword was almost deformed.

"Hehe, it turns out that the angel is not beautiful when he gets rid of his hair!"

The painting fan fanned the end of the nose to get rid of the burnt smell, which really didn't smell good.

"I can say that they don't have clothes, they look like smoked chicken. It's a pity, it's humanoid, otherwise you can have a good meal!"

Blade held a dazzling blade, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently.