"Holy Sword of Holy Light!" The angel's palm fished to the side, and suddenly pulled out a huge light long sword from the air, the long sword was completely condensed by the power of the holy light, just like the laser sword in Star Wars, and when it was gently waved, it made a 'buzzing' sound, which was the effect and sound produced by the holy sword cutting and burning air particles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The holy light sword of the sub-angel was withdrawn, and the angel wings behind her flapped gently, and her figure appeared directly in front of Luo Lun, raising her sword and stabbing directly, the target was Luo Lun's forehead and eyebrows, attacking fiercely.

"Ancient Golden Bell!" Luo Lun snorted coldly, the true yuan in his body burst out from his skin, and suddenly a huge buzzing sound also sounded in the air, and waves of qi, centered on Luo Lun's body, swept wildly around, slightly deflecting the sword of holy light of the sub-angel, and at the same time, a huge golden bell, centered on the angel's body, formed a golden bell cage, detaining the body of the sub-angel in it.

This golden bell, falling on Luo Ren's body, is a protective phantom magic weapon for the outside and inside, and when it falls on the body of the sub-angel, it is a prison for the inside and not the outside, the attack inside cannot get out, but the attack outside can enter without hindrance.

Luo Lun quickly retreated hundreds of meters, and when the whole person retreated rapidly, he became ethereal, when he fell to the ground, as soon as his feet stepped on the ground, a thick sword light behind him immediately flew up, and when flying around his body, the thick sword light gradually turned into a phantom that was less than a meter long.

This one-meter-long sword light phantom surrounded Luo Lun's body, spinning wildly, forming an energy swallowing vortex around his body, like a galaxy astrolabe, frantically devouring all the elemental power around him, more crazy and huge than the power and scope absorbed by the angel wings just now.

A series of energy vortices, surging from all directions, like a sharp sword, into the silver astrolabe vortex, the long sword of energy, like a hundred steel, swam around the astrolabe, one after another turned into soft finger green silk, fused into his own body, and even around his body, a huge primeval golden bell was recast.

On the surface of this huge golden bell around Luo Ren's body, countless stars and countless gods have peeled off from it, and in the ocean of energy, they are carrying waves.

In the end, it turned into a series of overlapping shadows and merged into Loren's body.

"One blow is fatal, a hundred changes in heavenly machines, flying immortal thorns!" Luo Lun pinched the sword technique again with both hands, and the shapes of the primeval golden bells around his body shattered one after another, turning into countless lights and shadows, fusing into the phantom sword light, making his phantoid-like sword light condense from the void again, and re-form a flying sword less than half a meter long.

Luo Lun clenched this flying sword less than half a meter long with both hands, and the whole person's body was constantly balanced, so that the fluctuations of the true yuan cycle in the body were consistent with the energy beating frequency of the flying sword in his hand.

Luo Lun's strength is still far from being an opponent compared to the relegated Ya Angel, so he was quietly passed on by Xiao Yin and Yang.

The master has a move, unless it is a real evenly matched, otherwise, it is generally between the backpalms and the enemy's head.

Xiao Yin and Yang knew that simply with Luo Lun's strength, even if he exerted all his combat power, he was not the opponent of the sub-angel projected by the machine spirit of this shadow golden gate, so he decided that with his cooperation, Luo Lun gathered all the power that could be gathered, and even in his cooperation, he also collected more energy, and fused it into the flying sword one after another, and used the sword method of flying sword art, plus all the strength of the whole body, to directly engage in the most essential battle with the enemy.

One hit will kill, either the enemy will die, or Loren will be completely finished.

Under the flow of Zhenyuan, Luo Lun's body and the flying swords on his hands formed a real body, and the whole person and a sword fused into one, Luo Lun was the flying sword, the sword light accelerated, and he rushed directly towards the sub-angel who was trapped in the Admiralty.

This is Loren's last desperate method, and when the enemy dies, everyone rejoices. If the enemy does not die, we die. We die, leaving the enemy with nothing.

Rumble...

The power of the primeval golden bell, when Luo Lun's flying sword just touched the surface, there was a rapid collapse, and the energy torrent formed by the golden bell also merged into the sword light of the flying sword, directly increasing the total speed and energy of the flying sword.

A sword light shattered the holy sword of holy light that was swung out by the sub-angel in anger, shattered the angelic armor on the sub-angel's chest, pierced the skin flowing with the holy light curtain, and pierced the angelic heart in the sub-angel's chest.

disintegrate

The heart of the angel was completely shattered by Luo Ren's full force, and countless energies rioted within the body of the sub-angel.

"The Great Law of Absorbing Stars. "When the sub-angel knew that he had completely failed, he was about to explode the shattered angel heart in his body and the torrent of energy that collapsed everywhere in his body, forming a huge energy explosion, intending to drag Luo Lun into the abyss of hell, but at this time, he had already calculated everything and completed all the preparations early, just when Luo Lun's flying sword pierced into the body of the sub-angel, and the sword qi impacted, shattering the angel's heart.

The majestic star-absorbing power of a black hole uses Loren's body as a medium to swallow the rolling torrent of energy in the body of the sub-angel.

These energies with different attributes were forcibly suppressed by the angelic heart and turned into the power of the holy light within the original sub-angelic body, but once the angelic heart was shattered, even if these energies had the light attribute of the holy light, they also recovered the violent attributes of the energy, like the torrents that belonged to each other, intersecting each other, entangled with each other, consuming each other, and rubbing against each other, forming countless energy explosions and energy annihilation, like the most chaotic space-time turbulence, along the small yin and yang with Luo Lun's body as the channel, emitting a majestic black hole-like suction。

Suddenly, these torrents of energy, as if they were so good that they were a flood outlet, rushed straight into Luo Lun's body, and after circulating in the meridians of his body, they turned into their own true yuan power, and were swallowed into the stomach by the greedy whale of the little yin and yang.

"Your uncle, you killed me. Luo Lun was like his fingers on a high-voltage electric wire, his body shook wildly, and he couldn't help himself, because the energy in his body was going crazy, and the powerful torrent of energy rushed into his body in waves, and then turned into a more huge power of true yuan, and involuntarily merged into the smaller body of Xiao Yin and Yang.

This kind of painful torture seems to be endless, three seconds, as painful as three years, but in this case, the key is that he is not really three seconds, he is a long moment like three minutes.

Finally, all the energy in the sub-angel's body was sucked clean by Xiao Yinyang's body, and Luo Lun was about to get rid of this pain.

Just after the last torrent of energy in his body was transformed into the true element, the rolling true yuan was surging like the sea, and after the little yin and yang were full, Luo Lun suddenly cut off the connection between the true yuan and the little yin and yang, and took this majestic power of the true yuan as his own.

Xiao Yin and Yang looked over suspiciously, just in time to see Luo Lun glaring angrily, and his expression was suddenly bright.

"You eat meat, can you still give me a sip of soup?" Loren's reason was very normal, and he was justified.

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