The Scorching Hell is broken!

Count Pibshaw, gritting his teeth as he said this, went up with a dark black flame and swooped down on him.

In the next moment, the glorious trial came into play, and in an instant, a sun took shape in an instant.

The endless dark energy was completely destroyed by this sun, and even the essence of the dark energy was disintegrated.

Under the frightened gaze of Count Pibshaw, the sun disintegrated the darkness and swooped down on him.

"Bake" the entire dimensional space is shaking.

As the mushroom cloud of the nucleus had receded, Count Pibshaw stood on the ground, and for a moment, his body melted silently and turned into ashes.

A female four-winged angel, struggling to get out,

Although there are still these four wings, the brilliance that bears the gods has disappeared, and the broken wings are zeroed in pieces.

In her life, there was no angel in sight.

This is a vibrant area, with vast forests, clear lake waves, and gentle rivers.

It's just that, looking down from this mountain range, the forest is burning, and on this charred ground, there are only countless overlapping corpses and fragments, and countless lights fluttering in the air in confusion, waiting to disappear.

It was only at this moment that the four-winged angel's gaze turned to one place.

It was a presence scattered among corpses and a sea of blood.

The four-winged angel frowned, clenched the rising spear in his hand, and stared into the distance.

In her home port, this being burned with black flames, which were deep and endless, like a black curtain in the starry sky.

Luo Meng walked to the side of the four-winged angel, admired her body, and turned to the deep pit, which was filled with the powerful power of the lord-level evil demon.

What's your name? Suddenly Romon asked, "Puyushi, the Radiant Lord's Wings." At this time, the four-winged angel saluted, and of course she understood that the existence in front of her was at least the incarnation of a certain highness.

Well, this evil demon named Pibshaw, leading 300,000 troops, has broken through to the Marquis, lasted seven battles, the time is February and three days in the main world, and today he is gone.

Romon said flatly: What about you?

Pu Yuxi suddenly smiled, the four-winged angel's face was originally divine, but this smile made her person look dazzling.

Holding 100,000 troops, joining the Holy Battle, after five battles, the next stop should be when I inquire about the Lord, she said steadily.

The brilliance of the Lord God she carries has been exhausted, the legion is completely destroyed, and her outcome is already doomed.

Would you rather die than go on?

My lord, this is my responsibility. She bowed slightly, this, because Luo Meng had no apparent identity, she only called him an adult.

Oh, you can go.Romon nodded. said.

The four-winged angel Pu Yuxi clenched the holy spear in his hand, flapped his wings, and flew away without looking back, pointing out from afar that there were also fierce energy fluctuations there.

When everything was lonely, Luo Meng unfolded and collected, and suddenly, countless corpses and countless fragments kept pouring towards him.

It is already winter in the space of Shenlong Horn, and when it snows, the snowflakes are not big or too dense, but as the time passes, the snow becomes bigger and bigger, weaving into a white net, flying all over the sky.

From a mortal's point of view, it was a blizzard, and the cold air was so cold that nothing could be seen, and there was snow everywhere.

However, at the place of the Holy Mountain, within the World Tree, a new rain is falling.

Romon pondered, watching it all.

The Scorching Hell is broken!

Count Bibshaw, gritting his teeth and spitting out these words, a dark flame rose into the sky and swooped down.

In the next instant, the radiant divine power came into play, and in an instant, a sun took shape in an instant.

The endless dark energy was completely destroyed by this sunlight, and even the essence of the dark energy was disintegrated.

Under the terrified gaze of Count Piebshaw, the sun disintegrated the darkness and swooped down on him head-on.

"Boom" The entire plane of space is shaking.

As the nucleus-like mushroom cloud faded, Count Biebshaw stood on the ground, and for a moment, its body melted silently and turned into pieces of ash.

A female four-winged angel struggled to get out.

Although there are still four wings, the brilliance of the god carried by them has disappeared, and the broken wings have withered away piece by piece.

By her side, not a single angel could be seen.

It was a vibrant plane, with vast forests, clear lakes, and gentle rivers.

It's just that, looking down from this mountain range, the forest is burning, and on the entire charred ground, there are only countless overlapping corpses and fragments, and countless points of light fluttering in the air in confusion, waiting to die.

It was only at this moment that the four-winged angel's gaze turned to one place.

It was chalky in the midst of corpses and a sea of blood.

The four-winged angel frowned, clenched the holy spear in his hand, and stared into the distance.

In her gaze, this existence burned with blue-black flames, which were deep and endless, like a black curtain in the starry sky.

Romon walked up to the four-winged angel for a long time, admired her body, and turned to the deep pit, which was filled with the powerful energy of a lord-level demon.

"What's your name?" asked Romon suddenly.

"Puyushi, the four-winged attendant of the Lord of Radiance. At this time, the four-winged angel saluted, and of course she understood that the existence in front of her was at least the incarnation of a certain highness.

"Well, this demon count's name is Bibshaw, he has led 300,000 troops, and he has broken through to the marquis, which lasted seven battles, and the time is two months and three days in the main world, and today he has fallen and died. ”

Luo Meng said flatly: "What about you?"

Pu Yuxi suddenly smiled, the four-winged angel's face was originally divine, but this smile made her whole person look dazzling.

"I led 100,000 troops into the Holy Cretaeu War, and I went through five battles, and the next one should be when I will be martyred for the Lord. She said calmly.

The brilliance of the Lord God she carries has been exhausted, the legion has been completely destroyed, and her outcome is already doomed.

"I'd rather die than die, and go on?"

"My lord, this is my responsibility. She bowed slightly, and said, since Romon had no apparent identity, she only called him an adult.

"Well, you can go. Romon nodded and said.

The four-winged angel Pu Yuxi clenched the holy spear in his hand, flapped his wings, and flew away without looking back, far away, there were also fierce energy fluctuations there.

When everything was lonely, Luo Meng stretched out his hand, and suddenly, countless corpses and countless fragments kept pouring towards it.

The space of Shennongjiao has reached winter, and when it first snows, the snowflakes are not big or too dense, but as time goes by, the snow becomes denser and denser, weaving a white net, and the snow flakes flying all over the sky make the sky and earth dissolve white.

From a mortal's point of view, it was a blizzard, and the cold air was so cold that nothing could be seen, and there was snow everywhere.

However, at the place of the Holy Mountain, within the scope of the World Tree, a new rain is falling.

Romon pondered, watching it all.

At this time, the Holy Mountain had grown to a very large and very high level, about five thousand meters high, plus the World Tree was thousands of meters high, the air here was thin, and the slopes of the mountain were full of luxuriant trees, and the golden light sprinkled all over everything.

From the top of the mountain to the void above, with fluctuations, golden and black blood fell like a waterfall, and in the waterfall, the severed limbs poured down like a volcanic eruption of lava gravel.

The golden and black blood, in mid-air, gradually purified, at first very turbid and foul-smelling, then changed to a distinct color, and by the time it reached the mountain stream, it had basically turned into clear water, into a rushing stream.

As for the colorful corpses and energy fragments in the waterfall, in mid-air, they will burn, and when they fall to the ground, they will become part of the soil.

These flames are the flames of purification, and most of the energy in mid-air becomes free energy that is easy to be absorbed, as a god, Luo Meng can clearly feel that these free energy, in mid-air, is assimilated, absorbed, and becomes a part of space.

The few remaining beings that have not been digested are mostly the essence of some powerful demons and angels that fall to the ground and combine with the soil.

Even if it is the essence of powerful demons and angels, Luo Meng can feel that the essence belonging to the four elements falls to the ground, and it does not take much time for it to be disintegrated and completely destroyed.

It belongs to the essence core of dark energy, and secondly, it can often be seen that there is a struggling demon face on it, which is the remnant of the demon soul, but it will be destroyed in a moment.

Only the angelic essence carrying the radiant holy power seemed to be slightly difficult to digest, so at the very point, the stream turned into a divine stream, flashing with countless fragments of holy light, rushing downward.

The stream meandered down and crashed against the rocks, creating a crisp sound of spray, and by the mountainside, all the sacred fragments had disappeared.

After the rain of blood disappeared, Romon waited silently.

The World Tree was breathing, and after a few moments, everything was back to its original state, with only a rich aura filling the entire space, and some kind of fluctuation.

This fluctuation is not unfamiliar, and several spatial promotions are all this omen.

A million fragments of angels and demons, filled with energy.

In front of him, the pale green dots turned into a virtual dialog box, which read: "The space has reached the level of twenty-six, is it upgraded?"

Romon waited for a moment, then transferred himself to the half-plane again, and said, "Promotion!"

The words fell, the green light flourished, and the space expanded again.

The original land was 500 million mu, 330,000 square kilometers, equivalent to the Kingdom of Finland, but now it will be expanded to 1 billion mu, 660,000 square kilometers, which has exceeded the area of France and Spain and reached the territory of Myanmar.