Xuantian changed color, took out the divine tripod on the spot, and urged, using a vision to protect his body.

Waiting for everything to be done, the 'demon' over there has already completed the ninth step.

Xuantian was nervous in his heart, his eyes were staring like a fighting, just watching the demon's movements.

Finally, the tenth step came.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a thunderbolt sounded in the sky, tens of thousands of miles of demon clouds rolled, and finally two black thunderbolts fell. One hit Xuantian, and the other hit that 'demon'.

On the top of Xuantian's head, the vision rotated, emitting a hazy light, which was miraculous. However, it did not withstand the thunder and lightning at all. This pitch-black lightning bolt was like an invisible thing, directly penetrating the vision and slashing at Xuantian's brain.

"It's over, my life is over. Xuantian exclaimed, his heart was already cold for a while, and he could only watch the thunder and lightning disappear and burrow into his brain.

"Buzz!"

Eventually, a soft trembling sound sounded in his head, and then there was no other movement.

"Damn, a deceitful thing?" Xuan Tian grinned, and then looked at the demon over there, but his legs trembled with fright.

I saw that the demon's soul turned into nothingness and burst open in a painful scream.

"I ×...... Died so miserably......" The corners of Xuantian's mouth twitched, and he was frightened.

At this moment, he subconsciously checked his mind and checked for potential safety hazards, but he didn't find anything wrong.

"I don't seem to have a problem, it seems that my brain is withstanding this wave of attacks. Xuantian muttered to himself, looked at the demon again, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"I didn't kill you, you killed yourself, and I feel sorry for you. Xuantian muttered, stepped forward, and came to the corpse of the 'demon'.

At this time, the demon's corpse began to differentiate, turning into two balls of essence, one large and one small. The small essence qi flew towards Xuantian, and the large essence qi was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Hmm! I have to speed up and absorb it by force. Xuantian groaned, opened the pores of his body, and absorbed it.

The great essence that was about to dissipate between heaven and earth was also forcibly pulled out and absorbed by this guy's anti-heaven behavior.

"Humph!"

It's unreal. At this moment, there seemed to be an angry snort in the heavens and the earth.

When Xuantian raised his head, he couldn't help but be startled, there was an illusory golden figure in the sky, fat, exuding a brilliant golden glow, as if he was glaring at Xuantian.

"Damn...... It's the last time I saw it. Xuantian was speechless, seeing this phantom again.

Once, when the old man in the desert said the wrong thing, he also attracted this mysterious phantom, and sent down the power of God to punish him.

The old bald man called him...... Buddha?" Xuantian glanced at the sky a few times, and after a few breaths, when he gazed again, he had disappeared.

He was amazed at this. I don't understand what this vision means.

"Could it be that this is to give me a warning?" Xuantian muttered, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

"It's just a little bit of stealing a little bit of your essence, there's no need for this!"

Xuantian muttered nonsense into the air, and then prepared to leave here.

However, at this time, an astonishing aura was rapidly approaching here, it was an 'immortal'.

"What? It's coming straight at me, is it this golden bald man who wants to take revenge on me? Xuantian muttered, quickly feeling his state.

Fortunately, after a big battle, he didn't have much consumption.

Of course, the most important thing is that the demon was seriously injured during the battle just now. Even in battle, he always had the upper hand and was not injured.

There is no doubt that if a strong enemy appears now, Xuantian still has the ability to resist and fight.

"Phew!"

After knowing his situation, Xuantian's eyes widened and he looked in that direction.

"Hey, not the golden phantom, but an eight-winged angel. Xuantian exclaimed, seeing the appearance of the comer.

The sound of breaking through the air is amazing, even from hundreds of thousands of miles away, you can hear the sound of flying like a sword.

In just half a minute, this golden figure came to this land, and stopped not far from Xuantian and began to look at Xuantian.

"Is there something wrong with me?" Xuantian asked, feeling that the person who came was not good, he also straightened his face, and his voice was cold.

"Of course, it was you who killed my descendants. How could it be possible to let you go. The eight-winged angel responded, with blond hair and a faint glow.

"Your heir, mind my troubles. Xuantian cracked, and scolded directly and unceremoniously. However, at this moment, he seemed to remember something, and said: "A month and a half ago, I killed a birdman with six pairs of wings, and it may be your grandson. ”

"It seems that it was you who came here, and I pursued you for a month and a half, and finally let me find you. The eight-winged angel sneered, his face filled with murderous energy, as if a sharp blade flew on his cheek.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a concussion in the air was heard. In the hand of the eight-winged angel, a golden light flashed, and a four-meter-long golden spear appeared, emitting a shimmering golden light, echoing the color of the sky.

"Wait a minute, I have some questions. I don't know why, but you were able to find my trace here. Xuantian stretched out his hand, what to do, and then asked curiously.

"That's because, after you killed my heir, I could feel your breath through that dark connection. It's just that for the past month, your breath has been intermittent, making it difficult for me to chase down. The eight-winged angel responded.

"I see, I've been lurking these days, stealing other people's essence, it's really hard for you. Xuantian snickered. At such a tense moment, there was not the slightest worry.

"I'm dying, I can still laugh, I'm afraid you're the only one in the world. The eight-winged angel spoke, his expression cold, but the murderous aura on his face spread.

"Needless to say, today it's either me killing you, or you killing me, it's that simple. Xuantian reminded, and then directly moved his hand and slapped at the eight-winged angel void.

"Ding!"

The eight-winged angel held the golden spear to his chest, resisting Xuantian's terrifying palm power, and emitted a metallic crashing sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

"What a little half-immortal, he is so bold and dares to challenge the existence of an immortal. The eight-winged angel said, smiling, his eyes full of disdain, although his face was still full of anger.

Yes, according to his calculations, the Terran boy in front of him may not be able to take his ten blows. After all, the existence of an immortal is far more powerful than a half-immortal, and it is not in the same realm.

"Try this trick of mine, dragon roar, pierce your soul. Xuantian roared, casting the dragon clan's magical powers.

When the eight-winged angel on the opposite side heard this, he immediately covered his ears with one hand and tried his best to protect his soul.

However, Xuantian played a disguise, and what he hit was not the dragon roar skill, but the claw of the Great Heavenly Dragon.

"Roar!"

In the midst of the dragon's groan, a huge dragon claw fell from the sky and slapped fiercely at the eight-winged angel.

"Damn Terran......" the eight-winged angel roared, and immediately changed his figure, but it was still a step too late, and the claws of the great dragon fell from the sky, brushed past him, and turned it over on the spot.

"Good chance, it's time to see if I don't strip your bird feathers. Xuantian saw the opportunity, the figure stepped forward, and with just one step, he came to the side of the eight-winged angel, and then reached forward and tore it fiercely.

Blood splattered in the miserable screams. Xuantian's whole body was covered with white feathers, his five fingers were clenched, and his hands were holding a white wing, on which there were bright red blood dripping.

"Beast, you damned Terran, do you know what you have done against the heavens?" the eight-winged angel roared, and the sound waves rolled, shaking the sky.

For angels, wings are the most sacred symbol. Even, this honor is more than life.

Under normal circumstances, even if the angel clan dies, the wings want to be preserved and buried with the body, which is of great significance.

"I don't know, could it be that if I plucked your bird's wings, the heavens will still kill me?" Xuantian glared, not believing the other party's nonsense.

"It's not heaven that wants to kill you. It's that I'm going to kill you. Use the most sacred rituals of my people, plus your blood, to pay tribute to the precious things I have lost. The eight-winged angel roared, to the point of utter madness.

", didn't you just lose two wings? You still have seven pairs of wings on your body, and you can't pull them all out. Xuantian corrected and defended himself.

"Give me death. The eight-winged angel roared angrily, and shot at Xuantian's skull, shooting out a terrifying beam.

Xuantian's eyes widened, and at this moment, his courage was magnified, and his hands were full of golden divine power, and he actually went to pick up the other party's beam empty-handed.

"Boom!"

The terrifying beam exploded in Xuantian's hand.

When he looked at his hands with wide eyes, he found that they were already pitch black, and thick smoke was rising.

"Damn, he almost blew my hand open. Xuantian grinned, feeling a pain in his hands, but there was no time to complain at this moment, because the eight-winged angel on the opposite side attacked again.

"Divine Strike!"

The eight-winged angel roared angrily, took the spear and unleashed a terrifying supernatural power, pointing at Xuantian.

Suddenly, a golden phantom with eight pairs of wings rushed out of the eight-winged angel's body and went straight to Xuantian.

"Bell!"

With a piercing roar, the golden phantom slammed into the pitch-black god, shattering on the spot and dissipating into the air.

"I'm going to kill you, you brute. The eight-winged angel roared, spear in hand, and killed Xuantian.

"Holy damn, this time it's real. Xuantian exclaimed, shattered the two wings in his hand on the spot, and then held the magic sword in his hand to meet it.

The magic sword and the holy spear clashed, and endless thunder and lightning appeared on the spot, as well as a piercing crashing sound.

It can be said that these are two extreme images, colliding at this moment.

The magic sword represents the devil and belongs to the darkness. On the other side, the holy spear represents the holy land and belongs to the light.