Just as Wang Conglin and his son were performing, the gorgeous building in the rear erupted with sky-high energy, and then the building exploded.

Two alliance angels rushed out of the building, their faces were very ugly at this time, they had been blocked by unknown energy for a long time just now, and they used forbidden magic to break the barrier.

The point is that I haven't seen who the enemy really is for so long.

Michael's face was solemn at this time, and his brow was about to wrinkle into a Sichuan character, and he flew over the ruined house, carefully observing every corner around him.

At this time, the heaven-level powerhouse of the Western Military Region also knew that things were not good, and they slowly converged, because the momentum of the alliance powerhouse in front of him was too strong, and there was a strange flame on his body, which was not an ordinary fire attribute vitality.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The three major forces in the Western Military Region let out an astonishing roar at the same time, and actually let the dogs of the alliance run into their own dens, which must not be closed to beat the dogs.

At present, the foreign enemy should be dealt with first, and the internal disputes will be dealt with later, and this is the way the Chinese soldiers deal with it.

"Cut, a group of ants dare to provoke the majesty of the gods, I don't know what to do!" Michael looked at it for a while and didn't see any strong people who could threaten him, and the ants in front of him actually dared to provoke the majesty of his angels, didn't they look for death?

The strength that belonged to the peak of the heaven level suddenly burst out, and an angel behind him also broke out in strength, Michael actually thought that with the strength of his pseudo-god, he could penetrate the entire Western Military Region.

Intimidated by the strength of the alliance angels, Huaxia's side was not afraid, and several heaven-level powerhouses at the front faintly united to form a certain formation position, and this nameless formation blocked Michael's coercion.

"False God Realm! God's wrath! ”

Michael unleashed the power of his imperfect Broken Realm, which not everyone could comprehend, only a genius like him could comprehend the fur.

The endless realm coercion spread downward from mid-air, and the formation jointly used by the Huaxia Heaven-level powerhouses was actually unable to resist the terrifying coercive power, and the formation suddenly broke.

Several heaven-level powerhouses were directly bounced out by the powerful coercion, knocking down many soldiers in the army.

Flowing outside along the power of the realm was the power of eerie flames, which were hot like lava, and they wanted to spread to the army below.

The heaven-level powerhouse retreated, and the strange flames attacked, and just when everyone was desperate, the strange flames seemed to touch the invisible wall, and they were directly blocked from going.

"Who, Fake, come out to Lao Tzu!"

Michael, speaking in an imperfect Chinese language, yelled at all around, and he was furious now, and the damned ant was hiding in an unknown place to fight him.

"Boom!"

Before Michael could stop it, he was directly blasted out by a huge energy, and the angel next to him was still stunned, and was directly given seconds by another unknown energy.

"Which dog barked in my land of China?"

A faint voice came from all around, and a three-color figure appeared in the sky, this figure only glanced at Wang Qiang and Wang Conglin, and then disappeared.

Michael was terrified at this time, he was a pseudo-god-level powerhouse, the peak of the heaven-level level, and he would soon reach the limit of the heaven-level level, and if he took that step, he would be a true god-level powerhouse of the legendary planetary level!

He didn't have time to react to the unknown attack just now, and although the broken realm detected the vague energy trajectory, the defense was a step slower.

It is impossible to be injured, but he is wearing angelic holy armor, which is the advantage of a false god.

Just as Michael had just stopped his flying body in the air and wanted to make the next move, endless pressure squeezed towards him from all directions, and the angelic armor emitted a faint light to protect his body.

"Hey, good thing, bring it to you!" Zhang Xiaoming originally wanted to use endless spiritual power to squeeze this alliance birdman to death, but he didn't expect to find a treasure, he thought this treasure was good, and actually blocked his spiritual power attack twice.

When Michael saw the angel armor on his body glowing, he knew that the enemy was attacking him again: "Hahaha, waste, even if you are a little stronger than Lao Tzu, I am an angel God descending, you can't kill me, when your energy is exhausted, it will be when I kill you!" ”

Michael was about to amplify his words again, when a three-color figure in the distance "boomed" through the sound barrier and punched him, followed by countless fist shadows blasted over.

Along with the fist shadow, there are still kicks, but the defense of the Angel Holy Armor is indeed a cow, and Zhang Xiaoming has hit the same place so many times, but he only dented inside.

Since you can't break the defense, let's suffocate this birdman!

The surging spiritual power converged towards this space, and they squeezed all the air out, and slowly the spiritual power formed a huge triangular body that trapped Michael inside.

Zhang Xiaoming, who felt that it was not enough to be safe, also used the three-color vitality to condense a thick substance to seal this spiritual power triangle.

Michael had just spoken loudly, but now he was panicking, he had already released the forbidden technique once before, and his body was already somewhat damaged, but as the air became less and less, he already felt the threat of death.

"Divine Skill: Sacrificial Fire!"

Endless battle intent erupted in Michael's body, and his fire attribute vitality was increased to the limit, which could reach the level of a planetary-level powerhouse.

At this time, he was covered in strange flames, and these flames spread to the spiritual power released by Zhang Xiaoming, and they were actually faintly devouring the spiritual power energy for its use, and the speed of devouring was getting faster and faster.

Zhang Xiaoming felt that his spiritual power was constantly decreasing, as if he was being gnawed by someone, and this was worth it, these spiritual powers could collapse or they could not accept being devoured.

"Nine Transformations of Soul - Spiritual Power Rage!"

"The first change - spiritual power condensation!"

After opening the Nine Transformations of the Soul, the spiritual power began to materialize, and these spiritual powers actually grew a pair of mouths and began to fight back, and they devoured the strange flames.

A fierce battle broke out between the two energies, and the two sides did not take a single step back, and Michael was originally pleasantly surprised, because he felt that he was about to break through the defense, but immediately his face changed drastically.

Michael felt that the flame energy in his body was constantly flowing, and the speed of the flow had far exceeded the speed of devouring, and if he did not immediately withdraw the energy, then his energy would be devoured.

But if he regained his energy, he would definitely be suffocated to death!

This is a dilemma, but Zhang Xiaoming doesn't seem to give him any choice at all, and the speed of spiritual power devouring is accelerating, even if he loses both, he has to extinguish the other party's flames.

Time passed minute by minute, the spiritual power attached to the flames was withdrawn by Michael, and a frightened thing happened, endless spiritual power burst out in his body, and all the energy in his body was swallowed up.

Michael felt powerless, he wanted to sleep, he wanted to rest, and the endless darkness slowly came...

In front of Zhang Xiaoming's eyes, an alternative ball of spiritual power light emerged from Michael's body.