"The Holy Light is gone!"

The golden light between the wise angel's hands became more and more intense, and the ball of light energy like the sun was slowly pushed by him towards Sunset City.

The defenders of Sunset City kept attacking this ball of energy full of destruction, but there was no way to interrupt its advance.

"I can't stand it, Commander!"

"Captain, is it because the sky is going to die, our Sunset City?"

"Captain Maurice!"

The Bone Clan soldiers kept shouting, and the huge ball of energy was getting closer and closer, only a few kilometers away from Sunset City, and in just a moment, Sunset City could be blasted to pieces!

"Alas, the time is also, the life is also!"

Maurice, suspended above Sunset City, let out a long sigh, the silver fire on his body gradually retracted, and a silver mark appeared on the center of his brow.

Then Morris shook the battle pole in his hand hard, holding it flat in front of his chest, the muscles of his arms swelled, and an amazing force bent from the ends of the long sword to the middle.

"Soul Burning Skill: Breaking the Sand and Sinking Sand!"

The pitch-black sword snapped with Morris's sudden force, and an earth-shattering roar came out of the broken sword, shaking the sky of Sunset City.

"Roar!"

A pitch-black dragon soul flew out of the battle, it was the weapon spirit of the battleship in Morris's hand!

"Roar!"

The dragon soul let out a roar around the broken long sword, and finally swirled around Morris's side and slowly rubbed up.

Morris raised his hand, his eyes touched the dragon soul with affection, and sighed softly.

"Desolate Dragon, Desolate Dragon, you have been with me for more than 800 years, from hell to the dead world, all the way to the north and south, and finally you need to sacrifice your soul. Sorry ......"

Morris gently stroked the dragon soul's head, pouring out affectionate words that only he and the dragon soul could hear.

"Roar!"

The pitch-black dragon spirit roared to the sky, as if to appease its master, and the writhing figure finally attached itself to Morris's right arm, and a dragon-shaped tattoo appeared on Morris's right arm, shining with a bronze light.

"Self-destructing ancestor-level weapons. Are you going to give up resistance? hahaha!" The fourteen-winged angel, who was pushing the giant energy ball, saw that Morris suddenly broke his weapon and let out a piercing taunt, and the movements under his hand did not decrease, and he continued to push the energy ball to land slowly.

"Break the sand and sink into the sand!"

Morris threw away the broken sword in his hand, raised his right arm high, and blasted countless punches towards the energy ball that was gradually falling.

Each punch was blasted out, carrying the shadow of a desolate dragon, and silver flames swept into the sky. Hold up the terrifying energy ball that was about to fall.

"Hundred battles!"

A hundred punches were blasted, and the dragon shadow in the sky twisted into one, with a thick body and a hideous face, and bit on the energy ball, and at this time, Morris's face began to turn pale because of the consumption of the battle.

"A thousand battles!"

Morris hadn't stopped yet, bombarding the energy ball in a desperate frenzy. One after another, thin silver dragon shadows burrowed into the dragon, and the silver dragon biting the energy ball became more condensed. The silver flames on his body seemed to turn into substance.

"Ten thousand battles!"

After throwing 10,000 punches, Morris has aged from a young man to a gray-haired old man for a year, and every punch that blows out overdraws his life, and every punch that blows out will make the wrinkles on his face a few more strands.

"Break the sand and sink the sand!"

The last punch. Ten thousand and one punches blasted out, and the silver dragon biting the energy ball let out a roar, and its body expanded again, swallowing the energy ball into its stomach in one bite.

Then the silver dragon flapped its wings, carrying the terrifying energy ball in its belly. Flew into the army of hundreds of millions of angels.

"Wild Dragon!

The old Maurice let out a final roar, and the figure staggered down from the sky.

The silver dragon that rushed into the army of angels, after killing tens of thousands of angels with a single tail, opened its bloody mouth, and its whole body suddenly lit up with dazzling white light.

"Boom!"

The silver flames were mixed with violent fluctuations in the power of light, and an immeasurable terrifying explosion exploded in the army of hundreds of millions of angels.

The fourteen-winged angel, because he was too close to the silver dragon, was instantly blown to ashes by the energy shockwave of the explosion, and countless angel warriors were affected by this explosion.

The clouds in the sky were blasted into a huge hole, and the earth of the Sunset Wasteland began to crack, and countless angels flapping their wings fell from the sky.

Morris's final blow, coupled with the energy ball condensed by the hundreds of millions of angel army, this terrifying force turned into a shockwave like a shockwave and bombarded the inner wall of Sunset City.

"Boom, boom!"

The originally solid and thick inner city wall was shattered by this shock wave, and countless bone clan soldiers were buried in the collapse of the city wall. The buildings in Sunset City did not escape the terrifying shockwave and were reduced to ruins.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Several orange-red lava rushed out of the cracked earth, and this terrifying explosion actually rushed straight to the ground, triggering the eruption of an underground volcano.

The horror of the explosion was not only that, the splashed silver soul burned into fireballs, igniting the Sunset Wasteland, and looking from the Sunset Peak of Sunset City, the entire wasteland was plunged into a sea of fire.

......

"Captain!"

"Captain Maurice!"

After using the ultimate forbidden move, Morris, who was aging in an instant, fell from the sky and lost the power to fly in the air. The high-ranking officers who followed Morris ran towards Morris like crazy.

"Captain Maurice!"

The purple fire on Chen Hao's body flowed, and the figure that rose into the sky took over Morris, who was falling, and then turned his head and flew to the top leaders of the Japanese army.

"Commander, wake up! The battle is not over yet!"

"Commander!"

All kinds of eager shouts surrounded Morris, and Morris, whose eyes were closed, struggled to open them.

"Army of Angels...... Hit by this...... The vitality must be greatly damaged...... It's time to fight back!"

"For Sunset City!

"This is my ...... Last...... Command!"

Maurice held his last breath, and as soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of silver soul fire crawled all over his body, and finally his entire body was burned to ashes by the backlash of the soul fire.

......

"Captain!"

"Captain Maurice!"

"Brothers, copy the guys for me! Kill all the birdmen! Avenge the commander!"

I don't know who shouted, and countless bone warriors crawled out of the ruins of Sunset City, ignoring the damage of their bodies, brandishing their dilapidated weapons and rushing towards the angelic army.

"Sunset Hero......

Chen Hao slowly stood up, stared at the ashes that Morris had turned into dissipate into the air, sighed softly, and then picked up the Soul Burial Knife and rushed out with the Bone Clan soldiers.

"Kill!"

"Kill the Birdman!"

"The sunset never stops, the bone clan will not die! For the sunset city! For the glory of the clan!"

A monstrous shout of killing came from the sunset city, which had been reduced to ruins, and one after another of the Bone Clan soldiers rushed out of the city stepping on the broken bricks under their feet, launching a counter-charge against the Angel Clan!

What if the enemy is stronger than himself?

And what about ten times the number of enemies compared to themselves?

The soldiers of the Bone Clan are not afraid of death, and they are terrifying to the army of angels in the sky.

Because of the previous explosion, the hundreds of millions of angel army directly lost two-thirds of its strength, and the death of the fourteen-winged wise angel also caused all the high-level officers to be out of touch, and the huge angel army lost the backbone of the leadership, and retreated under the counter-charge of the bone soldiers.

"Kill!"

Chen Hao led the remaining more than 2,000 soldiers in his brigade headquarters to kill the hinterland of the angel army in a neat formation.

"Soul Fire Spear Ready!"

"Put!"

Spears of various colors like meteors shot up from the ground and shot down hundreds of angel soldiers who couldn't dodge.

Chen Hao stomped on the ground, and while the Netherworld Cremation had not yet receded, he sent out his most powerful combat power!

"Four Styles of Soul Burying: Angry Buddha Burial Knife!"

PS: Today's first shift is sent, and it rains and goes out, and there are more things recently. (To be continued......)