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Touching the hilt of the Battle Spirit Knife on his back, and then looking at the twelve-winged seraphim in the air, Yang Ling was silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The strength of the old dragon turtle Koresa is almost the same as that of Bogans, the peak powerhouse of the eighth-order divine rank of the Aguillon God Department, not to mention the wandering divine beast of Jinpeng, even if it only recovers five successes, it is not a level opponent compared to the divine powerhouse. With these two fierce generals, even if the Corpse Witch King and the others don't make a move, he has the confidence to attack suddenly and rescue the King of the Hill before many angels form an angelic battle array.

However, it is not difficult to save people, but it is difficult to leave any clues!

According to the memory of the blood angel Ophelia, the Seraphic Angel is an advanced form evolved by the angels, and its strength is more than ten times stronger than that of the average twelve-winged archangel. Among them, there are even angels with the strength of high-level priesthood powerhouses. Especially the twelve-winged Seraph Chief, who is the leader, at least has the strength of the peak of the eighth-order divine rank, which is even better than Bogans of the original Aguillon God Department!

Yang Ling was sure to rescue the hill giants, but it would be difficult to kill people and kill all the Seraphs in an instant, not to mention that there were countless onlookers in the castle, and it would be even more difficult to leave no clues!

Cloud City is hateful, but before he has enough strength, Yang Ling will never want to fight the other party unless he has to do so. I don't want to attract the attention and suppression of a behemoth like Cloud City during the critical period of the rapid rise of the Warcraft God System!

As the encirclement of the angels contracted, the situation became more and more unfavorable for the King of the Hill and his party, and the battle became more and more intense.

With a roar, the mighty King of the Hill, Tunggusta, slashed and smashed the head of an archangel with another hammer. The sharp wind blade sneered, swept through the air like a storm, and tore to shreds more than a dozen angels who had just stood in formation and were about to cast an angel battle array.

Although he couldn't rush out for a while, with his strong strength and courage to break through the cauldron, the King of the Hill simply disrupted the formation of the angels again and again, making the other party unable to form the formation as he wished. Soon, almost a hundred twelve-winged seraphims fell, and their corpses fell to the ground with a heavy fall amid the exclamations of everyone!

The angels suffered heavy losses, but the Hill Giants were no better!

The hill giant Tunggusta himself was scarred and covered in blood, and was slashed in the chest by the Seraph Chief. The Night Elf guards around him were hacked to death by the angels one by one, and in the blink of an eye, only two were left to follow the hill giants. And it's bloody, it's getting slower and slower, and it doesn't seem to last long.

"Tunggusta, our Purgatory in Cloudsdale is just one Purgatory Angel, hehe, you're dead!" Seeing that the hill giant Tunggusta's injuries were getting worse and worse, the twelve-winged Seraph Angel smiled coldly. Command more than a dozen guards to entangle the hill giants who rush left and right, and command the other angels to speed up the formation.

It takes a certain amount of time to set up a large Seraphic battle array, and the speed is slow, but once it is completed, hundreds of Seraphs can be connected into one, and their attack and defense power reach an astonishing level. At that time, no matter how strong the mountain giant is, he will not be able to rush out!

Angels of Purgatory?

The hill giant Tunggusta was shaken, and he would rather blow himself up than be captured in Cloudsdale and become a puppet who has lost his sense of self. After gritting his teeth, he tried his best to rush left and right, ready to rush out desperately, but unfortunately, every time he was forced back by the angels at all costs, and he couldn't rush out with all his might after being seriously injured.

"Tsk, it's wonderful, it's really much more exciting than the tearing between ordinary wanderers!"

"The King of the Hill alone withstood the opponent's twelve-winged Seraph Angel team, and this is still an injured situation, if the eight major battles under the Dark Lord's throne will gather together, then it will be okay?"

Witnessing the battle in the air, the onlookers were amazed. Some people were smiling like schadenfreude, some were shouting for fear that the world would not be chaotic, and some people shook their heads gently, feeling sorry for the weak mountain giant Tunggusta and his party. The soldiers guarding the walls were on guard, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Just when the mountain giants were fighting bloodily, at the moment when the angel battle array was about to form, a cyan light suddenly appeared in the sky, whistling through the air, and appeared in front of people in the blink of an eye. Yang Ling looked at it, and the figure of an old man in a blue robe faintly appeared in the cyan light, with a white face and long beard, covered with a cyan robe, and a dazzling cyan light shrouded all over his body.

"Lord of the City!" After seeing the old man in the green robe, the commander of the city defense army breathed a sigh of relief and led the soldiers to welcome the arrival of the city lord.

Every wandering castle prohibits private fighting, let alone life-and-death struggles, and the castle is within a radius of hundreds of miles. If it were ordinary people, the city guards would have arrested them a long time ago, but the angel clan in Cloud City is amazing in combat and has a great reputation. In the face of hundreds of powerful twelve-winged seraphims, the commander of the city defense army did not dare to act rashly, reported one by one, and quickly found the Hump City Lord who was cultivating in the Camel Mountain Range.

"Hump City Lord, oh my God, this is the legendary Hump City Lord who cultivated to the level of a wanderer millions of years ago?"

"Tsk, wonderful, this is even more exciting, look at how the city lord punishes the guy who did it near the castle!"

After learning the identity of the old man in the green robe, people talked about it. I didn't expect that things would directly alarm the legendary haunting city lord!

"Bidrins, when did you come back from the Endless Ocean?" After nodding to the commander of the city defense forces, the blue-robed old man waved his hand to disperse the cyan light that shrouded his body, and teleported to the side of the plane merchant named Bidrins.

"I just came back to your bird castle to take a breath, but I didn't expect a group of praying mantis to come before a glass of wine was finished!" Bidrins, the man in black, smiled, and it seemed that he and the old man in the green robe had known each other for many years.

"Hmph, I'll just say who is presumptuous here, it turns out to be this group of birdmen in Cloud City!" Looking at the many angels surrounding the hill giants, the old man in the green robe had a cold face, and a cold light flashed from his eyes. With a cold snort, he floated silently towards the angels, "Where is your archangel, stand up for me!"

"Lord Castle, after killing these guys, we'll leave immediately!" said the twelve-winged seraphim, stepping forward.

As a twelve-winged archangel who sees six ways and listens to all directions, he has long noticed the arrival of the old man in the green robe. However, in order to kill the King of the Hill and kill one of the arms of the Dark King, not only did he not stop, but instead commanded his angels to further accelerate the attack. On the surface, he is respectful, but in reality he tries to stall for time.

"Stop immediately, otherwise, I don't mind sending your souls back to the heaven you claim to be to the world!" An overwhelming murderous aura then emanated far away, quickly enveloping the entire battlefield.

"My lord, in order to hunt down these guys, we chased them here from the Graveyard of Gods and Demons. Our City Lord in the Clouds has an order, and this time we will kill the other party no matter what!" Feeling the strange energy fluctuations and surging murderous aura in the air, the twelve-winged archangel's face changed greatly. However, look at Tunggusta, the king of the hills, who was seriously injured, and was not willing to leave like this. After pondering for a while, he brought out the prestige of the city lord of Cloud City, hoping to make the other party have some scruples.

"You Cloud City is very powerful, but no one can break the rules set by the Wandering Castle Alliance!" After smiling coldly, the old man in the blue robe made a decisive move, and pulled out a navy blue long sword with a 'swish'.

A ray of cyan light swept through the air, accompanied by a bone-chilling chill and boundless coercion, as fast as lightning. As soon as the twelve-winged archangel lifted the sharp giant blade, he suddenly shook his body, his face turned pale in an instant as if he had been bitten by a snake, and from the center of his eyebrows to the base of his thighs, a thin line of symmetrical left and right of his body appeared.

"You, our city lord will not let it go" After a gust of cold wind, before the twelve-winged angel finished speaking, his body cracked in half strangely, and fell to the ground with a 'snap'.

Holy Cross Slash!

The famous stunt of the Hump City Lord showed terrifying power in front of everyone's eyes, and the twelve-winged angel with the strength of the eighth-order peak priesthood powerhouse was split in half alive before he could dodge! Not to mention the body, even the hard godhead was evenly split in half!

The twelve-winged angel's sky-blue eyes were round and big, and he didn't blink to death, and he didn't expect the old man in the green robe to kill the killer without hesitation, and he didn't expect the other party's attack to be so terrifying!

"Whoever does it in the wandering castle without permission will all die!" The old man in the green robe didn't look at the angel who was cut in half on the ground, and pounced like a gust of wind, and where the cyan sword passed, the twelve-winged angels fell one by one like raindrops.

The dragon did not swing its tail, and the hump city lord, who had been rare for thousands of years, opened a killing ring in full view of everyone and launched a merciless slaughter. The momentum is like a bamboo, so that the onlookers can deeply see what it means to be a real peerless powerhouse!

(To be continued)