Murong Jiu's heart hated, this was indeed the lair of the fallen angels! In fact, in Murong Jiu's palm, the ten pairs of winged raccoon dogs, moonlight bodhisattvas, and extremely fast golden-winged birds were all powerful helpers. However, in the Modern World Realm, dominated by the Space Law Enforcement God, Murong Jiu avoided any cause and effect.

To put it bluntly, they didn't really exist in the afterlife space, they were traversers from the Huaxia Cultivation World, and they were already under the heavy supervision of the Law Enforcement God, and after the strong and terrifying of the Blue Thunder God Envoy, Murong Jiu was even more reluctant for them to sacrifice their lives.

Gaishan Mountain is different from Lingxi, Murong Jiu has never been able to see through these two super god kings, with the heart of a miraculous ancient city, they hang to the sky, Murong Jiu will not worry too much about the safety of the two of them.

In fact, what Murong Jiu didn't know was that the reason why the Blue Thunder Divine Envoy wanted to control his body and soul was that he had already understood the raccoon dog and Jingwei and others in Murong Jiu's palm in the Middle Ages, an Eastern angel who combined the divine soul will of the Eastern cultivators and the appearance characteristics of the West, and she was the disciple candidate that the Blue Thunder Divine Envoy had been looking for for a long time.

By raccoon dog, the Blue Thunder God envoy also contacted the heart of the ancient city, so he will take Murong Jiu, he not only wants to control Murong Jiu, raccoon dog, Jingwei and others, but also to lure the arrival of the heart of the ancient city, he also wants to control the heart of the ancient city! But unfortunately, the Chinese thunder god has always followed Murong Jiu, hindering his plan and directly making his wolf ambition come to naught.

The sound of breaking wind came from ahead, and a white-winged angel and a black-winged fallen angel flew to Pepper's side. Both of them were young women, and each had seven pairs of wings. Murong Jiu, who had fought with Hua Jiao, knew that the seven pairs of wings of the angel clan were equivalent to the seventh-level realm in the Huaxia Cultivation World.

Chasing and killing peppercorns across the space realm, now is the right time, although there is danger, but you can fight. Murong Jiu's speed did not decrease, and he quickly rushed towards the three angels, thirty zhang away from them, and the three bamboo leaves in his right hand were violently shaken. Bamboo leaf arrows shot at the peppercorns.

Bamboo leaves are ordinary. However, it contained Murong Jiu's true yuan internal strength, and they were murderous. Hua Jiao's face was pale, and she couldn't avoid and block her physical strength when she was seriously overdrawn, so she was shot in one fell swoop. Three bamboo leaves were nailed to the cheeks, throat, and abdomen of the peppercorns. Three blood arrows erupted. In her screams of terror. Her vitality is rapidly draining, and her death is doomed.

After thousands of miles of pursuit, he finally got what he wanted. Murong Jiu didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that Hua Jiao's body had fallen to the ground and was already dead, but a palm-sized little angel flew out of Hua Jiao's body and burrowed into the body of another fallen angel.

"Fallen Angel Heart?"

Cultivators in the East can get out of the body when they die, and angels in the West can also make the heart of the angel out of the body when they die physically, the heart of the angel and the spirit in general, are the crystallization of the cultivator's lifelong practice, as long as the conditions are right, you can take away and regenerate, the pepper is dead, but she is not soul-extinguished!

There is no hesitation, continue to kill her...... Murong Jiu's body suddenly split into two, one holding a black wooden stick, the other holding a horn bow with a broken bowstring, the two bodies struck together, and under the fierce high speed, the fallen angel was knocked out of the hundreds of zhang in an instant, spitting blood.

"Eastern cultivator, why are you attacking me?" Fallen Angel Qingjiao, she is the blood sister of Huajiao, from Huajiao, she instantly learned the origin of Murong Jiu, she pointed at Murong Jiu with her sword, her face was full of anger, and she screamed in confusion.

"Hand over the heart of a fallen angel?"

Murong Jiu stared at Qingjiao coldly, and the instant collision with Qingjiao made him understand her approximate strength at once, which was very strong, stronger than himself, but it was not impossible to win. The key at this moment is the white-winged angel, Murong Jiu prayed that the grudge between the holy angel and the fallen angel would make the angel Isha watch from the wall.

Indeed, as Murong Jiu thought, Yisha glanced at Murong Jiu up and down curiously, the corners of her mouth twitched, perhaps it was due to some ridicule from her, she really stepped aside, and did not participate in the dispute between Qingjiao and Eastern cultivators.

"Delusional!" Seeing her sister being killed in the flesh, and not having the upper hand in Murong Jiu's onslaught, Qingjiao was already holding a grudge, and seeing the mockery on Isa's face, she was furious.

Qing Jiao's eyes flashed with fierce color, and her whole body surged with surging energy and bombarded the two Murong Jiu. The wind suddenly rose, the stumps and leaves scattered and flew in all directions, and her body sped forward, and a huge sword qi slashed horizontally forward.

Murong Jiu was like being in a raging hurricane, his long gray-white hair flew to the back of his head, the bloody aura outside his body was instantly dispersed, his four eyes flashed fiercely, and his two bodies moved forward at the same time, smashing down a domineering attack.

Rumble...... Three not weak energies collided, a huge roar sounded, the energy of the explosion impacted in all directions, the ground was suddenly blasted out of a big pit, the branches and leaves within a radius of ten zhang were shattered by the strength, and the bark of the three ancient trees that were hugged by several people was torn off alive, and a sword qi burst out even cut off the ancient tree.

When the brave meets on a narrow road, the emphasis is on the courage and momentum of indomitable and energetic. Murong Jiu is like this, on the way to the body being blown away, he immediately twisted his body, flared his wings and frantically pounced on the fallen angel, like a tiger descending from the mountain pounced on the sheep as brave and domineering, he swung the black wooden stick and ox horn bow, each blow has the power of broken stone and gold, and even in his brave attack, it is mixed with a powerful attack move - four blows in one palm, the attack power is strange and tricky, making people unable to guard against it.

Rumble...... The Fallen Angel Green Pepper was smashed and flew away, the endless overbearing attacks had shattered her internal organs, the corners of her mouth spilled scarlet blood, and her longsword had cracked densely from the impact of the black wooden rod and the oxhorn bow.

The blood wing stopped its form, Murong Jiu spat out the blood in his mouth, and he shook his arm. Once again, the three prismatic bamboo leaves screamed and shot forward. In one go, it is not to overflow the impact momentum of its own brave fighting, and not to give the other party a chance to rest and counterattack, including beating the water dogs.

The qi sinks into the dantian, mobilizes the true vitality in the body, and exhales like a sound, just like Hong Zhong Dalu.

"Roaring ......"

Murong Jiu stared at a pair of crimson eyes, and he opened his mouth to let out a roar that looked like a beast but not a beast, the rolling sound waves were like a muffled thunder, more like the roar of a wild beast. The sound waves swept towards the fallen angels like a tornado.

The sonic qigong in the world of Chinese cultivation - the lion's roar.

Thundered...... Where the lion's roar soundwave passed. The dead branches and leaves were shattered, the bark of the ancient trees was stripped alive, the clothes of the fallen angel were torn to shreds in an instant, and the feathers on her black wings were scattered. Booming sound waves rang in her ears. She was mentally confused. The qi and blood in the body are churning. Blood gushed out of his mouth.

This is an opportunity not to be missed...... Murong Jiu came with a tragic momentum, and the black wooden stick and the horn bow smashed into the fallen angel head.

Shout...... Suddenly, a fierce momentum swept from Murong Jiu's side, and a sharp sword light slashed straight at Murong Jiu's waist. At such a critical moment, there was an anomaly. If Murong Jiu insisted on killing the fallen angel, at the moment when Qingjiao was killed, it was also the moment when his body was slashed by a sword!

Damn it...... Murong Jiu scolded secretly, and his body had to roll back.

Although the Holy Angel and the Fallen Angel have clan grievances, after all, they belong to the same angelic lineage, and at the critical moment of the foreign invaders, Isa and Qingjiao naturally abandon their previous suspicions and unite with the outside world. What's more, the two of them have been here for hundreds of years, but in fact, their relationship has long turned into friends, and Qingjiao is in trouble, so Isha naturally can't simply watch from the wall.

"Birdman...... Die!"

Murong Jiu's eyes were blood-red, his long gray-white hair flew away without wind, and his bloody eyes swept over the holy angels and fallen angels on the opposite side, he rubbed his body forward without fear, and before the most serious moment, he could still give it a go!

The true yuan power in his body was surging and surging, and Murong Jiu stepped on a leisurely step in the fluttering wings, the combination of speed and ghost body method made his phantoms as many as hundreds at a time, the same appearance, the same temperament, it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Call...... Hundreds of figures instantly surrounded Isha and Green Pepper in the middle, and the fierce blood and anger surged and filled the forest, and the black wooden sticks and horned bows of the demon soldiers bombarded down—the fierce spirits roared, and the ghosts cried wolves.

The holy light of the holy angel, the nemesis of the fierce and demonic things, did not play a role in the strong evil qi, and Isha didn't have time to sigh that Murong Jiu was a great murderer who had killed countless lives, so she solemnly slashed out one sword light after another.

The holy angel is the nemesis of the ferocious, but when the ferocity is strong, the holy angel has become a life form that is polluted and devoured by the bloody and vicious qi, and the black wooden rod and the ox horn bow are sealed with terrible fierce spirits, and they are even more coveted for the holy angel, so under the cover of this bloody and vicious qi, Isha was heavily attacked.

In the surging bloody aura, the stick shadow roared, the ghost shadow and ghost claws suddenly appeared, and the corpses and bones floated and fell, here, Yisha and Qingjiao not only had to deal with the attacks of Murong Jiu and various fierce spirits, but also had to worry about the ghostly sound invading their minds and the bloody aura burrowing into their bodies, in short, being shrouded in bloody aura, the two of them could only passively withstand attacks from many sides.

"I smashed ......"

The black wooden stick and the ox horn bow smashed hard, Qingjiao's long sword had broken a few pieces, and Isha's long sword had also shown broken marks, and her body had been infected with a dark red evil aura, and the bodies of the two of them were blown away.

was smashed out of the range of bloody qi, Isha and Qingjiao's faces did not have a trace of blood, and they were attacked by fierce evil objects, and Qingjiao's originally smooth body appeared with ghost claw scratches, and her skin showed a blood-stained purple red, and the qi and blood in her body could no longer be suppressed, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out.

And Isha's clothes had already been torn by the fierce spirit, leaving a few shocking paw prints on her bare neck, and her white wings were also stained with blood, and the bloody aura had invaded her body.

The surging bloody qi was quickly collected into the black wooden stick and the ox horn bow, and two Murong Jiu appeared at the same time, their wings were blood-red, their eyes blood-red, even their lips were blood-red, their eyes were bloody and cruel, and their breath was tragic and demonic. (To be continued......)