There was once a famous painting in Ouyu that depicted an angel imprisoned in darkness, full of shackles and with a heart for the light.

Now, this painting has been moved to reality by Yang Ning.

The Gate of Heaven vanished, and the escaped Flame had no choice but to turn back on Harun.

In the next second, amid the exclamations of all the knights and priests, the thick iron chain at the mouth of the bowl penetrated Harun's body!

The four-winged angel was dragged to the ground by the iron chain, bringing up a deep ravine, and dragging it all the way to Yang Ning!

The former golden knight, now the four-winged angel, is embarrassed in front of Yang Ning at this moment!

When!

Another drag chain sounded, and a ravine was once again dragged out of the ground!

Long Yin also came.

It's just that Yang Ning looks like there are only two people in front of him, but in fact, there are more than two people.

There are also two otherdimensional creatures summoned by their faithful*.

Yang Ning first looked at the two pairs of wide feather wings on Harun's back, he tried to grab them twice, and asked, "Mr. Angel, do your wings have any special effects besides flying?" ”

Wearing iron chains and dying, Harlan looked at Yang Ning in front of him, his eyes burning with scorching flames burst into light, he wanted to make a move, but-

Click!

A blood-red red appeared beside Yang Ning, and as soon as he shook his hand, Harun's arms drooped weakly.

Yang Ning praised: "If it's red, it's amazing, even the envoy from heaven dares to do it?" This thing is a yin. ”

Honghong looked at Yang Ning with a cheerful smile: "With you, I'm not afraid!" ”

In the duo who were hiding in the corner and secretly observing the movement here, Han Yang pouted and said, "With him, can there still be things that are in the background?" ”

Ruan Kai said calmly: "Of course not, he conquers everything in the world." ”

Han Yang: "......"

"Soft, you have to say that, it's very reasonable......"

Ruan Kai: "Isn't it? ”

Han Yang: "Yes, yes!" ”

In front of Yang Ning, Harun had a painful look on his face, but the voice coming from Harun's mouth was not his own voice, but a neutral voice that could not distinguish between men and women.

"Dirty, dirty! Bed bugs, holy light, sanctions! ”

His words were intermittent and inpreamble, but Yang Ning probably understood.

Pulling the chain slightly, Yang Ning took out his soul conjuring bronze bell, smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Angel has a bit of a prejudice against me?" ”

"It's okay, we'll get along for a long time in the future."

"But before that, you must first return the forcibly occupied body to the poor Golden Knight."

"At the same time, leave yourself a place in this world."

Yang Ning turned his head to Honghong and ordered, "Take off Mr. Angel's wings." ”

"Uh-huh!"

The red-clothed imp jumped forward, and a pair of bloody hands grabbed the angel wings behind Harlan's back—

At this second, everyone on the sidelines closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it!

Sting!

The angel's wings are broken.

"Ahh

A cry of pain rang out from Harun's mouth, and the neutral voice made others tremble!

At this time, Yang Ning shook the copper bell in his hand, and Harun's cry of pain gradually turned into his own voice.

A faint white flame flew out of Harun's body, landing between Yang Ning's fingers and slowly becoming smaller, and finally a faint white spark.

Next, Yang Ning looked at Long Yin.

Like Harun, he is now in the nest of doves.

But unlike Harun, the Heavenly Envoy was a bit bloody, and as soon as this Blood Moon Demon Buddha saw Yang Ning, the whole person lay on the ground like a dog and kept laughing.

Seeing him like this, Yang Ning frowned and said, "Although Long Yin is timid, rookie, has no mind, and can't tolerate people, he won't be like you." ”

"You bullshit Demon Buddha is a bit insulting to him."

"Choose your own hostel and don't waste my time."

Long Yin, who was possessed by the Demon Buddha, was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and broke off a dark index finger with a "click", held it with both hands, and carefully presented it to Yang Ning.

Honghong stepped forward to take it over on behalf of Yang Ning.

Jingling!

The soul conjuring bronze bell rang again, and the magic patterns on Long Yin's body quickly disappeared, and his black skin gradually changed to its original color.

A black smoke flew out of Long Yin's body and landed between Yang Ning's fingers.

Finally, there was the dragon.

Standing in front of the huge dragon body, Yang Ning himself was like a small ant.

But at this moment, the little ant made the dying dragon tremble.

The dragon soul that was only released from the predicament not long ago now has only one breath left.

"Is this a dragon?"

"I'm sorry, I killed you three times today."

Knocking on the dragon scales on the dragon's body, Yang Ning said to himself: "Back then, the Arhats borrowed a lot of chains from me, and they used them to lock you?" ”

"Well, I can probably understand why you were so angry when you saw me."

"Tell me, dragon, do you want to die?"

After Yang Ning finished speaking, the dragon's whole body trembled violently, making it seem as if there was an earthquake on the plain of the Dragon Tomb.

Yang Ning nodded and said, "Okay, then you can choose a place to stay by yourself." ”

The dragon opened its mouth, and a dragon tooth about the size of Yang Ning's people fell out.

Yang Ning groaned, "I'll help you fix it." ”

He reached out and summoned the bronze sword, and slapped it on the dragon's teeth!

Suddenly, the whole huge dragon tooth fell with powder!

In the end, all that was left was a meniscus tooth about the size of a normal person's fist.

Yang Ning waved the copper bell again, this time the copper bell did not make a crisp sound, but the sound was like a bell!

The loud, long bell rang out on the plain of the Dragon Tomb, and the aftermath was heard in the surrounding mountains for a long time.

It was as if he was seeing off this dragon.

When the bell stopped, a strong wind blew on the plain of the Dragon Tomb, and the dragon soul flew out of the dragon's corpse, turning into a lock of flying smoke and falling on Yang Ning's fingers.

"Tut-tut, this trip has been very fruitful......"

"The fly in the ointment is that it's a bit dangerous, and someone always wants to kill me."

Glancing at his fate book, Yang Ning looked up at the mountain peak on the side, and said with a smile: "Okay, little cuties, continue to indulge in joy." ”

"We have a lot of fate."

In the next second, the resentful spirits all over the mountains rushed towards the defense line of the Death Scythe Operation Group again!

Unlike before, this time, the people of the Death Scythe have lost half of their fighting spirit in their hearts.

They witnessed what Yang Ning had done, and saw the angel falling, the demon Buddha groveling, and the dragon ......

In the face of such people, the only thing they can do is regret.

After all, they had been told that this trip was very dangerous.

A terrible wail rang out from the mountain peaks.

The wraiths mercilessly harvest the lives of the members of the Death Scythe.

Whether it is the knights and priests of the Holy See, the berserkers of the Northern Regions, or the mysterious druids and necromancers, they have all become the mouths of the resentful spirits.

The night breeze blew, the book of fate was flipped in a loud voice, and Yang Ning saw that the colorful villains on it disappeared one after another.

Eventually, there was a sudden silence on the hill.

There is one more person alive in Operation Deathsickle.

But the wraiths stopped.

Because the fate is gone.

Yang Ning's fate book is gone, and it is all gray.

Yang Ning looked up at the top of the mountain.

The one who survived was the leader of the Frankish punisters, the black woman Tinis.

Yang Ning smiled: "Look, the fate between us is over?" ”

Tinis knelt on the ground, looking at the corpses all over him with a terrified expression, his fat body trembling, unable to speak.

Yang Ning waved his hand and said with some regret: "Okay, since the fate is over, forget it, congratulations Miss Tinis, you can live-"

As he spoke, suddenly, a gray figure on the book of fate turned into color little by little under Yang Ning's gaze.

Li Shao's Ningsen Fund, which was established for Yang Ning with all his net worth, will continue to provide good karma.

And coincidentally, at this time, it provides a good fate.

In the next second, Yang Ning smiled and said, "I'm sorry Miss Tinis, it seems that you and I are still destined!" ”

On the top of the mountain, resentful spirits surge.

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