The blood-red tadpole text was injected into the Divine Bridge, so that the Divine Bridge, which had not yet taken shape, changed its form and instantly became a real bridge.

It's just that this bridge is not a bridge for people, but a bridge for killing, and a thick fierce aura emanates from the bridge, and tadpoles writhe uneasily, as if they are faces, showing their grievances to the world.

In order to be able to descend to the world earlier, the God of Light sacrificed tens of millions of believers, and used the blood purification of believers to forge his own path to come, which had to be outrageous.

The Divine Bridge has been cast, the God of Light has descended unstoppably, and the angels of the brigade have walked out of the Divine Bridge, and the speed is more than a hundred times faster!

Milky white angels, a steady stream of angels out of the angel gate, endless, batches, groups, flapping white wings came to the world.

"Nightmare Present!"

Fu Xi is like killing a god, with a terrifying killing machine, grinding meat like killing angels, but the speed of angels coming is too fast, Shenqiao Yicheng, the speed of angels coming is hundreds of times faster.

With a pair of fists, it was difficult to achieve great results, and a silver-white sword appeared in his palm, the sword was three feet long, and a sharp aura was released from the sword.

The strength of the Nightmare Sword, which became a sword soul, improved again, and as soon as it appeared, the sharp sword qi killed a hundred angels around it.

Holding a nightmare, walking alone in the air, the sky is full of brilliance, and the blood rain is flying!

Absorbing the blood of angels one by one, the brilliance of the nightmare remained, like the unchanging North Star, which suddenly slipped into the sky, leaving its heaviest stroke.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

"Buzz!"

Four swords appeared, four swords shining with snow around Fu Xi's body. Wrapping around Fuxi's body. Suddenly flying in all directions!

"Kill!"

Fuxi is white-clothed and wins snow. Not stained with a trace of dust, ethereal as a fairy, a silver long sword in his hand, swaying the beauty of the Milky Way.

The nightmare in his hand was thrown down by Fu Xi fiercely, inserted into the ground a hundred feet, and the four swords were separated in all directions, surrounding the saint.

"Boom!"

The light that pierces the sky starts from all sides, and one by one the sky splits the earth. The four swords of Zhuxian unleashed their might, and the supreme killing aura emanated from them.

"Buzz!"

The Nightmare Sword responded to the four swords, sending out a shocking sword light, piercing the clouds out of a large hole, and the power of the emperor in the army was fully revealed.

The sword of Wudao, which represents the boundless ferocious aura, soars upward, wanting to break this piece of heaven, the four red and one silver have become the masters of the light between heaven and earth, and the domineering power even the light element is strangled and crushed.

"Kill me!"

Fu Xi stood in the void, incarnated as the Lord of Endless Killing, with a thousand fingers on his arm. Millions of sword qi roared out and slashed at the angels in the sky.

"Poof!"

Under the boundless sword aura. Before an angel could resist, his body was pierced into a hornet's nest by the sword qi, and the energy of his body became the best tonic for the sword qi!

"Ahh

A terrible scream came from the sword array, and countless angels instantly lost their names, and the angels who were arrogant just now became lambs to be slaughtered.

The sword is over, and the death is made!

The Celestial Dome has become a slaughterhouse, slaughtering not animals, but the noblest angels!

Fu Xi was not idle, because among the low-level angels there were also some high-level ones, and what he saw was an angel with four pairs of wings on his back.

Judging from the strength, this angel has reached the level of the god level, and it is also the peak of the low level of the god level, and he is about to step into the level of the first low level!

Fu Xi didn't say a word and went to kill the four-winged angel, the time for the cultivation of the Zhuxian Sword Array was still short, and he could not eliminate the strong people of the god level, so Fu Xi had to personally destroy it.

The four-winged angel naturally saw Fu Xi's arrival, but there was no trace of panic on his face, but a thick disdain, he was also quite high in the god rank, how could he put a human in his eyes?

Fanning the white wings behind his back, the four-winged angel said proudly: "Humble human, you dare to block the footsteps of the God of Light, the crime is not punishable, let this angel purify you!"

Fu Xi's speed was very fast, there was no joy or sorrow on his face, and where he passed, all the angels were killed, and he stepped on the corpse of the angel and came to the front of the four-winged angel.

"I really wonder if you birdmen's heads are broken, always putting on a haughty posture, what kind of capital do you have? From you I can see that the god of light is not very good, if you can't create something like you, which is not a man, a woman, or a woman. ”

Without too many words, the white fist contained infinite strength, with a golden luster, and slapped directly at the high-spirited angel.

The four-winged angel is very different from the angel in front of him, with the strength of the god level, much stronger than the pope, wielding the white sword in his hand and slashing down.

In the face of the menacing angel, Fu Xi did not dodge, but urged the power of his whole body, pouring into his arms, and under the powerful power, his arms turned golden, as if cast in gold.

"Bump!"

The golden fist and the milky white holy sword collided in the sky, and the terrifying energy fluctuations came out vastly, and the fragile space could not withstand the huge energy, and it was torn open a huge crack of a hundred meters!

"Ahh

Some low-level angels at the spatial rift were directly pulled into the spatial rift by the terrifying suction force, and were strangled into the most primitive particles.

"Click!"

The four-winged angel's face changed drastically, and a crack appeared in the middle of the Light Excalibur, and a golden fist enlarged in his eyes.

"Bump!"

Soon there was an intimate contact with the angel's face, although the angel's strength had reached the god level, but the physical body was far from being comparable to Fu Xi's body comparable to the artifact, and he was beaten to pieces with a punch!

The blood-red tadpoles turned into small circles one by one, and the bridge became stronger, and bursts of terrifying energy emanated from it.

"Kill!"

Fu Xi shuttled through the Zhuxian Sword Array, like a world-famous killing god, it was really a god who should kill the gods, the Buddha blocked the Buddhas, and the angels below the four wings were under his hands, and they couldn't go through a round at all, and they were killed in seconds!

Another four-winged angel blew his body with a punch, and his flesh and blood were wiped out by the Zhuxian Sword Array, becoming the pigment of the Sword Array, casting the supreme ferocity of the Sword Array!

The Zhuxian Sword Array is a peerless beast, constantly devouring the blood of angels, absorbing the energy in it, and thus turning it into its own energy, waiting to be able to slaughter the world!

Fu Xi's face became solemn, because the energy coming out of the spatial crack became more and more terrifying, and Fu Xi felt the aura of danger in it.

"Seraphim!"

On the Divine Bridge, twelve angels with six wings slowly walked out of it, and terrifying energy emanated from its body, condensing into a substance-like light energy attached to the body, forming a layer of natural battle armor!

An indifferent expression, without a trace of emotion, twenty-four eyes, fixed on the body of a man, and a milky white ring on the top of his head shimmered.

With the divine powers of the God of Light, he naturally knows everything that happens in the Nether, although the God of Light has a lot of angels, but being slaughtered like this is not what the God of Light wants to see, from the time it came to the present, the God of Light has sacrificed hundreds of thousands of low-level angels!

And the number of losses is still rising in a straight line, through the space light god is to feel the sword qi that soars to the sky, I don't know why, as the main god, he faintly has a feeling of fright.

So just in case, the God of Light sent out twelve six-winged angels with great mana, and the six-winged angels were already the top combat power under the God of Light.

How huge Fu Xi's spiritual power is, at the moment when the Seraphim came, it was discovered that the strength of the twelve angels was all at the middle level of the god rank!

Compared with the four-winged angel, it is more than doubled, and it is even more jealous of the light god Fuxi, and the existence of being able to send twelve six-winged angels at will must be quite strong!

The reason why Fu Xi didn't leave immediately was because he knew that this was a good opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and only under the current situation could he reduce the strength of the God of Light as much as possible.

Kill the Pope, he and the Holy See of Light are already in an endless situation, he doesn't believe that the God of Light has so much energy, he will easily let himself go, these can be seen from those angels, with such a wicked slave, the master must not be much better.

Seraphim is more than twice as fast as the four-winged angel in terms of speed and strength, and the six pairs of huge wings are not ornaments, and with a gentle flapping, the speed is as fast as the wind.

"Formation of Angels!"

The speed of the twelve angels is extremely fast, even though they can't travel through space, the speed behind them is also outrageously fast.

The strength of the Seraphim is much stronger than that of ordinary angels, and it surrounds the low-level angels and encircles Fuxi in it, and the direction in which the twelve angels stand is very particular.

Twelve angels formed a circle, each at the same distance from each other, connected to each other, and an invisible energy was formed in the angel.

The wings behind them flapped gently, and the twelve angels kept changing directions with each other, one after the other, forming a phantom, as if they had never moved.

The power of light fluctuated in the twelve angels, getting stronger and stronger, and the speed at which the angels exchanged places became faster, and there seemed to be a storm hanging in the sky.

"Die!"

Twelve angels raised the divine sword in their hands at the same time, and the three-meter-long big sword was raised above the heads by all the angels, and the supreme divine power burst out from the angel's body.

And Fu Xi in the middle of the storm seemed to be frozen there, motionless, not even blinking his eyelids, a strange scene.

The angels maximized the energy in their bodies, and an earth-shattering blow was about to be launched, but Fuxi froze there, blind to the danger, dumbfounded, as if petrified (to be continued......