Somehow, after seeing the smile on Jiang Wenming's face, Michael felt a little panicked in his heart.

He had a sense of fear for a mortal?

"A humble mortal ......"

"Don't open your mouth and humble yourself and shut your mouth mortal, what do you think you are in my eyes? God? No! You're just a birdman with wings! ”

Michael was just about to go back, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Wenming, who seemed to be pointing the gourd mouth at him, intentionally or unintentionally.

“……”

This operation almost made him vomit blood on the spot.

"Can't talk to him, this kid just wants me to talk, I must not be fooled."

Michael kept admonishing himself in his heart.

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, since he knows that answering the other party's question will be taken away by the gourd, how can he be fooled for the second time.

It's just a pity that Satan was sucked into the gourd, and he couldn't regain his twelve-winged form.

Now the strength has been greatly reduced.

But......

Enough to deal with a mortal!

"Divine punishment!"

A line of lightsabers appeared from behind Michael.

"Come again, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin."

Jiang Wenming was speechless for a while, and with these few moves over and over again, it seemed that he would be able to end the game soon.

He casually took down the jade bottle from behind him, and aimed the mouth of the bottle at the lightsaber that was about to fall.

"Go!"

"Close!"

Both sides shot at the same time.

Countless sword lights fell, but they were sucked away by the jade net bottle.

"That's it?"

Jiang Wenming just wanted to taunt Michael, but suddenly found that he had lost his trace.

"Not good!"

Jiang Wenming shouted, and immediately planned to leave the place.

A golden sword burst out of his chest, and the golden flames instantly burned his body to ashes.

"Mortals are mortals, even if you have so many treasures and great power, it can't change the fact that you don't have a god body."

Michael's sarcastic voice was heard throughout the audience.

Although this battle lost the incarnation of Satan, it is not a loss to be able to obtain so many treasures.

"Ah......hh Jiang Shen is dead! ”

"Jiang Shen is dead again?"

", brother, you said this word again, which instantly made me hold back my tears."

"I suddenly feel that Jiang Shen's level of deception is getting higher and higher."

"Why do you all think that Jiang Shen is not dead?"

"I don't have to guess to know, there must be a reversal below, and the host hasn't come out."

"You seem to have a lot of point."

“……”

The audience in Huaxia District did not panic at all, and after a few more ups and downs, they were no longer surprised.

No one would believe that Jiang Wenming was really dead.

Except for Michael in the ring!

"Your Majesty, shall we remind the angels?"

A cardinal archbishop whispered to the pope beside him.

"The archangel has the guidance of the Father, when is it the turn of us servants to remind us?"

The Pope glared at the cardinal beside him, as if questioning.

Are you teaching me to do things?

The Papal States may seem harmonious, but in fact they are divided into two factions, one believing in God Jehovah and the other believing in Allah Jesus.

Although they are the same faction on the surface, those who know their history know that the two factions are at odds with each other.

This generation of popes, the people of Jesus' faction, belonged to heaven, and Michael belonged to the Garden of Eden.

It doesn't matter to them whether they win or not, the important thing is to use this opportunity to weaken the strength of another faction and thus become the only faith.

It's just that this kind of thinking can be done but can't be said.

In the ring.

Michael reached out and picked up the few treasures that had fallen to the ground, especially the purple gourd and the jade bottle.

One can collect people, the other can collect spells, it is simply a treasure to him.

"With these treasures, it will be easier to fight in the future."

A smile tugged at the corner of Michael's mouth.

Suddenly.

The golden rope suddenly moved on its own, following his palm, rapidly spreading throughout his body, and getting tighter and tighter.

"It turns out that angels are also greedy, I thought you were really pure-hearted."

Jiang Wenming's playful voice came.

The next second.

The banana fan lying on the ground that had not yet been picked up suddenly moved, and then turned into Jiang Wenming's appearance.

Seventy-two changes!

"Who the hell are you?"

Michael's pupils shrank, and he questioned sharply, and at the same time his heart was shocked and inexplicable.

Because he didn't notice from beginning to end when the other party transformed.

And the person he killed just now, what's going on?

Are there two gods?

This can't be blamed for his lack of knowledge, the supernatural power of incarnation outside his body is also spread in the East, and their Western gods have never seen it at all.

"Who? Didn't you just call me a lowly mortal? Isn't it angry that you're about to be killed by me, a mortal? ”

Jiang Wenming said as he raised the seven-star sword in his hand and stabbed it towards his head.

"Bell!"

When the sword came into contact with Michael's body, it was bounced off.

"Huh?"

Jiang Wenming glanced at the seven-star sword in his hand with some confusion.

"Hahaha...... Even a mere mortal wants to slaughter gods! ”

Michael let out a mocking laugh.

Jiang Wenming didn't believe in evil and slashed a few more swords, but he was still bounced away.

"Mortals are mortals after all, how can they hurt God."

He is a divine body, and unless he has divine power, he cannot be hurt at all.

Although Jiang Wenming has the power of a gold and silver king, he has no divine power himself.

He also saw this, so he dared to ridicule unscrupulously.

Although he was now tied, the power of the rope was limited, and he could break free if he delayed for a while.

At that time, he will definitely use the most cruel method to kill this mortal who blasphemed the angel in front of him.

"Come on for our brothers, you don't have divine power, you can't kill him."

The voice of the gold and silver king sounded in Jiang Wenming's mind.

"It turns out that you need to use divine power, say it earlier!"

Jiang Wenming suddenly realized.

"What do you mean? Do you have divine powers? How is this possible? ”

The gold and silver king's face was confused.

Divine power is the name of the gods in the West, and there is another name in their East - the power of all beings!

Only the people and gods who are offered with incense can be condensed.

Jiang Wenming has no god position, how can he be worshiped by incense.

"I don't have divine powers, but my natal gods do!"

The blood affinity between him and Di Jun is 99%, and it is not too easy to borrow the other party's divine power.

It's just that he has never shown it in front of the world, and the gold and silver kings naturally don't know about it.

"Junior Jiang Wenming, I respectfully invite the Lord of Heaven, the Father of the Ten Days, and the Emperor Jun of Ten Thousand Demons to come!"

As his words fell, a white light suddenly lit up in the Gate of Creation.

Suddenly, the whole world lost its color.

The golden armor and silver helmet on Jiang Wenming's body also automatically fell off, turning into two big demons, the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King.

"Boom!"

The white light fell on Jiang Wenming's body, and a pair of golden wings unfolded behind themselves.

His body involuntarily flew up, standing tall in the air.

Endless light emanated from him, like a second sun, and the people could not look at it directly.