After the golden gate in the sky slowly opened, many angels with white feathers came out one after another. Their wings range from two to twelve, but two to six angels are the majority, and eight to twelve-winged angels are only a small fraction of the total number of angels.

Below, I saw a golden gate suddenly appear in the sky above the Vatican, and there were at least 5,000 angels coming out of it. Liang Tiandu, who was on the side, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Damn, a group of birdmen actually came." Liu Fei, who was looking up at the sky from the side, also nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't expect this six-winged birdman to burn a feather and actually summon a large group of birdmen, it's really not easy!" After speaking, he continued to look at the birdman slowly coming out of the sky.

When the number of these birdmen had already come out, the golden gate behind them slowly disappeared into the air. Out of the crowd of angels came an angel with twelve wings on his back, and he first glanced down with his arrogant eyes. When his gaze swept to the position where Liang Tian and the five people were standing, he stopped his gaze on Liang Tian and the five people. Then he asked, "Did you kill the angels of our Western Heavenly Realm?" Liang Tian said indifferently: "No, I killed a birdman similar to you just now, but it wasn't the angel you said!" The leading twelve-winged angel asked suspiciously: "You really didn't kill the angel envoy of my sect to the lower realm?" Just when Liang Tian wanted to settle the account, the Pope, who had been inside, suddenly rushed out and said to the twelve-winged angel: "My lord, don't listen to the nonsense of this Eastern cultivator, the angel you sent down died in their hands. After speaking, he pointed his finger at Liang Tian and the five people.

What Liang Tian hated most in his life was that people pointed at him, so his eyes immediately showed a hint of murderous intent. A fine light suddenly shot out of Liang Tian's eyes, shooting directly at the Pope's finger. In less than a moment, a scream immediately came out of the pope's mouth. Liang Tian said coldly: "Young Master Ben hates people pointing fingers at me the most in his life, and no one has ever pointed at me with his fingers like this, you are the first, but also the last." ”

After hearing the Pope's words, the twelve-winged angel asked Liang Tiandao in a rather gentlemanly tone: "This gentleman, did you kill the angel envoy sent by our Western Heavenly Realm?" Liang Tian was particularly disgusted by the gentlemanly gesture of this angel, so he replied categorically: "That's right, I killed that bullshit envoy you sent, who told him to stop our big war." ”

The twelve-winged angel shamelessly said: "Sir, we have no choice but to start this great war, because we can't bear to see many people suffering, so we start this great war to spread more light to all corners of the earth." ”

"It's a good reason to start a big war as a last resort, I don't think it's as simple as sprinkling the whole light on the whole earth! I think it's ruling the whole earth, and you have enjoyed the power of faith of countless people!" Liang Tian said with a smile as he looked at the twelve-winged angel. After hearing Liang Tian's words, the twelve-winged angel was shocked at first, and then asked in disbelief: "You, how do you know, we didn't sue you." ”

"Hehehe, as far as you cultivators, I know what you're thinking. Tell me, is it your so-called God who sent you down to take us? Liang Tian looked at the twelve-winged angel with a smile and said. Liang Tian said in a playful tone, "Are you really sure that you will be able to catch the five of us?"

The twelve-winged angel heard Liang Tian's words, and then said with a sneer: "Hmph, nonsense, you are only five people, it is not easy to arrest you." Liang Tian smiled and said, "Hehehe, haven't you heard your god talk about the difference between realms?" The twelve-winged angel listened to Liang Tian's words, felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and said contemptuously: "I can't feel the power of magic in the five of you at all, we can't be scared!"

Liang Tian said fiercely: "Damn, the tiger is not powerful, you treat me as a sick cat!" After speaking, Liang Tian summoned a white flame and shot directly at the row of angels behind the twelve-winged angel. When the arrogant twelve-winged angel saw Liang Tian emitting a white flame in his hand, he didn't feel the temperature of the flame, so he looked at Liang Tian with contempt.

When he looked at Liang Tian with contemptuous eyes, the screams of a column of angels behind him suddenly came. When he heard the screams, he hurriedly turned around to look. There were five columns of angels, but now there are only four columns left. His original contemptuous eyes suddenly turned into shock, and then turned into angry eyes looking at Liang Tian and yelling, "You demon, you actually killed God's people, you deserve to die." With that, he closed his eyes and sang, "O dearest priest, please give me the strength to defeat this demon in front of me and destroy the Holy Light." As soon as the twelve-winged angel's words fell, a golden light shone on Liang Tian's body.

At this time, Liang Tian muttered in his heart: "Damn, Lao Tzu is not holding a concert now, why are you sprinkling golden light!" Liang Tian thought about it for a while, and immediately knew that it was the twelve-winged angel who made the ghost. immediately pointed to the exit of the golden light and said, "Damn, let the little master disperse." As soon as Liang Tian's words fell, the golden light that originally shone on him immediately disappeared. The twelve-winged angel's mouth was open enough to put down an ostrich egg, but what he didn't expect was that the magic he had sent was actually broken by Liang Tian.

Liang Tian's voice at this time had been changed to a cold voice: "Okay, now I'm tired of playing too." It's time for you to disappear from this earth. After Liang Tian finished speaking, he immediately pinched a few spells, and then a white flame immediately appeared in his palm. As he threw the flame out of his hand, a voice stopped him and said, "Sir, slow down." But that person's voice was still a step late, and those more than four thousand angels had already been cleaned up by Liang Tian with white flames. If those guys in the Holy Realm saw that Liang Tian didn't use any weapons, but just used his flames to kill people, they would definitely commit suicide.

After Liang Tian had already thrown the flame out, a birdman appeared in the sky above him, but unlike the previous birdmen, this birdman's wings were golden. Liang Tian looked at the golden-winged birdman and said, "I didn't expect the golden-winged birdman to also appear." After speaking, Liang Tian smiled ghostly again.