How much energy does the four-winged archangel have? There is no doubt that the energy of all the blood princes in the mortal realm is probably not as much as a four-winged archangel, not to mention, this four-winged archangel has almost nothing to consume except for sending two holy lights, shooting a flame, and shaking his wings and flying for a short distance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the psychological side had been prepared for a long time, when a steady stream of power continued to flow into Xiao Roland's body through a pair of small teeth, he could clearly feel that the power in his body was almost increasing at a geometric speed!

His physical strength is on the same level as the Grand Earl, Seraphim, or Quadwinged Angel, and all he lacks is energy. These light energies stored in Varivido's body poured into little Roland's heart more exaggeratedly than the tide, although in the process of transforming blood energy, more or less consumed, but it was also very direct and decisive, and he was already in the princely class directly pushed him to the archbaron, comparable to the strength of the two-winged angel!

It's like a huge lake, and the prince-level energy is just enough to cover the bottom of the lake. As long as there is sufficient energy, little Roland can even soar into the sky in a very short period of time, directly reaching the complete strength of the Grand Earl! A bucket of water, as long as it is not full, to continue to increase his weight, it is enough to continue to fill water, this is the truth!

Casually threw out the four wings that had been drained of divine power, and the white feathers had already turned yellow, constantly flying in the night. I'm afraid that in history, there will never be a god who has been in the lower realm for less than a quarter of an hour, and even his soul has been completely wiped out.

Unscrupulously spread his wings, and little Roland floated in mid-air, letting out a low roar. A pair of blood-red eyes, looking at the incomparably bright moon in the sky, are telling something.

Under the moonlight, all the people were completely shocked by this terrible night demon god.

"Hehe, yes, yes, well, it doesn't seem right!" Mu Ran's pretending little old man was still smiling happily a moment ago, but suddenly his brows furrowed, and a pair of cloudy eyes actually emitted a terrifying essence light, shooting straight into the sky.

What was originally a cloudless night turned into a dark cloud after the fall of Varivedo. Between the clouds, there is an unknown amount of huge energy, but at least it is certain that the word huge is definitely not misused. Because, even Mu Ran's strength has to be moved by it.

"Could it be that this world surpasses the strength of the mortal realm, and will there be a corresponding heavenly tribulation?" Narrowing a pair of eyes, Mu Ran wanted to see clearly, whether someone took the opportunity to make a move, or whether it was the rules inherent in this world.

"Oh my God, God Tribulation, God Tribulation, is it possible to say, Parent, he is going to become a god?" The face of Fio's parents, who had just been improved, had already improved a lot, but when facing little Roland, he couldn't help but use honorifics. In his opinion, it is not a shameful thing to surrender to such a terrible family, not to mention, there is an element of life-saving grace in it.

"Divine Tribulation?" Hearing this word in his heart, Mu Ran's heart was estimating.

"Let's go, hurry up, take advantage of the fact that now, they are busy dealing with the catastrophe, and they don't have a chance to pay attention to us, let's go!" Archbishop Mark felt a trace of bitterness in his heart, he was a dignified cardinal archbishop, an existence above ten thousand people under one person, and at this moment he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, how could he bear it?

Except for Archbishop Fatadio who had already sneaked away, Cardinal Pete who died, Cardinal Fario had already fallen under the fist of little Roland, and he couldn't die anymore, and the rest of the people were fine and barely suffered too much damage.

These people in the court heard Archbishop Mark's words, and hurriedly ran over to help him up, trying to sneak away without attracting the attention of the other party.

With Mu Ran's thoughts, even if he was distracted, how could he not notice such a big movement? Archbishop Mark's fat body was not something that could be easily lifted by two people, and at least three or four referees were laboriously supporting him to move slowly.

"I've already let one person go, and I don't mind letting one or two more people go, little old man. Mu Ran's words startled the people of the Divine Court from afar. For this guy who is even more terrifying than the demon god, this guy who can easily destroy the gods, he is not afraid, it is really a lie.

But fortunately, when they heard this, they were obviously relieved, and it seemed that the other party really had no intention of completely killing them.

The word "but" scared them half to death again, and this time, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to end well.

"However, to let you go like this is to discredit our Smans family. Isn't it too much of a shame for you to knock on the door with such fanfare, and then let you leave so easily? So," Mu Ran's words were not finished, but his actions had already explained everything.

The crimson palm pointed lightly at the front, including Archbishop Mark and Deputy Referee Dobby, all the Divine Court personnel only felt that they had completely failed to feel the existence of holy power. Except for the people in the Inquisition, who still have some training in physical combat, those pure clergy, at this moment, are no different from ordinary people.

"Let's go, let's go, as for whether there are cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods on the road who will take a fancy to your fat and fresh meat, it's not for me to know, hehehehehe." "Mu Ran didn't completely ruin their cultivation, but only cut off their communication with the upper realm, so that these guys who could only use the power of the gods were completely knocked to the mortal dust and lost to everyone.

Raising his head, Mu Ran's head looked at the sky, the rolling dark clouds, and there was a faint trace of worry in his heart.

Far away in the Central World, it has to be said, this is by no means an unusual day.

Western Elysium, a great sect that had to be closed for countless years due to the invasion of Samsara, has begun to show signs of decline, not only incense, but also people who have begun to flow continuously, for example, some Buddhist disciples who are not firm in their minds.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, that is, he once intercepted the disciples of the long-eared Dingguang Immortal. In the battle of the ancient gods, half of the reason for the defeat of the sect was also because of the timidity of the long-eared Dingguang Immortal, who completely betrayed the Shangqing Sage Tongtian Sect Master. Afterwards, the long-eared Dingguang Immortal joined the Buddhism and refined the Joy Zen Great Lonely Zen Method, which can be regarded as settling down.

However, some people's minds are destined to be unsettled. The grass on the wall, as I say, may be such a person. At the beginning, the interception of the sect was great, and the long-eared Dingguang Immortal entered the interception of the sect, and then the Buddhism was unstoppable, and he became the Buddha, and now, the decline of Buddhism is imminent, and he has left the Buddhism. It is normal for people to go to high places and water to go low places.

In a small cave in Xiniu Hezhou, the Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was struggling to boil his Buddha relics, and the uninvited guest was approaching at this time.

A willow branch that exuded the colorful colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, ingot, and purple was already shining brightly in this cave that did not seem to be very big.