People look up at the sky with a little confusion, and these white rays of light falling from the sky give a sense of sacredness.

Different from the heat of the sun, different from the gentleness of the moonlight, and different from the sparkle of the starlight, there is a trace of killing in the sacredness, which makes people suspicious.

Kunlun's Sect Leader Qing Yangzi looked at it for a while, and suddenly his face changed: "No! This is the Holy Light of the West!"

The monks present are all old guys who have lived for a long time, and many of them have dealt with the West, but they didn't react for a while, and when they heard Qingyangzi's reminder, they suddenly remembered.

The Holy Light is the sole possession of the Western Holy See, which had a battle with the Middle Earth Daomen many years ago, and after a great war, the Eastern and Western forces were demarcated and did not invade each other.

In the Holy See, those who are good at using holy light are usually cardinals or holy knights, but in memory, even the chief inquisition can hardly have such a powerful power of holy light.

It was the power from heaven that only the angels of the coming could use.

Is the Holy See going to invade the East again?

Haven't you seen a cardinal summoning angels?

If it is an invasion, then a vicious battle is inevitable, and people are secretly on guard, looking up to the sky, ready to fight.

Apocalypse gritted his teeth, these holy lights brought him a great sense of oppression, but he hadn't forgotten his master's instructions when he was dying, that is, to kill the drought and prevent Zhaobao's true body conspiracy from succeeding.

Pinching the sword in his hand, he was ready to strike.

"Oh yes! I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Have you not heard the words of this angel?"

"Whew!"

The Evil Cloud Cave opened, and a pillar of white light burst through the sky at lightning speed!

"Bell!" There was a crisp sound, and the sword that Apocalypse had just raised was hit by a white pillar of light.

The flying sword of the quasi-magic weapon level was struck twice by the white pillar of light, and the Heavenly Apocalypse Daoist, who was already not lightly injured, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and retreated in the air one after another.

"Who dares to stop the poor road, dare to spread wild in my sea of grass?"

"Beauty and wisdom are equally important, the embodiment of hero and chivalry, I, the angel Garcia, has descended!"

There was a contemptuous laugh in the air, and then suddenly Tianle sounded, as if the Monkey King had descended on mortal earth. The clouds give way. A dazzling white holy light burst through the sky, and a huge pillar of light pierced between heaven and earth.

In the middle of the pillar of light, a dazzling white figure stood in the wind.

People squinted their eyes and couldn't see the man's face clearly. But the outline is seen.

The six white wings, four large and two small, flapped gently. It maintains the balance of the body. White streamers rippled around him, and his wings were a hundred meters wide, making this person look extremely tall.

The gorgeousness and appearance of this appearance in a single round. Even the Yellow Turban Lux is far from it.

"Angel!"

"It's really an angel! and it's six wings!"

Oriental people also know the rank of Angels of the Dao, the angel with two wings is the worst, the angel with four wings is medium, and the angel with six wings is extremely rare.

Every six-winged angel has the strength above the virtual realm, and when the six wings of the angel are fully grown, it is the top Seraph, and the strength is like that of gods and demons.

Michael, the angel of God, Gabriel, the angel of the saint, and Lucifer, the fallen angel, are all six-winged, and their strength is the best among the Seraphs, especially Michael, who is said to be able to compete with the immortals.

And although this angel called Garcia is six-winged, two of the wings are small and should have just evolved.

But even so, no one dares to underestimate it, angels have always been a race with strong combat effectiveness, and many Orientals have seen it.

The apocalypse was repelled by this Garcia's blow, his face was ugly, and he still held on: "Well, that angel, we in the East have never had anything to do with you in the West, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, what do you mean by coming to my grass sea today?

"This angel just can't get used to what you're doing, although the east and west are thousands of miles apart, but you don't have a little chivalry? ”

Garcia's face gradually became clearer, and he saw that in the pillar of light, a handsome man who had beaten a woman rubbed the ring on his finger with one hand, and looked down at the people present with contempt, as if he was very disdainful of these people.

With his long blond hair, fair skin, and holy light, he does have the ability to make others ashamed of themselves.

Tianqi's face is ugly, today he was embarrassed, he was injured by Zhaobao, and all the masters of the sea of grass were wiped out, and now I don't know where a birdman came out of Lu Dao, and he actually repelled himself with another blow.

Looking left and right, I saw the Sword Soul Mountain that had landed at a glance.

Suddenly, the eyes of the apocalypse lit up, today this Sword Soul Mountain is in the limelight, but it is in the hands of Zhaobao, this is originally the treasure of the sea of grass, but unfortunately he has never had the opportunity to have it, and now the fat and thin two Taoists and the crazy Taoist are dead, this treasure should be given to him.

Raising his hand, he took the Sword Soul Mountain into his hand, and this spiritual weapon that had reached the level of a medium-grade magic weapon was started, and he quickly refined it.

"Uh! What kind of skill did you sneak attack me just now, now let you taste the power of the poor road!"

With that, without asking anyone for their opinion at all, Apocalypse lunged at Garcia.

Qingyangzi and the others still wanted to stop it, but unfortunately they couldn't stop it, and the apocalypse rushed over in a daze.

Garcia rubbed the ring with one hand, and faint holy light flowed from his palm, squinting his big beautiful eyes as the apocalypse rushed over.

The apocalypse is also in a hurry to attack the heart and lose his mind, and the power of Sword Soul Mountain lies in the number of flying swords, winning by quantity, not in melee combat.

Using the vitality to let hundreds of flying swords accompany him to rush and kill, it looks very majestic, but in fact, the door has been opened!

Garcia shook his head slightly, and spit out a word disdainfully: "Pig!"

The voice did not fall. A white light flashed on his right hand, and a spear appeared!

For a long time, Garcia's weapons were all holy light sabers, which were condensed by holy light and had powerful holy power, but today, his weapon was a gun!

As soon as this gun comes out, the sky and the earth change color!

The ring on his finger resonated with the spear, and the holy light was dazzling, and the apocalypse who rushed over couldn't open his eyes.

"Apocalypse Daoist beware of that gun. Don't block it!"

Behind. Qingyangzi saw some doorways and shouted loudly.

It's a pity that everything was late, Garcia had a spear in his hand, and his wings shook. It's like teleportation. At once, he came to a few dozen meters near the apocalypse. A simple thrust of the spear that comes straight to the apocalypse!

A shot was stabbed, and the wind and clouds wrewked. The holy light shone on the heavens and the earth, suppressing all the evil qi on the Sword Soul Mountain.

When the evil qi meets the holy light, it is like ice and snow encountering fire, it collapses in an instant, and the firm mind locks the heart of the apocalypse, the surrounding space is distorted, and the gun has not yet reached the body, and the apocalypse has already felt the taste of death!

I didn't feel good, the tip of my tongue was bitten, and suddenly ten thousand swords flew together, hoping to be able to resist this shot.

Countless flying swords rained down on the spears!

Each blow contained a tremendous amount of power, and Apocalypse felt that this shot could not be dodged at all, so he hoped that the ten thousand swords of Sword Soul Mountain would be able to destroy the spear.

One sword keeps chopping, ten swords keep chopping?

What about a hundred swords, what about ten thousand swords? No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it will be cut into powder!

The tactics of the apocalypse can be said to be very cleverly used, but unfortunately the gap between the ideal and the reality is always too far, and the flying sword rains down, but the spear is still shining with holy light, without the slightest sign of damage!

Like a rainbow passing through the sky, the spear easily broke through the ten thousand sword blockade of Sword Soul Mountain, piercing the heart of the apocalypse without hindrance!

Garcia kept a very coquettish look and brushed the apocalypse, then slowly withdrew his spear and turned gracefully.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out of Apocalypse's chest, and as this blood leaked out, Apocalypse's body instantly shriveled.

"What kind of gun is this?" asked the heavens with the most strength behind them.

"Holy spear, if you can die under this gun, you can also die a well-deserved death. ”

Garcia played with a spear, brushed his long golden hair with his hand, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth, and then swung his spear to wipe out the original god who had just come out of the body of the apocalypse!

Others don't know the Dao Holy Spear, but Kunlun teaches Qingyangzi to know the Dao.

Legend has it that after Jesus was crucified for three days and three nights, a Roman captain of soldiers pierced Jesus' heart with a spear to verify that he was dead.

Jesus' blood spurted out and splashed on the spear.

The crucifix of Jesus became the true cross, and the spear, which was stained with his blood, became a holy spear and was said to have the power to never be destroyed.

The Roman captain of the soldiers was named Longinus, and the Holy Lance became known as the Spear of Longinus.

Not only will this gun never be destroyed, but it also has powerful healing powers, and legend has it that those who possess this gun can conquer the world and make people surrender.

Many monarchs in history have owned this gun, among which the more famous ones such as Napoleon, Hitler, etc., have done earth-shattering things.

And after a long period of baptism, this gun has indeed not been damaged in the slightest, and it is said to be stored in a museum, but somehow it got into Garcia's hands.

Qingyangzi saw that the Heavenly Apocalypse Daoist was dead, and he knew even more deeply how powerful an angel would be with a holy spear in his hand.

He is not the pedantic person of the Apocalypse, and said to the Middle-earth monks behind him with a solemn face: "Everyone, this angel is very difficult to deal with, and its danger is no less than the previous Zhaobao, if we don't make a move, we will kill it with one blow, everyone go up together, kill him, the drought fish, and the ghoul beast together, and the Western barbarians don't have to talk about morality!"

Everyone nodded their heads and immediately gathered around them from all directions.

Seeing the large army of the Middle Earth Dao Gate surrounding, Garcia shook his blonde hair and said disdainfully: "Sure enough, it's a group of despicable and shameless guys, do you want to win by Yido?"

"What can you do if you win?" Qingyangzi, they were not moved at all.

"Hehe! I'll show you what I can do. ”

Garcia's holy spear thrust to the side, then made a horn barrel with both hands, and suddenly shouted into the void: "Senior sister, if you don't come out, junior brother won't be able to stand it!" (To be continued......)