Seeing that Zhao Yuan actually rushed towards the golden belt divine envoy, Chen Mang's face was dead, he knew the strength of the golden belt divine envoy.

Ten berserkers may not be able to defeat one Golden Belt Divine Envoy.

It is said that the Golden Belt Divine Envoy has reached the level of a demon warrior.

Demon warriors are truly powerhouses, even if many humans who have reached the ninth level of berserkers, they will not be able to advance to demon warriors in their lifetime......

The only ones who can defeat the demon warriors are the god warriors, and in the entire demon core continent, there are no more than twenty god warriors.

The golden belt oracle can be at the same level as the demon warrior, and its power can be seen.

In Chen Mang's eyes, the golden belt divine envoy is an invincible existence.

Originally, Chen Mang still pinned his hopes on Zhao Yuan's miraculous archery skills, but what surprised him was that Zhao Yuan actually destroyed the bow and arrow by himself and engaged in close combat with the golden belt divine envoy.

"Let him go first, Xie Luxie!"

Chen Mang bowed deeply to Wan Ling'er, who flew back.

"Brother!"

"Go ahead. ”

Chen Mang looked in the direction of Zhao Yuan, and his eyes were full of resolute looks.

"Brother......

Seeing that Zhao Yuan actually killed the golden belt divine envoy, Wan Ling'er was already anxious, knowing that the situation of the Dao was urgent, he grabbed Chen Dao's arm and jumped off the city wall, turning into a streamer and shooting towards the city wall.

Hundreds of zhang away from the city wall, there is a bare mountain, Wan Ling'er has placed the six aunts, nine aunts and Wan'er Qiqi four people there, at present, the place is still safe, there are not many corpse demons wandering around, after all, it is daytime.

It was too late to say that it was too late, Zhao Yuan launched an attack and Wan Ling'er left with Chen Dao at the same time, and at the moment when Wan Ling'er galloped away, Zhao Yuan also confronted the gold-belted divine envoy head-on.

Facing the golden belt envoy with a morale like a rainbow, Zhao Yuan did not back down in the slightest.

Zhao Yuan knew very well that at this time, no one knew the depth of the other party, the first confrontation was a battle in momentum, if you want to defeat the enemy, you must overwhelm the opponent from the momentum and let the opponent leave a shadow, this is a tactic.

Better die standing than live kneeling!

In fact, Zhao Yuan is now in a situation where he is in a desperate situation.

Zhao Yuan believed that as the golden belt divine envoy, he would definitely not play with him.

Zhao Yuan held the long knife in his hand high, his long hair flying, and he slashed towards the golden belt divine envoy desperately, and the mighty aura was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, surging endlessly.

Disheveled!

The majestic force is ejected.

The figures of the two bounced open at the same time, more than ten feet, standing quietly on the battlements of the city wall, not moving at all.

The two stared at each other, without the slightest expression on their faces, as if everything was a floating cloud, but the shock in their hearts was incomprehensible, because, at the moment of contact just now, both of them felt the power of an ancient god, and that power was so familiar.

Seal of the Witch.

The blood in Zhao Yuan's veins was surging, his long hair was flying, and his face showed a resolute look.

"Zhao Yuan, I'll come!"

A deep voice rang out.

"Chen Mang!" Zhao Yuan looked back, Chen Mang's eyes were red, and his appearance was hideous, like an angry beast.

"Help me take care of Chen Dao. ”

Chen Mang didn't say a word, his arm shook, and his strong body actually rushed towards the golden belt divine envoy like a big bird, blowing a whistling wind, and the momentum was incomparable.

Chen Mang was actually in a state of madness, obviously, he had already embraced the heart of death.

In the distance, Wan Ling'er had already flown with the sword, like a fairy from nine heavens away, attracting the soldiers on the city wall to stop and watch.

Obviously, Chen Mang wanted to contain the Golden Belt Divine Envoy and let Zhao Yuan go.

Looking at Chen Mang who risked his life to run away towards the Golden Belt Divine Envoy, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, he couldn't let Chen Mang die.

Chen Mang's identity is very important, because he is inextricably linked to the forces that oppose the temple in Crescent City, and now, if Zhao Yuan wants to reach the Demon Capital safely, the only person who can help him is Chen Mang.

The realm of "speed"!

After Zhao Yuan urged the furnace ding, the realm of "speed" reached its peak, changing shapes and shadows, and Zhao Yuan's figure chased after Chen Mang, and then came first.

Scratch!

Zhao Yuan didn't hesitate, his five fingers were opened, he grabbed Chen Mang's back, and with a wave, he mobilized the "force" realm of the realm of brute force, Chen Mang was shocked, he felt a strong and savage force injected into his body, his strong body was actually not under his control, and he flew up in the air, falling under the city wall like a meteor......

"Ling'er!" Zhao Yuan snorted.

"Don't worry!"

Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan had a good heart, and immediately understood, responded in a coquettish voice, and chased Chen Mang who fell from the city wall with the Ice Divine Sword.

"Now, it's the two of us, come on, have a good fight!"

Zhao Yuan stood on top of the battlements of the city wall, condescending, his long hair flying, his robes hunting, and the black-backed long knife in his hand flashed with a palpitating cold glow, like the god of war of the nine heavens who ruled the world.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you know the strength of the Dao Temple?" The Golden Belt Divine Envoy stared at Zhao Yuan with a pair of deep eyes, full of murderous intent.

"I am sent by the Xuantian God and Demon Master to kill the temple rebellion, and now the temple is full of disciples, harboring evil intentions, mutilating dissidents, and framing me as a sorcerer when I see a beautiful woman, and catching the temple for your sexual pleasure......"

"Presumptuous!" the look on the Golden Belt Divine Envoy's face changed dramatically.

"Ha Luha, you can only deceive the people of Crescent City, for thousands of years, the temple has defiled many girls from good families, and the residents of Crescent City actually worship you as the supreme god, today, I, Zhao Yuan, am going to expose you! The people of Crescent City, have you ever found that most of the wizards of the human race are beautiful women, isn't it strange......

Looking at the expression of the Golden Belt Divine Envoy, Zhao Yuan immediately realized that he had been blinded by himself. Before, when Zhao Yuan saw that the good-looking woman in the square was not boiled alive, he came up with this idea, and he tried it just now, but he tried to find some clues.

The thousands of onlookers under the inner city wall whispered, and it was obvious that Zhao Yuan's words matched the data they knew.

"Myths confuse the public!"

The golden belt messenger roared angrily, his long sleeves shook, and a snow-bright long sword flashed from inside the robe, rushing towards Zhao Yuan like lightning.

"Ha Luha, I'm angry, right, the secret of the temple, I don't know how many residents of Crescent City know about it, they just dare to be angry and don't dare to speak......"

Zhao Yuan couldn't stop laughing, facing the long sword that rushed like lightning, his slender figure actually stood motionless on the battlements, like a rock.

"Die!"

The corners of the Golden Belt Divine Envoy's mouth flashed a sinister smile, and the long sword in his hand actually took off his hand, turning into a silver-white streamer, and flew towards Zhao Yuan at a galloping speed......