"I'm sorry, King Qingyang, it seems that I can't die in your hands. I have to accept the judgment of the Blood Angel God. Goodbye King Qingyang... No, I never have to see you again...."

‘Atulu’ is worthy of being a hero of a generation. When facing death, he just smiled indifferently and rushed to the blood angel’s hand on the sky.

The center of the claws seemed to be a blood cloud rolling, with lightning and thunder in it.

In the thunder, blood-colored souls kept changing their appearance and wailing.

The wailing was even more miserable than the region. I don’t know how many blood-colored souls were buried in the body of this blood angel.

"General!"

At this moment, all the warriors of the God-born clan knelt on one knee. Some cried, some expressed their expressions of pain, some were depressed, and some were unwilling. But at this time, no one dared to challenge the blood angel in the sky.

Because the Blood Angel is the God in their hearts and is their master. If the Blood Angel asks them to die, they will never dare to live.

Faced with such a group of divine slaves, Ye Xiuwen breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly stepped on his feet and flew into the air, and his speed was faster than that of the "Atulu".

"Xiwen?"

Yue'er exclaimed, because he saw Ye Xiuwen was about to fly into the bloody palm, and he actually wanted to enter the blood angel's body first.

"Ah, I died so miserably?"

"I'm so hungry, I'm so lonely..."

"The most painful thing in this world is to live, come and welcome death!"

"No one can disobey the will of Lord Blood Angel."

"Hate, hate, hate, hate will give you strength."

"Who is this person? What a delicious flesh and blood,..."

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Before Ye Xiuwen could rush into the blood palm, the sound of ghost screaming came into Ye Xiuwen's ears.

This is hatred, this is anger, this is temptation, this is curse. All blood-colored ghosts seem to have their own attachments during their lifetime, so after death, even if their souls have been destroyed, their obsessions have never been destroyed and turned into the bright red on the blood angel's body.

"King Qingyang? What are you here to do?" At this time, "Atulu" caught up with Ye Xiuwen again and questioned.

"It's nothing. I really don't dare to say anything to God, but I really don't care about God. A god who becomes stronger by devouring other people's qi and blood. I don't know why he deserves respect.

This is the world. Everyone is looking for their own beliefs and wants to keep their beliefs.

But have you ever thought that you believe in a devil?”

Ye Xiuwen asked back, and at this time, "Atulu's body suddenly stopped. He seemed to be trying hard to understand Ye Xiuwen's words.

"It seems you understand. Go to the shit faith, go to the shit god, I think that a god who doesn't even want a little morality or a face is not worthy of your respect!"

Ye Xiuwen said this and had already flew into the layers of red clouds. The blood-colored lightning in the red clouds streaked across the sky, and the blood-colored ghosts rushed towards Ye Xiuwen with their teeth and claws.

But Ye Xiuwen held a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword energy was 100,000 miles away. The sword light shone brightly in the nineteen states. This sword energy killed the ghosts that showed no armor left, and even the blood angel's big hand was shattered.

"Atulu" stood under the big hand and looked at it, and was shocked. This was the Lord who killed God, and he didn't even take the gods seriously.

"Who is this person?"

"Atulu" looked at Ye Xiuwen's back incomprehensible and kept killing the bloody angel's claws to the depths of his body, which was shocked.

At the same time, the same is true for those warriors of the God-born clan. They have never seen anyone who dares to challenge the gods.

Moreover, this person was not hesitant at all. He was not only decisive in killing but also arrogant.

Indeed, Ye Xiuwen has killed many people in his life, but he is full of justice. Because no one he killed is a person who should not die.

He never felt guilty in his heart, and even at this moment, he was confident and dared to challenge him.

Because God must be good. And if a God is not good, then he is the devil.

A devil, what do you have to kneel down and what face do you have to appear before me, and then tell me that you are God, you must believe me, and if you don’t believe, you will die!

How can there be such a cheap truth in the world?

So Ye Xiuwen didn't believe it, nor did he admit that this blood angel was a god. At most, he could be considered a warrior with high martial arts skills.

What's more, at this time, the other party is just a projection, so there is nothing scary.

Ye Xiuwen was so powerful that the blood angel's entire arm was almost crushed by Ye Xiuwen, and he didn't know how many blood-colored ghosts were shot and killed.

However, at this moment, the Blood Angel smiled strangely and said, "Silly humans dare to challenge this god? Let you taste the taste of the body-eating of all ghosts!"

The Blood Angel laughed strangely, and it seemed that he didn't take Ye Xiuwen's killing seriously at all. And during this weird laugh, the ghosts that were shot by Ye Xiuwen were reunited again, and the number increased by more than ten times.

Ye Xiuwen frowned when he saw this because it seemed that his sword energy could not kill the ghosts.

The sword energy cuts open the opponent's body. Although the opponent's body shattered and turns into blood mist, it will reunite in another position and cannot kill it at all.

In other words, no matter what means Ye Xiuwen uses or how many ghosts he kills, they will eventually recover.

Ye Xiuwen fell into a vicious circle, a vicious circle that he would never kill. It was impossible for him to kill out at this time.

Because the body of the Blood Angel would move because of his movement. He completely planned to trap Ye Xiuwen to death.

"Damn it, Xiuwen is trapped. Let's go!"

Yue'er said to Yuan'er, but she didn't want to be two people. She wanted to kill into the blood angel's body and rescue Ye Xiuwen, the angels of the divine clan actually surrounded them in three directions.

Behind the two, there were eighteen hidden maids, and if the two left, then the eighteen hidden maids, twenty flying dragons, and the servants of the Dragon Island would not be spared.

At this time, Yue'er was anxious, but she had no choice but to kill the blood angel, and could she definitely save Ye Xiuwen?

Maybe it will become worse, because the blood angel's body was originally condensed by blood-colored ghosts. And those monsters are immortal.

So, let alone Yue'er and Yuan'er, even if there are four or eight more people, it will be of no use! ...
Chapter completed!