All People Tiandao: My World of Immortality is Super God

Even if the four wings are much stronger than the two wings, it still can't resist a breath and the time will be gone.

One hundred two-winged angels, one four-winged angel, so fleetingly.

"hiss!"

The people hiding under the shield of the Holy Shield were all terrified.

If they were one step behind, it would be the same.

"I heard that you monsters are also good at flames. I don't know if the flames of my Tiandao Sect are comparable to yours?"

Yan Qingwu stood high in the sky, her clothes fluttering like a fairy.

The cold words made all the angels feel chills in their hearts.

In front of Yan Qingwu, they couldn't raise any resistance at all.

This is the realm of transformation.

They have the angel family, and the human cultivator also has it.

They also know that these human race qi refiners were far underestimated before.

The six-winged archangel looked at Yan Qingwu, and a fighting spirit rose in his heart.

The cultivator of the same realm has not met for a long time, and now she wants to see whether she is more powerful or Yan Qingwu is more powerful.

The shield of the Holy Shield, under the erosion of the white flame, began to weaken, and it was almost impossible to stop it.

The six-winged archangel swung the holy sword again to strengthen the holy shield.

Alone alone, he flew high into the sky and confronted Yan Qingwu.

"You go to deal with those other monsters, this six-winged monster, this sect will deal with it on its own."

Yan Qingwu waved his hand and told all the monks around him to leave.

The people of the two races knew that staying here would be affected, so they left quickly, fighting and staying away from here.

When these people left, the six-winged archangel and Yan Qingwu started to take action.

"The heretic qi refiner will not be the opponent of our angel family."

The six-winged archangel's words were cold and expressionless.

The angel holy sword in his hand rippled with holy power, and the supreme power descended, letting the seraph bathe in the power of the holy angel, and the already powerful aura continued to rise upwards.

This is the supreme secret technique of the angel family, which can greatly enhance the power of angels in a short period of time.

Similar to the cultivator's blood burning secret technique.

But it has many fewer disadvantages than the blood burning secret technique, and it will not fall into the realm.

It just gets weak for a while after using it.

The six-winged angel's breath soared all the way to the peak of the God Transformation Realm.

Same as Yan Qingwu.

The two peaks of the two gods were facing each other in the air.

"The monster with wings uses secret techniques to raise himself to the same level of strength as me, but after all, he didn't come from hard work, you are not my opponent."

Yan Qingwu watched the Seraph's strength skyrocket and was unmoved.

This kind of secret technique probably cannot last for too long.

On the other hand, she has actually achieved it through hard work, and the two are completely different.

"So what, it's enough to judge a heretic like you."

The six-winged archangel said no more, a flame burst out from the holy sword in his hand, and the fire of the roaring angel burned.

"Let this angel purify you, in the next life, don't believe in heresy, but in the only almighty God."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his sword with both hands and slashed down.

The holy sword envelops the fire of the angel and burns everything.

The void shattered inch by inch, and the space shattered into countless voids, as if there was nothing that could not be cut off by this sword, making the scalp numb.

"Buzz!"

Yan Qingwu raised her hand and pulled out a roll of flags. .

Chapter 45

The chaotic cloud flag danced quickly.

The mountains and rivers lose their color, and the stars have no light.

Everything in the world ceases to flow at this moment.

On the chaotic cloud flag, infinite divine power burst out, pressing down from the top of the sky.

The holy sword and the cloud flag collided in the sky.

"Kang-kang-kang."

The piercing sound of the collision blasted the endless space, shattering the flowers and trees of the nearby land.

Mountain peaks collapsed, and the chaotic world rolled down.

The rivers were cut off abruptly, and the turbulent rivers were surging everywhere.

With the six-winged archangel alone, it was as if thousands of troops were attacking at the same time.

The power of endless angels rippling, sweeping everything and devouring everything.

If it is touched indifferently, it must be destroyed in an instant.

Yan Qingwu performed the Fierce Sun-Burning Technique.

The whole body is full of blood, like a blazing sun across the sky, scorching the mountains, rivers and the earth.

The white flame between the eyebrows burns everything into ashes.

When the two banged against each other, endless thunder was generated from the sky, annihilating everything nearby, and even the light would be shattered.

Divine Transformation Realm might fight.

The destructive power is more than ten times stronger than the destructive power of two legions fighting.

The two quickly fought, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

Wherever the two of them passed, every inch of the space collapsed, the mountains and rivers collapsed and destroyed, and the sky seemed to tremble.

Gradually, the two entered the depths of the mountain range.

Hundreds of miles apart, everyone could still hear a huge roar and shouting.

"Is this the God Transformation Power/Archangel?"

Countless people looked up at the two great masters who were far away, and they were all shocked.

This level of destructive power, even if it is just a wisp of aftermath, is enough to kill a large number of them.

The war between ordinary monks and angels is also entering a white-hot stage.

Bloody battle between the two sides.

Although the number of angels is much larger than that of monks.

But the monks used the advantage of the home battle to block the angels' round after round of attacks.

They don't need to win, they just need to drag on.

Until then, the Angel Legion has been staying here.

Wait until the army of monks who conquered the other world turned around and returned to help.

These angelic legions will be trapped inside and out, and they won't be able to leave if they want to.

Deep in the endless mountains.

When the six-winged archangel and Yan Qingwu were at their most intense, they used their strongest moves.

"Almighty Lord, I am your faithful servant."

"Please sprinkle the holy light, and let your subjects bathe in the holy light."

The Seraphim whispered.

A wave of angelic power that was more majestic and turbulent than before descended, blessing on the Seraphim.

In an instant, her strength was infinitely close to the out-of-body stage.

Behind it, a pair of translucent wings grew out of the depths.

Eight-winged angel, corresponding to the monk's out-of-body period.

However, she is not a complete eight-winged angel, but a fake eight-winged angel who was forcibly promoted, which is too far from the real eight-winged angel.

"Everything is over!"

The archangel whispered.

The flames on the holy sword soared by three points again, like a bronze furnace of heaven and earth, exuding an extremely exaggerated temperature.

"Judgment!"

The archangel roared, raised the holy sword high, and slashed heavily.

"The monster is mad."

The white flame between Yan Qingwu's eyebrows came out of his body.

"boom!"

The bean-sized flames rose against the wind, and the drop nearly turned into a sea of ​​white fire.

A wisp of the way of fire was affected, and it became a purgatory of fire within a hundred miles.

The archangel's sword had just fallen, and Yan Qingwu had not yet slashed.