Chapter 1446: 1446
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She didn't know that she killed so many angels in the Vatican and almost broke into the realm of the God of light. Since then, the God of light has cast her eyes.
Later, she joined hands with Yueyue to destroy the remaining forces of Guangming religion. Guangming God still seems to be sitting in the realm of God, but in fact, she sent someone to secretly investigate the real strength of the two of them and whether there is any other powerful existence behind them.
To this day, the God of light believes that he has almost mastered the two women.
Today, she was chosen to gather all the dark powers of Europe's blood race together, in order to wipe out all the forces against the Illuminati.
As long as there are no dark creatures like them, it's nothing to rebuild the light religion!
"Die!"
The twelve winged angel didn't stop at this point. He swung the silver sword in his hand again and came out.
Suddenly, a huge sword with a length of tens of feet, with unparalleled power, chopped to the ancient castle, intending to kill poetry and the dark creatures in the castle.
But just then.
A figure suddenly appeared in the sky over the castle, and made a fist against the silver sword.
Click!
The huge sword was smashed by a fist, which turned into a little silver light to eliminate in the void. At the same time, the visitor made a fist to the twelve winged angel from afar. Suddenly, under the frightened eyes of the twelve winged angel, his body exploded, turning into a mass of blood fog.
"Here?"
"My Lord!"
The other four eight winged angels were shocked and angry when they saw this scene.
At the next moment, they all turn into four silver lights and fly in different directions. Even Lord cruf is hit by the opponent's fist. Even if the four of them join hands, they are not the enemy of each other's fist.
It's better to escape and report the news to the Lord.
"Hum!"
Looking at the four eight winged angels flying away, song yanleng hums and grabs them with his hands. Suddenly, an invisible cage appears, imprisoning the four eight winged angels in the void. No matter how they collide and attack, they can't shake the cage half.
"Master!"
His mouth was stained with blood, and he flew up to the sky. His face was filled with shame and guilt: "poems let you down!"
"It's really worth fighting. You dare not be careless in the future!" Song Yan holds the poem in her arms, taps it gently on her hips, then gently wipes the blood from the corners of her mouth, and penetrates a life light into her body to heal her wounds.
"Master, they know it wrong!" The poem leans its head on Song Yan's chest, which looks like a kitten. It's astonishing to see the dark creatures in the castle.
It's amazing how the majesty of the queen has become so docile!
"Wait a minute, Yueyue's side has been attacked!"
With a grasp of his hand, he grabbed the four imprisoned eight winged angels and threw them back to the bottom. Song Yan disappeared as soon as he stepped out.
In this step, song Yan came directly to a manor in America.
Now Yueyue has turned into a vampire. She is fighting with a twelve winged angel in the mid air. Around her, there are a ten winged angel and six eight winged angels.
At the beginning, Yueyue swallowed the blood of vampire, and its strength soared. Compared with poetry, Yueyue was much stronger, but it was still weaker than the twelve winged angel.
She's been injured in just a few moves. If it wasn't for the powerful healing power of vampire blood, she would have been defeated.
"Die!"
Song Yan was not polite either. He punched the twelve winged angel as soon as he appeared.
"Poof!"
The next moment, the other side's body exploded directly in the air.
Seeing this scene, the seven angels who watched the war were stunned.
Then, song Yan grabbed them, and before they could escape, they were horrified to find that they were imprisoned by a group of invisible forces, unable to move.
"Master!"
Yue Yue jumped into song Yan's arms excitedly.
"Let's go!"
Song Yan waved his hand and disappeared with Yue Yue and seven angels.
And then came to the ancient castle in Europe.
"Bang!"
He threw the seven captured angels on the ground without waiting for him to wave, and the poems not far away also flew to him and hugged song Yan's arm with Yue Yue.
At first, he thought that with the strength of poetry and Yueyue, they should be able to walk horizontally on this planet. In this view, their strength is still too weak, so they need to improve their strength again!
When the poems dispelled the dark creatures in the castle, song Yan took them and eleven angels into the temple.
"Poetry, you will suck their blood!"
Song Yan pointed to the angels.
"And Yueyue?" Poetry subconscious ask."You don't have to worry about this. I have other plans!" Song inkstone.
"Oh, yes!"
The poem nodded and then grabbed an eight winged angel. With a puff, the fangs pierced his neck. In the frightened eyes of the other party, the eight winged angel's body began to shrivel at a visible speed. A few seconds later, the other party turned into a mass of powder and dissipated in the air.
"Wow, how comfortable!"
After sucking up an eight winged angel, the poem's face was full of contentment.
Then he grabbed an eight winged angel.
When she dried up four eight winged angels in succession, there was movement in her body.
"Boom!"
A momentum rose, poetry directly showed the body of blood group, two huge blood wings were stirring in the void, and a whirlwind was constantly generated
At the same time, her momentum is still rising.
Half an hour later.
The momentum of poetry climbed to the extreme, and finally broke through to the realm of emperor.
"Poetry, Congratulations!" Yue Yue comes forward and says happily.
"Hee hee, I finally catch up with you!"
"Go on!" Song Yan opens his mouth.
So, the poem grabs another six eight winged angels and sucks their blood one by one, but the strength only climbs to the peak of the early emperor. At last, she looks at the remaining ten winged angels. If he absorbs his blood, his strength will surely expand to the middle emperor.
"Don't suck up his blood. I have something else to ask him!" Song Yan reminds me.
"Good master!"
The next moment, the poem pours at the ten winged angel
After a while.
The momentum of poetry climbed again, and finally reached the peak of the middle period of the emperor. If another ten winged angel is absorbed, it should be able to break through to the late period of the emperor.
"Yueyue, it's your turn now!"
At this time, song Yan suddenly had a fist sized blood on his hand. With the emergence of the blood, the poetry and Yueyue's eyes fell on the blood involuntarily. Moreover, a pair of eyes were full of longing.
This is the ancestral lineage of the blood clan that song Yan drew when he returned.
Because there was only one, he didn't make up his mind whether to take it for poetry or Yueyue.
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She didn't know that she killed so many angels in the Vatican and almost broke into the realm of the God of light. Since then, the God of light has cast her eyes.
Later, she joined hands with Yueyue to destroy the remaining forces of Guangming religion. Guangming God still seems to be sitting in the realm of God, but in fact, she sent someone to secretly investigate the real strength of the two of them and whether there is any other powerful existence behind them.
To this day, the God of light believes that he has almost mastered the two women.
Today, she was chosen to gather all the dark powers of Europe's blood race together, in order to wipe out all the forces against the Illuminati.
As long as there are no dark creatures like them, it's nothing to rebuild the light religion!
"Die!"
The twelve winged angel didn't stop at this point. He swung the silver sword in his hand again and came out.
Suddenly, a huge sword with a length of tens of feet, with unparalleled power, chopped to the ancient castle, intending to kill poetry and the dark creatures in the castle.
But just then.
A figure suddenly appeared in the sky over the castle, and made a fist against the silver sword.
Click!
The huge sword was smashed by a fist, which turned into a little silver light to eliminate in the void. At the same time, the visitor made a fist to the twelve winged angel from afar. Suddenly, under the frightened eyes of the twelve winged angel, his body exploded, turning into a mass of blood fog.
"Here?"
"My Lord!"
The other four eight winged angels were shocked and angry when they saw this scene.
At the next moment, they all turn into four silver lights and fly in different directions. Even Lord cruf is hit by the opponent's fist. Even if the four of them join hands, they are not the enemy of each other's fist.
It's better to escape and report the news to the Lord.
"Hum!"
Looking at the four eight winged angels flying away, song yanleng hums and grabs them with his hands. Suddenly, an invisible cage appears, imprisoning the four eight winged angels in the void. No matter how they collide and attack, they can't shake the cage half.
"Master!"
His mouth was stained with blood, and he flew up to the sky. His face was filled with shame and guilt: "poems let you down!"
"It's really worth fighting. You dare not be careless in the future!" Song Yan holds the poem in her arms, taps it gently on her hips, then gently wipes the blood from the corners of her mouth, and penetrates a life light into her body to heal her wounds.
"Master, they know it wrong!" The poem leans its head on Song Yan's chest, which looks like a kitten. It's astonishing to see the dark creatures in the castle.
It's amazing how the majesty of the queen has become so docile!
"Wait a minute, Yueyue's side has been attacked!"
With a grasp of his hand, he grabbed the four imprisoned eight winged angels and threw them back to the bottom. Song Yan disappeared as soon as he stepped out.
In this step, song Yan came directly to a manor in America.
Now Yueyue has turned into a vampire. She is fighting with a twelve winged angel in the mid air. Around her, there are a ten winged angel and six eight winged angels.
At the beginning, Yueyue swallowed the blood of vampire, and its strength soared. Compared with poetry, Yueyue was much stronger, but it was still weaker than the twelve winged angel.
She's been injured in just a few moves. If it wasn't for the powerful healing power of vampire blood, she would have been defeated.
"Die!"
Song Yan was not polite either. He punched the twelve winged angel as soon as he appeared.
"Poof!"
The next moment, the other side's body exploded directly in the air.
Seeing this scene, the seven angels who watched the war were stunned.
Then, song Yan grabbed them, and before they could escape, they were horrified to find that they were imprisoned by a group of invisible forces, unable to move.
"Master!"
Yue Yue jumped into song Yan's arms excitedly.
"Let's go!"
Song Yan waved his hand and disappeared with Yue Yue and seven angels.
And then came to the ancient castle in Europe.
"Bang!"
He threw the seven captured angels on the ground without waiting for him to wave, and the poems not far away also flew to him and hugged song Yan's arm with Yue Yue.
At first, he thought that with the strength of poetry and Yueyue, they should be able to walk horizontally on this planet. In this view, their strength is still too weak, so they need to improve their strength again!
When the poems dispelled the dark creatures in the castle, song Yan took them and eleven angels into the temple.
"Poetry, you will suck their blood!"
Song Yan pointed to the angels.
"And Yueyue?" Poetry subconscious ask."You don't have to worry about this. I have other plans!" Song inkstone.
"Oh, yes!"
The poem nodded and then grabbed an eight winged angel. With a puff, the fangs pierced his neck. In the frightened eyes of the other party, the eight winged angel's body began to shrivel at a visible speed. A few seconds later, the other party turned into a mass of powder and dissipated in the air.
"Wow, how comfortable!"
After sucking up an eight winged angel, the poem's face was full of contentment.
Then he grabbed an eight winged angel.
When she dried up four eight winged angels in succession, there was movement in her body.
"Boom!"
A momentum rose, poetry directly showed the body of blood group, two huge blood wings were stirring in the void, and a whirlwind was constantly generated
At the same time, her momentum is still rising.
Half an hour later.
The momentum of poetry climbed to the extreme, and finally broke through to the realm of emperor.
"Poetry, Congratulations!" Yue Yue comes forward and says happily.
"Hee hee, I finally catch up with you!"
"Go on!" Song Yan opens his mouth.
So, the poem grabs another six eight winged angels and sucks their blood one by one, but the strength only climbs to the peak of the early emperor. At last, she looks at the remaining ten winged angels. If he absorbs his blood, his strength will surely expand to the middle emperor.
"Don't suck up his blood. I have something else to ask him!" Song Yan reminds me.
"Good master!"
The next moment, the poem pours at the ten winged angel
After a while.
The momentum of poetry climbed again, and finally reached the peak of the middle period of the emperor. If another ten winged angel is absorbed, it should be able to break through to the late period of the emperor.
"Yueyue, it's your turn now!"
At this time, song Yan suddenly had a fist sized blood on his hand. With the emergence of the blood, the poetry and Yueyue's eyes fell on the blood involuntarily. Moreover, a pair of eyes were full of longing.
This is the ancestral lineage of the blood clan that song Yan drew when he returned.
Because there was only one, he didn't make up his mind whether to take it for poetry or Yueyue.
[author's digression]: first, thank you [Bai Tiannan], [Deng waiting for a purple chess track] and [Hu Annong] for your great reward
to update and read the latest novels as soon as possible. Please visit our website to read the latest novels!
She didn't know that she killed so many angels in the Vatican and almost broke into the realm of the God of light. Since then, the God of light has cast her eyes. Later, she joined hands with Yueyue to destroy the remaining forces of Guangming religion. Guangming God still seems to be sitting in the realm of God, but in fact, she sent someone to secretly investigate the real strength of the two of them and whether there is any other powerful existence behind them. To this day, the God of light believes that he has almost mastered the two women. Today, she was chosen to gather all the dark powers of Europe's blood race together, in order to wipe out all the forces against the Illuminati. As long as there are no dark creatures like them, it's nothing to rebuild the light religion! "Die!" The twelve winged angel didn't stop at this point. He swung the silver sword in his hand again and came out. Suddenly, a huge sword with a length of tens of feet, with unparalleled power, chopped to the ancient castle, intending to kill poetry and the dark creatures in the castle. But just then. A figure suddenly appeared in the sky over the castle, and made a fist against the silver sword. Click! The huge sword was smashed by a fist, which turned into a little silver light to eliminate in the void. At the same time, the visitor made a fist to the twelve winged angel from afar. Suddenly, under the frightened eyes of the twelve winged angel, his body exploded, turning into a mass of blood fog. "Here?" "My Lord!" The other four eight winged angels were shocked and angry when they saw this scene. At the next moment, they all turn into four silver lights and fly in different directions. Even Lord cruf is hit by the opponent's fist. Even if the four of them join hands, they are not the enemy of each other's fist. It's better to escape and report the news to the Lord. "Hum!" Looking at the four eight winged angels flying away, song yanleng hums and grabs them with his hands. Suddenly, an invisible cage appears, imprisoning the four eight winged angels in the void. No matter how they collide and attack, they can't shake the cage half. "Master!" His mouth was stained with blood, and he flew up to the sky. His face was filled with shame and guilt: "poems let you down!" "It's really worth fighting. You dare not be careless in the future!" Song Yan holds the poem in her arms, taps it gently on her hips, then gently wipes the blood from the corners of her mouth, and penetrates a life light into her body to heal her wounds. "Master, they know it wrong!" The poem leans its head on Song Yan's chest, which looks like a kitten. It's astonishing to see the dark creatures in the castle. It's amazing how the majesty of the queen has become so docile! "Wait a minute, Yueyue's side has been attacked!" With a grasp of his hand, he grabbed the four imprisoned eight winged angels and threw them back to the bottom. Song Yan disappeared as soon as he stepped out. In this step, song Yan came directly to a manor in America. Now Yueyue has turned into a vampire. She is fighting with a twelve winged angel in the mid air. Around her, there are a ten winged angel and six eight winged angels. At the beginning, Yueyue swallowed the blood of vampire, and its strength soared. Compared with poetry, Yueyue was much stronger, but it was still weaker than the twelve winged angel. She's been injured in just a few moves. If it wasn't for the powerful healing power of vampire blood, she would have been defeated. "Die!" Song Yan was not polite either. He punched the twelve winged angel as soon as he appeared. "Poof!" The next moment, the other side's body exploded directly in the air. Seeing this scene, the seven angels who watched the war were stunned. Then, song Yan grabbed them, and before they could escape, they were horrified to find that they were imprisoned by a group of invisible forces, unable to move. "Master!" Yue Yue jumped into song Yan's arms excitedly. "Let's go!" Song Yan waved his hand and disappeared with Yue Yue and seven angels. And then came to the ancient castle in Europe. "Bang!" He threw the seven captured angels on the ground without waiting for him to wave, and the poems not far away also flew to him and hugged song Yan's arm with Yue Yue. At first, he thought that with the strength of poetry and Yueyue, they should be able to walk horizontally on this planet. In this view, their strength is still too weak, so they need to improve their strength again! When the poems dispelled the dark creatures in the castle, song Yan took them and eleven angels into the temple. "Poetry, you will suck their blood!" Song Yan pointed to the angels. "And Yueyue?" Poetry subconscious ask."You don't have to worry about this. I have other plans!" Song inkstone. "Oh, yes!" The poem nodded and then grabbed an eight winged angel. With a puff, the fangs pierced his neck. In the frightened eyes of the other party, the eight winged angel's body began to shrivel at a visible speed. A few seconds later, the other party turned into a mass of powder and dissipated in the air. "Wow, how comfortable!" After sucking up an eight winged angel, the poem's face was full of contentment. Then he grabbed an eight winged angel. When she dried up four eight winged angels in succession, there was movement in her body. "Boom!" A momentum rose, poetry directly showed the body of blood group, two huge blood wings were stirring in the void, and a whirlwind was constantly generated At the same time, her momentum is still rising. Half an hour later. The momentum of poetry climbed to the extreme, and finally broke through to the realm of emperor. "Poetry, Congratulations!" Yue Yue comes forward and says happily. "Hee hee, I finally catch up with you!" "Go on!" Song Yan opens his mouth. So, the poem grabs another six eight winged angels and sucks their blood one by one, but the strength only climbs to the peak of the early emperor. At last, she looks at the remaining ten winged angels. If he absorbs his blood, his strength will surely expand to the middle emperor. "Don't suck up his blood. I have something else to ask him!" Song Yan reminds me. "Good master!" The next moment, the poem pours at the ten winged angel After a while. The momentum of poetry climbed again, and finally reached the peak of the middle period of the emperor. If another ten winged angel is absorbed, it should be able to break through to the late period of the emperor. "Yueyue, it's your turn now!" At this time, song Yan suddenly had a fist sized blood on his hand. With the emergence of the blood, the poetry and Yueyue's eyes fell on the blood involuntarily. Moreover, a pair of eyes were full of longing. This is the ancestral lineage of the blood clan that song Yan drew when he returned. Because there was only one, he didn't make up his mind whether to take it for poetry or Yueyue. author's digression: first, thank you Bai Tiannan, Deng waiting for a purple chess track and Hu Annong for your great reward to update and read the latest novels as soon as possible. Please visit our website to read the latest novels!
