The Earth Conquers All Worlds

The sacred flames on the holy angel's body were blazing, and the huge wings swirled and danced, chopping off pieces of sword energy and flying swords one after another.

The sword qi is nothing more than that, she can kill it with a single slash, but not to mention the three flying swords of magic weapon level, even the most common low-grade magic weapon flying swords are combined with the entire formation.

There are only two possible outcomes, one is that she directly smashes all the flying swords at the same time, the other is that she can't break any flying swords, there is no third outcome.

Although the aura of the flying sword was dim, it would return to its original shape under the surrounding red light, and it would pounce again like the bloodiest shark.

She doesn't want to stay in place and be consumed to death, but the slowly turning blood lotus can always block her way forward, and the combination of three magic-level flying swords can still barely block her blow. It is not a problem to supplement the array.

The holy angel broke through several times in just a few breaths, but was intercepted. Although each of her blows could still kill a large number of flying swords, the holy flames and holy light around her body became increasingly dimmer, consuming great.

At the same time, the first scattered group of flying swords had been reorganized and integrated, and quickly rushed into the blood lotus surrounded by the holy angels, merging with it without any hindrance, allowing this blood lotus The power of trapping and killing is three points stronger.

With the support of the large formation, the blood light became more and more prosperous, but the holy light of the holy angel surrounded by layers of red flying swords in the center became increasingly dim, and it was almost to the point where it was even inferior to the light of a middle-grade magic weapon flying sword .

And Zhao Shi was still practicing cross-legged to recover from the injuries in his body, and he didn't look at the battlefield.

Suddenly, a slight sigh sounded in Zhao Shi's ears, causing his eyes to open.

Zhao Shi looked at the holy angel who was surrounded by countless flying swords in the center and was on the verge of death.

"Almighty Lord, please give me the Holy Light."

The dark and gloomy universe with sporadic blood-colored stars hanging in the sky suddenly became brighter, and a beam of golden holy light shot from outside the sky, shooting straight into the dimly radiant holy angel.

Slowly turning, the mysterious blood lotus of the birth and death of the flying sword with infinite sword energy suddenly froze, and the traces of the magic net and the red sword energy of birth and death were clearly visible, and then exploded like a toy built by a childish building block, flying The sword splashed all around like raindrops.

The unprecedented bright holy light unfolded on the holy angel, and she became the only bright golden sun in this universe. The blood moon and blood-colored stars were all covered by the dazzling holy light, and their breath was suppressed.

"Evil will be purified."

The holy angel pronounced the sentence coercively, the holy wings fluttered gently, and the feathers burning with golden holy flames fell off one after another in the midst of the vast light, floating in front of her, and the number quickly increased to tens of thousands.

"Purification!"

Dense feathers of holy flames flew towards Zhao Shi, covering the sky and covering the earth, turning the space that originally belonged to blood and long swords into a golden holy land. The inhabitants of the city ran in panic.

"Blood lotus sword, come out!"

Zhao Shi took a deep breath, he had recovered to a certain level, and his mana and consciousness flowed out quickly. The blood light of the huge blood moon-shaped blood lotus sword behind him suddenly radiated blood, and the large formation quickly responded. Even in the daytime, under the golden sun-like holy light The thick bloody light also firmly occupied half of the field.

Behind the four magic weapon level flying swords, the blood light of the four magic weapon level flying swords in the field of holy light lit up little by little. On the low-grade magic weapon, the blood light quickly passed layer by layer.

In an instant, the ground and the sky were filled with layers of flying swords,

A blood sword lotus covering the entire sky of the magic city emerged. Zhao Shi and the blood lotus sword are the most central point of the blood lotus.

When the feathers of the holy flame and the lotus of blood meet, the rumbling sound can be heard endlessly. The sky and the earth are the scene of the blood light and the holy light disappearing at the same time. Not to mention the residents of the Magic City, it is hard to say whether the Magic City can exist.

After a long time, the blood and holy light dissipated, and everyone was able to see the scene in the battlefield.

The holy angel floated quietly in the sky, without a single change in her body, she was still so pure, holy and perfect, people couldn't help but suffocate, the only thing that changed was that the burning holy flames on her wings disappeared , back to pure white.

Opposite her, Zhao Shi was also staring at her, his dark eyes were as calm as a lake, the Blood Lotus Sword with dim blood was floating in front of him, and behind him were three magic-level flying swords with even more dim blood, and there were hundreds of them in total. The magic weapon flying sword.

The other flying swords were severely damaged in the previous battle, and they had to be warmed up for a long time before they could be used again. It is unknown how much strength the existing flying swords can exert.

However, this is Zhao Shi's home field, wisps of blood transpired from the ground, flew to the blood lotus sword in front of Zhao Shi, and other flying swords, quickly recovering its essence.

"My sister, put it here with you, and I will come back again."

The holy angel said coldly, turning into a golden ray, quickly flew out of the coverage area of ​​the formation, and flew into the distance.

Zhao Shi looked at the departing figure of the holy angel indifferently, without blocking or chasing after him, if the other party was unwilling to fight him here, he was no match.

He suddenly said, "Surrender immediately, or I will kill your sister."

The other party cared so much about his sister that he even risked his life to break into the Jindan peak-level formation. Although he was too weak because of the formation at the time, this can also show the importance of her sister to her.

It is extremely rare for a high-level monk to value his blood relatives so much, even his own life, that's why Zhao Shi made such a statement.

It doesn't matter whether you are despicable or not. War is the art of victory and defeat. There is only a difference between victory and defeat, not means.

Sure enough, the divine angel's light stopped, and the golden eyes looking at Zhao Shi became even colder. If the eyes could affect reality, Zhao Shi would be an ice sculpture now.

Zhao Shi smiled indifferently: "How is it? Your sister is very cute and precious. It would be a pity if she died like this, or suffered some more miserable treatment."

The holy angel didn't make a sound, but the huge wings flapping behind her several times faster had already betrayed her completely. For the first time, there was a struggling emotion in the golden eyes, and there was a trace of human warmth.

"I won't do anything to you, you just need to guarantee, not the kind of language guarantee, but the two of us negotiate an effective way to ensure that we will not attack each other, it is very fair."

Zhao Shi said enthusiastically, even though he has the upper hand now, as long as he dares to take a big step, he will definitely be defeated by her in seconds.

The struggling look in the holy angel's eyes became thicker, and her footsteps stepped forward slightly. Just when Zhao Shi thought she would agree, a golden flash flashed in her eyes, and her figure disappeared instantly and flew into the distance.

Only one icy sentence remained:

"If she dies, then I will make you and everyone around you pay a funeral, and put your souls into the holy flames and burn them for ten thousand years."