Ze Tian Ji Chapter 217: Warm after death

In the extremely far south of the South Ocean, a stream of light suddenly stopped, and Holy Light Angel appeared in shape.

His body was penetrated by Great Sun Tathagata Sword, and he was seriously injured. Even the blood of God cannot be repaired.

He must return to Old Snow City as soon as possible to accept the altar's support.

But a black mountain appeared in the northern sky, blocking all his way.

No matter what direction he chooses, he will never be able to bypass the black mountain.

The mountain is mobile, it is a Profound Frost Dragon.

Even in Holy Light Continent and even the legendary prehistoric bright world, Profound Frost Dragon is the most noble and rare creature.

But this Profound Frost Dragon is not yet an adult. If it is normal, Holy Light Angel may be alert, but it will never retreat without a fight.

The problem is that his injury is too serious now, and he can only maintain his speed by the white wings to ensure that he will not be overtaken by the opponent, but dare not act lightly.

It's only been so long after that, his injuries have gradually deteriorated, and finally it's time to fight the dead.

The sun shines on the mirror-like surface of the sea.

Holy Light Angel turned and looked to the horizon.

A black line came at high speed and stopped abruptly.

In the stormy Dragon Cry, Young girl in black clothes came to nothing.

God Clan is very close to Dragon Clan. Holy Light Angel can understand her meaning.

"I am really hurt, but I still have the power to kill you."

Holy Light Angel's face was extremely pale, as if transparent, but his expression was very solemn.

He said lowly in that complicated language: "In the depths of the ocean far from Continent, I believe no one can help you."

At the beginning, he tried to cross Snowy Ridge back to Demon Lands, and flew over the abdomen of Continent for a long time. He even successfully avoided the interception of small Black Dragon several times, but at the last moment, he He chose to give up, because he felt that some extremely powerful Aura was waiting for himself ahead of the route.

The Aura are like the sun, some are ancient wells, and some are a knife.

Obviously, those strong Human Race are waiting to kill him around Continent.

Holy Light Angel did not dare to take risks, left Continent, and came towards the deepest South Sea.

The so-called decisive battle is actually survival.

The Taoist and the girl in white have to deal with some more important things in White Emperor City, such as the life and death of that young man.

As long as he can kill this Profound Frost Dragon, no one on this Continent can keep up with his speed.

At that time, as long as he chooses a route in advance, avoiding the Human Race strong players around Continent, he is likely to return to Old Snow City.

With the chanting meaning of Saint, flowing from the thin lips of Holy Light Angel.

His expression became more solemn, solemn and extremely religious.

His Aura has also become much stronger.

He pinned all hope and glory in the battle that followed.

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Little Black Dragon's expression is not serious, not even serious.

looks at Aura keeps getting stronger at Holy Light Angel. She doesn't feel like an enemy at all. Instead, she acts like an idiot in looks at.

Suddenly she thought of something that her father had said to her many, many years ago.

"Those angels, because of their pride, are stupid and better to kill."

Yes, father.

The angels are as stupid as you say.

Little Black Dragon is sentimental.

Between the blue sky and the sea, there is no wind and no sound.

Suddenly, the sea water moved and kept rolling, just like boiling.

Dozens of islands, large or small, slowly rise from the sea.

The islands lie large or small, various ... dragons.

This is Dragon Island, all dragons in this world live here.

At this time the sun is empty, Correct when they are in the sun.

Dozens of Dragon Cry sounded one after another, or majestic, or violent, or frivolous.

Dozens of mountain-like Dragon's Bodys run across the sky, blocking all sunlight.

Dozens of channels or terrifying are strong or weak Dragon's Breath, falling on Holy Light Angel.

Holy Light Angel was silent for a moment, and put down the light spear in his hand.

In the sea, he sinks to the darkest depth.

He opened his eyes, the sun on the looks at sea.

He didn't feel cold and fear, but felt a little warm.

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South Sea's seawater is warm because there are very few clouds and the sun is extremely intense.

The reason why the water of the Red River is not cold is because the Wildfire under the Divine Tree has leaked a little along the rock crack.

The Wildfire that overflowed today is especially many, and the river water is warmer. The red algae grow up in joy, and it does n’t take long for them to dye the river water redder.

If it is usual, Yu Jing feeding on red algae should be happily eating, and from time to time, beat the river surface with a broad flat giant tail to form a spectacular scene.

But they have a considerable degree of knowledge. Today, already has dived into the deepest river bottom today, and dare not venture.

The river is so calm, it looks like a red satin.

There is no one on both sides of the already.

White Emperor City is noisy.

Especially around the courtyard in Xicheng, which is adjacent to Xiang Clan Manor, it is crowded with black people.

The house already in the compound completely collapsed, with broken bricks and broken beams everywhere, covered with yellow sand. looks at is like already abandoned for decades.

Li Palace Spell Formation already was broken. The Holy Light Angel already died horizontally, but the priests around the courtyard did not leave.

Linghai Zhiwang and other Orthodox giants, even if seriously injured, remain in front of the courtyard.

Tang Thirty Six is pale, and it needs the little girl who sells fat to help her to stand.

They didn't leave because Demon Lord was still inside.

But they can't go in either, because now the whole compound is surrounded by already by Honghe Monster Guard.

Xiao De and Shi Clan patriarchs and more than ten Demihuman Race strong men stood in front of the courtyard.

The two sides face each other silently.

Suddenly a sound came from behind.

Orthodox clergy are separated like tides.

Chen Changshen and Xu Yourong came over.

Hundreds of Dao Swords burst into the air, forming Sword Formation in the sky.

Xiao De doesn't mean to let go.

He said looks at Chen Changshen: "This is what your Majesty means, please forgive me."

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The meadow around Tianshou Pavilion keeps the green and tender color on the nourishment of the river.

The bluestone slabs on the street were slightly wet with the cloud just now, and there was an oily light.

White Emperor looked at the movement in front of the compound in the distance, the rain-like swords in the sky of looks at, with a look of appreciation in his eyes.

Chen Changshen's Way of the Sword is more powerful than rumored.

Shang Xingzhou came to his side and said, "No one can stop the person I want to kill, neither can you."

He's not talking about Chen Changshen, but Demon Lord.

Killing the two Holy Light Angels is only the most basic goal for him.

If you can kill Demon Lord, then Human Race can be said to be a complete victory.

Even the last Holy Light Angel and White Emperor wanted to leave him a way of life, let alone Demon Lord.

So he asked a question to Shang Xingzhou.

"Which student will Human Race belong to after you die?"