Boom boom boom...

The ice chips in the sky kept splashing, as if at this moment even the space was frozen by the ice cone with a cold light.

I could only vaguely see a beautiful face with a stubborn and beautiful face in my eyebrows. With a whirlwind, I spread out my snow-white wings.

"Angelic Holy Flame!"

Yang Ruoxi simply clenched her fist, and twenty-four golden feathers burst out with golden light beams, gathering into a golden flame, blocking her.

Dingding....

The ice cone hit the flame, as if it was hitting the steel plate, making a deafening and dull sound.

However, every time the ice cone hits, the flame weakens a little.

The other immortals of Luo Tian seized the opportunity and began to chase and intercept the remaining main angels.

"Why dolls need to resist stubbornly? You can't just surrender!"

The old man in the robe shouted loudly and injected a little bit of strength into the jade Ruyi in his hand again.

Suddenly, the ice cones in the sky became more dense, with tens of thousands of square meters, pressing towards Yang Ruoxi like dark clouds.

Plop...

Yang Ruoxi felt like a mountain of Tai was pressing down, and involuntarily half-kneeled down and spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, he was still constantly drawing the power inside his wings to try to resist the attack of the old man in the robe.

This is her character, stubborn, stubborn, unyielding and never compromised.

"drink!"

The old man in the robe shouted again, and the cold light of the ice cone in the sky became even stronger.

Yang Ruoxi shook all over, her body slowly hunched down, and her two slender arms were trembling.

In the end, the golden flame above the head was dispersed by the ice cone and turned into sporadic flames, falling down from the sky.

As the light flashed in front of her eyes, the old man in the robe held her shoulder tightly.

"Donghua Immortal Lord, show mercy!"

At this time, He Weidao also flew over, with a little excited expression, rubbed his hands and said, "You know, I have always been good at dual cultivation. I have collected and supplemented any kind of female cultivator, but I have not collected and supplemented angels yet, hehe!"

"Okay, then I'll give it to you!"

The old man in the robe nodded, but his eyes turned slightly and said, "This woman is not a good woman, and she is powerful. I am worried that you can't control her. In this way, I will do a favor and break her wings first!"

After saying that, the old man in the robe stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Ruoxi's wings on the back and pulled them hard.

"ah...."

Yang Ruoxi's eyes were bloodshot and she let out a painful cry. The feeling was like a finger was cut off by someone.

"What are you calling? If you want to blame, you will blame you for surrendering to the gods!"

The old man in the robe had no expression on his face, held another wing and pulled it hard again.

The bright red blood continued to spew out from Yang Ruoxi's back, leaving only two deep blood grooves.

The whole person suddenly became listless and gritted his teeth tightly. The severe pain made her tremble slightly.

However, as a ball of light spread between his eyebrows, Yang Ruoxi's entire body turned into a stream of light, and suddenly disappeared with a whoosh.

This is a kind of escape technique of the gods, which comes at the cost of burning essence and blood.

Yang Ruoxi didn't want to die here, and she didn't want to become the old man's double-cultivation furnace cauldron. She could only run away to death.

"Damn it, ran away?"

The old man in the robe was holding Yang Ruoxi's blood-stained wings in his hand, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"Forget it, even if you return to the Gods, you will be a useless person and it will not pose a threat to us. However, the Gods will definitely not give up. Let's prepare for a protracted war!" He Weidao shrugged, feeling extremely regretful.

The fat meat that reached the mouth flew like this, it was so fucking unlucky.

However, when the two of them were about to return to the space magic weapon "Guanghan Palace" prepared for them in heaven, the space wriggled again.

The figure of a monk in white robe appeared, with an anxious look, and looked around for a moment. When his eyes fell on the hands of the old man in green robe, there were still blood stains, but there were twenty-four golden feathers on the wings, the whole person buzzed, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes turned blood red.

"Which sect do you have to retreat quickly!"

The old man in the robe did not know Qin Fei, and thought he was just an ordinary monk. He saw his bloody wings being shocked by his thunderous means.

"This...where did these wings come from?"

Qin Fei was in great pain, mainly because he had been in a coma for more than an hour and had been delayed for too long. Since Yang Ruoxi's wings were pulled off, I'm afraid that most people would...

Qin Fei didn't dare to think about it, but felt his chest keep rising and falling, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"What do you have to do with you? Get out!"

The old man in the robe said very unhappy.

"I'll ask again, where did these wings come from? Did you kill that female angel?" Qin Fei trembled all over and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, containing endless anger and pain.

"So what, what's your relationship with that angel?" The old man in the robe didn't take Qin Fei, who was in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, seriously at all.

In the eyes of an immortal king, Qin Fei's cultivation level is not worthy even if he carries his shoes.

"Then you go... die!"

Qin Fei suddenly roared, like a demon awakened in hell.

The whole body was filled with surging demon flames, his eyes turned blood red, and a red flag rose slowly behind him, filled with endless blood mist, making Qin Fei look like the demon king in the Shura Blood Domain.

"It's him, we remember that he was the traitor. The last time he rescued the Seraphite. Moreover, he also has a Chaos Magic weapon!"

Luo Tian Shangxian, who had killed the Lord Angel, just returned and saw such a shocking scene.

It is too ridiculous and ridiculous for a little golden immortal to declare war on the immortal king.

"Oh, he's that traitor?"

The old man in the robe couldn't help but look at Qin Fei a few more times, as if he wanted to see him through it. Where did he get the confidence to be a traitor, and where did he get the strength to attack him?

"You killed my wife, I want you to pay for your life!"

Qin Fei was already crazy and clenched his fists tightly: "The Illusion of Illusion!"

Suddenly, a white halo spread rapidly, and the dozen Luotian immortals present involuntarily retreated continuously.

His face was full of surprise. A small golden immortal cultivator was so powerful that he was so terrifying.

The old man in the robe also felt a hint of threat and his expression became cold: "Boy, you dare to provoke the majesty of this immortal king. Then go and die!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man in the robe pressed into the void.
Chapter completed!