In the depths of the extremely distant southern ocean, a stream of light suddenly stopped and the Holy Light Angel appeared.

His body was penetrated by the Great Sun Tathagata Sword and was seriously injured, and even divine blood could not be repaired.

He must return to Xue Laocheng as soon as possible and receive offerings from the altar.

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

Then no matter what direction he chose, he could never bypass the black mountain range.

That mountain range can move, it is a huge black frost dragon.

Even in the Holy Light Continent and even in the prehistoric world of light in the legend, the Xuanfrost Dragon is the most noble and rare creature.

But this Xuanfrost Dragon is underage. If it were normal, the Holy Light Angel might be alert, but he would never retreat without fighting.

The problem is that he is in too serious injuries now, and he can only rely on his white wings to maintain his speed to ensure that he will not be caught up by the other party, but he dare not act rashly.

But after so long, his injuries gradually worsened, and finally it was time to fight to the death.

The sun shines on the mirror-like sea surface, and the mist gradually grows, making it a little stuffy.

The Holy Light Angel turned around and looked towards the horizon.

A black line arrived at high speed and suddenly stopped.

In the storm-like dragon roar, the girl in black came in a navigated space.

The languages ​​of the gods and the dragons are very close, and the Holy Light Angel can understand her meaning.

"I'm really seriously injured, but I still have the power to kill you."

The face of the Holy Light Angel was extremely pale, as if transparent, but his expression was very solemn.

He said in that complex language: "In the depths of this ocean far away from the mainland, I believe no one can help you."

At the beginning, he tried to cross the snow ridge and return to the Demon Realm. He flew in the abdomen of the mainland for a long time, and even successfully avoided the interception of the little black dragon several times. However, at the last moment, he chose to give up because he felt that some extremely powerful aura was waiting for him in front of the route.

Some of those auras are like the sun, some are like ancient wells, and some are just a knife.

It is obvious that those human powerhouses are waiting everywhere in the mainland to kill him.

The Holy Light Angel dared not take risks, left the continent and came towards the depths of the farthest South China Sea.

The so-called decisive battle is actually to survive from the dead.

The Taoist and the girl in white had to deal with more important things in Baidi City, such as the life and death of the young man.

As long as he can kill this Xuanfrost dragon, no one on this continent can keep up with his speed.

At that time, he just needs to choose a good route in advance and avoid the powerful humans in various parts of the mainland, and he is very likely to return to Xue Laocheng.

The chanting sound with a divine meaning flows out from the thin lips of the Holy Light Angel like running water.

His expression became more solemn, extremely solemn, and extremely pious.

His aura also became much stronger.

He placed all his hopes and glory in the subsequent battle.

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The little black dragon's expression was very unserious, and it was not even serious.

Looking at the Holy Light Angel whose breath has been getting stronger, she doesn't feel as if she is facing a great enemy at all, but instead seems to be watching an idiot performing.

She suddenly thought of some things her father had said to her many years ago.

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

Yes, father.

These angels are indeed as stupid as you said.

The little black dragon was a little sad.

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

Suddenly, the sea water started to move and kept rolling, like boiling.

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

Those islands lie large or small, and all kinds of... dragons.

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

At this time, the sun is in the sky, and it is the time for them to bask in the sun.

Dozens of dragon roars rang one after another, either majestic, violent, or frivolous.

Dozens of mountain-like dragon bodies lie in the sky, blocking all the sunshine.

Dozens of dragon breaths, which were either terrifying, powerful or weak, fell on the Holy Light Angel.

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

In the sea, he sank towards the darkest depths.

He opened his eyes and looked at the sunshine on the sea.

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

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The reason why the sea water in the South China Sea is warm is that there are few clouds there and the sun is extremely bright.

The reason why the water in the Red River is not cold is that the wildfires under the sky tree leaked out a little along the rock cracks.

Today there are particularly many wildfires, the river water is warmer, and the red algae are growing happily. It doesn’t take long to dye the river water more red.

If it is normal, Yu Jing, who feeds on red algae, should be eating happily, and occasionally slapping the river surface with his wide and flat giant tail to form a spectacular scene.

But with a considerable degree of intelligence, they have already sneaked into the deepest bottom of the river today and dared not emerge at all.

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

The two sides of the Taiwan Strait are empty.

There was noisy in Baidi City.

Especially the courtyard in Xicheng, which is adjacent to the Xiang tribe manor, is crowded and black.

The houses in the courtyard have completely collapsed, and broken bricks and beams can be seen everywhere, covered with yellow sand, which looks like they have been abandoned for decades.

The formation of the palace liberated the palace had been broken, and the Holy Light Angel had died, but the priests around the courtyard did not leave.

The state tycoons such as the King of Linghai, even though they were seriously injured, were still guarding the gate of the courtyard.

Tang Sanshiliu looked pale and had to support the little girl who sold makeup to stand.

They did not leave because the Demon Lord was still inside.

But they couldn't get in, because the entire compound was now surrounded by the Red River Demon Guard.

Xiao De, the patriarch of the gentry and more than ten powerful demon clans stood in front of the courtyard.

The two sides confronted each other silently.

Suddenly some sound came from behind.

The priests of the state church separated like a tide.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong came over.

Hundreds of swords emerged from the sky and formed a sword formation in the sky.

Xiao De had no intention of getting out of the way.

He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "This is what Your Majesty meant, please forgive me."

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The meadows around Tianshou Pavilion maintain their green and tender colors in the nourishment of the river.

The bluestone slabs on the street were moistened by the clouds just now, with an oily light.

Baidi looked at the movement in front of the courtyard in the distance, looked at the group of swords like rain in the sky, and had a look of appreciation in his eyes.

Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship is more powerful than what is rumored to say.

Shang Xingzhou walked to his side and said, "No one can stop the person I want to kill, and you can't do it."

He was not talking about Chen Changsheng, but the Demon Lord.

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

If the Demon Lord can be killed, then the human race can be said to have won a great victory.

Even the last Holy Light Angel, Baidi wanted to leave him a way out, let alone the Demon Lord.

So he asked Shang Xingzhou a question.
Chapter completed!