Chen Lian did not walk far away, he was in the plain in the distance, his green clothes floating in the wind, like the extension of the grass on the ground.

The four angels carried the cross and kept chanting hymns. It was a reverence for fate, a praise for the beginning, and a cage composed of the power of fate, completely trapping them in it.

This blow was obviously carefully prepared by Arraho for Pile. If Chen Lian did not intervene, this demon god who represents darkness would have a heavy lesson and would be unforgettable for him for his life.

Chen Lian was not ready to intervene immediately at this time. He watched quietly, his divine thoughts extended to every corner of the battlefield like a spider web, and controlled the every move of each creature. Taiyi's way played its due role at this moment, and introduced their next action from the existing movements of the creatures.

The invisible sinking is as if you grasp the pulse of fate, as if the creatures have an invisible thread on their heads, pulling them to make corresponding actions and moving towards a predetermined ending.

The mysterious veil of fate is stripped away at this moment, revealing its original appearance.

A demon god wearing bright silver armor rode a giant beast like a hill and was rushing towards the giant like a mountain. The deep divine thoughts accurately analyzed that the qi and blood in his body were constantly evaporating, and finally condensed into an invincible force and exploded.

Even his mount was synchronizing with him, heading towards the most heroic moment of his life, suddenly soaring, drawing a graceful turn in the air, as light and agile as a swallow flying back, and a blood rainbow appeared in the void, like a crescent moon and willow eyebrows. The most appropriate metaphor should be a scimitar.

The blood rainbow flashed away, and the demon god and his mount really disappeared. Finally, the curved blood rainbow struck the giant's throat and killed it with one knife. The mountain-like giant fell down, causing an earthquake and at the same time crushing a large number of troops. There were enemies and their own people.

Chen Lian's eyes were lingering, and his divine thoughts caught the real cause of the giant's death. It turned out that the giant, who had such a powerful body, had a relatively weak soul. With the blow of the strong life of the demon god and the mount, he finally destroyed the giant's soul. Although his throat was cut, it was not a fatal injury.

The fallen giant still had a lot of vitality in his body, and his wounds soon healed, but the dead silence of his soul made him fall into a long sleep.

Some demon soldiers from the Huangquan Demon Sect set up a formation around the giant. Someone chanted a spell, and the soul energy floating on the battlefield suddenly gathered in the giant's body. Soon the giant opened his eyes, but his pupils were not angry, and it was gray.

Chen Lian glimpses the essence of the law of death from that spell. The Huangquan Demon Soldier trained by Ye Liuyun is indeed unique, and can actually drive the dead and turn it into one's own use.

The giant was replenished by countless dead soul energy, and its combat power was even better than before when he was alive. He thought about the attack of his former companions. It was not the first time that the angels and believers in the Holy City encountered this scene, but there was still a little panic. After all, the giant's divine power was comparable to the giant spirit gods of the past, and even comparable to the Buddhist secret magic Vajra. In such a large-scale war, it was a killing machine and had great destructive power.

Other giants seemed unable to bear to attack their former compatriots, and deliberately avoided this giant full of death.

The Huangquan Demon Soldiers continued to harvest the lives of other enemies in an orderly manner, and were extremely organized between advancing and retreating, even better than the heavenly soldiers trained in Tianhe in the past.

This is an almost invincible army, and it can even compete with the powerful men in the Daluo realm, making it defeated.

Ye Liuyun is indeed powerful. Chen Lian guessed that the Huangquan demon soldier could be trained, which was probably mixed with the methods of military strategists among the ancient schools of thought.

Above the battlefield, Pi Le was entangled by the power of fate on the cross, and was surrounded by white shackles, as if he was trapped in the cage of fate and could not be liberated.

He calmed down from the initial panic. His black wings were like ripples of water, and the sound of rushing rivers was heard in his body. The huge black wings suddenly closed, and the void hundreds of feet around him fell into darkness.

The extremely rich darkness, as thick as water, was covered with all the shackles of fate, and finally extended to the outside world like a vine.

The four angels carrying the cross began to have dirty dark power on their faces, necks, and smooth wings. What frightened them even more was that their divine orifices that communicated with heaven and earth were blocked by the power of darkness. It was as uncomfortable as if a mortal fell into the water and could not breathe.

The divine light of the cross dimmed, and what was even more terrifying was that Bi Lie's body was wrapped in black wings. His body was vaguely visible, and he had the terrible power brewing, and he had the posture of an ancient demon sweeping across the world.

In fact, he is also an ancient demon god, just a little inferior to Alaho.

When the four angels were about to be unable to hold on, a crack opened in the void, and Arrohe, who was wearing a white robe, walked out of the crack.

Bi Le had been waiting for this moment, and his wings suddenly spread out.

It was like a poisonous snake suddenly rushing out, and the power of darkness condensed countless long ropes in the void, and wanted to grab Arha, drag him into the abyss, and sink forever.

As if something happened, Alahe looked ahead with his upright body and pinched a strange pattern with his hands. A perfect magical meaning immediately invaded the world.

In the Buddhist world, there is a kind of Dharma seal called the full vow seal, which means that the Buddha made this seal to give to sentient beings. It is an extremely great Dharma intention. It does not seek to obtain anything from all things, but regards itself as an endless treasure to give to sentient beings. This is the charm that only the true Creator has.

Arhaha is a Creator. The seal he has created is full of the taste of creation and donation. No darkness is worth mentioning in the face of this rebirth and creation.

Just like the earth's crust moving on the earth, it bulges into towering mountains, opening up broad rivers, carrying the joy of life and flowing away the sorrow of all living beings.

Arhaha's move was simply a recreation of the universe, causing all the stars to crawl at His feet.

Pile's expression finally changed drastically. He was consumed by the cross. At this moment, facing Aroho's extraordinary attack, he could no longer keep up with the rhythm and felt like he was unable to do so.

It was like a mountain pressing down. Although he saw it, he was a little powerless and didn't know what to do.

A gate full of mysterious Taoist marks appeared in front of Araho. The gate opened and swallowed Araho's power. The wings of Pilie's body kept falling off their feathers, and the feathers turned into black flames in the air, which were the essence of his dark magic for countless years.

The gate kept swallowing and sucking Arraha's holy power and began to make a creaking sound. Pile showed regret on his face. He really didn't expect that this old man was so powerful.

He had no choice but to make up the determination to cut off his arm, sacrificed Rashomon, and quickly slipped away to find Ye Liuyun.
Chapter completed!