Under the dark clouds in the sky, Blood Eyes bent down with difficulty.

His legs were numb, and although he still had consciousness, his sensitivity was no longer as good as before. The damage caused by the two black feathers was far greater than he thought, and his left arm had no feeling at all, so he could only hang softly beside him.

The Black Armored Angel Tyrone, his attacks are absolutely untouchable.

This is the first time that Xue Tong has encountered such a difficult enemy. No matter how powerful it is in the past, Xue Tong has at least resistance. But Tailong is different. His attack directly targets the soul. Once hit, it will cause real damage. The defense of Xue Tong's proudness is completely invalid.

Fortunately, his defense was not outstanding enough. Although the two attacks of Blood Pupil were hasty, it also made a big hole in his belly, and there was no internal organs, only the surging black fog and blue light spots.

It was all the light of spiritual energy. Blood pupils can be concluded that this Tailong is definitely not a living person.

Or, it is not a pure life.

The dark clouds rolled in the sky and the wind blew...

Xuepeng's right hand pressed on the ground, his body low and like a beast ready to go. He was ready to take action. When he made this position, his energy was in a critical state of exploding, just like a bomb that could detonate at any time, full of fatal danger.

When it reaches the point of Blood Eye, there is no need to make a special battle, but once it is done, it means that he has made the determination to kill!

The blood pupil that goes all out never cares about blood. Whether it is the enemy or your own!

Tailong, opposite, seemed to have noticed the change of blood pupils, and the red light in his eyes became even more intense. His wings were swaying slightly behind him, emitting black fog, and the big sword in his hand was raised little by little, lifting it towards the sky...

As he moved, the entire mountain began to tremble, and a large number of green light spots rose from the jade and quickly gathered on him. At this moment, he was not alone, but a gathering of a group of fallen angels. His power was the power of the fallen angels. His will was the will of the fallen angels.

In an instant, the blood pupil even felt an irresistible sense of oppression, which was a surreal intuition that sent dangerous signals to yourself.

But how can the blood pupils be able to withdrew from retreat at this moment?

The blood of the battle boiled in his body. The blood pupil suddenly felt that maybe calm did not belong to him. At this time, he should be angry and intense. What if he was fed back? So what if he was hurt? This is the warrior. If he did not win in the offense, he would perish in the offense.

A low growl emerged from the deepest part of his throat, and the next moment, the blood pupil disappeared. At the same time, Tailong on the other side disappeared.

The strong wind blew up, and lightning and thunder suddenly burst out over the temple.

Both of them had exceeded the visual limit. They fought tens of thousands in just a moment. The terrifying energy passed through the platform like a tsunami, lifting up the dark jade in pieces. The void height was twisted and constantly changing its shape. Even the sky was shattered by the two, and the dark clouds were driven away.

It was a stellar battle. If it were ordinary space, it would have been shattered long ago. But here it seemed to have infinite carrying capacity, which accommodated the confrontation between the two. No matter how exaggerated the battle between the two was, the black temple seemed to be unaffected and stood proudly in the tide of energy.

Finally, a blood moon and a silver moon flashed at the same time. The two of them groaned and separated in an instant.

The body was still in mid-air, and two sounds rang out at the same time.

"Yang Electronic Cannon!"

"Song of Death of the Soul!"

Two black lights intertwined and knocked them away again, like two kites with broken strings.

With a loud bang, the blood pupils fell like shells, rolling all the way, plowing out a long deep groove. The same is true for Tyron on the opposite side, and countless pieces and black feathers flew out in the roll.

The smoke and dust exploded between the two, and countless blue light spots flew into the sky, making harsh howls.

When the smoke and dust stopped, the entire square in front of the hall was in chaos. Where was there any intact except the stone tablet where Robbie was located? The platform was lifted up, revealing the deep jade veins below, and the soul of the fallen angel took off in a scream.

The blood pupils were deeply embedded in a huge piece of jade. The limbs were drooping softly. On his shoulders, the cell module of the Yang Electronic Cannon was slowly falling off and withered and died.

There was still a feverish fighting spirit in his eyes, but his body was no longer dominated. He was hit at least five times in a brief fight just now, cutting off his limbs and chest respectively. At this moment, in addition to turning his head, he had completely lost control of his body and became a useless man.

However, he did not suffer any losses in this fight. Tyrone on the other side was even worse than him. Not only was his body almost broken, but his spiritual energy was weakened to a point that was almost extinguished. The worn black armor was no longer complete, his legs were partially shattered, and his left arm completely disappeared. The only thing he could still retain was half of his body and a right hand, and the blood-red sword that was still tightly clamped on his right hand.

The black wings drooped weakly behind him, and the dead energy slowly subsided.

"The battle...is not over yet..."

In the extreme pain, the blood pupil said with a low voice. Although his body is no longer under control, so what? Doesn’t the excitement of the warrior need to be in desperate situations to bloom? His mental power is highly concentrated, and a black light ball was created by him. The next moment, the light ball turned into a black light, piercing through the black armored angel opposite!

Ground of gravity!

The powerful force field instantly compressed, shattering Talon's only remaining body. However, the shocking thing happened next. Without Talon, the blood-red sword actually floated up on its own and flew towards the temple tremblingly. Countless faces on the wide sword body emerged, making harsh howls.

The gate of the temple opened a crack again, and another black-armored angel appeared in the eyes of Blood Pupil. He was exactly the same as before, except that he had a blood-red sword missing.

Under the gaze of Blood Pupil, he took the hilt of the sword, and then two blood-red flames lit up from his helmet.

"You won..."

He said to Xuetong like this. Then he spread his sword. "I will... keep my promise... tell you... the whereabouts of others..."

"But you... are still... going to die..."

The gate of the temple behind the angels opened, revealing the scene inside. Blood pupils clearly saw that there were countless fallen angels bound on rows of stone tablets in the nearly infinite space inside. Their perfect faces were still filled with pain, but the wings behind them hung softly.

Unlike many fallen angels, their wings are half pitch black and half blood red.

And in the middle of them, there are two small figures bound to the stone tablet. Are they Gemini siblings?

At this moment, they were quietly looking at the blood pupils, with tears flowing on their faces.

"Brother Xuetong... don't... beat him again..."

"It will die..."
Chapter completed!