With Odin's roar, he was still attacking the night elves that suddenly appeared, and Degil also stopped. He was still burning all over his body, staring at Odin with a pair of black carbon-like eyes.
Among the three six-winged angels, Gabriel, the lightest and most powerful angel of Light, was the most powerful in combat. He held the Light Sword in his left hand and carefully protected him. Deep in his heart, he was very afraid of Odin's powerful strength. His right hand, who had just grasped the sword, had completely numb and lost his combat power. At present, he could only hold the sword in his left hand and barely fight with Odin. As for the outcome of the victory or defeat, Gabriel could not imagine.
Drops of sweat fell along Gabriel's handsome face, but he must not dare to wipe it. Perhaps it was just his unintentional movement that the world-destroying magic gun in Odin's hand would have taken the lives of him and his two companions.
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"Odin, what do you want?" As the boss of the six-winged angel, the blood that was constantly benefiting from his chest and pale cheeks all meant that although the fighting angel Michael was seriously injured at this time, his former prestige was still there. He spitted a mouthful of blood, his eyes tightened Odin, and asked sharply.
"What do I want?" Odin slowly turned his head, and a pair of noble purple eyes looked at the battle angel Michael with charming eyes, raised his lips gently and said with a playful smile.
Feeling the commotion of the dark elements around, Michael, Gabriel, and Randgir, the three six-winged angels changed drastically.
"Odin, do you want to fight against us three six-winged angels today?" Michael looked at Odin, his golden eyes shrank violently, and he said incrediblely in his voice.
"What? I, Odin, don't have this strength?" Hearing Michael's words, Odin already understood that the three six-winged angels were a little scared. Suddenly, the World-Destroying Demon Spear swept away, and a large number of dark elements appeared around him. He raised his voice and glanced at the three six-winged angels.
"Odin..." Michael gritted his teeth and looked at Odin, who was occupying the absolute peak at this time without a bloody face.
"It seems that God Odin is strong, and you heavenly gods are really weak!" The wind angel Degil stopped attacking the night elves. At this time, the night elves standing not far away to rest actually stood on a tree stump and said loudly to the gods and demons in the sky.
"Damn night elves..." Wind angel Degil was the most annoyed. He failed to kill the two damn humans, but was blocked by the night elves in front of him. Now this elves dared to say that the three six-winged angels in the heavenly gods are not as good as the six-winged demon generals of the hell demon clan. After hearing this, how could the arrogant six-winged angels not be popular?
The wind angel Degil lifted the bow of the light element and tweaked the bowstring with his left hand. A green wind element arrow appeared on the bowstring. As the wind element continued to gush out, the sharp arrow became brighter and brighter and bigger.
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"Ran Dekiel..." Odin glanced at the Wind Angel Dekiel coldly, and a murderous aura ejaculated from his purple pupils.
Michael and Gabriel felt Odin's powerful murderous aura and immediately shouted: "Stop it!"
The angry wind angrily stoked Degil, and the six pairs of burnt wings kept flapping, staring at the dark night elves in the black robe on the ground. He swore that he would eliminate the two humans and the night elves.
He dispelled all the wind elements hard, and in an instant, the wind element bow and the wind element arrow all disappeared.
The wind angel Degil then felt the strong murderous aura coming to his face. A large number of sweat beads flowed out of his black carbon cheeks. I don’t know if it was because of this powerful murderous aura or because he had just used all his energy.
At this moment, suddenly, the wind angel Degil smiled. He smiled very happily, as if he had won the first prize.
Faced with such a situation, the Night Elf and Odin both followed the gaze of the Wind Angel Degil, and saw four white lights appearing in the sky.
"That...that's..." The voice of the night elves on the ground was already trembling.
"Reinforcements are coming again! Michael, your heavenly gods are becoming more and more despicable!" Odin danced the destructive magic gun with his hand, pointing the gun to Michael, and said sternly.
Gabriel and Michael looked at the white light at the height of the sky. Soon, the angels would come here. At that time, the new reinforcements would tilt the victory of the scales towards the heavenly gods.
Hearing Odin's words, Gabriel smiled slightly, his smile was very warm, and the sweat beads on his forehead were wiped away by him.
"Odin, it seems that you may be dead here today!" Michael the battle angel said coldly to Odin.
"Go away..." Odin swept his spear and shouted at Chu Mo and the others on the ground.
"It's too late, no one can run away!" Michael the battle angel said coldly.
With the end of the voice of one god and one demon, the white element of light collided with the dark element of darkness.
‘Boom’ the sky was suddenly shrouded in two huge rays of light.
Looking at the changes in the sky, Zeng Xiaoren and others were very anxious.
Chu Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, took a deep breath, feeling the pressure around him increased greatly, and the dantian was boiling. Chu Mo couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in his throat. The blood quickly merged into the surrounding elements. This mouthful of blood seemed to have become a catalyst, making the surrounding elements more and more chaotic. Chu Mo frowned, and for a moment, there was no way.
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"Boss, is that OK?" Zeng Xiaoren asked nervously.
"Cough... it's not okay..." Chu Mo coughed out a mouthful of blood as soon as he spoke, shook his head and sighed.
"It's over... Boss, the gods and demons are starting a war in the sky!" Zeng Xiaoren said with a pale face.
"Cough... God wants to let us die here just now?" Chu Mo sighed to the sky decadently.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Mo's face turned rosy. After a moment, he vomited several blood in big mouthfuls. The blood was the same as the beginning and soon merged into the magic element.
As the magic element became more and more chaotic, the energy began to expand.
Chu Mo's eyes lit up, and he immediately gathered all his true energy and tried to use "space to move".
Fortunately, those magic elements seemed to be Chu Mo's own, and they obeyed Chu Mo's command very obediently. In just a while, the magic circle continued to operate.
A large number of sky-blue lights directly broke through the sky. Several angels who had just arrived at the Gods and Demons Continent in the sky were amazed when they saw the sky-blue light. Feeling the strong fluctuations of the light elements and dark elements around them, the four angels waved their white wings and flew downwards.
"Go to die..." The wind angel Degil was fighting with Gabriel, the angel of Light, at this time, with Odin fighting fiercely. The strength of these two six-winged angels is now greatly reduced, but for a moment, Odin could not easily win these two angels.
In this way, Odin was unable to attack the battle angel Michael.
Without Odin's pressure, the battle angel Michael slapped his six pairs of wings and rushed towards where Chumo was.
On the ground, the night elves, Qianqian held a quaint longbow full of dark elements in her left hand, and gently tweaked the bowstring with her right hand, and a pitch-black feather arrow rested on the bowstring.
"Go to die! The cross-slash of light!" Michael, the combat angel who danced in the hand, did not care about the night elves on the ground at all. He roared, and the light on the streamer was shining fiercely at the magic circle with a sky-blue light.