After seeing the strength of the powerful Dark Night Mercenary Group, everyone present had to take a few steps back.
When facing the threat of death, no one is really stupid to rush forward. Negative emotions such as fear, worry, fear and other negative emotions appear on everyone's faces.
"Is Huyong the duel you hoped for?" Chu Mo's voice came from behind very clearly.
Everyone's faces changed slightly.
Indeed, it was obvious that he had invited the other party to come for a duel, but he sent a large army to encircle and suppress it. This was really embarrassing to say it.
"Eliminating the demons and saving the continent is my duty!" Hu Yong is definitely not a fool. He knew that Chu Mo would use this move, so he hurriedly struggled, exuding his own strong fighting spirit, and shouted loudly.
"The Temple of Light has always taken it as its mission to eliminate the devil; today's Majesty's destruction of the devil is actually a blessing for the people of the mainland!" The old charlatan, the Pope, immediately pretended to be a master, and said in a deep voice with a compassionate face.
Before he finished speaking, the pastors, bishops and priests around him clasped their hands on their chests and prayed. Suddenly, a large amount of white light rose slowly, making Chu Mo and his group a little dazzling...
"The old charlatan's nonsense is pretty..." Nabanik flipped over the pair of dead fish eyes and stood aside and said disdainfully.
"Chu Mo, do you really think that you can run the Gods and Demons Continent with your own strength?" The pope stood in the sky, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire sky.
Facing the Pope's question, Chu Mo did not move at all. His eyes, which had just opened, closed again.
Did he disdain the Pope?
"This guy is really arrogant!" Many people were whispering.
Seeing the pope standing in the sky, Nabanik smiled and shouted with a sinister smile: "Old charlatan of light, you are very strong, so let us brothers try it!"
"You?" the pope asked coldly.
The eyes were full of disdain...
"You have to die!" Nabalu was very dissatisfied with this disdainful look, and immediately said in his cold voice.
"Demon Sword? OK! I want to try your skills too!" The Pope narrowed his eyes and looked at Nabalu and smiled.
Nabanik, Cardi and Hans walked towards Hu Yong, Guladen, Archbishop and the High Priest respectively.
"Bus, you can get the big charlatan. These little charlatans and little ants will be solved by the three of us!"
"Ah..." Many people were so scared that their faces were pale and screamed in a daze when they heard Nabanik's words.
There is no way, the killing methods of these brothers just now have been too deeply rooted in people's hearts.
At this moment, the three great killer gods have to deal with themselves, and no one will just make fun of their lives, so they all look like they are dead.
Although the two archbishops and two high priests stood straight and seemed to be very calm, in fact, under the wide robe, their feet were shaking constantly.
He secretly cursed in his heart why the three six-winged angels hadn't appeared yet.
Perhaps their prayers have worked.
A large number of white light elements suddenly appeared in the sky.
This element of light is relatively purer and more intense than the pope and the pastors.
"Michael the battle angel, the angel of the wind, the angel of the light, Gabriel, you are here again!" Chu Mo's spiritual sense could keenly understand all this. He immediately discovered the concentration of light-based magic elements in the air and the breath of the three six-winged angels, which made him quickly know who the visitor was, so he slowly opened his eyes and said with some joy.
Three human figures appeared in the white light, and one of them said coldly to Chu Mo: "Humble human, this time you will definitely not be so lucky to escape easily!"
"Don't leave easily this time." Chu Mo replied in a colder tone.
The air temperature is dropping sharply.
The murderous intent is spreading.
Nabalu, the Pope and others also took a few steps back for the time being.
The real war is about to begin now.
The light was gradually decreasing, and finally the appearance of three six-winged angels was clearly seen in the air.
It was the same as four years ago, with six pairs of white wings, silver armor, golden hair, and extremely handsome face...
"This must be your biggest trap, right?" Chu Mo glanced around coldly, and suddenly asked with an evil smile.
"There are three six-winged angels here, and none of you can leave alive." Guladen, the fat man, pointed to Chu Mo and others excitedly after seeing the six-winged angel appear, and said with a ferocious look on his face.
"You are right, no one can leave alive..." Chu Mo smiled, his smile still so evil, but he laughed while talking, which made everyone present feel fear.
Several soldiers tried to leave quietly, but a "whoosh..." sounded through the air.
Everyone turned their heads and saw an iron arrow penetrated into the heads of the three soldiers. The three of them fell to the ground together, and blood kept pouring out like a fountain. Because the three of them were not dead yet, their hands and feet were trembling from time to time...
The scene was very bloody and terrifying. A thin figure appeared in the distance, and he was holding a giant black bow in his hand.
"Damn archer bean!" the pope said with a pale face.
"What you just said is just the opposite. It's not that none of us can leave alive, but you!" Cardi said softly to the Pope and others.
As he said that, he showed his warm smile to everyone...
But now everyone doesn’t feel warm when they see his smile. On the contrary, they feel the cold and cold breath...
Fear from the bottom of my heart...
"Since you like to call me the devil, then everyone, welcome you to hell!" Chu Mo opened his arms and raised his lips with an evil smile.
He looked like a master, smiling at his guests.
But this master smiled so evilly. If he put two horns on his head, a pair of wings on his back, a tail on his butt, and a steel fork in his hand, he would definitely be the hell demon...
"Hell is very welcome!" Nabanik also smiled sinisterly, and at some point he had already held two daggers with faint blue light in his hands...
Hans's smile was still so terrifying, with a fleshy face, a white priest robe, a bloodthirsty iron rod with a hideous face...
The cold Nabalu stood quietly in the sheath of sword. Although he didn't say much, the cold air emitted from him should not be underestimated.
The archer Bean in the distance seemed thin, but no one could hold his giant bow at will.
"Hell, is this really his own hell?" Many people are already thrilling in their hearts...