Bank of the Universe

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update I have the latest chapter of a world bank!The battle angel Michael ignored Tian Guangming's speech. With a movement of his body, he grasped Shishizhange, pointed towards the sky, and pointed to the saint with the hook nose.

"You are the only saint in the lawful camp?" Michael asked.

"You are in the chaotic camp?" The Eagle-Hook-nosed Saint did not answer, but asked with gloomy eyes.

"Yes!" Michael immediately nodded and admitted.

Their current position is the chaotic camp, and when they deal with the chaotic camp, they become members of the lawful camp.

"The people in the chaotic camp are so courageous, even the four of you dare to break into the base camp of my lawful camp, and you won't be able to die?" The Eagle Hook Nose Saint said grimly.

"Actually, you are not my opponent!" Michael said truthfully.

He is already at the peak of Tianyuan, with the body of an angel, a warrior for destroying the world, and the invincibility of the gods.

These are superimposed together to create such a powerful strength as Michael, he can kill the enemy at a higher level, fight the saint as the first step, and enter the realm of virtuality.

But I don't believe it!

The people in the lawful castle don't believe it either!

The reason why a saint is a saint must be beyond the realm of mortals!

One side is holy, otherworldly, that is, saint!

Reading to the extreme, understanding the principles of heaven and earth, the changes of the sun, the moon and the stars are all in the hearts of people, that can be called a saint!

Cultivating all things, there is no kind of education, open the people's wisdom, so that the people can get the ladder of progress, such people can be called saints!

A saint is to achieve the ultimate in one aspect!

And Ying Hou nose is to cultivate beyond the ordinary into the sacred, and it is not a little bit different from the Tianyuan realm.

He thought he had eaten Michael.

Among these four people, the only one that made him a little jealous was Long Haitao.

But if Long Haitao didn't make a move, he couldn't see the details. Ying Hook Nose decided to kill Michael first, and he would be jealous of Long Haitao.

"I'll kill you, it's easy!" Hawkhook's nose opened, his voice low.

"You are too arrogant!" Michael said lightly.

"It's not that I am arrogant, but that you are too arrogant." Suddenly the Dapeng spread its wings, and a blade of sword light appeared in the palm of his hand. It was a long sword, aquamarine, very dazzling, flashing. , Like a green light.

"kill!"

Ying Hook Nose made no secret of his killing intent, his eyes were blood-red, and it was covered all at once, with a sword aura that sealed Michael's body.

He wants Michael nowhere to escape.

Michael didn't even think about fleeing, the more ferocious this sword aura, the more turbulent his fighting spirit.

Holy ruling!

Battle angel Michael’s signature fascination, at his peak, under the ruling, there was no alive, and the immortal didn’t know how many died.

Even now he is so weak that he doesn't even have the realm of a saint, but he is still tyrannical.

Destroying the World War Ge is a hand, a flash of cold light bursts out, Michael flies up into the sky, and the War Ge slashes fiercely.

Rumble!

This blow smashed the sword light to pieces, and Michael's world-destroying battle was invincible, and he was invincible. The law of invincibility was in his hand. It was an invincible attack.

The eagle hook nose saint roared: "Changhong sword technique!"

Sunset over Changhong, lonely smoke in the desert!

This sword depicts a bleak scene, sketching Michael in, trying to interfere with Michael's judgment, making him addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

But it was this blow, turbulent like a flame, to stop Michael, cut off Michael's attack, and beheaded.

"You use mental attacks on me?" Michael smiled, very disdainful.

The dignified Protoss battle angel, will he fear the spiritual attack of a saint?

Even without mentioning the identity of the battle angel of the Protoss, just by merging the souls of two people, his spiritual power rose a lot.

The saint could not shake his spiritual power.

So Michael ignored him, rushing forward, and the surging murderous aura erupted from Zhan Ge, which turned into the shadow of a devil and roared.

Roar!

The loud roar actually interfered with the hook nose, and he was shocked and trance.

Michael seized the opportunity and killed the World War Ge directly.

Click!

The saint was directly smashed into the air, a deep hole in his chest burst open, blood was rolling, and with a scream, he hit the castle and collapsed directly.

The people in the lawful castle were dumbfounded.

The saint has been smashed, how powerful is this person?

After the hook nose was split, he spouted blood, and his whole body was as if he was stained with blood. He could only hang himself in one breath and couldn't die, but he couldn't fight anymore.

Michael landed on the lawful castle, looked around, and said, "Is this saint in the lawful castle?"

Long Haitao flew up with Long Yun and Tian Guangming.

Tian Guangming saw the hook nose lying in a pool of blood and cursed: "If you weren't so miserable now, I must poke a few holes in you to show you how good I am."

Long Haitao ignored Tian Guangming. As soon as he boarded the lawful castle, he noticed a lot of aura surging.

"The other saints are here!" Long Haitao said solemnly.

Michael's eyes lit up and said, "I'm afraid they won't come."

Only when you come can you activate the sword energy bestowed by the master.

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In the lawful castle, a lot of auras rose to the sky, without disguising, they jumped directly.

"Are people in the chaotic camp so rampant now?"

"You dare to come to my lawful castle to be wild, you are not brave."

"No matter who it is, he will definitely die today!"

"They are really courageous, they all hurt us, a saint."

"Not injured, but seriously injured!"

A series of illusory voices echoed around, making it difficult to distinguish their positions.

Michael sneered: "Pretend, you are all saints, why do you do such a trick, come out and see you, I want to see, how many saints do you have?"

"Boy, it's nice to have this kind of cultivation at a young age, but you are too rampant, this is not your place to go wild." An old man flew over and landed on the castle, saying indifferently.

"That's right, we're here together, you have a big face, now choose a method of death, we can fulfill you." Another middle-aged man walked in the air and sneered.

"This kid doesn't need to care at all. What needs to be cared about is this old man, the second step of the saint realm. You must not be underestimated when you cross the emptiness and enter the emptiness." A woman in costume said with a full smile.

It's just that there is no smile in her eyes, but endless indifference.

One after another saints appeared, blocking the retreat of Michael and others.

Count carefully, twenty-five saints!

Five more than the skinny said!

terror!

If this is to get to the ground, it can definitely sweep the ground.

But here, they are just people in a small castle.

Watching them all appear, Michael smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a touch of sword air appeared in his palm.

"Now, please smash the core of the castle, otherwise please go and die!" Michael said lightly.