Above the sea of ​​blood, Zhao Qi was covered with bloody light. He gently stretched out his right hand, and on an inconspicuous small wound on the tip of his right finger, the burning Holy Flame was extremely dazzling.

"It's so interesting." Looking at the wound, Zhao Qi's thoughts moved slightly, and under the endless blood light, it instantly annihilated it.

Although in terms of personality, Michael and his current vest scius should be the same. One is the deputy king of the heavens, the chief of the Archangel, and the real leader of the Angels Legion. The other is the great evil god, the Lord of Blood and Scarlet.

The real situation is hehehe. After all, how can a mere Creator be comparable to the real Creator?

So it was already very relieved that Michael could hurt him.

The feeling of my creation growing in front of me is really impossible to tell outsiders.

"Well, let me see, what methods do you have? If you rely on this little power, you can't really squeeze me out?" Zhao Qi stood at the top of the sea of ​​blood, punched him from afar, and through illusion and reality, accompanied by the endless resentment of the demon gods in the sea of ​​blood, he suddenly burst into reality.

"Hohahahahahaha, I can also be said to be a man who will destroy the city with one blow in the future!"

In reality, the sea of ​​blood was roaring in the sky. Before those people could recover from the hurricane just now, they saw the sea of ​​blood torn apart. A right hand, shrouded by endless resentment, sin, and blood, broke through everything and punched the earth!

Under the giant fist, the entire New York City covers! In an instant, the world overturns and the world reverses, which is not enough to describe the feelings of those people under the giant fist!

"Michael! Although you are equal to me, you have only woken up from those distant and long years. In the war, your country has been lost. You have no way to stop me now. You should retreat. For the sake of your Supreme God, I will not take you to be buried with this city!"

The voice of the vast sea of ​​blood was magnificent, but now everyone doesn't care about the many secrets hidden in those few words. Everyone knows that New York may not be able to be saved.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow,, I still have my own family, I don't want to die yet!" A man ran wildly among the bustling crowd on the street, trying to run out of the district bureau covered by the fist shadow.

"Daisy, we may be dying..." "Don't worry, I'll be with you." On the bench on the street, two gray-haired old men clasped each other's palms, looking at the fist shadows falling from the sky.

,,,

Under that fist, all kinds of sentient beings were different. Michael, the deputy king of the heaven, roared with anger, and the long holy light kept flowing out of various unknown worlds, gathered on Michael. Under the blazing heavenly sacred flame, the collapsed void melted everything. He immediately pushed the giant fist!

The dull sound and the silent time, everything seemed to have been suspended!

"Let's go! Don't look back! Go quickly!" The angel turned around, his voice like thunder! The roar of another roar,

At this time, the holy light became more and more dazzling, and the phantoms of countless little angels in the void space came in a long way. Opposite the void, an old man wearing a thorn crown, a gorgeous robe, and holding a scepter of millions of angels in his hand, walked slowly. While the old man walked, he pulled out a gorgeous belt of light directly from the sky!

The old man held a scepter in his hand and pointed at the figure surrounded by layers of blood, "I said, there must be light!!!"

The holy sound shocked everything, and the Nine-story Holy Mountain of Paradise was visible from afar, and I don’t know how many people woke up!
Chapter completed!