Today, Ximen Lang has been promoted to the third generation of gods, and is still the pinnacle of the third generation of gods.

Naturally, it is impossible to conduct a sneak attack against Xiao Zhixin like he did in Tiancheng.

Faced with being surrounded by more than a dozen little angels, Ximenlang not only didn't panic at all, he even wanted to laugh a little.

And this smile was naturally directed at Ah Zhui.

"Young man, if you dare to spread rumors about me, I'm going against you!"

Ah Zhui responded without any fear.

"Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

Ah Zhui has always known that Ximen Lang is very strong, but she doesn't know how strong he is.

Because on Earth, no one can force Ximen Lang to use his full strength.

The only battle against Morgana was missed because they left for Kunsa.

She has always wanted to try Ximen Lang's depth and see how big the gap is between herself and him.

And today is the opportunity.

He took out his flaming sword and held it in front of him, always on guard against Ximen Lang's surprise attack.

The other little angels were a little at a loss when they saw that Chai had even taken out the flaming sword.

"Hey, Ah Zhui, he is Sister Leng's idol after all. It's shameless enough for a dozen of us to hit one, and you still use the flaming sword..."

Before the little angel finished speaking, little Moi also followed Ah Chai's footsteps and silently took out the flaming sword.

Little angels: "..."

Faced with the doubts of the little angels, Ah Zhui shouted.

"He is the power of the galaxy, the pinnacle of the third generation of gods, and his abilities are all kinds of weird. Stop talking nonsense and use all your strength quickly, otherwise you will cry."

After hearing this, these little angels did not dare to be careless.

They uniformly took out their flaming swords and pointed them straight at Ximen Lang, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time.

Seeing a burst of golden light rising from Ximen Lang's body, Ah Zhui's pupils shrank.

"Be careful, he is about to attack..."

Before he finished speaking, Ximen Lang's voice sounded from behind Ah Zhui.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right."

Boom!

Ximenlang hit Ah Zhui hard on the head, and a big bump was visible on the top of Ah Zhui's head.

Paired with Ah Chai's big slicked back hair, it's particularly joyful.

Ignoring Ah Zhui, who was hugging his head and crying, Ximen Lang turned his attention to little Mo Yi, who was trembling with the flaming sword.

Seeing Ximen Lang turn his attention to her, little Mo Yi was trembling.

Ximen Lang curled his fingers at her.

"come over."

Little Moi shook her head timidly. She had already seen what happened to Ah Zhui, and she didn't want to have a big bump on her head.

"It's not up to you."

With a finger, a golden wormhole suddenly appeared behind little Moi, and a golden sword protruded from the wormhole.

As soon as Little Moy turned around to take precautions, the golden sword struck at Little Moy's flaming sword.

Ding~

Then, little Moi was struck by the golden sword to Ximen Lang's side.

It happened to hit Ximen Lang's outstretched finger.

Boom

Little Moi also followed Ah Chai's footsteps, hugging his head and crying.

Ximenlang still kept his hand, and little Moi was quite likable. Naturally, he couldn't treat her the same as Ah Zhui.

But it was enough pain for her to remember the lesson.

"Sisters, come together!"

Naturally, the other angels would not just sit back and watch Ximen Lang show off his power. They held the flaming sword, flapped their wings suddenly, and rushed toward Ximen Lang at high speed.

To be honest, Ximen Lang was a little confused when he saw these dozen little angels.

Mainly, it was the first time for Ximen Lang to meet these little angels. Unlike Ah Zhui and Little Mo Yi, they were so familiar that even if they were beaten, it wouldn't matter.

These are unfamiliar, too heavy-handed, and not very good.

Seeing the little angels rushing in front of Ximen Lang, the flaming sword in their hands was only ten meters away from them.

Ximen Lang hadn't figured out how to deal with them yet, so he had no choice but to speak.

"Don't move."

Then, a dozen little angels really stopped in front of Ximen Lang, motionless.

"Just wait for me to think about it, let me think about it..."

This frightened more than a dozen little angels. Not to mention their bodies, their minds were also restricted.

This guy is too strong!

Suddenly, Ximen Lang had an idea.

"Hey, I have it."

"Chance!"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was distracted, Ah Zhui was naturally unwilling to miss this opportunity. He endured the severe pain in his head, took the flaming sword, and stabbed Ximen Lang in the back.

Poof

The flaming sword penetrated Ximen Lang's chest easily.

Ah Chai was stunned.

"Why don't you hide?"

Ximen Lang turned around and wondered.

"Why should I hide?"

Ah Zhui was stunned again.

"Are you okay?"

Subconsciously, he glanced at Ximen Lang's chest and saw a burst of golden light rising from Ximen Lang's chest, flowing slowly.

The flaming sword was as if it had been thrust into the water, and it did not cause any injury to Ximen Lang at all.

click

The flaming sword was broken by Ximen Lang with his bare hands.

Boom!

There was another violent shudder, and another big bump rose on Ah Zhui's head.

Needless to say, it's quite symmetrical.

Looking at the tearful little Moi again, Ximen Lang sighed, but after all, he still couldn't bear to take action.

At this time, a dozen little angels on the opposite side finally regained their freedom.

Little angels, you look at me and I look at you, looking at each other.

Ximen Lang was so strong that they had no power to fight back. For a moment, they didn't know what to do.

"Don't be afraid."

Ximen Lang said "Don't be afraid", which frightened the little angels so much that they all stared at Ximen Lang with solemn eyes.

Ximen Lang didn't care and kept talking to himself.

"Let's play a game."

As soon as he raised his hand, dense wormholes appeared around the little angels, stretching for dozens of kilometers. The patients with diabetes were ecstatic.

That's right, it's the same trick Ximen Lang used to treat Qiangwei before.

"The King's Treasure!"

Yan's eyes twitched as he looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and the unbearable memories of the past flooded into his mind again.

Hey, what a dark history.

A dozen little angels looked at the flashing golden wormhole around them with numbness. Countless weapons had been stretched out from the wormhole, and they had already aimed at themselves!
To be continued...