This incident can be regarded as a major event that shocked the world.
Looking at the tens of thousands of years of history of the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals, there are almost no such examples.
Asura fought to the peak, and her opponent was the kingdom even if she became the archangel leader, so she burst out with endless fighting spirit, and her unyielding will promoted her transformation.
And what about the boundary?
His obsession should be to kill humans.
But in the battle with King Asura, the power of the temple was extradited, and the desire for victory even broke through the shackles of obsession, helping him take the last step.
"Why wouldn't you have to fight again?" Luo Sen held his forehead.
Keep fighting.
Something really is going to happen.
It may not matter if an Asura is yet to do.
The Asura King is a big problem.
Those powerful fairies are absolutely impossible to ignore.
Qu Zhongxuan also smiled bitterly: "I tried to communicate with her, but my fighting spirit was at its peak. Even if I could not let her stop immediately, let alone escape."
The Asura King, who had just broken through and was at the peak, escaped.
This is even more uncomfortable than killing her.
This result seems good, but in fact it puts Luo Sen and the others in a dangerous situation.
King Asura and the Zhenjie stared at each other.
The fighting spirit on them is still boiling.
The war seems to be about to break out.
"I didn't expect you to break through, but it doesn't matter, you will die soon." The town world floated in mid-air, and the completely open twelve wings released absolute light, and the perfect body stood in the wind.
King Asura looked at the other party coldly: "It just so happened that I have never bathed in the holy blood of the great angels, and I am very sorry."
The smell of gunpowder spread again.
A war is obviously inevitable.
But at this moment, Zhenjie suddenly changed his face.
A crack appeared on his perfect body of light.
This is something that no one expected.
"No, it's impossible." The town world activated its own power, and the holy light continued to gather, as if it wanted to repair the crack, but strangely, it was useless at all.
King Asura was also stunned.
She didn't expect this to happen either.
Is there something wrong with the transformation?
Or is it like this archangel that he grew up?
The inheritance in the bloodline does not seem to mention this.
There was only one crack.
But as the town struggled, more and more cracks appeared on his originally perfect body.
Those cracks spread rapidly like viruses.
His twelve angel wings began to crack.
At this moment, the town world seemed to have turned into a vase that was hit hard, fragmented, and then about to turn into fragments on the ground.
Luo Sen was slightly surprised: "What's wrong."
If there is a problem with the origin, it is absolutely impossible to transform.
One of the prerequisites for evolution is the perfect origin.
But apart from the origin problem, Rosen could not think of any possible reason.
Guangming Wen Xiao looked thoughtful at this moment, hesitated for a long time and said, "He still wants to have a force that does not belong to him in his body. At this moment, a huge conflict occurred, causing the saint body to rupture."
"What power?"
"I don't know." Guangming Wen Xiao shook his head: "A very high-level power that cannot even be melted by the blood of the archangel."
Rosen didn't plan to delve into it, he cared more about one thing: "Is he unable to beat him?"
"It can be said that it is hard to say whether he can save his life. The two forces intertwined, causing his origin to break. If nothing unexpected happens, he will die." Guangming Wen Xiao made a judgment.
Rosen breathed a sigh of relief.
That's good, that's good.
He looked at Qu Zhongxuan, and Qu Zhongxuan nodded: "The Asura King is arrogant and naturally disdained to fight an archangel with a broken origin."
So, everyone can leave.
At this moment, Zhenjie seemed to remember something, his body kept trembling, the holy light flowed out like blood, and his breath fell rapidly.
The Zhenjie roared angrily: "Why! Lord Immortal King, why is this happening? Why is the power you left in our clan's body destroying the holy light! Our clan devotes all his energy to protecting the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals, but why is this the end in the end!"
"Do you still remember the holy blood mark on the Shoumo Sword?"
"Of course." Rosen nodded: "It's so troublesome, the removal process will take at least several months."
Guangming Wen Xiao said: "Have you ever thought about how the blood of a mere angel can leave such a powerful mark, and even the sword energy of the divine weapon cannot be quickly removed?"
"It's a bit strange to say that."
"It's the power of the Immortal King."
When Luo Sen heard the word "Immortal King", he was afraid of being alert.
"The Immortal King should have left some strength in the body of the patrol angels. This force will help the patrol angels to a certain extent and better carry out their responsibilities." Wen Xiao said.
Now, Rosen still doesn't understand.
[Devotion] is also the responsibility of the angels in the territory.
Use your own lives to mark those creatures that may threaten the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Luo Sen's heart was cold.
This is a bit cruel.
But it's hard to say.
Even without this power, the patrol angel will explode itself when encountering an unmatched enemy, but it is meaningless to explode itself. From a rational point of view, perhaps... it can be accepted.
Zhenjie's body was constantly shattering.
But the anger was spreading.
Luo Sen couldn't help asking, "Why is the power of the Immortal King destroying him?"
"I don't know very well, maybe it would have been like this." Guangming Wen Xiao guessed: "The holy body of the archangel will be condensed by pure holy light. Since it is pure, how can it accommodate other powers."
At this time, Qu Zhongxuan said quietly: "But how can the power of the Immortal King allow other forces to expel him? Even the holy light cannot do it."
The Holy Light is a very noble and powerful force in the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Immortals.
But this is the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals.
Not the Kingdom of Light.
In front of the Immortal King, the Holy Light must be shorter.
"Oh." Everyone felt sorry for each other.
Although the other party is a hostile creature, it still makes people feel regretful.
This is the Archangel.
Legendary creatures.
If you go to find the Immortal King and ask the other party to take away the power in your body, this will not happen.
But when Luo Sen thought of this, he was frightened: Why didn’t the Immortal King do this?
Could it be that the Immortal King never thought that the town world could grow into an archangel? After all, he was just an angel in the territory.
No guessing makes sense.
Because the holy light is withering.
"I'm not convinced!"
"I'm not convinced!"
Zhenjie's body was disillusioned, but he still roared wildly.
He is unwilling to accept it.
He clearly gave almost everything to the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals, but he ended up with this fate.
The fragments of the Holy Light fell and then dissipated.
Everything seemed to have settled.
Guangming Wen Xiao couldn't bear it, and a pure white light appeared from his hand and slowly floated towards the Zhenjie: "I'll help you stabilize your origin. If you are lucky, you will be reborn in a few hundred years."