Chapter 1037 Pushing Invincibly Horizontally, Breaking the Holy Mountain
"Go to die!"
Jiang Tian bounced his finger and shook the throne to pieces. The angel's mouth squirted blood and flew backwards.
When the angel is still flying backwards.
Jiang Tian had already punched it out, smashed it into Seraph's chest, then turned his palm into a grab, and took out his beating heart and a palm-sized halo from his chest.
The moment the halo left the body, the vitality of the seraphim suddenly fell rapidly, the hair turned white, the teeth fell off, the skin was dark and dry, the muscles were shriveled and atrophy, and the waist was instantly hunched down.
In an instant, he turned from a young person to an old man with exhausted energy.
"God, please return the halo to me... I don't want to die! Save me! I don't want my life to be lost!"
The seraph's angel begged for mercy and despair reached out to Jiang Tian, kneeling down to Jiang Tian, his face full of fear, tears flowing, and pleading pitifully.
"Haha, spare you! How could I spare you! Return your halo, you think beautifully! I want to use your halo to refine the fourth divine body.
At that time, the divine body will be successful, and I see who can do anything to me in this world!"
Jiang Tian's eyes were sharp and solemn, but he was laughing wildly, so arrogant and domineering.
With that crazy laugh, it seemed that even the sky star map was dimmed, and it was shocked by it.
"This thing contains a lot of fire energy and holy light. If you collect more, it can also help me transform into a fire constitution!"
Jiang Tian threw away his heart casually, looked at the halo, and nodded with satisfaction: "I didn't expect you to be pretty good, but you actually surpassed the ninth level of foundation building and have reached the false pill!"
There are nine levels of halo, and in the sky, there are crystal light intertwined, which has turned into substance, like a spider web.
The halo is generally translucent and emits warm light, like a precious jade, and looks very magical.
This thing is the crystallization of his lifelong cultivation! It is a special false pill born from the Holy Clan of Light! Once the spider-web-like light in the halo is completely enriched, it becomes a light crystal, which is equivalent to the complete success of the pill.
As Jiang Tian sacrificed the halo into the storage ring, the word "demon" above Jiang Tian's head was also shocked, like a long whale sucking water, absorbing all the essence and blood of Seraphites into it! At this time, Seraphites
With a wailing in despair, his body began to collapse quickly like a broken clay figure.
In the end, all turned into ashes and spots of light, which filled the air, with only some bones remaining and landed on the ground.
"The Death Spell is really terrible! If I survived by chance this time, I would ask this devil to teach me no matter what! If I have such strength, who dares to provoke me in the world of heaven!"
Lu Huaxi looked at Jiang Tian with horror and respect at this moment.
He no longer felt depressed and unwilling to be just showing his soul blood, but instead developed deep desire and envy.
The strong will be respected everywhere.
Even in heaven, there are still classes.
And the strong will always occupy the top of the food chain! The weak will always be exploited, trampled and bullied! At this time, Saint Joan of Arc even had the same mentality as Lu Huaxi, and his heart was fluctuating.
I thought to myself that this demon might really overthrow the sacred temple. If I follow my loyally, I may gain some benefits.
However, if you want to get benefits from Jiang Tian, you may have to show your strength and fight for the enemy.
Jiang Tian coldly glanced at Lu Huaxi and St. Joan of Arc and said, "Have you seen enough yet! Go and kill me!"
"Master, you're ready!"
Lu Huaxi was excited, his black wings shook, and he flew out, blocked an angel, and said with a strange smile: "Isn't this Gabriel's Archangel? You are very active when you followed the Holy Church to suppress me! We two
But I haven’t seen each other for a long time, and today I’m intimate and intimate!"
At the same time, he shook his right hand and the God of Death scythe swept through and slashed towards the angel.
As for Saint Joan of Arc, her strength is actually only equivalent to the strength in the early stage of foundation building.
But she was not a saint of light, but a mortal man ascended to heaven, so she was closer to the giants and elves. She was soon elected as the leader by a group of giants and elves and masters of the mortal man, and led a team of people towards her.
The angels covered and killed them.
At this time, Jiang Tian glanced at the angel of wisdom who had retreated several kilometers away, the injured angel, and several other high-level angels.
These angels are the trump card of the Ninth Holy Mountain! Under the Lord of the Holy Mountain, Seraph, they are the strongest.
When they noticed Jiang Tian's coming, they immediately shone brightly, sacrificed magic weapons, condensed the holy light to defend themselves, as if they were facing a great enemy.
"If you don't want to die, just get out!"
Jiang Tian's eyes turned cold and he shouted.
Among the several high-level angels, the angel of wisdom showed gratitude, bowed deeply, put away the magic weapon and left quickly.
The other people's faces turned red and white, as if they were quite humiliated and unwilling, but they also retreated.
The angel who was injured by Jiang Tian before was covered with his broken chest and retreated coldly: "Jiang Taichu, don't be happy too early, the Holy Church will let you go..." At this time, the Holy.
Joan of Arc, Lu Huaxi and others will beat many angels from the Ninth Holy Mountain to the point of falling flowers and flowing water, shouting and killing will shock the earth and soar into the sky.
Huang Ling'er, who was following Jiang Tian, saw this scene and thought to herself, "You said you were not as strong as you can, but you shouldn't escape quickly." What's the use of these nonsense? It will in vainly attract murder."
Sure enough, the angel's words were not finished.
Jiang Tian's face turned cold, his forehead and brow flashed with a golden lake, and his soul-swallowing burst out.
The angel suddenly stiffened his body, his face twisted in pain and hugged his head. With a bang, a blazing light shot out like an arrow from his seven orifices, and then his head exploded with a bang.
A halo stained with blood flew out from his chest and fell into Jiang Tian's hands.
"Continue to kill! If you don't retreat, you will destroy them all!"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly and threw the halo into the Demon Swallowing Gourd.
About a quarter of an hour later.
The angels in the Ninth Holy Mountain were almost slaughtered, and the rest retreated far away and did not dare to stop Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian took out all the halos of all the high-level angels and sacrificed them to the Demon Swallowing Gourd without panic.
Then he looked firmly and coldly at the high temple and continued to move forward.
At this time, Saint Joan of Arc, Lu Huaxi, and many elves, giants, and powerful people among the ordinary people had already highly praised Jiang Tian.
Especially Lu Huaxi, his eyes burst into fanatical admiration, and he admired Jiang Tian very much.
At the beginning, he was still young and fierce, thinking that the Holy Church and the Earth's Holy See were too corrupt. He once gathered tens of thousands of angels to oppose the Holy Church, and wanted to change the kingdom of heaven and become the supreme leader of the saint clan of light and to ascend to the top of the Holy Emperor.
But he was beaten up all over the ground! The ideal is full, and the reality is skinny! Since then, he has realized the power of the Holy Church and is desperate! He never dared to resist anymore, but as a night watchman, he is a slave and a servant
, guard the tenth holy mountain.
Now Jiang Tian has done something he thinks is absolutely impossible. How can he not worship or respect it? "Follow the true god of Taichu, fight into the holy temple, and kill the false god of the Holy Ancestor, and we can call the holy ancestor the saint! Enjoy forever
Holy Light and Blessings!”
Lu Huaxi was very excited, raised the Death Scythe, stepped onto the black unicorn, roared loudly to seduce people, flew out first, and guided everyone to advance towards the direction of the church.
At this time, Jiang Tian's corpse was covered with tens of thousands of angels and powerful people from the Holy Light clan, emitting a huge murderous aura.
Some souls are not dead yet, struggling and howling with terrifying wind, causing the sky and the earth to be dark within ten miles.
The magic word on Jiang Tian’s head absorbed the essence, blood and cultivation of thousands of angels, and continued to expand, like a hill, with blood surging, red clouds surging, and evil energy soaring into the sky, which is clearly visible a hundred miles apart.
It was extremely shocking! This was more intimidating than any words. Some people who intended to kill Jiang Tian were immediately scared to death when they saw this scene, and they were afraid that they would be involved.
And the top powerhouses in the eighth, seventh, and sixth holy mountain actually retreated to the top and did not dare to stop Jiang Tian.
The strong men dispersed and did not fight against Jiang Tian at all.
He plundered wildly all the way and killed everyone he saw. Lu Huaxi was covered in blood, but he was proud.
“Don’t you claim to be the true gods of the Holy Clan?
Why don’t you dare to come out to fight? Trash, garbage!”
"The power of the true god in Taichu is so powerful that it shocks the world of the heavenly kingdom. The ants in the holy mountain are invincible and vulnerable, and they are simply cowards!"
He was like a great demon, roaring with his sword and roaring loudly, shaking ten miles away, and praising Jiang Tian frantically.