Chapter 902： Angel **** phantom! (four) (2/2)

Similar to the previous time in the Star Dou Great Forest, in Tang San's Seagod Trident, the Seagod phantom appeared and awarded Tang San the Golden Thirteen Halberds.

At this time, this ancient bright heaven also gave Wang Feng that feeling.

This shocking scene showed the power and horror of being a peerless Douluo!

As the servant of angel gods, Qian Daoliu can also draw on the power of gods.

The angel holy sword in his hand also turned into a stream of light and flew above the bright heaven.

A figure wearing a golden armor with wings and wings appeared on the bright heaven, suddenly holding the angel's holy sword, standing in the void exuding peerless power.

The next moment.

The majestic and magnificent bright heaven locked everything down with a force of overwhelming the void, and suddenly fell on Wang Feng.

Wang Feng snorted.

The body trembled slightly.

I felt as if there was a thousand-foot high mountain pressing on my body, and I was enveloped by this great bright heaven in an instant!

The figure disappeared!

That terrifying power made Wang Feng feel like he was facing the phantom of the Seagod in the Star Dou Forest.

Magical skills.

Is this the magical skill of angel gods?

Wang Feng's heart was shocked, and he looked around. In the ring-shaped building made of pure white layer after layer, an angel life with wings on the back stood solemnly and solemnly in the void, consolidating himself.

Their bodies are all ghosts.

At this moment, each one exudes a unique breath.

Although it is far less than the phantom of the Shanghai God, there are many people at this time, and together, they are not much worse.

Looking at myself again, I was on a cross, with golden rays of light, which bound my whole body.

It seems to be going on trial.

It was completely different from that on Poseidon Island.

The momentum is also different!

”Father, it's still strong.”

Wang Feng murmured.

Wanting to use Qian Daoliu as a tool for comparison of strengths, it seems that he is inflated.

Wang Feng looked around and looked at the countless angels in the center of this bright heaven. They were all phantoms, but they were extremely real.

As if it really exists.

At this time.

In Wang Feng's sight, at the top of the phantom of Bright Heaven, that figure was a golden figure wearing armor and holding an angel holy sword.

That angel holy sword, in his hand, seemed to be countless times larger!

‘Is this an angel god? ’

Wang Feng looked at that phantom. Compared to the phantom of the Seagod, it was slightly worse~~ But how can a mortal be resisted by a god’s spirit?

He holds the holy sword of angels, all the angels in heaven are like him, and raises the holy sword in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he held his sword and fell, and slashed towards Wang Feng, as if he wanted to kill all the evil in Wang Feng's body!

And all the phantoms of the angels in the heaven, as if they agreed, slashed towards Wang Feng directly towards the countless golden long swords.

”Xuanming Feijian!”

Wang Feng let out a violent cry, and the scarlet-blue flying sword under his feet turned into countless long swords at this moment!

Spiritual power was poured on Feijian, although there was no spirit power, Wang Feng could not use the Seven Kills Sword Art.

But just relying on mental power to drive, it is enough!

As if ten thousand swords returned to the sect, they slashed towards the countless angel phantoms around...

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