Chapter 903： Flying sword breaks the great bright heaven (5) (1/2)

Under the light and shadow of the sky, the flying sword formed by the blood dragon armor of Xuanming, like a crimson waterfall, stabs towards countless angels in the surrounding bright heaven.

Under the increasing pressure, the black arrogance of Wang Feng's whole body was looming, seeming to be extinguished at any time.

The mental power has been urged to the extreme, causing the pitch black light to cover the entire pupil of Wang Feng.

This move was so powerful that Wang Feng had to take it seriously.

Especially the dark angel martial soul in the sea of ​​knowledge, as if awakened, roared, shaking Wang Feng's spirit.

The power of the seven bloodmarks radiated dazzling light under the roar of the dark angel martial soul.

From a distance, Wang Feng seemed to have seven long rivers of blood flowing.

But now Wang Feng is shrouded by this phantom Great Bright Church, and there is no idea what happened outside.

In addition to Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered, staring deeply at the majestic and magnificent heaven.

This is his strongest move, the power of magical skills, extraordinary. The release conditions are also extremely harsh.

The last phantom can be summoned by the angel holy sword to frighten the enemy.

‘Dark Angel Martial Soul...’

Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with strange light.

As the servant of angel gods, he puts the first place in his heart, naturally the position of god.

The granddaughter has the qualifications to inherit the throne. Then it was his life's desire to let Qian Renxue achieve the status of God.

For this wish, Qian Daoliu did not hesitate to sweep away everything that prevented Qian Renxue from becoming a god.

Wang Feng is not a hindrance to him, to a certain extent, it is also an incentive to Qian Renxue.

Even seeing Qian Renxue become the only obsession because of Wang Feng's death, he was quite relieved.

But it doesn't work anymore.

He used this trick at this moment, intending to use the spirit of the angel **** to probe into the reality of this kid Wang Feng.

What the **** is that dark angel martial soul?

Is it good or bad for Xiaoxue?

Qian Daoliu had already made this plan when he saw Wang Feng was still alive.

A weak spirit of the angel **** is force majeure to mortals.

What's more, that bright heaven is condensed by the power of faith, and it is even more difficult to break without using martial soul and soul power.

Staring at the scenes in the bright heaven, Qian Daoliu's pupils shrank slightly.

I saw that bright heaven.

Countless red-blue flying swords swept through all the angelic shadows like a long river of sunset.

In an instant, those angel phantoms condensed by the power of faith were pierced into countless holes, instantly turned into countless lights and shadows and disappeared in the heaven phantom.

‘What the **** is this kid’s soul bone! ’

Qian Daoliu felt horrified in his heart.

It's not that he has never seen the flying sword, it was once the standard equipment of the white pope.

It was originally jet black.

When I was on Poseidon Island, it turned blue.

Now it has become a red-blue color again, and the increase in power is too exaggerated.

Those angel phantoms are not simple. They are the descendants of angels under the seat of angel gods. They are the powerful men who have the spirit of seraphs in the past. The thoughts gathered after death are gathered in the angel hall of the elder hall.

Qian Daoliu took this as an opportunity and combined with the **** bestowed spirit ring to create this powerful spirit ability.