blood record

Chapter 850 The fifth breath of God?

The primordial spirit of Qingtian patriarch was burning fiercely, almost all the monks of the Tenglong tribe saw it, and there was an unconcealable shock in their eyes, even Qingtian patriarch was forced to burn the primordial spirit, which is enough to see now How critical the situation is.

The eight-winged angel of the royal family didn't want to waste any more time, a smirk appeared on his face, and with a big hand, he was about to shatter the primordial spirit of Patriarch Qingtian, and he also wanted to hold the dragon soul scepter in his hand.With this grasp, the sky was filled with intense holy light, almost depressing to the point of breathlessness.

But at this moment, a turning point finally appeared, and a huge palm suddenly appeared from the void. This palm was jade-colored, shining with jade-like light, and what was even more frightening was that the palm exuded The aura is even more profound, as if a real god has descended into the world. Even this eight-winged angel of the royal family is full of awe and fear in his heart.

"Boom" [

The huge forces collided with each other, and the jade hand was not damaged in any way. On the contrary, the body of the royal eight-winged angel retreated again and again, and the shock on his face could not be concealed.

"Who? Who is it?"

Everyone looked towards the void. At this time, in the void, there stood a stalwart existence far away. The whole body of this stalwart existence shone with sacred light, and the overwhelming tyranny was like the breath of a god.

This is the real breath of the gods, without any falsehood.

Only Patriarch Qingtian, with an inconceivable expression on his face at this moment, he could see clearly, even though this person was shrouded in divine light, he could still see clearly, this person was clearly Yang Yi who had disappeared.

He originally thought that Yang Yixiao had disappeared, but he didn't expect to return at this moment, and the aura around him shocked even him, as if there was a thought in his heart that he was about to bow down immediately.

"Even if you comprehend the heart of fire, it's just a mere mid-stage Tianzun. Why does it have such a terrifying power? Just like a real god?"

The patriarch Qingtian would never have thought that when Yang Yi appeared again, he would appear in such a powerful way.

The person who appeared suddenly was Yang Yi. Without hesitation, he exuded the divinity of Amara in his body. Ordinarily the most tyrannical existence.

The breath of God, God is supreme, no one can blaspheme the majesty of God!

The sudden change not only shocked the eight-winged angel of the royal family, but even the very mysterious archangel of the royal family, Mo Jin of this generation, who had been sitting in the chariot all this time, suddenly flew over in the chariot.

"whoosh"

The huge chariot descended directly on the side of the royal octopus with power that could not be resisted, and then a ray of light suddenly appeared in the chariot, and a shining golden light appeared in the void, with a full body behind it. An angel with five pairs of wings, five pairs of wings, is a ten-winged angel. This is the most powerful angel among angels, and it is also the limit of angels. It is called an archangel.

Moreover, these five pairs of wings have completely turned into golden brilliance. Just by looking casually, one can tell that the royal bloodline he inherited is obviously much stronger than the eight-winged angel of the royal family. This is Mo Jin of this generation.

At this time, Mo Jin's heart was also full of shock. Maybe others didn't know it, but he knew it very well, because he had felt the first generation of Mo Jin of Mo Jin, that is, the god of Mo Jin, He couldn't be mistaken for the real breath of the gods.

At this time, the aura emanating from Yang Yi's body is the pure aura of gods and spirits, absolutely nothing else. Although the aura is much weaker than the aura of the ink-gold god, a god is a god, and he will always be stronger than an ant, enough to overlook all No matter what, Mo Jin never imagined that there would be a god appearing.

However, this god looks a little weird, but he can't tell where there is something weird.

Gradually, the golden light dissipated, and Yang Yi's figure was finally revealed. At this time, everyone in the Tenglong tribe looked puzzled but unbelievable.

"This...is this Elder Yang?" [

"It seems to be Elder Yang, but the aura just now was too domineering. How could Elder Yang have such a domineering aura?"

"Elder Yang has disappeared for a long time. Even if his cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds, he will not be able to knock away the eight-winged angel of the royal family with one blow. This is really too monstrous."

"Maybe Elder Yang got an adventure that we can't even imagine. No matter what, Elder Yang is a friend rather than an enemy. Our Tenglong tribe may be saved."

Yang Yi is definitely not a stranger in the Tenglong tribe. In the last attack of the angel army, Yang Yi showed extraordinary means, so he is well-known in the Tenglong tribe. The person who shone with divine light was connected with Yang Yi.

Not only the Tenglong tribe, in the angel army, there are also people who know Yang Yi, that is, the seraphim Lutera and Lotus. The two of them personally led the army to attack the Tenglong tribe last time, but they were defeated by Yang Yi. A good thing happened, so I was very impressed.

"Lord Mo Jin, this person is called Yang Yi. Originally, he was only a two-winged angel, and his strength can rival the peak of a four-winged angel, but he suddenly became so weird this time."

Lotus said hastily.

"Huh? Is what you said true?"

Mo Jin frowned, as if he didn't believe it. After all, the aura on Yang Yi's body was real and fake. No one would have thought that he was just a monk in the early stage of Tianzun before.

Lu Tesi hurriedly pulled Lutera over, and the two said together: "We can be sure that this person is Yang Yi, who fought against us a few months ago, and his overall strength can only be compared to the peak of the four-winged angel."

After receiving affirmative answers from the two, Mo Jin frowned even deeper.

The royal eight-winged angel's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "But that palm just now was really ferocious, and it also had an awe-inspiring majesty that made people feel more than fear, just like the ink of my Mo Jin lineage." Like the god of gold, there is absolutely nothing wrong with such an aura."

The eight-winged angel of the royal family said with certainty, how could it be possible for a person who can unleash such a blow to be just a mere existence comparable to the peak of the four-winged angel?

"Okay, don't argue any more, don't you know if I try it?"

Mo Jin's face darkened, he suddenly raised his head to look at Yang Yi, and with one big hand, the whole sky seemed to be darkened in an instant, and the palm that covered the sky and the earth directly slapped Yang Yi.

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