unscrupulous angel

Outside the psychedelic formation, the faces of Bellinger, Angela, Alastor, Kentoni, and Carmel also became extremely ugly at this time.

The psychedelic array arranged by the gangster is really awesome. Even Angela and Bellinger, who have pseudo-god-level cultivation, cannot successfully break the psychedelic array.

However, the psychedelic array is not a panacea after all.

The appearance of Dan Jie was not covered up by the psychedelic array.

Bellinger, Alastor and the others looked up at the billowing calamity cloud in the sky, their hearts raised in their throats.

Even Angela is the same.

Although she believed in the big hooligan, believing and worrying were completely different things.

"It's too late, it's really too late now!" Carmel said with a tight brow and couldn't help sighing heavily.

Bellinger couldn't help but sigh again and again, and said: "Now, we can only trust him. With this psychedelic formation, even if we want to help him, we can't do it."

"No, it's best not to do this, he doesn't need our help." Angela shook her head and said seriously, "This is his own decision, we must respect his decision."

Bellinger, Kentoni and the others looked at each other, and they couldn't help sighing again.

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Inside the psychedelic array, the big hooligan suddenly raised his head and let out a terrifying roar.

Since Tiandao sincerely wants to have trouble with him, then he doesn't have to be polite.

Meow meow, he wants to see what the heavens can do to him!

That bastard Tiandao has repeatedly troubled him, but now, isn't he still alive and well?

If there is anyone in this world who is not afraid of heaven, that person is definitely a hooligan!

The big rogue grasped the void with his right hand, and the Heavenly Sword appeared in his right hand.

With the saber in hand, the gangster's aura instantly changed.

If the big hooligan before was a treasured sword that had never come out of his body, then the big gangster now is a treasured sword out of its sheath!

The surging fighting spirit, fierce murderous aura, and absolute sharpness!

"Heavenly Dao, don't you want to play me to death?! Come on, come here! I want to see, are you playing me to death, or I am playing you to death!"

The big hooligan raised the Tianjue sword in his hand, aiming at the billowing cloud in the sky with the tip of the sword, and roared in a cold voice.