"You and me? Can you and I do it?"

Old Demon Zhao frowned.

"It must be done if it doesn't work..."

Rowling said, her eyebrows flashing red, ready for battle.

She also held on forcing her to kill a powerful demigod, how could she not pay the price?

"Old monk, Lao Xue..."

Old Demon Zhao shouted.

"Come and help... Old Lei, you come too."

Swish swish swish swish...

The ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata, the sword god Xue Chunqiu, and the Lei Gong... are all here.

"The demigod strong man... is dead?"

Xue Chunqiu looked at the powerful demigod in the pool of blood, and his eyes flashed. When could he kill the demigod?

"Well, I... looked at Rowling who killed him."

Lao Mo Zhao nodded. He wanted to say "I killed me", but no one believed him.

"His soul is still there, everyone will kill him together."

Rowling stared at the body and said in a deep voice.

"good."

Everyone responded and prepared.

"This rounding is considered as our killing of the demigod, right?"

Lao Mo Zhao asked what he thought of.

“…”

No one paid attention to Zhao Laomo.

Swish.

The angel thorn flashed and headed straight for the corpse on the ground.

Ordinary weapons are difficult to damage the soul in the body, but killing the angel stings of the holy weapon is enough.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have forced the giant strongman to escape before.

The angel thorn penetrated, and a phantom suddenly rose.

boom!

The moment the phantom appeared, Xue Chunqiu and others' attacks came like a storm.

"No……"

Unwilling to accept it, a roar of fear sounded. Even if he was a powerful demigod, he could not withstand so many attacks.

In an instant, the soul was torn apart.

At the moment of tearing, the rules of heaven and earth came, and the soul completely disappeared.

"Dead..."

Rowling breathed a sigh of relief, shook her body a few times, and almost fell down.

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she killed the giant first, and then the demigod... If it weren't for the blood crystal of the Blood Ancestor, she might have fallen long ago.

"Where is Xiao Chen?"

Xue Chunqiu asked.

"My third brother has gone to the sacred mountain of light..."

Lao Mo Zhao lowered his voice and quickly told the story of the creation of the God of Light.

Everyone here is the most trustworthy person, so there is no need to hide it from it.

After hearing what Zhao Laomo said, everyone's faces changed slightly and they looked at the Mount of Light.

Can Xiao Chen face two powerful demigods alone?

"Don't worry, don't you think there is one missing today?"

Zhao Laomo looked at them and said.

"Old patriarch?"

Everyone looked at each other, thought of something, and asked.

"Yes, that old werewolf has been staying in the third brother's bone ring."

Old Mo Zhao nodded.

"Two demigods, he and his third brother are one, just right."

"Xiao Chen was seriously injured..."

Rowling was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, my third brother is lucky and lucky, so it's definitely okay."

Old Demon Zhao smiled.

"Besides, what's the use of worrying about, we can't get in..."

"Um."

Rowling nodded, indeed, they were worried that they would not be able to get in.

"Continue to kill. This battle will destroy the Holy See of Light."

Zhao Laomo said, killing him out.

He has recovered a lot and can fight.

Soon, he killed two top-level strong men... Yes, he didn't plan to kill the giants anymore. With his current state, killing the giants is unstable, and he might be able to make a living.

Therefore, he set his sights on top powerhouses, and it was much easier to kill, mainly...safe.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with bullying top-level strong people with the strength of giants. Whoever killed whom was capable of it.

Xue Chunqiu and others also rushed out one after another.

As these people each committed a powerful enemy, the advantage of the alliance army became even greater.

The strong men of the Holy See of Light were either dead or seriously injured, and were struggling to persevere.

"God of Light, please give me strength!"

Someone yelled and a light rose.

"Don't bother you God of Light, how can he care about you now..."

Amos said, swinging his claws to cover the powerful enemy.

"It's time to end, they're all over..."

Click...

The sound of bone breaking sounded.

"God of Light, please give me strength..."

Such a sound sounded in many places on the battlefield.

This is enough to prove that they can't hold on.

This is their trump card, and it cannot be used in critical moments.

In the distance, several gods from the Holy See also noticed the situation in the City of Light.

Their faces changed, are they going to lose?

Why, Cinier and the others haven't come out yet?

Logically speaking, Sinier and the others should have come out.

Have they all failed?

At least one can succeed?

They wanted to return to the City of Light, but were all stopped.

“It’s not over yet, where are you going?”

The Elf King looked at his opponent and said lightly.

There was a wound on his shoulder, but no blood was flowing out.

And his opponent had a blood hole in his abdomen... There was a white light flowing, and there was no blood dripping.
To be continued...