Underworld Pass

Under the watchful eyes of all the angels, the proud high-ranking angel high priest Andy just disappeared without leaving the godhead. It can be said that he was completely wiped out from the entire world.

This scene came so suddenly that the group of people present couldn't accept it.

"This--"

"impossible--"

"Although the other party is a genius, but, this is too perverted. Compared with the few geniuses we saw before, it seems to be a little different—"

For a moment, many four-winged angels present couldn't help screaming, but even more sensible people turned around and started running almost immediately.

Wouldn't it be stupid to stand with an opponent who dared to crush and kill their high priest in front of them, and stay here, so why not save food delivery?

If one ran away, there would naturally be another one. In the ten seconds or so after Andy's death, nearly a hundred angels present almost ran away without leaving a single one.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said, "Come out, join me, and have a good fight!"

As Ye Fan's words fell, the other black Ye Fan who had fought with him in the Taiji diagram at the beginning, whether it was skin or clothes, etc., was terribly black, just stood up, holding Subhuti and Longya in his hand, and under Ye Fan's spiritual infusion, he fiercely rushed towards the group of four-winged angels who were fleeing for their lives.

bang bang bang bang-

Following the transmission of four terrifying sound waves, a huge invisible cage imprisoned nearly a hundred four-winged angels who wanted to escape almost invisible.

And in this cage, Ye Fan, who was covered in pitch black, walked towards them step by step with a smile on his hands, holding Longya and Subhuti.

"How to do?"

"I can't break through this space wall!"

"What can I do, fight him!"

"I hope the other high priests can come as soon as possible!"

These nearly a hundred angels all hit a wall on the way forward, trying to break through the cage of time and space one by one as much as possible. However, with their current strength alone, they simply cannot break through the cage set by Ye Fan who has blessed two Dao fruits.

He could only be trapped, and the most hateful thing was that another black figure, who looked exactly like Ye Fan, was rushing towards him with Longya and Subhuti in his arms.

kill--

A battle that was close to massacre was shown in the eyes of Ye Fan outside. Seeing the eighth-level angels in the hands of his yin and yang avatar, they couldn't even last two rounds before being wiped out. It was almost an interpretation of violent aesthetics. Even Ye Fan felt a little excited after watching it.

It's just that the only fly in the ointment is that the blood of these angels is all light gold in color, not blood red. If it is blood color, it may be more perfect.

Lit a cigarette, looked at Ye Fan, who was still fighting, and looked towards the holy mountain not far away. There, several figures were rushing towards him at high speed, hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye.

Especially when Ye Fan saw these figures, he rushed to the space barrier immediately, and saw a group of eighth-level angels in the cage being strangled by Yin-Yang clones, each with ferocious and angry faces, Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckled.

It's not that Ye Fan is cruel, but Ye Fan doesn't have any psychological burden to kill such an opponent.

This person walked through the blood and fire, whose hands are clean? Killing and being killed is just a matter of whether one has the awareness. At this point, if one really does not even have the awareness, then to be honest, death would be in vain.

"Break it!"

There was a blond-haired and blue-eyed seraph holding a warhammer in his hand. He was very strong, like a strong man. He raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it at the space barrier in front of him.

bang——

With a loud bang, only the space in front of it could be seen, like a broken glass, began to produce incomparable cracks.

Just when he raised the sledgehammer and was about to strike the second time, who knew that there was a figure in the mirror, suddenly there was an angel soaked in blood, rushing forward, wanting to ask for help.

The pitch-black Ye Fan, standing next to the angel for help behind the mirror, smiled charmingly at the seraph holding a warhammer, and the dragon tooth in his hand mercilessly plunged into the four-winged angel's head.

"Do not--"

The seraph roared and threw the hammer over, but at the moment when he was dazed, the mirror wall of the entire space returned to its original state, as if the hammer he had just tried his best was like a joke. When he smashed it again, although there were traces of shattering, but when he raised the hammer again, the mirror surface returned to its original state.

"Don't waste your energy, it's hopeless—"

Another female angel came over, holding a snow-white magic staff in her hand. She didn't look at the black Ye Fan who was a yin and yang avatar, but turned to Ye Fan's real body standing in the air with a cigarette in his mouth not far away, and said, "That one is our opponent!"

"Ok?"

The eyes of this Hercules-like seraph with a hammer in his hand suddenly shifted his eyes, but the scene of nearly a hundred angels being slaughtered almost under retaliation would involuntarily reverberate in his mind.

So much so that when he looked at Ye Fan, his eyes showed a fierce look, but it seemed that even if he killed Ye Fan's real body, the group of angels would not be able to survive.

The godheads were ruthlessly taken away, even if Jehovah came in person, they could no longer save their lives.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Everything, for glory!"

With a low growl, the seraphim holding the warhammer in his hand, grabbed the golden warhammer, and rushed towards Ye Fan from an area several miles away.

Ye Fan couldn't help but smile slightly, and snapped his fingers for this blind seraph who was a bit too loyal and pounced on him.

All I could see was a terrifying coffin falling from the sky at high speed.

It was a huge sarcophagus hundreds of meters long, and there were countless ferocious beasts depicted on it, roaring up to the sky or crawling to rest, each of them was lifelike, like a living thing, and as the huge coffin fell down, the target was unbiased, and it hit the archangel holding the hammer at a near-extreme speed.

But just when the coffin was about to fall, he raised his head and saw the horrified Archangel of Warhammer. Suddenly, a white holy light emerged from the head of the archangel, and unexpectedly resisted the falling trend of the sarcophagus.

"Thanks, Tana!"

The archangel holding the war hammer glanced gratefully at the female seraph holding the staff at the beginning, and after calling out, he rushed towards Ye Fan again.