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And the true unity of heaven, spirit, soul, and body is the supreme existence, destroying all things invisible, and even ignoring the laws of heaven and earth.

There is no doubt that the Angel of Light has inherited part of the combat power of the perfect body of the Heavenly Dao, and has mastered the power that belongs exclusively to the Heavenly Dao, that is, dignity.

No one can desecrate the dignity, the supreme glory.

The angel of light in front of me gave me the feeling that I was facing a great enemy before she opened her eyes. Once she opened her eyes, I don't know how severe the pressure of spiritual thoughts will be.

My heart became more and more frightened, and the pressure from the Angel of Light was really too great.

The more panicked, the more overwhelmed.Facing the holy and perfect face of the angel of light, I couldn't even get a little bit of fighting spirit.

In the past, I have said countless blasphemous words, and I carried the devil's soul-calling banner to fight against the heavens on behalf of all living beings, but when I faced the light angel, a thought that should not be profaned came into my heart.

This is an extremely dangerous thing. Could it be that just an angel of light can destroy all my courage?

If so, how can I fight against Heaven in the future?

The holy face became more and more vivid, and then the golden eyelashes of the angel of light began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this, the fallen angels and seraphim knelt down, even though they were supreme, they still did not dare to meet the gaze of the angel of light.

Seeing the face of the light angel becoming more and more vivid, the sacred aura hit my face, as if it could directly enter the depths of my soul.

My soul body began to tremble slightly, and I actually had an urge to surrender.

Just then, I heard someone calling my name from the bottom of my heart.

With all my strength, I turned around and looked at Jian Jia.

Jian Jia has been oppressed by the coercion of the angel of light, unable to stand up, kneeling on the ground with one knee, her eyes bleeding.

Her eyes couldn't be opened anymore, but when I looked at her, she still tried hard to open them, blood and tears poured out again.

Jian Jia's mouth was moving, I couldn't hear her words, but I could recognize it from the shape of her lips.

"Ghosts and gods are dark, think about yourself."

This is what Jian Jia told me with blood and tears, reminding me of my identity, I am the Patriarch of Demon Dao.

I don't lack fighting strength, but I just temporarily lose my courage.

These eight words finally brought back my courage.

With the recovery of courage, I began to gather sword intent again in my heart.

The dim brilliance of Buzhou Mountain's sword shadow began to activate, trembling in my hands with excitement.

The sword is also psychic, it knows what I'm going to do.

At this time, the light angel's eyelashes trembled a few times, as if he could open his eyes at any time.

I'm not in a hurry, I'm waiting for the moment when she opens her eyes.I want to return all the fear she gave me to her. Only in this way can I completely overcome the demons just now.

Finally, the light angel slowly opened his eyes.

These are a pair of golden pupils that can make anyone intoxicated, with divine light flowing like stars.

So beautiful, so divine.

And the indifference in his eyes was also extremely cruel.

His eyes were fixed on my face, and there was a strong smile on the corner of his mouth, whether it was contempt, ridicule, or something else.

However, when her eyes shifted to the Buzhou Mountain sword shadow in my hand, her golden eyebrows frowned, and her eyes turned into chills, naked murderous intent!

And what I've been waiting for is this moment!

Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed at the light angel's eyebrows with all his strength.

"you dare!"

Accompanied by the light angel's angry reprimand, Bu Zhou Shan's sword slashed at the vital point between her eyebrows!

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7 Chapter Twenty

The Angel of Light himself was not fully summoned, and what was summoned in the golden vortex was only a part of her sacred image, but this already represented all her power, because almost all of her divine thoughts were poured into the image.

Regrettably, because the real deity did not come here completely, she has supernatural power but no combat power to block my sword.

The holy pupil glared at me, but unfortunately, at this time, I have fully awakened.

There is no regret in the sword, I am the patriarch of the devil!

There was a sudden shock, and Bu Zhoushan slashed fiercely between the light angel's eyebrows.

As if a piece of golden amber had been chopped into pieces, the divine radiance scattered in all directions.

Angel of Light only had time to let out a furious roar before his golden face was crushed by Bu Zhoushan's epee.

"I remember you, Patriarch of Demon Dao." Before the light angel withdrew, he sent a sound transmission of divine thoughts to my heart.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

A sword sliced ​​through the face of the Angel of Light, and the sword of Buzhou Mountain made an excited metallic clang.

This is blatant blasphemy, and the blasphemy is still the most honorable daughter of heaven in the kingdom of heaven. The whole kingdom of heaven will be ashamed of what happened today!

Just now she planted the seeds of fear in my heart with her supreme power, and my sword is enough to regain the lost dignity, but I don't know if it will leave the same shadow on her heart.

The mirror image of the angel of light was destroyed, and the army of the kingdom of heaven seemed to be shocked, and could no longer stabilize the army.

Noble and unparalleled, the proud daughter of heaven.The sacred face was chopped off with a sword, and then they were expelled from the demon world, which made them unable to understand and fell into endless panic.

The Fallen Angel and Seraph looked at me with anger and hatred.

"Patriarch of the Devil Dao, do you know what you did? You actually blasphemed the Angel of Light!" The Fallen Angel roared at me.

"What's the matter?" I said lightly.

"Not only have you lost your last chance for redemption, but you and your family and friends will be cursed by the Dao of Heaven. Patriarch of the Dao of Demons, what awaits you is only endless regret and despair!" Seraph glared at me and said.

"Hehe, I think it's you who should be most afraid of now!"

After finishing speaking, I raised the sword of Buzhou Mountain again.

My soul is tall and majestic, and it is ten thousand feet long, while the mirror image of Buzhou Mountain's sword shadow is forty-eight thousand feet long.