Chapter 2802 This Is the Enemy of the Angel Race

Boom~~

However, when the Yellow Spring Holy Water penetrated into the deepest part of these three exquisite holy artifacts, it immediately touched a mysterious spiritual imprint, which seemed to be an incomparably complicated angel rune. light.

Even Xia Ping can perceive the incomparable danger of such a spiritual imprint, which is many times more terrifying than the spiritual imprint left by the invincible saint.

If it is an ordinary method, it is impossible to remove such a spiritual brand, but under the corrosion of the Yellow Spring Holy Water, even the soul of the devil can melt, and there is no spiritual brand that cannot be removed.

zizi~~~zizi~~

In an instant, clouds of white smoke emerged from such a white ball of light, and it seemed that there were bursts of shrill screams from the depths of the white ball of light, as if hundreds of millions of angels were roaring, and it seemed like countless demons were shouting. .

Vaguely, a terrifying mass of angelic energy seemed to emerge from the depths of the white ball of light, which seemed to communicate with an unknown existence in the void of the universe.

Boom!

But in the next second, the Yellow Spring Holy Water penetrated, and this connection was completely interrupted in an instant.

It seems that at this moment, an angry roar came from the depths of the void, which made people tremble.

"impossible!"

Seeing this scene, Archangel Ludwig's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he saw.

Because these three unparalleled holy artifacts not only have the spiritual imprint of their demigod-level angels, but also the imprint of the Lord, even if the invincible saint takes them away, it is impossible to refine them.

They are also incredibly confident.

But the scene that is happening now has almost collapsed their beliefs, and I don't know what this human being has done to even remove the mark of the Lord.

This is simply incredible.

"Damn, what did this human do to these three exquisite sacred artifacts?"

Archangel Helmut clenched his fists, bewildered, even if he killed it, he couldn't understand why there was a way to remove the mark left by the Lord on the supreme sacred artifact.

If there is the mark of the Lord left on it, then no matter where these three exquisite sacred artifacts go, they will be found by the Angels, and they will always return to the Angels.

Sometimes they even deliberately leave the weapons of the angel family and let other enemies pick it up, so that they can know where the enemy's nest is based on the mark of the angel family's weapons, so as to destroy them in one fell swoop.

This can be regarded as a method unique to the Angels. Countless races know that taking away the Magical Treasures of the Angels is useless, and may cause huge troubles instead.

"This human being is the enemy of my angel race!"

Archangel Goebbels' pupils shrank, murderous.

Because similar things have never been discovered, if this human being has mastered the method of clearing the mark of the Lord, it will be a disaster for the angel race.

In other words, this guy can arbitrarily deprive their angels of the privilege of using angelic weapons, or even take them for themselves, which is a major blow to the angels.

Such a thing is simply unheard of, unseen.

"Nice magic weapon."

With a big wave of his hand, Xia Ping immediately placed these three unowned sacred artifacts in the world of Shanhaijing. He had already seen the power of these three superior sacred artifacts from the angel race. is extraordinary.

Although they are not comparable to the divine artifact on his body, they are quite incredible. Even among the peak races, there are not too many exquisite artifacts.

"Human Fengdu, you are courting death."

"Hand over my clan's unparalleled sacred artifact immediately, otherwise our angel clan will never die with you."

"Hand over it and die for me."

When the three angels Ludwig, Goebbels, and Helmut saw that Xia Ping actually took away these three exquisite sacred artifacts as their own treasures, they were immediately furious and furious.

They felt an unprecedented anger,

It's as if a lot of flesh has been cut off from the body, which is simply heart-wrenching.

"Never die? The next time we meet, is when your angels perish."

Xia Ping glanced at the three angels lightly.

He doesn't care about any thoughts of these three angels at all. If he dares to kill himself, he is already immortal. Is he still polite to the other party? !

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, his figure flashed, and he immediately fled towards the distance, with a very fast speed.

To tell the truth, he doesn't want to fight anymore. Don't look at the fact that he had the upper hand just now, pressing the three demigod angels to fight, but in fact, he was already at the end of the fight.

After all, using an artifact consumes too much the power of the world on him, and he still uses his full strength. After several attacks, the power of the world on him will be consumed by seven to eighty-eight.

If it is an ordinary ancient saint, it is estimated that it is difficult to activate the artifact. After all, according to the power of the world on them, it is estimated that they cannot support an attack of the artifact.

Only Xia Ping, an immemorial saint with incredible mana in his body, could squander several divine weapon attacks like this, but he couldn't continue squandering it.

If he continues to fight, before killing these three demigod-level angels, I am afraid that he will not have any mana on him.

Not to mention the existence of a mysterious powerhouse behind these three demigod angels, who knows what trump cards these demigod angels have yet to use.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Xia Ping felt that he had gained a lot of benefits this time, and there was no need to continue to entangle with this group of demigod-level angels.

"Fengdu of the human race, don't go if you have one!"

The three angels Ludwig, Goebbels, and Helmut were shocked and angry. They didn't expect the bastard to run away in a blink of an eye, and immediately exerted full speed to try to catch up.

But Xia Ping's speed is too fast and too fast, not much slower than these demigod-level angels, and a single thought can teleport tens of millions of light-years.

In addition, he has mental calculations and no intentions, as well as the assistance of Wuxiang mask, which can easily hide his breath.

In just a few breaths, he suddenly disappeared within the perception range of the three angels.

"How can this kid be so fast? Faster than our demigods?"

Archangel Ludwig's face changed, and within his perception range, he couldn't sense Xia Ping's qi.

It was not reconciled, it scanned the perception back and forth, penetrated every dimension of time and space, and searched in a carpet style, but there was no way to do it. It seemed that this kid disappeared out of thin air.

"This human being is too evil."

Archangel Goebbels' eyes showed a hint of coldness: "I think this human being may not only obtain the inheritance of the God of War, but also the inheritance of other gods?!"

He exuded bursts of strong murderous aura, and said his guess.

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