Chapter 1506 Welcome to Hell (Part 2)

"You use Qianhuan, I'll attack!" Jiang Mo said to the opposite clone while hitting.

"OK!" Only when I face myself can I say some words that people don't understand.

At this time, the avatar was attacking with all its strength, and didn't care about its own casualties at all. Qianhuan's attack circled three directions tightly, and Mikgard didn't even have a chance to dodge left and right.

And Jiang Mo's attack undoubtedly fell on the avatar.

But the avatar is an avatar, a victim of Jiang Mo. Although it is ruthless to make such a move, the guy opposite is a fourteenth-level highgod, and Jiang Mo dare not be careless.

It was precisely because the avatar had a death-defying style of play that forced Mikgard to have no chance to dodge, which gave Jiang Mo a more comfortable attack angle.

The Wraith Blade ruthlessly sliced ​​through Mikgaard's body, and the golden blood unique to the angel race flowed all over Mikigaard's body.

"No...! You can't kill me!" Mikigaard wailed in pain. Unlike the previous insistence, the current Mikigaard really couldn't hold on anymore!

"I'm sorry, my Lord Archangel, you go to die!"

Jiang Mo suddenly took a step forward, and the Wraith Blade in his hand directly pierced Mirkgard's lower abdomen.

"Ah...!" Jiang Mo roared angrily, while rushing forward, the Wraith Blade in his hand kept slashing upwards vigorously.

"Pfft...!" The two halves of the corpse flew out, and Mikgard was cut into two by Jiang Mo!

Jiang Mo clasped his hands together, and slowly merged into two groups of black dense fog on his hands. This is not attack magic, but some abilities of the Hades in this world, polluting the soul!

The angel clan can evolve the soul, and the Ming clan can pollute the soul. Ordinary people don't need to do this. Even the knights of the Holy See will go to hell after death, but the angel clan can't.

But once the soul is polluted, the souls of the angel race can no longer wander in the God Realm, but fall directly into hell.

After Jiang Mo finished everything, he directly confiscated Mikgaard's godhead, turned around and looked at the opposite side.

The three of them fought together, and each was injured. Among them, Xue Qiangwei seemed to have lost an arm, while Bai Mo had two blood holes on his chest, which looked quite serious.

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth and shook his heart: "Sister Qiangwei, I'm here!"

Jiang Mo rushed over directly, blocked Bai Mo's attack, and freed Xue Qiangwei to deal with Nuoen.

This time, Xue Qiangwei's pressure was greatly relieved, but Bai Mo also relaxed a lot.

In just a few rounds, Jiang Mo was sent flying by Bai Mo's punch, spouting a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

"Jiang Mo?"

Xue Qiangwei must protect herself, the God of Wealth!

"Hmph! Little bastard, do you think you can face a divine master? You're looking for death!"

Bai Mo and Nuo En rushed over directly, this Jiang Mo, making a move at this time is simply a burden, why not let Xue Qiangwei fight by himself!

However, Jiang Mo threw out a portal and said, "Go back to the city! Hurry up!"

As soon as the words came out, he got up and rushed directly into the portal.

Xue Qiangwei quickly followed, and rushed directly into the portal with Jiang Mo in his arms.

"Want to run?" Bai Mo and Nuo En punched together, directly hitting Xue Qiangwei on the back, and they also chased in at the same time.

"Boom!" Jiang Mo smashed the portal with a punch, lowered his head, and laughed.

"Hehe...! Welcome to hell...!"