Chapter 907 Twelve-Winged Angel Statue

The South China Sea of ​​Daxia, where the endless sea surface once existed, has now been transformed into an endless expanse of glaciers in the extreme cold.

Late at night, the wind and snow drifted.

There are no stars or moon in the sky. There is only the shadow of snow between heaven and earth.

The endless goose-feather snow, rotating with the north wind, is raging here, between the sky and the earth.

In the dim world, a beam of purple light suddenly lit up.

As the light shines brightly, it gradually condenses into a tall portal.

A young man in blood armor stepped out of the door.

Behind him, several figures walked out.

In addition to Hong Kai and others, there is also a white-haired old lady, Lao Zhang!

The spatial coordinates transmitted were provided by Lao Zhang.

Zhao Yin did not come directly to the Philippines, but positioned the teleportation coordinates on a glacier thirty miles away from the destination.

In the night, you can faintly see the horizon in the distance, which is obviously higher than the glaciers condensed on the sea surface.

Before the end of the world, it once belonged to Daxia and had a resounding name, Zhenghe Island...

Later it fell into the Philippines and was called Palawan...!

"There is that island ahead, called Palawan, and they are stationed there!"

Lao Zhang looked at the mountains on the island with fear in his eyes.

Although she is now Zhao Yin's slave, her fear of the Angel Clan has not diminished at all.

Zhao Yin opened the Eyes of God and used his vision to the fullest.

His gaze passed through the endless wind and snow and saw a huge statue a hundred meters high, standing on a snow-capped mountain.

The statue is of a beautiful woman, wearing a battle armor, with twelve pairs of wings on her back, she looks like an angel.

Just a statue made Zhao Yin feel incomparable.

God!

According to rumors, the top clan among all clans, a god from the angel clan!

At this moment, Zhao Yin's mind reappeared that the white clothes were unique and unique.

Zhao Yin thought of the contracted beasts dying next to her, and the calmness and sadness that spread across her body...

I also remembered that a big world fell, setting off the wail of war spirits. She was the only one left in the world, still bathed in the world-destroying flames, raising her sword to face the enemy...

Zhao Yin remembered that she was sitting outside the entrance of the mine, holding a crystal ball, her tranquility filled with endless desolation... He remembered the last moment... when Wen Yu came, the last drop of essence and blood transformed into a peerless figure.

She still wielded a peerless sword, shaking the demigods with a drop of blood essence and remnant soul of an SSS-level life...

Zhao Yin also thought of her pleasure in drinking and the words "friend" in her mouth.

In this life, the word friend is too luxurious for Zhao Yin.

He never thought that he would have it, could have it, and deserved it...

Unknowingly, she suddenly appeared in his life... She was as beautiful as a fairy, but it was difficult for Zhao Yin to have any evil thoughts.

She is as powerful as a god, and Zhao Yin has never been afraid of her in the slightest.

Zhao Yin thought, maybe, that should be true friendship.

It turns out that this is how it feels between friends...

She died and would never appear in the world again. Now, Zhao Yin buried her in his heart and sealed her deeply...

At this moment, Zhao Yin's eyes turned red.

The beautiful angel statue gradually became ferocious in his eyes.

It's like turning into a devil and maggots.

At this moment, Zhao Yin thought of his old friends, including the veteran Liu Yi, Lei Bing, Feili, and the evolvers who never asked their names but never returned...

Zhao Yin thought of Lao Laizi and Jiang Shan, and also thought of the countless evolvers who had disappeared from sight.

He thought of his hometown and his former ancestral land...

At this moment, Zhao Yin thought of many things. He understood that if he could not win this battle, he would lose his homeland, his ancestral land... and lose all the memories before the end of the world...

"Xiaoyin!"

Zhao Yin murmured softly.

The power of space surged, and a giant silver wolf took shape.

Xiao Yin immediately felt the solemnity in his master's heart.

"Owner!"

In its cold wolf eyes, endless killing intent and bloodlust also appeared.

"Go! Find out the situation and don't kill at will!" Zhao Yin ordered.

"Understood, Master!"

The next moment, Xiao Yin's figure shrank rapidly and turned into a wolf cub.

The moment he turned on his invisibility, he quickly rushed into the distance.

In the snow, a series of faint small footprints were left.

Zhao Yin stood there, and the next moment, the power of endless space swept across.

A group of more than 13,000 contracted beasts, including Song Xiaodao, Zhou Lili, An Hai's family, and the corpse demon Zhang Jie... all appeared out of thin air.

In the darkness, all the contracted beasts closed their eyes, gathered their breath, and hibernated in this cold world.

Song Xiaodao and others also felt something, but no one spoke.

Just silently, they all took out their weapons.

As for the senior group, as well as the warriors and evolvers in the core of the world, Zhao Yin did not summon them.

Warriors and evolvers cannot be effective in this level of battle.

The 2,800-year-old group that Zhao Yin can rest assured of is also bound by the chains of slavery, making it impossible to compete with the same level.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin organized his supplies.

Take out a large amount of extraordinary food, snake gallbladder, and healing potions, and distribute them to everyone and the contracted beasts.

He fused the soul-stealing scabbard with the extremely demonic sword and carried it on his shoulder.

Five semi-god-level superpower scrolls, life-destroying thunder, are placed in the space bracelet that is most convenient to take out.

Then, Zhao Yin moved his mind, and four white-haired old men appeared in front of him.

All four of them looked around blankly, and some of them subconsciously wanted to escape.

The next moment, Zhao Yin raised his hand and pointed forward.

A golden rule condensed and instantly turned into four small swords.

Although the old men were all SS-level life forms, they did not have any equipment.

With the blessing of Zhao Yin's powerful attributes, they instantly pierced through their eyebrows.

The faces of the four people were still filled with fear, and the pain began to dissipate, and they did not even scream.

"Song Xiaodao, Zhou Lili, my dear grandson!"

Zhao Yin called softly, and before one of the old men fell down, he grabbed the neck of the corpse.

The next moment, the old man's body shrank rapidly, and at the same time, a strong blood and vitality rushed to the enchanted armor on Zhao Yin's body.

Song Xiaodao and the other two immediately came to a corpse respectively, and began to enchant skillfully.

This scene, only watching the old Zhang on the side, shivered all over, and his pants were almost wet.

Hong Kai, Yu Feixing and others on the side, all widened their eyes.

While they were watching with their exploration ability, the attributes of Zhao Yin and the other two and the corpse demon Zhang Jie soared rapidly.

Especially Zhao Yin, who was no longer inferior to SSS-level life at this time!

Only Ye Zang, who had seen how Zhao Yin got the enchanted armor with his own eyes, was relatively calm.

After Zhao Yin was enchanted, he felt the powerful aura brought by the enchanted armor, and held the extreme demon sword that was fused with the soul-devouring scabbard. An unprecedented fighting spirit rose in his heart.

But at this moment, he was still thinking calmly, whether there was anything missing, whether he could be stronger at this moment, making this battle safer?

After Song Xiaodao and others were enchanted, they became quiet.

The wind and snow sobbed, and in the night, between heaven and earth, a wind roll formed, accompanied by the biting snowflakes, raging on the ice field.

As time passed, finally, a slight sound of footsteps was heard.

Xiaoyin was back.