Chapter 925 King Vs. Four Wings

Over the years, Jia Lan has done a lot of things like spreading faith to weak races, including the human race.

This has never happened before.

He left those 400 angels behind only to temporarily intimidate the 30,000 old people.

In his expectation, as long as the spread of faith is on the right track and the 30,000 old people have tasted the sweetness, there is no need to continue to intimidate.

At that time, the 400 angel subordinates can be called back.

The faith of this planet, where God's grace first came, belongs to the angels...

In order to show the power of the angels, Jia Lan even took out a large number of demigod-level divine power scrolls...

At this moment, Jia Lan was full of anger. For him, the death of 400 capable subordinates in the place where God's grace first came to the human race was a great shame!

If it were spread out, even those two-winged demigod angels would laugh at him secretly!

"Human race, no matter who you are, no matter what method you use, the angel who killed my Jia Lan will be torn into pieces!"

Jia Lan's voice rolled and echoed, sweeping directly into Daxia and Zhongzhou...

The terrifying sound waves caused the land of thousands of miles to shake, and the endless flying snow turned into ice slag...

When the voice fell, he had already arrived above Zhongzhou.

At this moment, in front of the Book King, the forbidden outer boundary map was flowing with blue fluorescence, and the dark vitality was magnificent, as if it contained a million lives.

The sound waves rolled up the Book King, his white hair, revealing his knife-like face, and his white beard was dancing wildly.

His black armor rustled, and the old man raised his hand and shook it forward: "Boundary map!"

The boundary map immediately flew into the hands of the Book King, and the next moment, a large character with a flying dragon and phoenix appeared in the void with the old man's casual stroke...Zhen!

The word "Zhen" with great vitality instantly dissipated into the void, and endless inexplicable rules surged and spread out in all directions.

In an instant, covering a million miles of Daxia, the earth tremor formed by the four-winged angel with divine power suddenly calmed down.

The Book King waved his pen again, and a word "Wind" condensed in the air, and then turned into a magnificent rule.

The wind blew between heaven and earth.

It was not a cold wind, but an extraordinary wind.

Endless vitality evolved into wind elements, turned into a terrifying wind roll, covering the sky and the sun.

It is unknown how many wind blades were contained, and they condensed between heaven and earth in an instant, covering the sky, just like the end of the world, and also ushered in the end of the world.

The terrifying sound of the wind instantly covered the angel's remaining sound.

It rolled towards the four-winged angel Jia Lan who was coming.

At the same time, two wind rules turned into wind wings, which appeared behind the Book King, and his vicissitudes of life slowly took off into the sky.

At this moment, the old man was full of domineering power, overlooking the entire Chinese land and looking at the four-winged angel.

In the eyes of the old man, there was only endless fighting spirit!

Jia Lan waved his hand, and a huge light curtain cut through the entire Zhongzhou, as if the whole world was divided.

The space there was cut into cracks, and the endless wind was blocked outside.

Jia Lan paused and floated in the air.

He looked at the elderly human race who was as tall as him in the snowy night.

"The Book King?"

Jia Lan's eyes showed understanding, as if he finally understood something.

"No wonder my four hundred subordinates died. The human king personally intervened in the affairs of low-level extraordinary civilization?"

This is incredible.

The human race is weak. For millions of years, the endless strategic resources that once existed have been divided up layer by layer.

Now in the ninth battlefield, several major kings of the human race have almost given up everything.

They can barely guarantee the existence of the human race.

Unexpectedly, a human king.

He actually descended on a low-level extraordinary civilization for such a trivial matter...

"Jia Lan, in the Ten Thousand Races Contract, Article 1921, in the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, before the defeat of a tribe's protective army, a demigod or above being who invades the world under the command of another tribe without authorization will implicate the entire tribe and be condemned by all the tribes!"

The voice of the Book King was vicissitudes, and every word was sonorous and powerful.

The Ten Thousand Races Contract can restrain all races, and the top tribe, the Angels, are no exception.

The Ten Thousand Races have always attacked each other. There is not only the Angels, but also many top tribes that are hostile to the Angels.

The words of the Book King made the four-winged angel Jia Lan's expression stiffen.

He took great pains to spread faith from the human race to the human race. Isn't he afraid?

The Ten Thousand Races' Contest is not as simple as saying it. If it is really exposed by the Book King

Even if he is a four-winged angel and has the hope of becoming a god... At that time, in order to calm the anger of all races, the tribe will certainly push him out and kill him!

This kind of thing often happens in history.

Just like the space-based strongest Emma who was just killed by the human race.

Even Emma's former husband, the human king Duke, could not escape death.

Before the survival of the entire race, even the human race, who has always been indecisive, can be so decisive, let alone the angels who have always been known for their cruelty?

At this moment, in Jia Lan's eyes, murderous intent emerged.

"If you stay in the ninth battlefield at ease, due to the constraints of the race, I, as a four-winged angel, cannot easily come to kill you!"

Jia Lan sneered: "You are looking for death!"

"For tens of thousands of years, countless angel demigods have wanted to take my head, and you, Jia Lan, are not the first!"

The Book King said no more, and the map in his hand suddenly glowed with green light.

He wrote quickly in the air, and instantly formed the word "behead"!

At this moment, the terrifying gold rules suddenly came from all directions of the world.

Compared to the previous strokes of the Book King, the rules this time were more intense, and they suddenly increased by more than a hundred times.

He used the power of the forbidden object!

The gold elements in the entire Zhongzhou were instantly drained.

Then, the gold system of the entire Daxia was also surging and coming rapidly...

With the boundary map as the center, it seemed that there was an invisible force forcibly extracting.

It instantly spread to Daxia, spread to the outside of Daxia, and spread to the entire earth...

A sea of ​​gold elements formed above the entire Zhongzhou, setting off monstrous waves, rolling in.

In an instant, it was compressed and condensed to form a monstrous war sword. The terrifying aura moved Jia Lan, and the murderous intent covered the world.

He suddenly slashed at the four-winged angel Jia Lan with a sword!

This sword was like the creation of the world. A space crack of a hundred miles long spread in the space, revealing the nothingness outside the world...

Bang!

The light curtain barrier that Jia Lan had previously released casually was like paper, and was immediately cut by a sword.

The overwhelming sword intent, with an unstoppable momentum, slashed towards Jia Lan's head...

At this moment, Jia Lan's eyes also showed a solemnity.

He waved his hand to take out a cross sword, and endless divine patterns flowed, forming a series of angelic phantoms.

One of the phantoms had six wings on its back!

The phantom of a quasi-god!

The quasi-god has glimpsed the true meaning of the life of the gods, and only one step away from entering the realm of gods!

Although it was just a phantom, the level of life it exuded was far beyond that of the four-winged angel.

As Jia Lan raised his sword to block, the phantom of the six-winged angel turned into a giant, stretched out his hand to the golden giant sword, and grabbed it.

Crack!

The palm of the six-winged angel's phantom shattered, and then it was chopped on the head by the golden giant sword.

There was another cracking sound, and the whole phantom, like a giant ceramic, cracked and shattered, withered between heaven and earth, and endless rules were scattered in the wind and snow.

At the same time, a crack appeared on the demigod-level cross sword in Jia Lan's hand.

Boom!

The next moment, the golden giant sword fell on the cross sword, and the line of division expanded instantly, and then... a demigod-level sword was cut in half!

At this moment, the four-winged angel Jia Lan retreated violently, and the golden giant sword, close to his nose, slashed down.

Dangerous!

When the golden giant sword dissipated, a drop of golden blood flowed along his nose.

Jia Lan's face was already pale, and he looked at the broken sword in his hand with more heartache.

"Among the five kings, the writer is the weakest. Why did you reach the strength of a quasi-god with this attack?"

"Is it the pen in your hand, the legendary human taboo...?"

"I understand!"

The next moment, Jia Lan seemed to be relaxed again as if he was an angel.

"Writer, with such a sacrifice, how many attacks can you make the taboo object make?"