Chapter 1862

"Alice, let's go."

Smell speech Alice's face becomes gloomy, "shut up."

"Alice, if Ye Hao rises, it will not be good for our angel family." The strong man of the dark angel clan can't help saying.

"I said shut up." Alice was angry. "Didn't I hear you?"

The other side was silent for a moment, or he made a move.

A terrible light came.

There was a look of surprise and anger in Alice's eyes.

Angry is that the half God did not listen to their own words, surprised is Ye Hao's face did not change.

This is the top strike of the demigod!

How could Ye Hao not have looked like this!

The moment that the holy light was about to fall on Ye Hao, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face appeared beside him.

The middle-aged raised his hand and broke the holy light, and then his eyes burst out with a terrible God.

"Damn you."

As soon as the voice dropped, the middle-aged man turned to Kingsley.

The fire was blazing.

Burning mountains and sea!

Kingsley just felt his whole body was on fire.

The terrible heat broke his holy power shield in an instant.

Their own flesh and blood are smoking.

Kingsley's eyes were frightened.

This skill is too strong and overbearing.

Kingsley felt surrounded by flames on all sides.

I want to charge, but I have no direction.

But Kingsley knew that if he didn't break through, he might really fall here.

Kingsley took a random direction and broke through.

When breaking through the encirclement, the fire rushed wildly.

Kingsley endured the pain of his heart and rushed to the outside world with a feeling of survival.

Alice's eyes widened when she saw Kingsley.

How could Kingsley be a demigod at this time?

One pair of wings was broken, the other was roasted, and there were not many pieces of good meat all over the body.

It looks like a burnt roast chicken.

"Kill." The middle-aged scar once again urges the secret script of the divine skill, Da RI palm.

The difference is that this time is not a large-scale attack. Scar's middle-aged man integrates the big sun palm technique into this one.

"Stop it. It's a misunderstanding." Alice changed color.

The scar of the hand has reached the third level in middle age.

It upset Alice.

Not to mention that the opponent is probably using divine level skills now.

But the middle-aged scar did not intend to stop.

With a bang, Kingsley slaps scar in mid air.

When Kingsley staggered back, he felt a terrible burning force coming from the palm of his hand, which burned his meridians in an instant.

Kingsley found this extremely difficult when he wanted to run holy power.

Brush!

There was a flash of light in Kingsley's eyes, and then he saw his body not far away.

What's the situation?

What did Kingsley realize the next moment?

His head was cut off?

When Kingsley was frightened, an overbearing heat burned his head.

Before three breaths, Kingsley was completely unconscious.

"You." Alice looked at the scar and said angrily.

"Those who kill people will always kill them." Scar middle-aged face Alice's eyes indifferently said.

"Ye Hao, you have to give an explanation to our angel family." Said Alice, shaking her fist.

It's a demigod.

Chinese cabbage is not.

"Give you an explanation for the angels?" Ye Hao sneered, "I think it's your angel family that should give me an explanation? If my protector hadn't appeared suddenly just now, I would have fallen? Are you Angels really aboveboard? You can do such a mean thing as a sneak attack. "

"Today, I'll leave my words here. If you angel clan doesn't give me a satisfactory explanation, I will join the dark clan with my family with the divine will, and fight with your angel family well." After Ye Hao's words fell, Alice's face changed.

Behind Ye Hao is the 17th God.

Of course, this God must have been flying.

But who knows what this God left for Ye Hao?

Gods and decrees.

The strong in the third place.

Are there any other masters?

Or is there a source of terror?

If ye can't imagine the consequences of joining the dark."Ye Hao, this is Kingsley's good opinion, but Kingsley is my angel clan after all." Then Edmund's figure appeared at Alice's side. "What compensation do you want? We angels will try our best to satisfy you. "

"Give me as much as you think my life is worth?" Ye Hao said lightly.

Edmund's face showed a wry smile. "Mr. Ye, how can your life be measured by value? Let's make a price."

"It's said that your angel clan has a holy spring to upgrade their qualifications." Ye Hao pondered for a while and then said, "give me a thousand drops of holy spring, this matter has been exposed."

Edmund's mouth jerked involuntarily.

A thousand drops of holy spring?

Is this guy a mountain spring?

"Mr. Ye, we don't even have many angels in the holy spring. We only put out three drops of holy spring for auction every year." Edmund's face showed a puzzled look. "Well, I'll apply for it. I think there's no problem with ten drops."

"Ten drops?" Ye Hao sneered, "send the beggar?"

"Thirty drops, that's the limit I can do." Edmund thought for a moment and said.

Thirty drops is thirty fairies, OK?

"Just now you said that my life can't be measured by value, but now you tell me I can only give me 30 drops of holy spring?" Ye Hao stares at Edmund and says, "do you think I'm a bully?" Speaking of this, Ye Hao took out the divine edict from his arms.

Edmund's face changed at the sight.

"Mr. Ye, have something to say."

Ye Hao took a look at Edmund and said, "don't worry, I don't intend to deal with you with the divine edict."

Edmund was relieved to hear that.

However, Ye Hao's next words made Edmund numb.

"You go to the headquarters of the family of angels with the decrees of gods and bombard me."

"Good." The middle-aged scar is about to leave after taking over the divine edict.

"No, no, No." Edmund quickly stopped the middle-aged scar.

Whether Ye Hao is intimidated or not, Edmund can't let scar go in middle age?

This kind of thing is not for fun!

"Ye Hao, sixty drops, this is really the limit I can do." Edmund looked at Ye Hao and said seriously, "you can ask for anything else."

"I want a piece of black gold that big." Ye Hao made a gesture with his hand.

Edmund had a sense of disorder.

"Black gold is very precious, even if there are not many angels." Edmund said with a wry smile, "I can only give a fist size one."

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