Chapter 2802

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
Boom~~

However, when the holy water from the Yellow Spring penetrated into the deepest part of these three peerless holy artifacts, it immediately touched a mysterious spiritual imprint, which seemed to be an extremely complicated angelic rune. shine.

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 mark, but under the corrosion of the holy water of the underworld, even the soul of a demon god can be melted, and there is no spiritual mark that cannot be removed.

Zizi~~~Zizi~~

In an instant, such white light balls emitted clouds of white smoke, and it seemed that there were bursts of screams from the depths of the white light balls, like hundreds of millions of angels roaring, or countless demons shouting .

Vaguely, from the depths of this white light ball, it seems that a group of terrifying angelic energy is about to emerge, and it seems to communicate with an unknown existence in the void of the universe.

Boom!

But in the next second, the holy water from the Yellow Spring seeps down, and this connection is completely broken in an instant, and the spiritual brand inside is completely wiped out, leaving no trace left.

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

"impossible!"

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

Because these three unrivaled sacred artifacts not only bear the spiritual marks of their demigod-level angels, but also leave the mark of the Lord, even if an invincible saint takes it away, it is impossible to refine it.

They are also incredibly confident.

But the scene that happened now almost collapsed their beliefs, and they don't know what the human beings did to remove the mark of the Lord.

This is simply unbelievable.

"Damn it, what did this human being do to these three peerless holy artifacts?"

The archangel Helmut clenched his fists, puzzled, even if he killed it, he couldn't figure out why there was a way to remove the mark left by the Lord on the peerless sacred vessel.

If there is the imprint of the Lord on it, then no matter where these three superb holy artifacts go, they will be found by the angel clan and will always return to the angel clan.

Sometimes they will even deliberately leave the weapons of the angel clan and let other enemies pick them up, so that they can know where the lairs of those enemies are based on the imprint of the angel clan weapons, so as to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

This can be regarded as a unique method of the Angel Clan. Countless races know that it is useless to take away the magic weapon of the Angel Clan, and it may cause huge troubles instead.

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

Archangel Goebbels' pupils contracted, murderous.

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

In other words, this guy can deprive their angels of the privilege of using the weapons of the angel clan at will, or even take them for themselves, which is a serious blow to the angel clan.

Such a thing is simply unheard of, unseen.

"A good magic weapon."

With a wave of his hand, Xia Ping immediately placed the three masterless holy artifacts in the world of Shan Hai Jing. He had seen the power of these three extraordinary sacred artifacts from the angel clan just now. is extraordinary.

Although they are not as good as the artifacts on his body, they are quite extraordinary. Even among the peak races, there are not many top-notch artifacts.

"Human Fengdu, you are courting death."

"Hand over the top-ranked holy artifact of our clan immediately, or our angel clan will never die with you forever."

"Hand it over and die to me."

When the three great angels Ludwig, Goebbels, and Helmut saw that Xia Ping actually took these three unrivaled holy artifacts away as if they were his own treasures, they immediately became furious and furious.

They felt unprecedented anger, as if a lot of flesh had been cut from their bodies, it was heartbreaking.

"Never die? The next time we meet, it will be when your angel clan perishes."

Xia Ping looked at the three angels indifferently.

He didn't care about any thoughts of these three angels at all. If he dared to kill him, he would be immortal. Could it be that he was still polite to him? !

Whoosh!

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed, and he immediately fled towards the distance at an extremely fast speed.

To be honest, he doesn't want to fight anymore, even though he had the upper hand just now, pressing down on the three demigod angels, but in fact it is already at the end of his battle.

After all, using the divine weapon consumes too much of the power of the world on his body, and he still uses all his strength to attack. After a few attacks, the power of the world on him will be consumed seven to eighty-eight.

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

Only an ancient sage like Xia Ping, whose magic power is unbelievably thick, can spend so many attacks with divine weapons like this, but even so, he can't continue to squander it.

If he continued to fight, before killing the three demigod-level angels, he might not have any magic power on him.

Not to mention that behind these three demigod angels there is a mysterious strong master, who knows what cards these demigod angels have not used.

So 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.

"Human race Fengdu, don't leave if you have the guts!"

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 used full speed to try to catch up.

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

Coupled with his mental arithmetic and inadvertence, and the assistance of the formless mask, he can easily hide his aura.

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

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

Archangel Ludwig's face changed, and within his range of perception, he could not perceive the Qi on Xia Ping's body.

It was not reconciled, it scanned perception back and forth, penetrated every dimension and time and space, and searched carpet-like, but there was nothing to do, it seemed that this kid disappeared out of thin air.

"This human is too evil."

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

A strong murderous aura emanated from him, and he expressed his guess.