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Chapter 858 Killing Saint's Clone, Two Consciousnesses
Liam was stunned first, and looked at the eight-winged angel.

Then, the pope was also stunned, watching the eight-winged angel raise the holy light sword and attack Zhang Xu.

Zhang Xu cursed secretly in his heart: I knew that humanoid weapons like angels are not so easy to use.

They were all created by the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit naturally left a back door in their bodies.

Suddenly, the Holy Light Sword Qi was everywhere in the temple.

The Pope, Liam backed away quickly.

They are not even gods, and they will only be affected here.

Backed away, and looked at each other again. In their eyes, they both sighed and felt sorry for themselves: This kind of battle is simply not something they can participate in.

At the same time, a desire for more powerful power also rose in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Xu still didn't fight back.

Because Zhang Xu had already seen the struggle and pain in the eyes of the eight-winged angel.

The expression on her face was not calm.

And Sheng, where he stood, was calm, as if nothing, no attack, could affect him.

Zhang Xu's blind avoidance and refusal to fight back made the eight-winged angel even more unscrupulous and sharper in his attacks.

The eight-winged angel felt that the current her seemed to be split in two.

Half, according to Sheng's instructions, attacked Zhang Xu with the sharpest moves in his memory.

Half of them wanted to control their body, but they were powerless. They watched Zhang Xu, who had a blood contract with her, being attacked by her.

She wanted to regain control of her body, but she couldn't.

Zhang Xu frowned.

Although the eight-winged angel's attack can't hurt him for the time being, it won't do him any good if he keeps pestering him like this.

After all, there is a holy tiger watching over him.

After thinking about it, when Zhang Xu was avoiding the eight-winged angel, he slowly approached Sheng.

Only a few meters away from St.

Sheng might be overconfident, even Zhang Xu, the eight-winged angel's battle approached him, and he didn't move a bit.

At this moment, Zhang Xu turned around and rushed towards Sheng.

Sheng was slightly surprised, but didn't care.

Seeing Zhang Xu's hand grabbing his wrist.

Sheng still hates being touched by others, especially these ants-like humans.

Just as he was about to throw away Zhang Xu's hand, he suddenly felt a strong force breaking into his body.

No, this powerful force is divided into two types, both of which are particularly domineering, directly burning the divine power in his body.

These two forces are naturally the power of chaos and the power of dark matter.

Just as Zhang Xu was about to absorb the divine power in the holy body, the eight-winged angel's attack arrived again.

Zhang Xu hugged Sheng directly, and fell to the ground to avoid it.

Naturally, Zhang Xu wasn't idle either. While hugging Sheng, when the power in the holy body began to riot, he tried his best to absorb the divine power in the holy body.

In just a few moments, Sheng was wilted.

Zhang Xu also felt that Sheng now only had the strength of a junior god.

Sheng wanted to resist, to prevent Zhang Xu from absorbing the divine power in his body, but he couldn't.

Those two forces, one from the left and the other from the right, wreaked havoc in his body, making him unable to control it.

Not to mention preventing Zhang Xu from absorbing the divine power in his body.

And the eight-winged angel's attack continued.

However, it was a little slow.

Especially the expression on her face, which seemed even more tangled.

Zhang Xu had already thought about it, the eight-winged angel was controlled by the saint, as long as he killed the saint, the eight-winged angel would release the control.

Then, find the back door in the eight-winged angel's body, clear it out, and it's over.

That's why Zhang Xu hugged Sheng like this, insisting on killing Sheng.

Sheng has already begun to pant, take a breath.

He is a god.

Although it is only a clone, it is also a god, and it is still an intermediate god.

He never thought that one day he would be forced to this point by a human being.

He suddenly understood how Yu died and how Dun died.

It was probably like this, drained of divine power and then dissipated.

Thinking of this, he felt cold.

Immediately, he felt a little lucky that it was his clone that came over this time, not his true body.

Although, sacrificing this avatar, his body strength will be slightly affected.

But, after all, he will not die like Yu, like Dun.

Just fine.

Of course, Sheng is a persevering ancient protoss, even if he realizes that he is about to die, he will not give up resistance.

Therefore, Sheng is still trying to find a way to get rid of the two forces in his body.

And Zhang Xu absorbed the divine power in the holy body faster and faster.

The eight-winged angel's attack gradually slowed down.

The Pope stood stunned.

The gods were forced by this human being to such an extent that they couldn't even maintain their demeanor and indifference.

He knows better than others what kind of god a saint is.

If there is no other way, Sheng would not let himself be so embarrassed.

Liam was dumbfounded, with ecstasy in his eyes.

This person is really amazing.

Zhang Xu continued to absorb the divine power in the holy body.

At this time, the avatar of the saint, using the little bit of divine power he could control, burned his soul and contacted the body of the saint.

The process of this battle, all his feelings, analysis, and communication were given to Sheng.

As soon as the information was sent out, Sheng's avatar found that all the divine power in his body had disappeared.

Absorbed by Zhang Xu, burned by those two forces...

Sheng Antan: Finally, the news was sent back.

Then, Sheng's clone stopped struggling and closed its eyes.

And Liam, the pope saw, the body of the saint was reduced to the tiniest particle and began to dissipate.

At this time, the eight-winged angel had already stopped attacking and was standing beside him, his expression changing.

Zhang Xu knew that it was the two consciousnesses in the eight-winged angel's body that were fighting for the dominance of the body.

Zhang Xu stood up and walked towards the eight-winged angel.

Suddenly, thinking of something, Zhang Xu looked at the Pope, Liam.

Liam looked at Zhang Xu with admiration.

Zhang Xu ejected a force of chaos, which directly acted on the pope.

A dark flame burned on the Pope.

This dark flame burns the Pope's body and the Pope's soul.

But for a moment there was nothing left of the pope.

Zhang Xu walked up to the eight-winged angel, stretched out his hand, and placed it on the eight-winged angel's head.

Zhang Xu separated most of his spirit and entered the eight-winged angel's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yes, at this time, the other part of Zhang Xu's soul can only slightly control his body, and cannot fight.

Therefore, Zhang Xu wanted to kill the Pope first, lest the Pope get in the way.

Zhang Xu entered the eight-winged angel's sea of ​​consciousness, and was a little surprised at the scene in front of him.

The eight-winged angel's sea of ​​consciousness is like a holy lake.

There are golden waves rolling inside.

The two strands of consciousness took the form of two eight-winged angels, fighting.

These two eight-winged angels are exactly the same in figure, face, and clothes.

However, Zhang Xu recognized it at a glance. The one who was a little weak and had a soft expression on his face was the consciousness of signing a contract with him and calling him dad.

The other one has a cold face, like a robot.

(End of this chapter)