Everyone chooses the god of war, only I wake up the wine sword fairy

In the beam of light, another golden halo fell on top of Wang Zhan's head.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

Wang Zhan's feet sank again, like transplanting rice seedlings, and his calves fell into the ring.

"Humble human, kneel down!"

The eight-winged archangel, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood the cross sword in front of him, and walked towards Wang Zhan step by step.

Wang Zhan struggled in two arms, struggling to hold on, his skin was flushed, his veins were bulging, and his whole body seemed to burst at any time.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to split open, and the veins of the solar system on his forehead looked particularly ferocious.

"I...kneel to heaven! Kneel to ground! Kneel to ancestors and parents! Just don't kneel...bird man!!"

Wang Zhan tried his best to speak out.

The gravity on his body has already increased to 1 million tons.

"Then die."

The eight-winged archangel held up the cross sword again, and shouted loudly: "Bright magic super-forbidden spell-before the seat of God!"

"Buzzing..."

A hundred circles of golden square magic circles appeared in the sky, layer upon layer, pressing down on Wang Zhan.

Each layer of square magic circle represents a weight of 10 billion tons.

One hundred layers of square magic circle, it is... 1 million tons in weight!

Scary to the extreme.

It turns out that this is light magic, not gravity magic.

Under the pressure of the hundred-layer magic circle, Wang Zhan shouted violently: "Emperor Wu is immortal, exploding seeds and burning blood, increasing by a hundred times, Xuanwu defends the style!"

The capillaries in Wang Zhan's body burst, and the blood gas gushed out from the pores of his body, burning like a flame.

This blood-burning secret technique is extremely harmful to the source.

But this moment.

Wang Zhan can't control that much anymore.

He "clicked" to crush the immortal beans that Ye Chonglou had given him, and his body returned to peak condition.

all of a sudden.

With a touch of both fists, a phantom of Xuanwu appeared out of thin air, blocking the hundred-layered magic circle of light.

There was a loud bang, and the arena began to fall apart.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Zhan rushed out of the ring and chose to admit defeat.

Ye Chonglou nodded at Wang Zhan: "It's not terrible to lose, and it's not shameful. It's a shame to kneel down."

"Ok!"

Wang Zhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and nodded.

He was able to escape unscathed, which was luck and strength.

To know.

Every eight-winged archangel in the arena must be at least level 90 or above.

Some may even reach the full level of level 1!

There is also the BUFF blessing of the horn of war.

Don't talk about fighting them.

Any Nine Ultimates who come over will be blown up.

Each of these eight-winged archangels can fight against ninth-order monsters, and even beat the five emperors of the country (except Emperor Qing)!

The strength gap between Wang Zhan and them may be as huge as a gap.

"Damn humans!"

The eight-winged archangel won, but he felt no joy at all.

He could only stand on the ring, roaring again and again.

When Michael said that the competition began.

The ten arenas all fought in an instant.

When Wang Zhan escaped from the ring, the other nine rings also decided the winner.

Zhang Shaoyang's gossip-sealing magic talisman was shattered, the demon-locking tower was shattered, and a piece of epic-quality Taoist equipment was destroyed.

The eight-winged archangel he was fighting had a power attribute that had entered the realm of gods.

Faced with the divine power of the eight-winged archangel, Zhang Shaoyang was considered a mage-type profession, so he was embarrassed to deal with it, and finally jumped off the ring to admit defeat.

Compared with Zhang Shaoyang who is not slippery.

Suzaku'er's battle was extremely tragic.

As soon as she came up, she was bombarded and killed by her opponent's eight-winged archangel with three thousand bright arrows.

With the passive activation of the Immortal Phoenix Envoy, Suzaku was reborn from the ashes.

As a result, the opponent spread his wings, and another three thousand feathered swords shot down, covering the entire arena.

If it weren't for Ye Chonglou's Xiandou 093 and the epic equipment Zhu Yuehuang gave her to save her life, Suzaku'er might really have fallen here.

The one with the best record is probably Li Xiao.

Relying on his rich combat experience in guarding Baidi City and the sharpness of his quasi-divine weapon, Li Xiao slashed the opponent's angel wings.

But it's just a slash.

The price was that Li Xiao was almost cut in half.

At the moment of life and death, Li Xiao activated some kind of escapism skill and escaped.

He crushed the celestial bean, and the terrible wound on his waist was healing visibly with the naked eye.

From the upper and lower wounds, strips of granulation sprouted, intertwined to form new flesh and blood.

Di Xingxue also survived.

"Jim!"

The King of the Hill roared.

on the ring.

Jim is dead.

The dwarf was lifted high by an eight-winged archangel with golden wings, and then threw it on the ground.

"It's weak."

The archangel with golden wings said indifferently.

It all happened so fast.

The battles in the ten arenas broke out at the same time, and they were all dangerous.

Even with Ye Chonglou watching, he didn't have time to save Jim.

"Jim..."

Ye Chonglou narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze became extremely cold.

The dwarf who clamored to take him to drink rum and sleep with the big girl, died.

Another round of ring competition.

ten games.

The Angel Race wins!

Michael was not surprised at all, and asked calmly, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge the ring?"

"Have!"

Ye Chonglou stood up.

Chapter 462 Alchemy Seat Angel, oppressing Michael

"you?"

Michael laughed.

"Human, does it make sense?"

"It's a loss anyway, is it just to show that you have the courage to challenge us?"

"If it's just this, you don't need to be in the ring. I, Michael, praise your courage and your sharp teeth."

The surrounding angel warriors laughed loudly.

Regius and Andre also laughed.

Ye Chonglou's eyes turned cold, he grabbed them with his big hands, and shouted: "Two human beings, come here!"

The expressions of Regius and Andre changed drastically.

They found that they were powerless to resist at all, the power of heaven and earth in all directions squeezed their bodies, and then flew towards Ye Chonglou independently.

This is the power of the Venerable Field.

But only Ye Chonglou, who has extremely high attainments in the field of feng shui and has a strong control over the power of heaven and earth, can do it.

The previous field venerables couldn't reach the point where they stood, that is, the Feng Shui bureau.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Ye Chonglou swung his hands and slapped them up, causing the faces of Regius and Andre to sway from side to side.

In response to the voice, their faces quickly turned red and swollen.

Regius and Andre begged for mercy with pig-headed faces.

"Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding!"

"I also ask His Majesty the Emperor to calm down and let us go."

"His Majesty, calm down, we were wrong."

"For the sake of His Majesty the Pope, please His Majesty the Emperor forgive me."

"Hmph, if you didn't look at the Pope's face, you are already dead! Get lost!"

With a wave of his hand, Ye Chonglou threw Regius and Andre out.

He stepped forward, stepped forward, and stepped onto the ring of the eight-winged archangel who killed Jim.

"Stupid human being, are you going to pick me as your opponent?"

"Unfortunately, you chose the wrong partner."

"Even if you have the kind of elixir that can instantly recover from injuries, it's useless. I am the strongest archangel under the four monarchs."

The archangel with golden wings said to Ye Chonglou indifferently and arrogantly.

This Archangel is already at the full level!

It's a Level 1 Archangel Warrior!

If it weren't for the restriction of the level cap, he might have already become an existence of the same level as the four monarchs.

"Where is so much nonsense coming from?"

Ye Chonglou snorted coldly, turned his head and said to Michael: "Four-faced bird man, hurry up and start"."

Four-faced bird man?

The corner of Michael's mouth twitched, his face was cold.

"Metatron, you can show your real body!"