Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

The middle-aged man became more and more frightened, because he knew clearly that the angel in front of him must let others praise him before eating people. This was like praying before a meal. Once he said it, he would be eaten.

But the problem is, if you don't say it, you will also die.

"Like...like...I praise your mother!" The middle-aged man finally collapsed completely under the strong pressure, and he roared hysterically.

For a moment, the entire village was silent, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man and the angel in horror.

The blond man's expression remained unchanged, and the smile on his lips grew wider.

"It is a serious crime to blaspheme angels. Your body has been filled with dirty sins and needs everyone's faith to purify you. Come on, my devout believers, come and help him wash away his sins."

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and some even retched directly, because the so-called cleansing of sins meant that everyone eat the middle-aged man in one bite.

Seeing the slow movement of everyone, a dangerous light flashed in the eyes of the blond man: "What? Didn't you hear what I said? Or do you want to be like him and become a guilty person?"

Faced with such a threat, everyone finally took action.

"Crazy! You are all crazy!" the middle-aged man screamed miserably. He stood up and wanted to run away, but he was surrounded by villagers.

The golden man watched the scene in front of him with great interest. He was looking forward to the next scene. He unconsciously stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corners of his mouth: "Believers, purify quickly..."

Snapped!

Before he finished speaking, he felt his shoulders sink. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of slender and powerful hands resting on his shoulders.

Before he could react, a voice of suppressed joy came to his ears: "Look what I found? A new angel."

The blond man's scalp exploded in an instant, and the extremely dangerous feeling of being targeted by an apex predator surged into his heart.

It flapped its wings almost instinctively, and the white wings were instantly covered with dense blood vessels, and the strange holy light spread out.

However, the holy light, which was like a light explosion, was extinguished in just an instant.

The next moment, there was a tearing pain in his back. It turned out that his wings had been torn off by life.

"what!!"

A shrill scream broke out from his mouth, frightening everyone present. The villagers seemed to be frightened and stared blankly as they watched the once-high angel fall to the ground in pain.

A tall figure behind him was revealed, wearing a scarlet robe, with an upright figure, a handsome face, and a pair of wings in his hands.

It was Fang Xiu who found him by smell.

"You...you are the Eastern God!" The blond man's pupils suddenly shrank, feeling the aura of the ninth-grade righteous god coming from Fang Xiu.

But Fang Xiu didn't answer. Again, he didn't have the habit of chatting with food.

Click click click...

Several scarlet chains came out of his body, directly entangled and locked the frightened blond man, and slowly pulled him into the inner world.

After doing all this, Fang Xiu frowned slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied: "It's not a true god, but an empty shell that was transformed by humans and only has its appearance."

He slowly closed his eyes and began to torture the blond man in the inner world to obtain information.

Soon, I got the information I wanted. It turned out that the entire Xuanming Realm had long been occupied by a bloody angel named Kimil. He did not devour the Xuanming Realm completely, but established his faith here, and then Some devout souls transform into angels to facilitate their spread of faith.

This is why there were no traces of the war before, because the war ended long ago and this place has become the territory of Bloody Angel Kimir.

The only tricky thing is that the bloody angel Kimil is a fifth-grade demon god with extraordinary strength. In ancient times, he was also a person who was qualified to serve in the banquet area of ​​the Peach Club.

Just as Fang Xiu was digesting this information, the villagers on the side exploded. They finally recovered from the shock.

However, when faced with Fang Xiu who saved them, his first reaction was not gratitude, but fear!

"He...he killed Lord Angel!"

"Devil! He is the devil!"

"It's over! Now we're all over. We could have saved the village by offering some sacrifices every year, but now everyone will die!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I don't want to die! It's all your fault! Why did you kill Lord Angel!"

After fear came anger, and countless people targeted Fang Xiu.

"Damn Eastern God! Where were you when the Xuanming Realm was invaded by angels? Now you show up and kill the Lord Angel. Do you want to kill all of us?"

At this time, the middle-aged man who had almost been eaten by everyone couldn't stand it anymore and roared: "You beasts, he is the God of the East! He is the god who protects us!"

"Guardian?" An old man who looked like a village chief said tremblingly: "The bloody angel Kimil is guarding the Xuanming Realm! If it weren't for him, the Xuanming Realm would have been eaten away by the demons surrounding it. When Lord Mo You was there, the Xuanming Realm was often plundered by demons, and the people's houses were empty.

Now that Lord Kimil, the bloody angel, is in charge, the demons from the outside world dare not invade. Who is guarding him? "

The middle-aged man's eyes were splitting: "Can this be the same!? Kimir is also a demon god, and he devours a large number of people every day!"

The village chief yelled angrily: "But Mr. Kimil will not kill everyone. He has always maintained fairness. Every sacrifice is chosen by drawing lots. This is how fate is. You can't blame others!"

"You...you..." The middle-aged man looked at the people headed by the village chief as if he were looking at a madman. He wanted to refute, but he was short of words.

At this time, Fang Xiu had already opened his eyes. He did not look at these villagers. Some ants were not worthy of his attention.

He turned around and prepared to leave, intending to deal with the Bloody Angel Kimir.

However, the villagers had no intention of letting him go. Under the leadership of the village chief, a group of villagers gathered around him.

The village chief stopped in front of Fang Xiu, his face full of heaviness and fear. He said in a deep voice: "Dongfang God, I know you want to save us, but you should never kill Lord Angel. Do you know that you are like this? It will kill..."

Fang Xiu glanced at the village chief and others indifferently: "Save you? Do you seem to have some misunderstanding about me?"

The village chief seemed to be very restless and said hurriedly: "If it wasn't to save us, why did you kill Lord Angel? Do you know that you will kill us all! As an Eastern god, your duty is to protect us. For this day, The plan is that you take the initiative to find Mr. Kimil and tell him that everything you do has nothing to do with us, it is all your fault...ah..."

At this point, the village chief could no longer speak, because a big hand had already pinched his neck and lifted him up with one hand.

"It's really noisy."