Weird and hard to kill? Sorry, I am truly immortal

"Amitabha, yes, the black God is completely crazy. In his eyes, they are the most pious and kind believers in the world, and we are complete heretics.ඏ♦  ♦♦"

At this moment.

Buzz!

Above the sphere, holy light emerged, gradually engulfing all colors.

Then, the holy light slowly shrank, melting like water, and finally turned into a one-eyed creature with pure white wings.

On the white wings, blood vessels are densely covered, and the gaps between feathers are full of human eyes. The feathers look like eyelids, and the huge one-eyed creature in the center is also covered with bloodshot, like a spider web.

Its appearance is very similar to the strange angel, but its size is much smaller. It is only ten meters in size, which can be regarded as a miniature angel.

Obviously, this is the real son of an angel. The full moon before is probably equivalent to an egg, and now it has been hatched.

When the Son of Angel appeared, this time, even Yang Ming and others could not hold on. They fell to the ground in pain, holding their heads, with hideous faces and bulging veins on their faces.

At present, the only ones who can stand in the field are Fang Xiu and Kong Jian Wuwei, two sixth-level masters.

It seems that a fifth-level master is not even qualified to stand in front of the descendant of the strange god.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. After being reminded by Wuwei, he roughly judged the level of the descendant of the strange god, the peak of the seventh level, probably because it was not a complete body.

However, he had come into contact with the forbidden heart of strangeness, which was considered to be the power of the seventh level. Although this level of power is powerful, it is not enough to make a fifth-level master not even qualified to stand.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, the status of the strange god!

The Son of Angel obviously has a trace of the status of the strange god angel. Because of the oppression of the status, the pollution has increased greatly, so it is difficult for the fifth-level masters to bear it.

"Captain... Captain, if you have any trump cards, don't hide them. Hurry up and kill the Son of Angel." Taoist Wuwei said tremblingly.

With just one glance, he knew clearly that he was no match for the Son of Angel, and he was not even qualified to fight. Now the only one he could rely on was... Fang Xiu.

After all, Fang Xiu said that he had seen the future.

However, Fang Xiu's answer was still two words: "No hurry."

As soon as these two words came out, Kong Jian and Wuwei were really anxious to death. Why are they not in a hurry? ? The Son of Angel is riding on his face, when will they use their trump cards if not now? Must they wait until they die to use them?

The two really guessed right. Fang Xiu's trump cards can only be used when they die.

The Son of Angel stared at Fang Xiu and others indifferently. This time, the voice of the Black God did not sound again, and it was obvious that he had been completely assimilated by the Son of Angel.

Buzz!

The crazy and foolish mumbling sounded, and that was the Son of Angel speaking.

The mumbling sound flooded into the minds of Fang Xiu and others. Although they could not understand it, they clearly knew what He meant... Praise me!

Suddenly, Fang Xiu smiled, his smile was ferocious, his teeth were white, and his dark eyes were extremely deep: "Hehehe... He is really the same as your father, wife, beat Him."

Fang Xiu summoned his wife directly without saying a word.

Although he hated his wife in his heart, he had to say that his wife was really useful. With his current means, he could only hurt the descendants of the strange god with his wife.

He also wanted to do an experiment to see if his wife could still ignore everything when facing the angel son with the status of the strange god.

Swish!

His wife appeared out of thin air and floated towards the angel son like a ghost.

The angel son's eyes were full of indifference, without any human emotions, and he looked at his wife as if he was looking at an ant.

Whoosh!

A holy light shot out from his eyes.

The holy light he used was completely different from that of the Black God. When this holy light came out, it was extremely bright, like the first ray of light when the world was opened, illuminating the entire world, and it contained a terrifying breath of law.

However, when the holy light shone on my wife, she did not react at all, and even her expression did not change at all, still with that gentle smile.

The next second, the holy light passed directly through my wife, as if passing through the air, and my wife also came in front of the Son of Angel.

Snap!

A big slap hit the big eyeball of the Son of Angel fiercely.

Wuwei and Kongjian were stunned for a moment, looking at Fang Xiu and his wife in disbelief.

Is this Captain Fang's trump card? It's really so terrifying! Even if the descendants of the strange god come to the world, they have to take two big slaps before going back.

Kongjian has more say, after all, he has also been beaten. When he was beaten, he felt it was incredible. Now seeing the Son of Angel being beaten, it can only be said that it is more incredible than being beaten himself.

Even the offspring of the strange god can be beaten, is there anything in this world that she can't beat? ?

The angel son who was hit by a big blow was still indifferent, but judging from his behavior, he should be angry, maybe because he has no human emotions, he can't express it.

Unimaginable surging holy light burst out from his body, just like the sun rising from the horizon, instantly illuminating the whole world. Under the shining of the holy light, everything began to melt.

Wuwei and Kongjian didn't even scream, they turned into ashes directly, and there was no residue left after being melted. The poor two did not see the future that Fang Xiu talked about until they died.

When the holy light dissipated, the holy city was gone, Yang Ming and others were gone, everything was razed to the ground, but Fang Xiu and his wife were still standing there unscathed.

One is calm, the other is gentle.

For the first time, a trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of the Angel's Son, as if wondering why the two were not dead.

He once again emitted holy light, trying to dissolve the two, but it was useless.

Fang Xiu and his wife still stood quietly in the same place, unharmed.

"It seems that the status of the strange god can't affect you." Fang Xiu looked at his wife's figure and said slowly.

The calm tone contained extremely suppressed hatred.

Because this means that his wife's body is stronger than the strange god! It means that it is even more difficult for him to take revenge!

His wife did not reply, after all, she was just a projection manifested by Fang Xiu.

The Angel's Son was angry. Maybe he didn't know what anger was, but he just wanted to kill the two people in front of him. In his limited cognition, everyone who saw him could only be afraid and pious, and crazy praise, instead of being ignored.

He suddenly flashed his wings, and the dense eyes on his white wings opened in unison. A stream of holy light shot out, interweaving into a net, covering Fang Xiu and his wife, as if to cut them into pieces.

At this time, Fang Xiu looked at the Angel's Son and said calmly: "It is also possible that you are too weak. You should ask your father to come out and try."