Love apartment under one person

Chapter 716 I have a sword, please teach me, senior Jehovah!
"The angel directed me to the high mountain where the most holy city, Jerusalem, descended from heaven!

In the city was the glory of God, shining like precious stones, like jasper, like crystal.

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There are no sun, moon and stars in the city, and the glory of God will bring light to the Lamb. The nations must act under the light of the holy city, and the kings on the earth must give their glory to the holy city.

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I am the Alpha, I am the Omega, I am the first, I am the last, I am the beginning and I am the end.

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I testify to everyone who has heard the prophecies in this book, if anyone adds anything to this prophecy, God will bring disasters written in this book on him; Remove his weight in the city.

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God loves the world, may the grace of the Lord Jesus be with all the saints, Amen! "

With the chanting of the last syllable, Alessandro's body seemed to have turned into a pure white and holy sun, continuously emitting light and majesty.

Behind him, a pure white door-like passage slowly formed. Meng Lang folded his arms to watch, and saw a garden of flowers and birds engraved on the white as jade door. The city on a hill is described in the "Apocalypse" in the Bible.

"Hehe~ It seems that Angel Cult's hole cards are not as useless as I imagined." Looking at the hundreds of pigeon spirits pouring out of the Gate of Heaven, Meng Lang's mouth relaxed but his heart trembled.

As we all know, the Angel Cult's angels are divided into nine grades, and every three grades are divided into upper, middle and lower classes.

The class of angels can be easily judged by the number of wings. The upper angel has the most wings and has six wings, while the lower angel has the least wings and only has two wings.

"Interesting, is the Angel Legion in the city on the top of the hill? And it's not a miscellaneous legion of 770 seven mixed angels, but a super elite group of 660 and six angels all made up of high-ranking angels... The old Pope still values ​​me. Well~"

Looking at the pure blood Seraphim Legion in front of him, which was composed of three high-ranking angels: blazing angels, cherubs, and throne angels, Meng Lang couldn't help being secretly surprised. It seemed that in order to drive him out of existence, the Angel Cult had indeed used all its cards.

"In that case, let's play with you guys!"

Meng Lang took out his cell phone from his pocket, sent a text message to the battery clone waiting in the love apartment, and then pulled out a golden Eight-faced Sword from the void with his backhand.

The next second, the batteries blew themselves up one after another. Meng Lang felt the surging torrent of immortal energy filling his body, and his eyes towards the angel army gradually became sharper.

Clang——

With the sound of a sword whistling like a dragon's chant, Meng Lang, who was originally standing on the ground with a sword, disappeared like a bubble, and in the blink of an eye, he found that he was already standing in midair, with the sword edge in his palm circled Changhong , seems to want to surround more than 600 single high-ranking angels with his own power.

Facing the surging Xuanyuan sword energy that could split the sky, more than [-] angels did not have any fear to dodge, and their eyes were dull, and they ignited the holy light all over their bodies to meet them.

bo bo bo bo...

The golden light sword energy swept across, and dozens of high-ranking angels exploded into bright spots in the sky, but even though their companions suffered heavy casualties, the angel army did not show any signs of wavering and panic, and they continued to charge towards Meng Lang one after another.

Meng Lang's eyes were fixed, and with a slight movement of his palm, thousands of sword shadows turned from virtual to real. The sword shadows, as bright as golden rivers, drew incomparably perfect curves in the air, and the overwhelming sword curtain surrounded the angel army like a surging turbulence in.

The next moment, the angel legion in the sword screen looked like a simple computer they encountered when playing games. Facing the extremely dangerous golden light, they didn't know how to dodge at all. The disturbing light spots disappeared without a trace.

However, even though he was chasing and beating the opponent, Meng Lang's face gradually became gloomy.

Something is wrong!
These angels on the opposite side are too strange. Not only will new angels come out from the city on the mountain to make up the number of 660 six every time they are scattered by him, what's more terrible is that with the prolongation of the battle time, the strength of these angels is actually still there. It's growing slowly!

In less than 5 minutes, these high-ranking angels who walked out of the portal rose from the ordinary elder-level combat power of the Dapai (80 points 0.8 Xiao) to the combat power close to the ordinary leader level (100 points), and the remaining It is still growing!

This is terrifying!

From Meng Lang's point of view, who had exceeded the limit of 3000 points of immortal combat power, he would rather fight with an old celestial master whose combat power was infinitely close to 3000 points than face 100 angel legions with a combat power of 300 points.

After all, once the combat power reaches one-tenth of your own, it means that the opponent's full-strength attack will most likely cause you to receive more than "0" points of damage, and at the same time fight with hundreds or even more opponents who can slightly injure you , even Meng Lang, who had already stepped into a fairy, couldn't stand the exhaustion.

Therefore, although he was still beating the opponent, and knew that the strength of the Angel Legion would definitely have an upper limit, the increasing resistance in front of the long sword in his hand made Meng Lang feel a lingering heavy pressure.

Looking down, Alessandro fainted after using the incantation, and the gate of heaven that he summoned was still slowly opening.

After thinking for a while, Meng Lang swung his sword to cut through the enemy group, and Yufeng approached the gate that was constantly gushing out the holy light.

The power of the immortal is unstoppable under the support of the battery, even though the Angel Legion has built a sea of ​​defense in front of the door, the sword is still invincible wherever it passes, and the speed of advancement remains undiminished.

Soon, Meng Lang, alone with his sword, stood in front of the gate of the kingdom of heaven. He looked carefully, and suddenly found that the characters engraved on the gate were somewhat familiar.

...isn't this the same thing as Joe Freddy's Gate of Hell?

The only difference is that the old guy's gate of hell is black, and the gate of heaven in front of him is white. Besides, even the small runes engraved on the gate are the same!

"It turns out that heaven and hell are the same species, and their bodies are actually the same giant alchemy weapon used to enslave human souls!

Hey... Re-differentiate the good chaos into light and darkness, use light to whitewash yourself, and use darkness to fool the people. The Angel Vatican is indeed the number one alien force that has dominated the world for 2000 years. The family history is exactly the same.

If this is the case, the magic weapon of 'Heaven and Hell' is the most important inheritance of the Angel Cult, but it seems that it has not been held by the Pope's line... There are indeed living immortals hidden in the Angel Cult! "

Thinking of this, the sharpness and golden light in Meng Lang's eyes became even more intense. He fully urged the immortal energy in his body to converge into the sword in his palm, and slashed towards the city on the mountain opposite the gate - Xuanyuan Futaixu!

"Meng Lang is here at the end of the school. I have a sword. I ask Senior Jehovah to teach me!"

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As a phantom of the most noble and supreme sword broke through the sky, the majestic sword energy shot up into the sky, the sword roared and shook the nine heavens, and the sword energy roared like a surging tide and bombarded towards the gate of heaven.

Rumbling--

Thunder exploded in mid-air opposite the sword shadow, and a finger full of endless holy light pointed out from the gate of heaven, pressing straight towards the sword light cut by Meng Lang with a rolling pressure that did not resemble the world.

The sword light and the giant finger collided with each other, and the huge shock wave distorted the space at the point of collision, and the sand and gravel all over the ground were lifted up layer by layer, and the smoke and dust rolled wildly.

Swish!
Meng Lang, who was cut with a sword, was slightly out of breath, but at this moment, he waved his sword with excited eyes and shook off the blood stained on the tip of the sword.

"This is the omniscient and omnipotent angel teaching God? That's all!" Looking at the so-called holy city standing on the top of the mountain inside the gate, Meng Lang couldn't help but smile disdainfully when he saw no one came out.

The head-on blow just now gave Meng Lang an idea. Now he can be sure that the old monster hiding in the city on the top of the mountain has at least 5000 points of combat power, but this old monster seems to be worse than a dog with a certain aptitude Just like the villain in the world of wind and cloud, the strong is strong, but he doesn't have a heart that belongs to the strong.

Meng Lang's Xuanyuan Sword Qi is a combat technique that symbolizes the strongest power, and it has the effect of doubling the lethality. After the short confrontation just now, he suspects that the cowardly guy inside is probably I won't come out and face myself again.

But that's fine too, as long as he can hold back the gate of the kingdom of heaven and not let it close, the task of the senior tourist group that he has high hopes on will be more confident of success...

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The camera shifts to Baizhou, a train heading towards the Holy See of Angels.

A group of gray-haired elderly people sat neatly in the entire carriage, all wearing fiery red inferior T-shirts and trousers, and red peaked caps with the words "the most beautiful is the sunset red" on their heads. All of them were holding a Qi energy satellite mobile phone specially provided by Haoqi League, watching the live broadcast of the World Alien Conference with nervous expressions.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the battle between Meng Lang and the Angel Legion had already stuttered the narrator on the neon side, who hesitated and didn't know how to evaluate this outrageous battle situation.

Relatively speaking, the old people in the carriage are more knowledgeable. Zhang Zhiwei, the former celestial master, stared at the phone screen for a long time without blinking, rubbed his eyes and concluded:

"Meng Xiaoyou has indeed reached the realm of immortality, and the strength of the angels who are fighting fiercely with him is now close to the 180 points of Haoqi League's evaluation standard, and the speed of improvement has slowed down greatly.

According to my estimation, except for the 66 top Seraphs who can continue to improve to 300, the rest should not exceed 220. "

"Then how long do you think Meng Lang can last?" Zeng Yi asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Zhiwei slowly shook his head: "I don't know, Meng Xiaoyou has never shown his true self in front of the old Taoist, but I can be sure of one thing, even if there is a situation where he can't support himself, he will definitely be able to retreat."

"It's good if you can run away. In fact, I'm more worried about Chu Lan and the others' safety than Meng Boy." As he spoke, Lu Jin shook the latest screen on the phone screen with a slightly sad face, "Pay attention to the corner over there. The dozen or so Angel Cultists who hid have moved!"

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PS: The chapter is updated

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