Chapter 293 6-Winged Angel, Surrender to Zhenxiang

"Who is calling me?"

A majestic voice sounded, and a dazzling golden beam of light fell from the gate of space above the Pope's head.

"boom--"

An extremely tyrannical aura emanated from the golden beam, like a surging golden wave, sweeping in all directions!

"Puff-"

"Puff-"

The bright knights on the holy mountain of light were directly crushed to the ground, unable to lift their heads at all, trembling all over, panicking to the extreme!

Even the high-level and demigods of the Holy See of Light, such as the Holy Maiden of Light who were shrouded in the light shield, felt a burst of suffocation and heart palpitations.

"Okay... such a terrifying aura, definitely surpassing the level of the lower gods!"

"As expected of His Majesty the Pope, the summoned Angel from the Upper Realm is so tyrannical!"

The top demigods of the Holy See of Light were all excited, as if they had seen Meng Lei being defeated or even killed.

While the audience was boiling, the golden light gradually faded away, revealing a majestic figure:

Wearing a golden halo, holding a golden spear, exuding a golden halo, bare feet, and three pairs of golden wings growing behind!

"Seraph!"

"It's a six-winged angel comparable to the median god!"

"We are saved! The Holy See of Light is saved! See, we are saved!"

Everyone fell into ecstasy, and the Holy Maiden of Light was also inexplicably excited. As a member of the Holy See, how could she not know the rank and strength of angels?

Angels are divided into three nine classes!

The lower angel, with four wings on his back, is comparable to the lower gods!

The median angel, carrying six wings, is comparable to the median god!

The upper angel, carrying eight wings, is comparable to the upper god!

Each rank is divided into three ranks!

Among them, the three levels of the median angel are: able angels, power angels, and main angels. The first level is stronger than the first level, and the first level is stronger than the first level!

The angel who came this time has six wings on his back and is a proper median god!

The median god, how tyrannical?

"I just don't know which rank this angel is among the middle angels? If it is the main angel, today's battle will be won!"

The bright saintess's eyes were agitated, and her eyes were full of expectations and hopes, as well as full of hope.

"Who is calling me?"

The Seraphim looked down at the scrawny Pope Hayes, his voice extremely majestic.

"Lord Angel, I called you!"

Pope Hayes was dying, but his eyes were shining, and he pointed at Munray and said excitedly:

"Lord Angel, I am the Pope of the Holy See of Light in this dimension, and an evil blasphemer has been born in our dimension!"

"He wants to destroy our Holy See of Light, cut off the faith of the Lord, and hope that the Lord Angel will impose divine punishment, remove heresies, and protect my Holy See!"

After he said these words tremblingly, Pope Hayes seemed to have used up all his strength, his head crooked, and he completely softened.

If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving up and down, he would have thought that he had farted.

"The Blasphemer?"

The seraph looked at Munray,

There was a fierce cold light in the golden eyes:

"Any blasphemer who dares to blaspheme my lord, be damned! I... Angel of Power Lorenzo Fillmore, sentence you to death!"

The majestic voice is still echoing in the void, and the spear in the hand of the Seraphim has reached the center of Meng Lei's eyebrows, and the speed is extremely fast.

Swah——

It's a pity that the spear stabbed a phantom, and Meng Lei appeared a few meters away, looking at the Seraphim with interest.

He could feel that the power angel in front of him was not a projection of divine power, but his real body!

This is amazing!

"Dodora, doesn't it mean that the gods of the void cannot come to the lower planes? Why can this seraph come to the sky continent?"

"There are no absolute facts, and there are loopholes in the rules of heaven and earth!"

Dodora explained lightly: "Under normal circumstances, the gods of the void cannot come to the lower planes ruled by the gods, but a sacrificial secret technique like the Holy See of Light can indeed create a gate of space for a short time and summon the gods of the void to come. !"

"Of course, this kind of sacrifice is a racial secret method, and it is impossible for ordinary gods to know it. Looking at the void world, there are very few gods who know it!"

"I see!"

Monley nodded slightly.

"So fast!"

As soon as the shot was missed, the Seraphim Lorenzo was slightly surprised: "You can actually escape my attack, it seems that you are not an ordinary true god! But in front of me, any speed is futile!"

"Angel Field!"

"Om-"

The golden ripples rippled, covering the space around Meng Lei, the void was directly imprisoned, and even Meng Lei was imprisoned in place!

"To deal with a low-level god like you, the realm of the gods is enough!"

The Seraphim Lorenzo stepped forward, and the tip of the spear was already between Monrey's eyebrows:

"Blagues, at the moment you blasphemed the Lord, your destiny is doomed!"

"Go to hell!"

The tip of the spear can pierce into Meng Lei's eyebrows just by pushing it forward, but the Seraphim Lorenzo was stunned to find that his body was unable to move. The movements that he could make at will at ordinary times were more important at this moment. Absolutely!

"what happened?"

Seraphim Lorenzo is unbelievable. He is a median deity, and he may not be a big deal in the entire angelic protoss, but when he descends to a lower plane, is he invincible?

How could it not move?

"Is the divine body unable to move?"

Munray smiled at the Seraphim.

"This is... the power of the plane?"

Seraphim Lorenzo carefully felt the power of imprisoning himself, and suddenly his face changed dramatically:

"You refined the heart of the plane of this seat and became the master of the plane of this seat?"

"you guessed right!"

Meng Lei nodded with a smile: "Also, I want to add that I am a mid-level deity, and you are at the same level, so even if you don't have the power of the plane, your realm of the gods can't help me!"

As he said that, Meng Lei stepped forward, strangely approaching the Seraphim, and then punched out.

"puff--"

As if struck by lightning, Seraphim Lorenzo spewed out a bloody arrow that would displace his internal organs.

"This power... It really is the median god!"

The Seraphim Lorenzo was shocked, and suddenly looked at Pope Hayes, his eyes were full of anger and hatred:

"You damn idiot, are you blind? You let me come to the plane of the Lord, do you want to kill me, you stupid thing!"

Lorenzo was pissed off. Mong Lei was the median god, so he was on par with him, and he was the master of planes. Where could he be an opponent?

He is just an angel comparable to ordinary strength, let him fight with a median god who is the master of the plane, is this trying to kill him?

It's a shame that the Pope, this idiot, didn't even understand this, and let him come, which is simply pushing him into the fire pit!

Although he was very angry, Pope Hayes finally took a breath. He wanted to keep this breath until the end of the battle. He wanted to see the scene where Mon Ray was eliminated and their bright Holy See was renewed!

So, he is not dead, he is watching the battle between Mon Ray and the Seraphim!

Seeing that Meng Lei was imprisoned, he cheered in his heart. He was indeed a seraph, his strength was really strong, and the realm of God suppressed Meng Lei.

However, at this moment, suddenly being scolded by Lord Angel, the Pope was a little embarrassed: "Lord Seraphim, I... What's wrong with me?"

"You bloody idiot!"

The six-winged angel glared at the Pope: "Did you know that he has refined the heart of this plane and became the master of the plane?"

"Lord of the plane?"

Pope Hayes' complexion changed dramatically. The Holy See of Light has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. As the Pope, how could he not know what the master of the plane is?

The master of the plane can mobilize the power of the entire plane for his own use. It is extremely powerful. It is no exaggeration to say that in his own plane, the master of the plane is absolutely invincible!

Meng Lei, is actually the master of the plane?

"I don't even know if the other party is the master of the plane, so I call it at will, stupid!"

The Seraphim Lorenzo was about to die of anger, but now, no matter how much he reprimanded the Pope, it was useless. He turned his head to look at Monrey:

"Your Excellency, I have committed many crimes that I did not know before. I hope you forgive me, and I will leave now!"

After speaking, he rose into the air and was about to return to the gate of space and leave the Vault of Heaven Continent.

"Wait!"

Meng Lei opened his mouth: "You can come if you want, and leave if you want. What do you think of this place?"

"How are you doing?"

Seraphim Lorenzo's pupils shrank, staring at Meng Ray coldly, with anger flashing in his eyes.

"I heard that your angel family serves the God of Light. They are born slaves and lackeys, and are extremely good at serving and serving?"

Munray flicked his fingers.

"Bold!!!"

Seraphim Lorenzo's face changed: "Your Excellency, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Oh?"

Monley raised an eyebrow.

"You are blaspheming the great God of Light!"

The six-winged angel Lorenzo shouted: "The master of a low-level plane, who dares to commit the following crimes and blaspheme the Lord God, you are guilty!"

"guilty?"

Meng Lei shook his head and sneered: "It is a sin to provoke the God of Light. Then I have scolded the God of the Underworld, spit on the God of Death, and dreamed of the Goddess of Life. Isn't it a sin that is monstrous and deserves a thousand cuts?"

"You damned blasphemer!"

The Seraphim Lorenzo trembled angrily: "You are sinful, sinful, sinful, sinful, sinful, you deserve ten thousand deaths..."

"Are you finished?"

Meng Lei waved his hand impatiently: "If it's finished, I'll give you a chance to live, hand over the source of the soul, and surrender to me!"

"Submit? You actually want me to submit?"

The six-winged angel Lorenzo was furious: "I am a member of the angelic race, a servant of the great God of Light, even if I die, or fall into hell forever, or fall into the devil I hate the most, I will never surrender. to you!"

"Don't surrender? Then die!"

Meng Lei snorted coldly, and the Netherworld Divine Fire burst into his hand: "I will use the Netherworld Divine Fire to burn your body and soul, and make your soul fly away!"

Looking at the ghost fire in the hands of Meng Lei, the Seraphim Lorenzo wanted to die.

It is both the master of the plane, the middle god, or the head of the phoenix, how can such a pervert be born in a low plane?

"Lord Angel, it's time for you to hit the road, hit the road early, and report to hell early!"

Meng Ray arrived in front of the Seraphim Lorenzo in a teleport, but before he launched an attack, he had just spoken before, and the impassioned Lord Angel prostrated directly at his feet:

"Don't...don't burn me! I...I surrender!"

Monley: "..."

Old Dean: "..."

Holy Maiden: "..."

Pope: Death!