Chapter 940 Ten-Winged Fallen Angel!



"What?"

The old man in white's face changed drastically.

He didn't expect that someone could actually crack his origin mark?

“So strong!”

Ye Han and Zhan Mo were both shocked.

This strength was completely beyond their imagination.

“A mere pariah of the ancient immortals, do you think you can defy heaven?” The ten-winged fallen angel snorted coldly, then pointed with his right hand.

Click, click, click...

The void continued to explode.

Horrible black holes kept appearing along his right hand.

That feeling.

It was as if he could destroy the world with just one finger, so powerful that it made people despair.

As for the old man in white, his body was constantly falling apart.

Reorganization.

Collapse again.

Repeatedly.

In just one second, it collapsed dozens of times.

Finally, his aura had become extremely weak and could dissipate at any time.

"Is this the true strength of Canxian?" Ye Han's face turned pale.

Broken immortal.

As the name suggests, they were once true immortals, but later due to injuries, they were unable to reach the peak, so they were called remnant immortals.

And this person's strength.

It is far superior to the remnant demon immortal back then.

But Ye Han was also very grateful.

If the powerful person who descended at that time was this person, then he would have no chance at all.

"Now, you can die."

At this time, the fallen angel shouted again.

The right hand pointed again.

The terrifying force, like a punishment from heaven, instantly arrived in front of the old man in white.

"Failure after all?" The old man in white gave a helpless smile.

Now he no longer has any ability to reconstruct his body.

Once destroyed.

There is only one way out: death.

die.

He was not afraid, but he felt unwilling.

However, in the face of absolute strength, what can one do even if one is unwilling?

"Why!"

Suddenly, a sigh sounded from the starry sky, and the next second, a figure slowly appeared in front of the old man in white.

He was a handsome young man.

The man's face was pale, his breath was weak, and he looked like a sickly person.

But that's just who he is.

Clap your right hand lightly.

Next second.

The terrifying aura of the fallen angel was actually dispersed by him in an instant.

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