Angel Binghua of the super seminary

Chapter 195, evolution, a more beast
The lava-like thick orange-yellow fluid on the edge of the melted alloy wall dripped onto the next layer, making a scorching sound.

The passageway, which was originally spacious and luxuriously decorated, is completely invisible at this moment. Even if you tell other angels that this place is a dilapidated ruin before, no angel will doubt it.

After the stellar energy and dark energy that formed the flame bombardment mixed and raged, the scorching air heated up by dozens of degrees blew past the position where Binghua stood, driving her long black hair and the silver cloak behind her to dance slightly.

Taking the position where Binghua stood as the dividing line, behind her is still a magnificent and intact corridor, and in front of her are the above-mentioned tragic ruins.

Flapping his wings, Binghua floated across the [-]-meter-long ruins made by himself in front of him. Along the way, he could still see a humanoid black unknown coke holding a cross sword from time to time.

However, Binghua didn't even have the interest to look at these angel wrecks, and flew straight to the tall gate at the end of the corridor.

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His sight suddenly dimmed, and Binghua entered an unusually wide palace hall, and when he raised his head, he could even see the cosmic starry sky behind the glass crystal material on the top of the hall.

On the ground in front of Binghua, except for a dark gold floor with a width of several meters in the middle of the front and a dark gold floor printed with wing patterns at the end, the rest of the area is gray-black smooth ground.

Suddenly, an unusually familiar voice from Binghua sounded at the end of the silent hall, which attracted her attention.

"Hua Ye..."

"Well~, yes, it's me."

Sitting on the dark golden throne, Hua Ye raised a finger with a smile on his face, and then lowered the raised arm when Binghua looked over.

"Sure enough, an angel will take the bait, but I didn't expect to catch a big fish like you. I thought it would be cold ice, but it's great to see you here."

After Hua Ye uttered the last sentence, he could no longer hide the excitement that was almost overflowing in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but began to rise.

Seeing Hua Ye's confident appearance sitting on the throne, Binghua couldn't help frowning.

"What do you mean?"

Hua Ye stood up from the throne and took a few steps forward, opened his arms and spoke loudly.

"It means that you will die here today, or fall into the hands of this king!"

As soon as Hua Ye finished speaking, the dimly lit hall suddenly became brighter, and the corners that were originally shrouded in shadow became clearly visible.

Only then did Binghua see a tall male angel standing beside the twelve load-bearing pillars with dark gold patterns in the main hall, and at the same time, dozens of guards had gathered at the door at the back Military Angel.

The scene of Binghua's eyes narrowing slightly was beyond her expectation, and she couldn't help but start guessing, could it be that her intentions and today's actions have already been known by the enemy?

"Ten commanders of the Imperial Guard of the three generations of angels, as well as the stronger commander and deputy commander of the Imperial Guard under my command, plus fifty elite soldiers carefully selected from the Imperial Guard.

Binghua, you cannot escape today, only to fall or surrender to this king is your future destiny! "

Hua Ye raised his right hand and said domineeringly, as if he had sounded Binghua's fate today.

Binghua's slender sword-shaped eyebrows have never been so tightly wrinkled as they are today, and even a faint word "Chuan" appeared between the brows.

In Binghua's hand, Qisha's exquisite silver sword flipped over, and the smooth sword reflected a dazzling silver light across Hua Ye and the commanders of the imperial guards.

"Hua Ye, you have no right to decide my fate."

Binghua lowered her face slightly after she finished speaking, and the black hair on her forehead covered her face, making it impossible for the male angels present to see clearly what Binghua's expression was at the moment.

"Although it's a bit difficult... But I still have to try, can I cut off that head of yours that I hate!"

After Binghua finished speaking, he tapped the ground with his toes, and his whole body flew out at once, even forming a faint diffuse air wave around him.

"Protect the king!"

The ten commanders of the imperial guards standing beside the main hall's load-bearing pillar shouted in unison, and then instantly pulled out their long sword, which was different from the regular cross sword, and rushed towards Binghua.

The dull explosion was mixed with the piercing sound of metal collisions, and Binghua's seven-kill king sword slammed down heavily was blocked by four silver cross swords.

A gust of air surged in an instant, blurring the surrounding scenery for an instant, and even made the floor under the feet of the four commanders of the Imperial Guard who were resisting the attack sink several millimeters under pressure.

You must know that both the ground and the walls of this hall are made of special strong alloys, the kind that can withstand the bombing of the Heavenly Blade main cannon.

But now there is slight deformation due to the collision of individual forces, which undoubtedly shows what kind of terrifying power is carried on the king sword in Binghua's hand.

And just as Binghua was pressing down on the King Sword of Seven Kills, six silver sword blades stabbed from six directions on both sides.

Feeling that nothing can be done, Binghua retracted the king sword and fell to the ground in an instant. At the same time, the blue electric light on his body burst back more than ten meters, leaving the battle circle, which was equivalent to returning to the original position.

And the ten army commanders who besieged Binghua just now gathered in one place in an instant, forming a simple battle formation. The silver cross swords in their hands were aligned in the direction of Binghua, completely separating Binghua from Huaye.

Binghua's eyes stayed on their weapons, and his heart sank as "Dark Silver Weapons"!
Hua Ye laughed heartily when he saw this, and sat back on the throne again, his fists that had been clenched in the dark were loosened.
"How about Binghua, the gift this king prepared for you is quite satisfactory! These are ten top three-generation fighters equipped with dark silver weapons, and if they are taken alone, they are all existences that can compete against the rising sun for a period of time.

If you want to decapitate this king, you have to step over their corpses, but this king doesn't think you have that ability, no matter how strong you are, you can't beat ten opponents of the same level. "

After speaking, Hua Ye was still leaning leisurely on the throne, as if he was watching a good show, so a few female angels were sent to rub his shoulders and fan him.

Binghua's gaze didn't stop at the ten commanders of the imperial guards gathered together, but kept staring at her with interest. Standing in front of Hua Ye, the two on the left and one on the right looked extremely powerful. on the male angel.

Binghua's intuition told him that the key to whether she could kill Hua Ye was the two male angels who looked like door gods standing under Hua Ye.

"But in the final analysis, we still need to deal with these miscellaneous fish that will hinder our actions first."

Thinking this way in his heart, Binghua also took practical actions in the next moment, raised Wang Jian to kill seven, and an explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the dazzling thunder exploded around Binghua, and crazily moved towards him with it as the center. Spread around!

The two powerful angels standing in front of Hua Ye like door gods stared slightly at the dark energy that appeared on the weapons in their hands. They swung forward and immediately scattered the thunder and lightning rushing to this side, making Hua Ye Without being affected in the slightest, he perfectly performed his duties as a guard.

For a moment, the hall seemed to be a field of thunder, and the chiefs of the imperial guards were a little caught off guard by the turbulent blue thunder, and they didn't know how to deal with it.

To say that this group of three-generation angels can be electrocuted by lightning is just a joke, but it is not without any impact, first of all it is the paralysis of the body, and then it is the impact on energy perception and vision.

(End of this chapter)