Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Just as everyone was shocked, the lightsaber suddenly rose into the air and slashed towards Yang Ling.

The power of Holy Light is enough to destroy everything in the world, including souls.

If this attack hits, Yang Ling will probably be in danger.

"Human, can you still hold on now?"

"If you are willing to kneel before me and repent, perhaps God will forgive your sins!"

Hearing Gabriel's words, Yang Ling couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Haha! You want me to kneel down? Just because of you?"

He glanced into the distance, his eyes full of murderous intent, and said coldly: "Even if I am not your opponent, so what? Even if I can't blow up you angels, don't even think about judging me!"

Yang Ling's arrogant words completely angered Gabriel and Michael.

The two men became furious at the same time and used their magic again, preparing to destroy Yang Ling in one fell swoop.

Yang Ling saw Gabriel and Michael performing magic again and immediately stepped forward to meet them.

He was agile and had a strong spiritual awareness, and he attacked the two angels mercilessly.

Gabriel and Michael were not to be outdone, and used various magical powers to surround Yang Ling in the center.

For a moment, there was a strong wind, thunder and lightning, and the whole space was filled with their divine power.

However, Yang Ling was still dodging the attacks of the two with ease.

At the same time, he kept fighting back while dodging.

His attacks were fast and accurate, and each move hit Gabriel and Michael's weak points.

Although the two are the Lord God's left and right arms, their strength is actually compromised when they were invited to the world.

However, in the lower worlds where they generally descend, they are almost invincible.

However, this time, they felt like they had hit a wall and began to feel a little tired.

Gabriel couldn't help but shout, and a ray of light instantly illuminated the entire battlefield, and Michael followed suit and launched an attack.

Gabriel and Michael joined forces to launch a powerful magic, ready to defeat Yang Ling in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Yang Ling immediately used his unique skills.

He took a deep breath, and his whole body was instantly filled with infinite power.

Following a loud shout, he slapped out with his palm.

A fireball as dazzling as the sun instantly illuminated the entire space and collided with Gabriel and Michael's attacks.

The air was filled with a strong smell. Yang Ling's attack finally broke through Gabriel and Michael's defenses and blew them away.

Yang Ling, panting, looked at the two people who were blown away, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Although the melee was extremely difficult, he eventually gained the upper hand.

Then, Yang Ling's figure disappeared instantly.

The next moment, he appeared beside the Seraphim Gabriel.

The sword slashed down suddenly, the sword energy cut through the air, and with a white light it went straight to Gabriel.

The Seraph Gabriel only had time to raise his arm for defense. Although the defense was timely, his arm was still cut by the sword.

The Seraph Gabriel let out a scream and flew backwards.

Yang Ling didn't wait for the Seraphim Gabriel to land, and followed him again, slashing down with the sword again.

Seeing this, Michael rushed to the rescue. After saving Gabriel, the furious Michael directly used his divine eye skill.

As Michael's divine eye opened, the originally quiet air began to fluctuate, and a powerful force instantly emerged, directly enveloping Yang Ling.

Yang Ling felt as if he was in a world full of nightmares. All around him were various horrific scenes that made him shudder and feel an unspeakable fear.

He saw countless tortured human souls imprisoned in dark cages. Those imprisoned human souls were covered in wounds and blood, which was shocking.

They kept crying out, longing to be saved, but no one paid attention to their cries.

Their voices echoed in the darkness like wails, making people tremble with fear and shudder.

In addition, he also saw countless monsters and demons roaring and struggling in the darkness, as if they were craving for something terrifying.

These monsters and demons have different appearances and hideous shapes, which make people feel cold and tremble all over after seeing them.

Yang Ling felt his body begin to tremble uncontrollably, and his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest.

A strong sense of fear continued to spread in his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

However, at this moment, a very tempting voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice was full of strength and comfort, as if it could help Yang Ling escape from his current situation and get out of trouble.

Facing the voice's guidance and soothing words, Yang Ling tried hard to concentrate and tried to resist the influence and interference of the voice.

But his body seemed to be attracted by a magnet and moved involuntarily towards the direction of the sound, as if he could not resist the mysterious force.

He saw a mysterious figure that was constantly attracting and calling him, making him feel extremely tired and numb, but also very friendly and warm.

Yang Ling knew very well that he must not let these horrific scenes destroy his will and determination. He must persevere and not give up easily!
So he struggled to break free from the force that bound and restricted him, but he was powerless.

Yang Ling gradually realized that his willpower was like the sand in an hourglass, slipping away one by one and becoming increasingly unstable.

That feeling was like a string that had been stretched tight for a long time and could break at any time. He gritted his teeth and tried to resist the wavering in his heart. With his muscles tensed, he suddenly raised the sword in his hand and slashed at his arm without hesitation.

A sharp pain instantly swept through his body, but this intense pain became his life-saving straw to escape the control of Michael's Divine Eye.

A deep wound was left on Yang Ling's arm, and blood was flowing out like a fountain. He endured the pain and quickly took out the healing medicine and applied it on the wound.

As the drug took effect, Yang Ling gradually regained his composure. A firm light flashed in his eyes. He knew that only by sticking to his beliefs could he not be swayed by Michael's power. At this moment, his heart was filled with courage and determination. He held the sword tightly in his hand, as if holding his own destiny.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ling looked up at the sky, staring at the Seraphim. There was no fear in his eyes, nor any sign of retreat.

He understood that this battle would be an unprecedented tough test, but he was fully prepared and would go all out no matter what the outcome.

Seeing Yang Ling so determined and fearless, Michael decided not to delay any longer and began to summon his capable subordinates - the winged angels.

As Michael’s chanting sounded, countless silver-white lights fell from the sky, as dazzling as a meteor shower.

However, these white lights are fleeting, leaving people with only endless reverie and expectations.

Yang Ling knew in his heart that the real war was about to begin.

When the white light completely dissipated and the world returned to silence, a group of winged angels with metallic luster appeared in everyone's sight. They were arranged in an orderly manner and looked fierce, as if they would launch a fatal attack at any time.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling's brows furrowed. He stared at the winged angel in front of him, and a strong sense of worry arose spontaneously.

These winged angels were Michael's personal guards, and their strength was no less terrifying than that of a master in the initial stage of Qi Refining. Their individual combat capabilities were extremely strong, making Yang Ling feel extremely difficult.

At this moment, the winged angels suddenly moved.

However, they did not charge directly at Yang Ling, but flew straight towards the Qin soldiers behind him. Their goal was very clear, which was to attack the weakest part of the Qin army.

Under Michael's careful command, the winged angels planned to eliminate the weakest soldiers of the Qin Dynasty first in order to weaken the enemy's overall strength.

"You damn angels!" Faced with such unsportsmanlike winged angels, Meng Tian's roar resounded through the sky.

However, anger could not change anything. Those winged angels still quickly approached the Qin soldiers, preparing to launch a fatal attack.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Fusu's eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination. He began to quickly dispatch the Qin army, organize an effective defense line, and try to stop the attack of the double-winged angel.

However, Ying Zheng appeared to be calmer and more decisive. He directly drew out the sword worn at his waist and threw it hard.

A sword flashing with cold light shot straight at the winged angels like lightning, so fast that it caught people off guard.

"Pfft!"

There was a muffled sound, and a winged angel didn't even have the chance to react before Ying Zheng's sword pierced his head.

Seeing their companions die tragically on the spot, the other winged angels were shocked. They never expected that Ying Zheng would have such powerful strength and decisiveness.

After a while, the winged angels stopped attacking the Qin soldiers and rushed towards Ying Zheng. They seemed to realize that only by getting rid of this powerful enemy first could they complete the next task more smoothly.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

The personal guards around Ying Zheng roared and protected Ying Zheng tightly behind them.

They were fully aware of the weight of their responsibility and would not let Ying Zheng come to any harm at any cost.

Fusu began to organize the Qin army with all his strength to resist the fierce attack of these winged angels.

However, the power of the two-winged angel was too strong, and even the well-trained Qin army could not resist it easily.

Soon, one warrior after another fell in a pool of blood, and their sacrifice made the Qin army even more angry and determined.

"Kill! We must protect His Majesty!" The leaders of the Qin army, Meng Tian and Wang Jian, shouted angrily. They fought back and engaged in a thrilling fight with the double-winged angel.

Every Qin soldier fought with all his might, knowing that the outcome of this battle would directly affect the future and destiny of the Qin State.

At this moment, the winged angels in the sky seemed to have received some kind of order. They all flew to the sky, lined up neatly, and began to chant in unison.

As their chants began, streaks of blazing flames dropped from the sky and fiercely exploded the ground.

The battlefield was suddenly enveloped by blazing flames, making everyone present feel a strong heat wave coming towards them.

Yang Ling dodged the incoming flames swiftly, while waving the sword in his hand to fight back. His sword skills were extremely sharp, and every attack hit the flames accurately, shattering them into countless sparks.

Yang Ling's figure flickered on the battlefield, like a ghost, making his movements difficult to predict.

Michael was not to be outdone and launched another fierce attack on Yang Ling. His attack speed was so fast that it was simply dazzling.

Michael's scorching body radiated a strong light, making people dare not look directly into his eyes. His wings burned with raging fire, emitting strong heat waves that seemed to devour the whole world.

Michael's attacks were extremely fierce, and each time he attacked, he seemed to want to defeat Yang Ling completely.

However, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with wit and calmness. He kept dodging Michael's attacks while looking for his flaws.

While dodging, Yang Ling's body was as light and graceful as a nimble swallow, safely avoiding one fiery attack after another.

Then, Yang Ling launched another fierce attack on Michael. His swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every attack hit Michael accurately.

However, Michael seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued to attack Yang Ling frantically.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly found a flaw on Michael's body. He immediately seized the opportunity and launched a fatal attack on him.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense, and the two's attacks became increasingly fierce. They seemed to have tried their best to win this battle. Looking at the scorching battlefield, Gabriel was still giving new instructions to the winged angels.

As Gabriel gave the order, the winged angels quickly changed their formation and began to chant a new spell.

The chanting of the winged angels gradually became louder and louder, and they seemed to be accumulating powerful strength.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly discovered a huge vortex appeared in the sky.

That was the ultimate joint attack of the two-winged angels - the Blazing Vortex! The vortex grew larger and larger, spinning faster and faster, and its power was enough to destroy the entire battlefield.

Yang Ling was shocked. He knew that if he and others were involved, there would be no chance of survival. He hurriedly stepped back a few steps and formed a powerful shield to resist the attack of the Blazing Sky Vortex.

The shield emits a dazzling light, making people feel a powerful energy fluctuation.

At this moment, the Blazing Sky Vortex fell with a loud bang, rolling up huge waves.

The huge wave threw the entire battlefield into chaos, and countless soldiers were caught in it, their lives and deaths uncertain.

Yang Ling tightly grasped the sword in his hand, and his body gradually emitted a golden light with every deep breath. (End of this chapter)