A cold wind poured in from the gap in the barrier, and Chuyt shivered.

Millow smiled and said, "Are you cold or scared?"

"Of course it's cold!" Chuyt clasped his shoulders tightly.

Millow gave him a jug of wine: "Drink, take a few more sips and you won't be afraid."

"I was not afraid."

"Drink a few more sips and it won't be cold."

Chuyt took a big sip, wiped his mouth and said, "Why have you slept for so long? You have been promoted?"

Millow took out another hip flask and took a sip and said, "If you drink too much, you will go to bed. What's so strange about this?"

"You should know what kind of enemy we are going to face."

"It doesn't matter what kind of enemy he is, just hit it."

"It seems that you have been promoted to the eighth level, and you speak so arrogantly," Chuyt laughed, a cold wind hit, he shivered again, and quickly took a sip, "I may be really scared. I always feel that there are enemies outside."

"It's nothing to fear, there are indeed enemies outside," Millow raised his neck, drank the wine, threw the flask on the ground, stood up and said, "The chicks sent by the Lord of God's Punishment, come and kill as many!"

Chuyt quickly stood up: "What is a chick?"

"Xiaoer is the one who just became an angel. This was sent by the Lord of God's Punishment to find the way."

"Angels are angels after all!" Chuyt took out the girl's cold and numb expression, "You hide first, don't take action if you have to, I will try to scare them away."

"That's so boring, didn't you just want me to fight them?"

"No matter how low-level angels are, their personalities are very high.

"Although the personality is high, the real strength is just mortals," Millow licked the scimitar, "and you can't scare them away, they are here to die, their purpose is to try our reality. "

When the words fell, Millow pushed Chuyt away, and a holy light passed through his head. Chuyt was shocked, but found that Milo was safe and sound.

At the moment the Holy Light passed through, Millo's head turned into a drunk mist, and then recovered again, and Chuyt's eyes could not catch up with Milo's movements.

An angel rushed into the barrier and came close to Milo. Milo sprayed a sip of wine mist at the angel, and instead of killing him, he turned to face another angel.

What is this for? Why didn't you kill the angel with such a good opportunity?

Millow was fighting with another angel. The angel who had been sprayed with wine mist stood there for a while, and suddenly shot a golden light toward Millow.

Chuyt shouted: "Be careful!"

Milo flashed away calmly, and the golden light hit another angel.

This is too much. Even if the angel is not helpful, he shouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

But the angel who had been sprayed with wine mist was still attacking another angel. The angel skills that had been hit by the golden light were sealed and could only be beaten all the time. There was no need for Milo to do it. It had been burned by the use of Liuyan in the wine mist. dust.

The Wine Mist Angel is controlled by Millow!

It can't be said to be control. He is fighting autonomously, and some fighting methods are not what Milo wants. He can easily hurt Milo when he releases the stone rain.

But he did become Millow's helper. After killing two angels who were defenseless against him, the wine mist angel was burned to death by another angel.

But Millow sprayed a sip of wine mist at an angel, who once again became his comrade-in-arms.

What is this operation? Can a sip of wine mist transform an angel?

Is Milo really just a Tier 8 believer?

The fierce battle continued, and six angels had been killed in the hands of Millow before and after. It is undeniable that the strength of these angels is a bit unbearable, much weaker than the angel that Manda captured alive. (Lu Sen, the lord of Tieshan Town, claims to be the bloodline of the Lord of God's Punishment, bearing the seal of loyalty on his body)

But Mirlo's performance today made Chuyt overjoyed. In addition to Manda, the Claudesai family still has the power to fight.

The four angels rushed into the barrier together. This time Millow was struggling. He didn't have a chance to spray out the mist.

An angel tried to seal Mirlo's skills with golden light, and Chuyt suddenly came to the back of the angel, slapped his hands, and released a large amount of dust.

The angel froze for a long time, thinking he was lost.

The remaining three angels were also confused. From their sight, the angel disappeared in the dust.

This was just a blindfold, but it had an excellent effect in the fierce battle. Two angels continued to fight Mirlo, and the remaining two angels rushed towards Chuyt.

The scene was a bit awkward. Chuyt wanted to attract firepower, but after the firepower came, Chuyt could only escape.

What was even more embarrassing was that he couldn't run fast, and was quickly blocked by two angels back and forth.

All he could do now was to delay the time and wait for Milo to clean up the other two angels before coming to rescue him.

Chuyt fluffed his long hair and showed a sullen smile.

With this smile alone, he felt that he could at least drag a hundred percent hourglass.

But things were different from what he thought, and the two angels rushed towards Chuyt without fear.

They didn't see through Chuyt's disguise, they really used Chuyt as a balance, but they were not afraid of death.

It was said by Millow that they were here to die, using their lives to test the reality of Qixing Mountain.

This is the situation that Chuyt is most unwilling to accept. The shock is ineffective, and Chuyt can only forcefully challenge, changing to another opponent, and Chuyt can also use deception to change his body shape and avoid critical positions.

Ketian uses the skills of the Lord of God's Punishment. Holy light, stone rain, flow inflammation, seal, and damage are all regional.

There is also the inevitable singing, an angel attacking, while singing a hymn.

Chuyt was dizzy and dizzy. Seeing that his life was unsafe, an angel suddenly solidified in place, the skin on his face faded, and even the clothes on his body sank into pale stagnation.

He became a stone, it was Medusa!

There are a pair of faint green eyes hidden in the weeds. You don't need to breathe twice. It only takes a moment to look at each other to turn the opponent into a stone. Medusa has evolved.

Chuyt did not let go of the chance to pretend to be. He came to the petrified angel and gave a high-five. The dust was everywhere. From a visual point of view, he turned the petrified angel into dust.

Another angel gritted his teeth, stretched a distance and prepared to deal with Chuyt.

Before he could use the skill, a group of snake hair was wrapped around him, and the angel fell limp and lost consciousness.

Chuyt stepped forward to prepare to repeat the old trick, and then shot a piece of dust, and Medusa walked out of the grass impatiently.

"Don't waste time." She knelt down and unscrewed the angel's head directly.

Chuyt backed away two steps, and Medusa was a little scary at the moment.

She was covered with green scales, disappeared for so many days, did she shed her skin?

Millow dealt with the remaining two angels and smiled at Medusa.

Medusa's eyes still flashed green, and Chuyt quickly looked away.

The battle seemed to be over. Millow was about to pick up the hip flask on the ground, just bend down and stand up again.

To be careless, there will be at least one strong behind a group of waste wood, otherwise it will not even be able to reach the purpose of testing the reality.

An archangel walked into the barrier, and the divine pressure released from him knew that this was not an easy character to deal with.

Millow moved his shoulders and neck, and the wine mist slowly spread around.

Medusa's snake hair stood up, green eyes wandering back and forth on the archangel's face~lightnovelpub.net~Can they defeat the archangel?

Chuyt was anxious, but saw a blush on the archangel's face.

Is he drunk?

The wine mist suddenly thickened, causing Chuyt to cry.

Millow suddenly dropped the scimitar and knelt on one knee.

What is he doing?

The archangel turned around in the wine mist and looked at the figure behind him in surprise.

He didn't seem to be ready for the battle until the figure walked closer and smashed his head with a scepter. He never made any resistance.

The one holding the scepter is a delicate young man. Could it be that he is...

Dionysus, the **** of wine, came to Milo and smiled: "It's time, my substitute."