Chapter 1137

Ishanshan's white wings danced lightly, shed a lot of light, she embraced the lyre, this elegant instrument also known as Shiqin, set off her temperament at the moment more and more like a real angel.

Beautiful, pure, holy, and kind.

Ishanshan gently fiddled with the instrument, her majestic gaze swept across the tyrant and countless zombies and lickers and said: "Devil, you are cruel and bloodthirsty, cold-blooded, and inhumane. Now, I want to drive God. The responsibility of the messenger will purify you all!"

"No, stop her!"

Somewhere in Xiangshan, the sect adjudicator, the dream-building expert named Zhou Qi screamed fiercely.

Divine Power Transformation generally obeys the simple principle of becoming more famous. Once an angel, a well-known myth and legend, is manifested, it immediately gains more power than any previous transformation.

Succubus, Erlang, zombies, tyrants, etc., all these things are not as famous as angels.

The sacred messenger of God, under the strong cultural spread of the West, is almost unknown to everyone in the world.

"Roar!" The tyrant rushed over under the command of Zhou Qi, desperate to stop Yishanshan's actions.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng~!"

Ishanshan, who was in the form of an angel, plucked the strings lightly, and a melodious sound of the piano sounded, clearly transmitted to every ear of Xiangshan.

"In the name of God, lower your power and purify the world-Great Purification Technique!"

Yishanshan, who gathered the thoughts of the remnants of Xiangshan and was trusted by many people, had grown to an incredible level.

After a clear drink, the light of the great purification technique spread from her body, like a beam of light that penetrated the sky, defeating the dark clouds that had been covering the sky for many days, and the world was suddenly clear.

And the zombies on the ground, after being exposed to the light, all dissipated in the void as a piece of fly ash, and countless fragments of limbs and blood on the ground were all purified.

The licker and the tyrant were equally unable to resist this force and collapsed. Among them, the huge size of the tyrant was the most shocking.

The enemy that Xiao Jiayu could not defeat with exhaustion before, could not hold Yi Shanshan's move, it turned into flying ashes.

With flowers in full bloom and green grass, Fragrant Mountain suddenly changed from a terrifying purgatory to a paradise on earth.

The survivors scattered all over the Fragrant Mountain stood up at this moment and gave admiration and excitement to Ishanshan who was flying in mid-air.

Ishanshan's beautiful and sacred demeanor with a poem in her arms, elegant and ecstatic, left a very deep impression on everyone. This white figure will surely remain in people's memory for a long time in the future.

The top of the mountain.

The two inspectors were so crushed by this force that they were beheaded by the eldest lady and Li Yun, and even the white phantom that had escaped was also broken up by two swords.

After killing five inspectors, coupled with the powerful force of Ishanshan sweeping the world, the spiritual power cage constructed by the gods finally produced a trace of turbulence.

"Li Yun, have you heard?"

"Zhang Xiaotian?" Li Yun was a little surprised. Why did his voice come in?

"Are you talking to me in the real world?"

"Yes, but I don't have time to talk to you in detail."

Zhang Xiaotian said in a quick tone, "Listen to me, if you want to break the mental power cage, you must kill the hidden..."

"We have killed five inspectors, and there are five more, including at least one DreamBuilder who didn't kill." Li Yun interrupted him.

"...There is only one dream building class, and two dream building classes generally don't act together."

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