Behind them, the holy knights are all composed of priests, and there are many summoned angels.
Angels accepted Prussia’s practice and were willing to be sacrificed.
When the angels died because of sacrifice, Prussia Zilin gained strength from it and became a saint.
Bright three pairs of wings appeared behind them.
Zilin is now like a god. She is holding Purple Moon and Spirit in one hand and waving her wings to fly forward quickly.
Proust, on the other hand, took his old friend with him to move faster.
Chapter 119 Storm Eye
Mo Xiaoxie needs to spend a lot of time every step forward.
The storm was too violent, and it was mixed with more and more sand. He had to magically create a protective cover to block the eyes, ears and nose.
He bent his back as much as possible, devoured his soul, burned a huge sword and made a staff to support his body and struggled forward.
Loneliness, pressure and anger made him lose his mind.
He has completely ignored whether this is the shadow trap or not. He knows he needs strength!
No amount of violent storm can stop his firm determination.
Trembling, shaking, but finally refusing to retreat half a step, beating ten thousand horses with strong wind and trampling, still refusing to fall down.
This is the back of a man who has lost all the men who have been forced to go to the road.
Now he has a power of faith in his heart!
Step by step, the footprints are as slow as turtles, and they are deeply immersed in the ground.
Finally, at the end of this gale, Mo Xiaoxie saw the end.
A towering super storm rolled and turned, and the earth trembled and was ground to pieces.
Violent storms are pouring out from there.
Graka said in a gloomy and vague voice, It’s almost there!
Mo Xiaoxie didn’t say anything, but continued to struggle to move towards strength step by step.
He finally got there.
A tornado with a diameter of 1,000 meters is close at hand.
A huge hole has been drilled in the earth, which is bottomless.
The tornado whirled wildly as if it could tear everything apart.
If you want something, just go in there! Graka shouted that the wind was too strong and his words became distorted as soon as he spoke.
Go into that place? Will it be ground to pieces? Mo Xiaoxie doesn’t know, but he can go without strength.
He stepped up slowly, and the road was an extended slope leading to the huge storm.
Mo Xiaoxie didn’t look back and walked forward with firm faith.
Suddenly, a figure broke through the ground and jumped out of the ground. It was a crocodile!
Damn it, I want you to pay for it! The crocodile in the deep marsh roared angrily with a broadsword until it controlled its body and fell to Mo Xiaoxie, trying to make him fall from the sky.
It’s a pity that the wind is too strong here, which is worse than that of the crocodile in the deep swamp. Now he is still in the middle of the river and was blown away immediately.
The crocodile in the deep marsh made several rounds, and finally thrust the broadsword in his right hand into the ground to stabilize himself. However, he was already behind Mo Xiaoxie Xu Yuan.