Lu Ming continued to summon strong gales in an attempt to block the attacks of the angel battle formation.
However, the angel battle formation set up by the dozen or so geniuses of the angel race had reached the level of ninth tier divine emperors. It had already exceeded the power range of the fierce wind Pearl.
&Nbsp; Boom Boom ...
The divine sword of holy light continued to clash with the gale. With each clash, it would be able to break through a gust of Gale.
"Let's kill this brat in one go!"
The male ten-winged Angel roared angrily. The divine sword of holy light shone even more brilliantly as it rapidly approached Lu Ming.
"This is bad!"
Lu Ming frowned. He kept trying to recall the ice mystical rod and wanted to use it to block the other party's attack. However, the ice mystical rod did not react at all. It was already entangled with the two great killing weapons of the angel race.
