Somehow, after seeing the smile on Jiang Wenming's face, Michael felt a little scared.
He actually felt fear towards a mortal?
"Just a humble mortal..."
"Don't open your mouth and be humble and shut up, mortal. What do you think you are in my eyes? God? No! You are just a bird-man with wings!"
Michael was about to fight back when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Wenming who seemed to be pointing the gourd mouth at him intentionally or unintentionally.
"..."
This saucy move almost made him angry and vomit blood on the spot.
"You can't talk to him. This guy just wants me to talk to you. I can't be fooled."
Michael kept warning himself in his mind.
One learns from every experience. Since he knew that answering the other party's questions would be taken away by the gourd, how could he be fooled a second time.
It's a pity that Satan was sucked into the gourd and he couldn't regain his twelve-winged form.
The current strength is greatly reduced.
but……
It's enough to deal with a mortal!
"God's punishment!"
Light sabers appeared from behind Michael.
"Come again, I really can't cry without seeing the coffin."
Jiang Wenming was speechless for a while. He repeated these moves over and over again. It seemed that the game would be over soon.
He casually took out the jade purification bottle from behind and pointed the mouth of the bottle at the lightsabers that were about to fall.
"go!"
"receive!"
Both sides took action at the same time.
Countless sword lights fell, but were sucked away by the jade purifying bottle.
"That's it?"
Jiang Wenming was about to mock Michael, but suddenly found that he had lost track of him.
"not good!"
Jiang Wenming shouted and immediately planned to leave the place.
A golden sword came out from his chest, and golden flames instantly burned his body to ashes.
"Mortals are mortals. Even if you have so many treasures and powerful power, it can't change the fact that you don't have a divine body."
Michael's sarcastic voice echoed throughout the audience.
Although the incarnation of Satan was lost in this battle, it was not a loss overall to obtain so many treasures.
"Ahhh...Jiang Shen is dead!"
"God Jiang died again?"
"Fuck, brother, the words you said made me hold back my tears in an instant."
"Suddenly I feel that Jiang Shen's level of cheating death is getting higher and higher."
"Why do you all think that Jiang Shen is not dead?"
"I don't need to guess to know that there will definitely be a twist next, and the host hasn't even come out yet."
"What you said seems to make sense."
"..."
The audience in the Huaxia District did not panic at all. After experiencing several ups and downs, they were used to it.
No one will believe that Jiang Wenming is really dead.
Except Michael in the ring!
"His Majesty the Pope, should we remind the Archangel?"
A cardinal asked the pope beside him in a low voice.
"The archangel has the guidance of the Father. When is it our servants' turn to remind him?"
The Pope glared at the red archbishop beside him, as if questioning.
Are you teaching me how to do things?
The Papal States seemed to be harmonious, but in fact it was divided into two factions, one believed in God Jehovah, and the other believed in Allah Jesus.
Although they are apparently from the same faction, anyone who knows their history knows that these two factions are at odds with each other.
This generation of popes are people from the Jesus faction. They belong to heaven, while Michael belongs to the Garden of Eden.
It doesn't matter to them whether they win against China or not. What's important is to use this opportunity to weaken the strength of another faction and become their only belief.
But I can’t say whether this idea can be done or not.
In the arena.
Michael reached out and picked up the few treasures that fell on the ground, especially the purple gold gourd and the jade purification bottle.
One can collect people, and the other can collect spells. They are simply a treasure to him.
"With these treasures, future battles will be easier."
A smile appeared on Michael's lips.
Suddenly.
The golden rope suddenly started to move on its own, following his palm, quickly spreading throughout his body, and getting tighter and tighter.
"It turns out that angels are also greedy. I thought you were really pure-hearted."
Jiang Wenming's joking voice came.
The next second.
The banana fan lying on the ground that had not been picked up suddenly moved, and then transformed into the appearance of Jiang Wenming.
Seventy-two changes!
"Who are you?"
Michael's pupils shrank and he asked sternly, feeling inexplicably shocked at the same time.
Because he didn't notice when the other party transformed from the beginning to the end.
And what happened to the person he killed just now?
Are there two divine beings?
This can't be blamed on his lack of knowledge. This magical power is spread in the East, and their Western gods have never seen it.
"Who is it? Didn't you just keep calling me a humble mortal? Now that you are about to be killed by a mortal like me, don't you feel very angry?"
Jiang Wenming said as he raised the Seven-Star Sword in his hand and stabbed him in the head.
"clang!"
When the long sword came into contact with Michael's body, it was bounced away.
"Um?"
Jiang Wenming glanced at the Seven Star Sword in his hand with some confusion.
"Hahaha...a mere mortal wants to kill a god!"
Michael let out a sarcastic laugh.
Jiang Wenming struck a few more times without belief, but was still bounced away.
"Mortals are mortals after all, how could they hurt a god?"
He is a god, and unless he possesses divine power, he cannot be hurt at all.
Although Jiang Wenming possesses the power of the Gold and Silver King, he does not have divine power himself.
He also saw this clearly and dared to ridicule without restraint.
Although he is tied up now, the power of the golden rope is limited. As long as he delays for a period of time, he can break free.
At that time, he will definitely use the most cruel method to kill the mortal who blasphemed the angel in front of him.
"Let's take it as brothers. You don't have the power to kill him."
The voice of the King of Gold and Silver sounded in Jiang Wenming's mind.
"It turns out that you need to use divine power. You should have told me earlier!"
Jiang Wenming suddenly realized.
"What do you mean? You have divine power? How is this possible?"
The Gold and Silver King looked confused.
Divine power is the name of the gods in the West. In the East, there is another name for them - the power of all living beings!
Only people and gods who are worshiped by incense can condense it.
Chiang Wenming had no divine status, so how could he be worshiped with incense?
"I don't have divine power, but my natal god does!"
The blood affinity between him and Di Jun is 99%. It is not easy to borrow the other's divine power.
It's just that he has never shown it in front of the world, and naturally the Gold and Silver King and the others don't know.
"Junior Jiang Wenming, I respectfully invite the Lord of Heaven, the Father of Ten Suns, and the Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons to come!"
As his words fell, a white light suddenly lit up in the Gate of Creation.
In an instant, the whole world lost its color.
The gold armor and silver helmet on Jiang Wenming also fell off automatically, turning into two great monsters, the Golden Horned King and the Silver Horned King.
"boom!"
The white light fell on Jiang Wenming, and a pair of golden wings unfolded after themselves.
His body flew up involuntarily and stood high in the sky.
Endless light emanated from him, like a second sun, making it difficult for everyone to look directly.
