The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Looking at Sariel's incomparably ugly expression, Yang Qiu said in a flat tone.    

    

"Sariel, although I don't know what the use of this Heart Of Angel is, it must be very important for the Church to attach so much importance to it. Say, if I take this thing to exchange with other people, what benefits will they give me? Would you give me a reward of two trillion? "    

    

Sariel's expression changed again. He glared at Yang Qiu furiously and said in a somewhat crazy manner.    

    

"Jack, no, no! Master Yang Qiu, is what you said true? Where did you get the exact information? How can I guarantee that after I tell you the truth, you won't lie to me anymore? "    

    

The person who was competing with Sariel this time was that Nemo Hisith and the other three young men beside him. Their opponents were even stronger than him. If it wasn't for this reason, why would Sariel allow an outsider like Yang Qiu to participate in the competition?    

    

Sariel wanted to borrow Yang Qiu's strength. Money wasn't very important to him. As long as he could return to the Angel Corps, that was the most important thing.    

    

As long as he made a contribution this time, not only would he be able to wash away all his previous mistakes, he would also become the leader of the Angel Corps.    

    

As for Yang Qiu and his men, if they could survive this incident, Sariel wouldn't mind letting Yang Qiu rely on him. After all, he still had a powerful force in his hands.    

    

Yang Qiu smiled mysteriously and said with certainty.    

    

"Sariel, don't forget. I am from China, so naturally. In this land, I have many means. These tricks are enough for me to understand a lot of things before you reach Mao Ling. For example, there were some miraculous incidents that happened in Mao Ling. For example, Fallen Angel, Lucifer. In fact, they are the same as the gods you worship. They. . . Belong to the God Clan! Am I right?"    

    

Sariel's facial expression changed again. He stared at Yang Qiu, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He didn't know what to say.    

    

Yang Qiu nodded his head playfully and continued.    

    

"Also, the Angel Corps in the church. I know what you are doing! "    

    

Sariel's expression changed again. He quickly glanced at the door and shouted in a low voice in shock:    

    

"Damn it, what else do you know? Who. . . Are you?"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled and said lightly.    

    

"I am me. Who else can I be? Sariel. This is your business, not mine. So, don't doubt my motive. I just want to get more benefits, and I also want to be in front of you. . . Show me more strength and means, and fight for the future. . . We can truly cooperate! How about it?"    

    

Sariel hastily stood up. His entire body was trembling slightly, and his forehead was actually covered in a thin layer of cold sweat.    

    

"My god, sir, you have really. . . Exceeded my expectations. You are so powerful, what kind of existence are you? "    

    

Yang Qiu laughed dryly. He did not dare to be too tough. He just said mysteriously:    

    

"Let me tell you the truth. I am a cultivator from the east who was expelled by the sect! Do you understand what I mean? Like you, I don't dare to appear in Europe, nor do I dare to expose my strength in western world. After all, there are some rules that we must abide by, don't you agree? "    

    

Sariel looked at Yang Qiu as if he had just realized something, but he didn't say anything else.    

    

This fellow seemed to have fallen into deep thought. From time to time, he would look at Yang Qiu from head to toe with a strange gaze. That gaze was indescribably strange.    

    

Yang Qiu didn't look at him, but his eyes gradually narrowed.    

    

His heart slowly sank.    

    

Did I do something wrong?    

    

No!    

    

Time passed, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, Sariel still remained silent. Yang Qiu couldn't help but sneer and ask:    

    

"Sariel, what do you mean?"    

    

At this moment, Sariel suddenly raised his head. A huge energy fluctuation spread out from his body, covering the entire room with a strange Qi.    

    

Yang Qiu's face turned incomparably pale in an instant.    

    

Damn it!    

    

He suddenly stood up, but his butt did not leave the stool. His body was trapped in the same spot.    

    

Staring at Sariel in front of him, Yang Qiu shouted with a stern voice.    

    

"What do you want to do?"    

    

Sariel's handsome face suddenly turned into a strange transparent color. The clothes on his upper body turned invisible without a sound. Not only his face, but even his body had turned into a strange transparent color. His internal organs had also changed.    

    

Originally, he was a living person, but a pure white flame had appeared in his internal organs. The flame was jumping crazily, emitting waves of pure and powerful energy.    

    

This energy was different from the energy Yang Qiu had encountered before.    

    

It wasn't the Spiritual Power of a cultivator, nor was it the chaotic energy. It wasn't the evil blood Qi of the Bloody Demon, nor was it the energy that came from Dishi Yan's body. That deathly aura. . . It was similar to the Buddha Light of Western Cult, but it was obviously a different type of energy.    

    

If Yang Qiu really wanted to talk about it, he could sense a little warmth from this energy.    

    

He suddenly understood.    

    

This was the power of natural elements.    

    

The God Horoscopes of the Western God Clan had granted the God Clan the ability to control all kinds of elements. Superpowered people were the products of the union between the God Clan and ordinary people.    

    

Didn't Almighties also control the natural elemental powers?    

    

"Hehehehe!"    

    

Sariel let out an extremely cold laugh. This voice clearly did not belong to Sariel himself.    

    

"It's really. . . Too weak! Unexpectedly, the quality of humans was getting weaker and weaker. It was impossible for them to choose a few perfect bodies that were suitable for their descent. What a weak human. This body can only bring out one percent of my strength, but. . . That's enough! "    

    

" Descending? "    

    

Yang Qiu stared at Sariel, who had changed into another person. His eyes became incomparably cold.    

    

"That's right. This is the descent. "    

    

Sariel had completely returned to his previous appearance. His appearance and figure had not changed at all. However, his eyes had become extremely indifferent. That kind of indifference made Yang Qiu's heart feel cold.    

    

On his back, two pairs of crystal clear wings with an incomparably holy luster slowly spread out. Combined with his handsome face and cold eyes, it gave him an indescribable beauty.    

    

This was an angel, a four-winged angel.    

    

This Four-Winged Angel looked at Yang Qiu and said in an incomparably relaxed tone, looking down on him from above.    

    

"Lowly human, this is a miracle! You should feel honored to be able to witness the arrival of a god!"