The two black shadows suddenly intertwined, and Lao Xia was ready to be beaten by Christina to the point of "face on the ground and butt on the sky".

After all, no matter how angry you are, you cannot smooth out the amazing gap in your strength.

However, Lao Xia was the illegitimate son of the goddess of luck after all, and the tragic plot of being pressed to the ground and beating him seemed to be no longer his turn. Two black cats exchanged claws in the air, and then with a "wave", the two figures actually flew backwards at the same time.

"Huh?!" Xia Wushuang suddenly woke up, looked at Christina suspiciously, then carried the little female cat that looked very cheap, and cunningly rotated around the little female cat in front of her and circled around.

Hard work pays off. With deliberate observation, he saw the thin black lines connected to the black piano. These thin lines are probably the energy bond that maintains the black piano and is not swallowed by the sacred scenes around. Although Kristina also wants to teach herself a lesson, she doesn't want to die early after all. She still has to resist what she should resist and cannot give up treatment.

In other words, Christina is only using the part of her own strength that is so small that she can ignore.

Is this a shame? No, this is not a shame. Xia Wushuang thinks this is an opportunity.

"She is almost finished, but she still has to force me to take the blame because of her own evil taste. If such a vicious woman is not taught a lesson, how can she vent her hatred in her heart?"

"Roar!" Xia Wushuang used the cat's body to roar like a tiger, and jumped out with four claws, like a sharp arrow with strings.

"Cunning thing!" Christina gritted her teeth in anger. After a resentful voice, she jumped up from the ground and faced Xia Wushuang's attack.

Bang! The two black cats were like lions fighting for the ownership of territory, fighting fiercely in the air.

In terms of the size of the power, the power left by Christina is actually much weaker than Xia Wushuang. However, as a powerful person in the sunset level, her fighting style and skills are not comparable to Xia Wushuang. Therefore, she fought several times and there were a few claw marks on Xia Wushuang's cat's face.

However, no matter how fiercely Kristina grabbed it, it could not resist Xia Wushuang's vitality that was tempered by the rune furnace to look like a giant dragon. These sporadic minor injuries were not enough to defeat him, but could only stimulate his stronger fighting will!

"You dare!" Suddenly, Christina, who had been in the upper hand, screamed. Then, her entire cat was thrown away.

It turned out that when Xia Wushuang was slapped by Christina's face, her front paw stretched forward by a tragic claw, and she actually managed to pull her hind legs naked!

"Make you arrogant! Made you crazy!"

Xia Wushuang howled excitedly, immediately pursued the victory and pounced on the lich cat. She didn't care about it, and scratched Kristina's big cat's face.

Of course, when scratching, Xia Wushuang did not dare to do his best, otherwise God would know if Christina would suddenly get angry and improve her combat effectiveness. If that were the case, she would have no choice but to play.

"Rare to the point! Let me go!" Christina croaked in anger, and suddenly exerted force, and directly slapped Xia Wushuang, who was pressing on her with a big ear.

Xia Wushuang was a little dizzy when she was slapped by this sudden slap. When she woke up a little, she felt a sense of anger and rushed to the heart. He saw him trembling with two cat tails with sparks, and turned around and rushed to Christina.

Bang! Without any hesitation, Xia Wushuang directly returned Christina with a loud slap.

"Ah! I'm fighting with you!" Unexpectedly, Christina, who had never been slapped by anyone, went crazy in an instant, and knocked down Xia Wushuang with a blow, and then started fighting with Xia Wushuang without any rules.

Next, there was another tragic fight and scratching. The two cats were like crazy, hugging and fighting into a pile, and then rolling around in the sacred and solemn cathedral.

Time passed minute by minute, and I don’t know how long the battle between the black cat lasted. Anyway, at the end, Xia Wushuang was like being a groom seven times in a row overnight, turning back into a human form, lying on the ground in a mess, completely exhausted.

Christina, who was also lying on the ground and her head was only half a foot away from Xia Wushuang, was not having a good time. She turned back into a human form, and her terrifying grace and charm disappeared, and her entire face was covered with Xia Wushuang's cat claws and blood marks.

"A cunning little thing, your tenacity really makes me admire you."

Although the huge church was filled with a man and a woman, her lungs were about to explode. But Christina still looked like she was a winner, condescending Xia Wushuangdao.

Xia Wushuang turned her face and looked directly at Christina's beautiful face, sneering disdainfully: "It's like you've won."

After a battle, the relationship between the two was not as good as lying side by side, one on the left and one on the right. Their bodies were one on the other, and only two heads were arranged side by side. Therefore, when looking at each other, their vision was reversed and they felt a bit strange.

"Didn't I win? I didn't use any power at all, and I just tied with you!" Lord Christina, but he never had the habit of admitting defeat.

"Go!" Xia Wushuang continued to sneer in a slander and said sarcastically: "Haha! I used the strength of the Fierce Sun-level to tie you, a powerful man in the Holy Realm of the Sun-level, to make a draw. Isn't it considered me to win?!"

"..." Christina was choked by Xia Wushuang's shameless statement. She wanted to compare her verbal poison with Xia Wushuang. Although she didn't know how many years she had lived, she seemed to be a little tender in actual combat.

The bright cathedral suddenly became dark. The dark cathedral was filled with the sadness of the strong being about to wither.

Blood was still dripping from the black piano cover, and the scene suddenly became a bit strange.

“How long does it take for us to do it?”

This is actually the one thing Xia Wushuang doesn’t want to ask about the most, but even if some things are full of fear, you can’t help but ask.

"Did you see that statue?" Christina pointed at the church, the crucified Jesus. "When the cross behind him is filled with divine energy again, we will usher in the next judgment of the Holy Light. It only takes twice, my essence and blood will be exhausted, and then my soul will be completely purified."

Xia Wushuang followed Christina's pointing and looked at the statue of Jesus. Sure enough, behind the statue, the huge cross was continuously charged, and looking at the scale, it seemed that it had reached seven out of ten.

"Hey! You guy, it's okay if you die by yourself, why do you have to pull me up?" Xia Wushuang was depressed and felt a little helpless.

Who knew that after hearing this, Christina not only disliked Xia Wushuang, but instead laughed ignorant of her image, and kept laughing madly until the end. Only then should he add, saying, "Because I am a demon!"

Xia Wushuang's black lines were full of black lines, and the devil was really heartless. It seems that he had won sympathy in exchange for the plan to "exil" before his death. It was completely out of the question.

"You are so embarrassed to laugh, just laugh! You are obviously a strong sunset, but in your main battlefield, you were beaten like this by other birds. Do your family know that you are so timid?!" Knowing that you can't get favor from Christina, Xia Wushuang simply cursed and continued to launch an inhumane personal attack on the legendary fallen Angel.

"Go!" Unexpectedly, Christina learned the expression he had used, sneered in sneer, and then said: "I am the saint at the peak of the sunset rank. Just because of the mid-sunset rank like Raphael, let alone in my own secret realm, even if I drag it outside the secret realm, I can kill ten of them with one hand!"

"Ha! Just blow!" Xia Wushuang was completely desperate about this guy's reliability. His tone was so big that he was so scary.

"Okay, ten are indeed a bit exaggerated, but two or three are solved together, there is definitely no problem." Christina blushed once and then corrected.

"Hey, sister. You can check your situation first, then talk big? When talking to you, I feel that my IQ has become lower with you." As he said that, Xia Wushuang murmured: "Low IQ is indeed contagious...it needs to be cured."

"Die cat! Don't go too far! I really think I can't beat you, right?" Christina was furious and stared at the human in front of her.

How could she not hear Xia Wushuang's whisper that hurts people?

"Stop beating, it's annoying to listen. Just tell me what's going on? From your tone, the White Bird really doesn't seem to beat you?"

Xia Wushuang is not a fool. Although Christina is in trouble, she has always maintained her contempt for the healing angel Raphael. It is not difficult to see from this that she is indeed a little more powerful than the latter. As for whether she can fight three, only God knows.

"It's not that statue of Jesus!" Christina said hatefully: "Although I planned everything and successfully hid my strength and attracted the killing of the Angel of Light. But it was different from what I imagined. Raphael's smelly woman actually brought the statue of her beloved with her, so that not only did I fail to kill her, but I created the illusion of the death of both gods, but also gave her the opportunity to imprison me in this divine realm of Christ."

"Haha, I like to hear and see, and I won't lose a lot of rice if I steal chickens." Xia Wushuang certainly didn't believe Christina's statement, "Gods also have mistresses," but this did not affect his understanding of the whole thing.

However, while gloating, his thinking quickly turned.

"In other words, as long as we find a way to kill this statue, we don't have to die?" After sorting out for a long time, Xia Wushuang only summed up this sentence.

"Don't think about it. Although this statue is not a magical artifact, its body is filled with a large amount of divine blood of the Son Jesus. Don't talk about you, even I cannot destroy it."

After being suddenly splashed with cold water, Xia Wushuang was suffocated, turned her head and cried, and begged Christina: "Since that's the case, then Sister Fallen Angel, please let me go and let me go out?! I have an old man above and a young man below..."

"Ala, Alla, I finally found someone who would die with me. Of course, this is not possible!"

"Fuck**&￥**!"

If you fail to beg, as usual, it is inevitable that you will turn your back on your face.
Chapter completed!