Seeing that the killing curse was about to hit Voldemort, the guardian god who had merged into Voldemort's body was almost halfway, suddenly a silver gas shot out, and with a "puff", it defeated the killing curse.

Li Yang was shocked and thought to himself that this thing was so powerful.

But there was no retreat.

"It's already so powerful that you haven't successfully encroached on Voldemort's body. If you succeed, who can still be the opponent?"

Thinking of this, Li Yang became more and more aware of the seriousness of the situation, and the magic wand in his hand shot another killing curse.

"Puff." But he was hit by a silver gas shot from the guardian saint.

Li Yang ejaculated again.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff..."

The wands were waved one after another, and the killing curse was followed by each, but each was dispersed by the silver gas shot out from the guardian god.

The only effect achieved was that Voldemort got a chance to breathe, picked up the wand that fell to the ground, and was about to act, but he screamed in pain and fell to the ground with a "ah".

The patron saint once again blended into him.

It turned out that Li Yang on the opposite side stopped the offensive.

He gasped slightly, stepped back, and he was already in a state of retreat.

There is no way, I can't beat it!

The power of the two was not at the same level at all. If the patron saint hadn't been busy occupying Voldemort's body, Li Yang felt that he would not have the chance to take action at all.

Recognizing the gap in strength, Li Yang retreated decisively.

Retreat to the wrought iron gate, when Li Yang was about to break out, a sound full of determination, unyielding and resentful voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

“No one can defeat me!

Even God!

I want……

Conquer death!!”

I can't believe it was Voldemort's voice.

Li Yang seemed to hear the final shout of a dark demon king standing on the top of the world.

Looking back.

I happened to see a green light wrapped around Voldemort, like the terrible patron saint snake, or like a chain of fate.

"thump."

Voldemort fell to the ground and died!

The wand rolled down from his palm that was unable to release, and before it rolled down, its tip was facing himself...

"ah!!"

A roar full of anger, shame, and helplessness rang out.

From the Patronus.

Li Yang opened his mouth and looked at this scene, but he didn't know what to say.

After Voldemort's death, the patron saint had no resistance to his own factors and successfully entered Voldemort's body, but like a ghost passing through the wall, it penetrated out of Voldemort's body.
Chapter completed!