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With a heavy push, Mo Fan felt as if he had smashed a thin mirror. It was so clean that the turbid air in his lungs could be swept away and the strong air poured into his body.
Those dead muscles, those coagulated blood, those gradually forgotten memories It's as if everything has come to life, including his own body that is about to wither and rotten soul!
Mo Fan lay flat and lifted into the air, but turned his head. In the corner of the corner, he saw a person getting farther and farther away from him in the huge dark abyss. He was wrapped up bit by bit by the turbidity and decay, and his figure became smaller and smaller. Go away bit by bit and become smaller.
Mo Fan didn¡¯t dare to look again and closed his eyes tightly.
His eyes were extremely dry, and his heart was filled with guilt. The words Mu Bai said were still echoing in his mind.
¡°Fallen Angel¡
Can you still return to this world?
What if you can¡¯t come back?
In that place, even as soon as he touched the surface, he was already fragile, frightened, crazy, collapsed, and desperate. Why did he have the courage to fall for the second time
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"Mo Fan!"
"Mo Fan!!"
"Mo Fan!!"
Some sounds kept coming to his ears, and Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes. The sun was shining warmly on his cheeks, the wind was blowing gently on his skin, and there were many people who were worried about him. People, Mo Fan can hear their joy when they call him
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Why does it feel like a lifetime ago when you only fell into hell for such a short time? How long does the person who really sinks into hell have to go through? ?
I thought I would become a great hero in the future, but in the end, everyone around me did better than myself, and they were all worthy of looking up to me throughout my life.
"Why!!!"
"Since when did I, Michael, need the permission of you people to make a true heretic disappear from this world!!" Michael saw Mo Fan rising from the abyss of purgatory, and his whole body Almost crazy! !
From the trial to the rebellion, and then to this increasingly fierce struggle, it is so difficult to kill a person in the Holy City. Without absolute sanctions, sorcery and witchcraft will only become more and more widespread. By that time, people They will be dominated by demons and become food for those demon empires. Are people missing the days of being slaves to the ancient gods? That is human civilization going backwards!
Without the Holy City, there would be no magic conventions, and without prohibition of magic, this fragile magic civilization would be trampled on by the masters of other planes without any dignity at all!
"You will bear the eternal crime!!" Michael pointed at Mo Fan who had returned from hell and almost shouted.
"I've heard enough of your disgusting remarks!" Mo Fan's blood not only started to flow throughout his body, but also gradually boiled. At this time, Mo Fan was like a descendant of an ancient god and demon, and he was slowly The transformation is getting stronger bit by bit.
Because of the eight soul patterns of heaven and earth, good souls and evil souls coexist, half of his power is filled with holy and noble essence, and the other half contains the extremely evil essence.
His body began to burn with flames, which originated from the Nirvana Phoenix Flame of the sacred totem Suzaku, the King of Ten Thousand Feathers. Every filament of the flames was filled with sacred dignity and inviolable supremacy.
But in his bones, there is another demon from the bottom of darkness. The demon's flame is born from the blood, and is fueled by the anger deep in his heart. The evil and awe-inspiring flames turn his eyes into a pair of eyes that can The demonic pupils that pierce through human souls vividly display the madness of an evil god and demon
These two flames blend together in Mo Fan, especially after experiencing the Nirvana of Suzaku and the fury of the devil in this short period of time. Now standing between the two holy cities, Mo Fan can no longer tell the difference. Is he more divine or more demonic?
"Now I just want to use the blood of you, a dirty and smelly angel, to pay tribute to everyone who has been persecuted by you and cannot survive in this world. Do you know how much each of them misses this world?" Mo Fan looked at it. Michael.
He clearly possesses the two most extreme flames in the world. It should be so angry that it would burn the sky and eclipse the light of the sun, but people feel a kind of coldness under the Nine Netherworld radiating from Mo Fan's body. It enveloped everyone, and their souls trembled involuntarily. It was obviously their resentment towards Michael, but it seemed to be vented into the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people!
Michael always only has his lofty ideals in his eyes, and he regards himself as the god of protection.
&p; Under the magic fire, it rolled from the sky to the earth. The holy city of the earth instantly turned into a city of flames where two fires coexisted. No house was spared.
"The first one!"
Mo Fan didn¡¯t know when he had appeared at the place where Michael fell. He stepped on Michael¡¯s shoulder with one foot and grabbed the outermost one of the sixteen wings behind Michael with both hands!
The wing light was extremely hot, with a very strong burning effect of the Holy Light. When Mo Fan grabbed the wing root with both hands, it was immediately burned to pieces and his hands were bleeding.
But compared to the real trauma in his heart, this physical pain was nothing to Mo Fan. He stepped on Michael firmly, not giving Michael a chance to get up, and he didn't care about it. Holy Feather is burning!
He grabbed the wings and broke them off from Michael's back. You could see extremely bright red blood spraying out like a fountain, and there was a hole in Michael's back! !
"I will cut your soul into pieces!!!" Michael roared in pain.
¡°Boom!!!!!!!!¡±
Golden energy burst out from Michael's body, like golden needles that could pierce everything. There were millions of them. For a time, the Holy City on earth and the Holy City in the sky were baptized by these golden pointed rains, and even those in the distance were baptized. The plains everywhere were not spared, and all turned into hollow honeycomb plains.
Michael forced Mo Fan back, but the angel wings still could not recover. There were only fifteen wings left on his back, each one was stained with blood, including his green holy armor. So clean!
Michael glanced at the temple behind him, which was already ashes.
Pain and anger were both displayed on Michael's face, making his face look a little ferocious.
He stared at Mo Fan with extreme hatred!
During the previous long trial process, Michael's attitude towards Mo Fan was nothing more than a business-like attitude. There was not much hatred and resentment in his eyes, only a superior indifference and disgust.
But as the situation continued to change, Michael's hatred for Mo Fan reached a peak.
Just because of this person¡¯s survival, everything has rebelled. What is such a person if he is not the ultimate heretic? ?
"Only if I personally tear you apart will people not challenge the majesty of the sixteen-winged Seraph!" Even if Michael breaks one wing, his combat effectiveness will not be affected.
He rushed towards the sea of ????fire in the city. The countless Brahma sunflowers in the flames grew wantonly. Those Brahma sunflowers seemed to be able to absorb any violent substances and turn them into their own nourishment. When Michael came to Mo Fan, The Vine of Brahma Sunflower has overtaken all the demonic fires and grown outside the city!
Michael flew towards Mo Fan, and the Brahma sunflowers all over the city were like a tsunami of green plants, attacking Mo Fan with terror. The light above Mo Fan's head was being blocked, and Michael merged with the black Brahma sunflowers. For the sake of being one, the Fankui tsunami becomes even more exaggerated!
From the Holy City to the plains filled with holes, as well as the avalanche path that rolled down from the Alps, Michael's Brahma Sunflower had all been swallowed up. Mo Fan's Suzaku Flame and Devil's Fire could not burn these possessions. Sacred plants, on the contrary, the flames constantly nourish these powerful Brahma sunflowers
Rolling from the Holy City to the plains, and then from the plains to the slowly rolling mountains, the training courtyard at the southernmost end of the Alpine Academy was not spared. Those Brahma Sunflowers were like an epic jungle spreading disaster, swallowing up All things absorb all the nutrients in the world and turn into a plant annihilation!
The earth was rolled over by the Brahma Jungle. As far as the eye could see, everything was covered with extremely dense vines and Brahma flowers. Even the ice, snow and mountains disappeared!
And Michael's figure gradually emerged. He was suspended above the epic Fan Kui, looking down arrogantly, looking for Mo Fan, who was buried by Fan Kui unknown where.
"The second one!"
Mo Fan's voice came from very close to Michael, and he saw a claw with a black armored blade tightly grasping one of Michael's wings and twisting it off heavily. The wings were connected to the back of the shoulder. The bones suddenly made a terrifying sound! !
"Ah!!!!!!!" Michael screamed. The pain was more intense than the first wing that was broken off before. Michael's facial features were twisted together!
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