Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister
Chapter 1063 Qinglong Strong Soul!Sariel and Michael, the power of barrenness!
Chapter 1063 Qinglong Strong Soul!Sariel and Michael, the power of barrenness!
"Qiangu Youyou, you finally returned to your homeland and continued to watch over the eastern land."
Some stick to it, and it has not changed for thousands of years! !
The ancient king wiped off the last dust for the little loach, so that the soul of Qinglong could shine on the world.
He looked at Mo Fan, the small loach pendant in his hand was trembling constantly.
Mo Fan finally realized something, and fixed his eyes on the little loach pendant.
For a long time, the little loach has a jet-black appearance, no different from the street stalls on the side of the road. It only glows with its original luster every time it advances.
But now, the little loach seemed to have been washed away, turning into a dark blue color.
It floated up by itself, and floated in front of Mo Fan's eyes, and the curled figure stretched out bit by bit.
Accompanying utensils.
Totem symbol.
Mo Fan knew from his sister early on that the little loach is another symbolic vessel of the holy totem Qinglong. He once joked, "How could the little loach become a big blue dragon?"
But now, the little loach has really turned into a big blue dragon!
At this moment, Mo Fan's eyes were moist.
"The holy spring of the earth is your unfinished blood. The person they have been waiting for is not me, but you."
Mo Fan heard the sound of the water of the Soul River that he was very familiar with. It was the source of the little loach, and it was also the blood that contained the power of the Azure Dragon Sacred Totem!
Everything has omens, and all the answers have already been given, but when the holy totem that was hard to find was really displayed in front of his eyes, Mo Fan couldn't help but burst into tears.
He understood everything, the little loach was with him, and he was just the one who achieved and protected it.
It's just that anyone can get it, but not everyone can awaken it.
"Are you going to take my last journey?" Mo Fan asked softly.
The little loach didn't answer, it wouldn't have answered in the first place.
"Then will it disappear?" Mo Fan asked again, this time asking the ancient king.
The ancient king shook his head, turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back, but did not answer.
But Mo Fan already knew the answer.
I also know the choice of the little loach.
I have been guarding and accomplishing the little loach, so now it will fulfill me.
In the past you crossed me, now I cross you! !
"Come on, we'll be together forever!"
Mo Fan opened his arms.
Little Loach did not return to his chest this time, but broke free from the necklace, and slowly imprinted it on Mo Fan's forehead.
The little loach slowly merged with Mo Fan's forehead, imprinting a very clear dark blue holy totem dragon mark, and the brilliance it radiated was comparable to the sun and the moon.
Mo Fan stood where he was, like a blue god, extremely prominent!
During his lifetime, Qinglong was the most powerful holy totem, majestic and prominent, he delineated the rules among totems, and also protected weak humans and demons.
The sea monster swept across the land, and it led the totem in a bloody battle without retreating until the last drop of blood was shed, and finally curled up and turned into a rock city.
Human beings live under its mausoleum, and the last remnants were taken to build the Great Wall. Even thousands of years after death, the ancient totem is still watching over this eastern land.
It loves this land so much, so deeply!
Life and death can not give up!
Up to now, the remnant body has been shattered, the remnant soul is covered with dust, and the blood has faded away, but it is still willing to continue that persistence, even if it can only protect one more person, it is enough for it.
Some stick, never change! ! !
"Aww~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
The blue dragon chanted, the roar was like a thunder that split the sky, and it spread from the sky to the boundless ocean.
The ocean surged, the sky roared, and the cyan dragon thunder shadow pierced through the sky, and finally entered Mo Fan's body.
The firm soul that Mo Fan lacked was filled by it.
The strong soul of the four benevolent souls—the return of Qinglong!
Qinglong didn't leave, but changed another way to accompany and continue to accompany Mo Fan.
The figure of the old king gradually dissipated, he had done what he should do, I hope the rest can bring him some fun, otherwise this dull world is meaningless.
Lingling was on the side, also shocked by the scene in front of her, speechless.
Righteousness, righteousness, loyalty, and firmness.
Jealousy, madness, hatred, greed.
Good four souls, respect Mo Fan!
Evil four souls, submit to Mo Fan!
Mo Fan bathed in the evil power collected by Red Devil Yiqiu for decades, received the dark source power offered by Jackdaw, and fused with the totem power brought by Qinglong. His transformation completely surpassed Yiqiu's arrangement, and it was no longer simple. Not a single emperor, but the most evil and holy supreme evil god! !
The eight souls of the world gathered together, blood and ink flooded the world, and a new evil god stood on the ground!
He is a devil and Mo Fan.
The blood moon slowly disappeared into the sky, and Mo Fan's body finally returned to normal.
He didn't feel the endless evil power that would charge into his body like giant dragons, nor did he feel that his supernatural power could make him look down on the world with confidence.
There was only an unprecedented calm, and Mo Fan's eyes returned to their original dark brown.
He looked around, those young people had already fled, only Lingling was still waiting for him.
"Lingling, you go first, old man Bao is still waiting for you." Mo Fan said to her with a smile.
"Then what do you do?" Lingling asked anxiously.
"Me?" Mo Fan pointed to himself, and then a reassuring and confident smile appeared on his face.
"I said I was going to change the world, would you believe me?"
"You can't do it alone."
"Who said I was alone."
"This is a trap for you."
"Don't worry about me, this struggle is inevitable, go and rescue the living people in Dongshou Pavilion." Mo Fan didn't say anything to Lingling.
He turned around, turned his back to Lingling, and waved his hands.
How could Lingling not be clear about what Mo Fan is facing now? No matter what he said, Mo Fan has become a real evil god, a threat to this world, and a factor that is completely out of control.
Not to mention that Sister Mo has long been at war with the holy city, and the holy city will never allow Mo Fan to continue to live! ——
At the foot of Jishan Mountain, Old Bao raised his head and saw the blood moon in the sky.
"It's already started."
The old man murmured, and his eyes gradually became firmer.
"I believe Mo Fan will succeed, but I didn't expect that I, Song Qiming, would face the Holy City one day." Old Bao said with a wry smile.
He used to be one of the two great priests of the Holy Inquisition. Even in the Holy City, he was a well-known figure, second only to the existence of the Archangel. Now he wants to stop the plan of the Holy City. ah.
Song Qiming knew very well that an archangel must be manipulating behind such a big battle.
I just don’t know, what role does Moninga’s student Sharjah, who is now the Archangel Gabriel, play?
Perhaps both he and Moyingge misunderstood the person, the worldly teacher-student friendship cannot shake the soul of an angel after all.
Of course, Song Qiming hoped that it was only because of his old eyesight.
Today's young people, it's really hard to guess what they are thinking. As an old man, I should just think about my own thoughts.
A cold wind passed by, rustling the leaves.
Song Qiming's body froze suddenly, and he turned his head to look aside.
A tall and slender black figure slowly walked out of the forest, making no sound strangely.
"The girl from the Mo family should have gone to the Parthenon Temple, so she asked you to come and see her brother?" Song Qiming asked Apasi.
"Yes, but the current situation seems to be worse than she expected." Apas said unhurriedly.
"Then she may have misjudged the person." Song Qiming pointed out.
"She didn't see the wrong person." Apas said, looking at the old man in front of her.
Song Qiming was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what he meant.
She was referring to the Archangel Gabriel, but she was staring at her when she replied.
This indicates that the object to which the statement is addressed is not a person.
"The holy phoenix is the means she left behind, but after all, she didn't come by herself, and Sariel will be able to deal with it soon. Mo Fan has just ascended, so he may not be Sally's opponent.
The Holy City has been preparing for this for a long time, and I can feel that Sariel may have violated the dogma of the wandering angels and went to the Holy City in advance to gain some power. "Song Qiming said.
"Then you went there to die." Apas frowned slightly.
"Yeah, I'm old, otherwise I really want to try the might of the archangel, but I have to do something after all." Song Qiming said.
"You are a good person." Apas said finally.
"I'm just a bad old man, I want to do something while I can still move." Song Qiming said.
"Then I would advise you to stay still." Apas suddenly said seriously.
Song Qiming's expression also changed.
"tatter"
On the mountain road, a tall figure stood up at some point, looking down at the two people who were talking.
It was a middle-aged man with blond hair and a blond beard. The dark night could not block his green and sharp sight, and the blue-clothed holy armor on his body reflected the extraordinaryness of this man.
"You are Archangel Michael?!"
Song Qiming recognized the pattern of the simple holy armor on the man's body, which clearly represented the holy pattern of Archangel Michael!
As we all know, there are seven Archangels in the Holy City, and the Archangel who has always been named "Michael" was often the strongest Archangel of that era.
Michael, who has the strongest angel soul fetus, is undoubtedly the existence closest to the magic heavenly father.
If it weren't for the incident that happened hundreds of years ago, in the super battle where black magic was classified into the magic pedigree, that "Michael" abandoned the soul fetus of the archangel and fell into the embrace of darkness, I am afraid that "Michael" Le" has already become the only Archangel in the Holy City!
Song Qiming's old lips trembled slightly. He originally thought that Sariel had violated some ancient admonitions of the Holy City, contacted the Holy City in advance, and secretly retrieved part of his power.
Who would have thought that Archangel Sariel and Archangel Michael would secretly unite, and even the entire Holy City would support them behind their backs, completely ignoring all the rules.
The return of the Archangel should be done independently, and the parading angel will not receive any assistance from the Holy City in the process of ascending the Holy City. It is also a serious test for the parading angel to become the Archangel!
Just because an angel soul fetus descended on a certain person does not mean that this person will definitely inherit the power of the true archangel.
But today, this ancient admonition has long been ignored by future generations, who would be willing to give up the power to stand on top of the world?
"Michael, you have violated the ancient teachings of the holy city!" Song Qiming yelled with breath.
"Some old dogmas will be gradually eliminated, and in the face of the threat of darkness, we can only do so." Michael said in a deep voice.
"Hehehe~ It's just a desire to control the power in the world. As for calling yourself so noble, or what are you afraid of?" Apas sneered with his long and narrow eyes.
"I don't pay much attention to the mother of Medusa, little snake demon, you are too young!" Michael said.
"Then you can try!"
Apasi's eyes burst out with a world-shattering brilliance, and Mieshi's eyes opened and closed within them, and the escaping breath caused the entire surrounding forests to wither and decay, turning into static stone sculptures.
The blue-clothed holy armor on Michael's body shone brilliantly, and a pair of wide angel wings opened up. The blue-clothed holy feathers swayed holy ripples to resist the petrified aura.
"I said you are not qualified, let your master come!" Michael said loudly.
As his words fell, he stepped on the ground fiercely, and saw that the aura around Apas was broken by some force, and the Baili mountain forest was instantly reduced to dust!
Song Qiming's old eyes shrank suddenly. It turned out that the election of the Parthenon Temple was not only promoted by Ye Xinxia, but the Holy City was also deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, so that Moyingge could not take time off to pay attention to the situation here .
And at the next moment, Apasi's eyes were fully opened, looking directly at the archangel!
What a pair of beautiful eyes, the most shining gems in the world are not as good as hers, and even the sun and moon hanging in the sky cannot match their brilliance.
Michael's mind was shocked, and his blue-clothed sacred feathers were gradually stained with gray dust, and the sacred aura was weakened little by little.
The petrified eye of the mother of Medusa makes all the emperor-level creatures fear. It is one of the most terrifying magic eyes in the world. Michael was just talking big before. If he confronts the mother of Medusa, Never dare to look directly into his eyes.
Of course, Michael did not brag at all. Except for the petrified magic eye and mind attack, the mother of Medusa is inferior to the real emperor in other aspects. If Michael regains all his power, he can cultivate to the top 16 Seraphim Wings is indeed not that afraid of the Mother of Medusa.
But he underestimated Apas's strength too much. In terms of cultivation alone, Apas is not inferior to her mother, not to mention that she has fully mastered the desert god's eyes that even the mother of Medusa has never perfectly integrated. !
Due to her own reasons, the mother of Medusa can only cultivate it into a petrified demon eye, and let it gain a great reputation, and the real eye of God will also show its power tonight.
"barren!!"
Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes—
Everyone remember that you can go to the comment area to participate in the title activity, it may not be posted yet, pay more attention, I set it to end on the 12th.
Bless the book friends, stay healthy and long!
July is here, baby, don’t forget to clear the crows~
(End of this chapter)
"Qiangu Youyou, you finally returned to your homeland and continued to watch over the eastern land."
Some stick to it, and it has not changed for thousands of years! !
The ancient king wiped off the last dust for the little loach, so that the soul of Qinglong could shine on the world.
He looked at Mo Fan, the small loach pendant in his hand was trembling constantly.
Mo Fan finally realized something, and fixed his eyes on the little loach pendant.
For a long time, the little loach has a jet-black appearance, no different from the street stalls on the side of the road. It only glows with its original luster every time it advances.
But now, the little loach seemed to have been washed away, turning into a dark blue color.
It floated up by itself, and floated in front of Mo Fan's eyes, and the curled figure stretched out bit by bit.
Accompanying utensils.
Totem symbol.
Mo Fan knew from his sister early on that the little loach is another symbolic vessel of the holy totem Qinglong. He once joked, "How could the little loach become a big blue dragon?"
But now, the little loach has really turned into a big blue dragon!
At this moment, Mo Fan's eyes were moist.
"The holy spring of the earth is your unfinished blood. The person they have been waiting for is not me, but you."
Mo Fan heard the sound of the water of the Soul River that he was very familiar with. It was the source of the little loach, and it was also the blood that contained the power of the Azure Dragon Sacred Totem!
Everything has omens, and all the answers have already been given, but when the holy totem that was hard to find was really displayed in front of his eyes, Mo Fan couldn't help but burst into tears.
He understood everything, the little loach was with him, and he was just the one who achieved and protected it.
It's just that anyone can get it, but not everyone can awaken it.
"Are you going to take my last journey?" Mo Fan asked softly.
The little loach didn't answer, it wouldn't have answered in the first place.
"Then will it disappear?" Mo Fan asked again, this time asking the ancient king.
The ancient king shook his head, turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back, but did not answer.
But Mo Fan already knew the answer.
I also know the choice of the little loach.
I have been guarding and accomplishing the little loach, so now it will fulfill me.
In the past you crossed me, now I cross you! !
"Come on, we'll be together forever!"
Mo Fan opened his arms.
Little Loach did not return to his chest this time, but broke free from the necklace, and slowly imprinted it on Mo Fan's forehead.
The little loach slowly merged with Mo Fan's forehead, imprinting a very clear dark blue holy totem dragon mark, and the brilliance it radiated was comparable to the sun and the moon.
Mo Fan stood where he was, like a blue god, extremely prominent!
During his lifetime, Qinglong was the most powerful holy totem, majestic and prominent, he delineated the rules among totems, and also protected weak humans and demons.
The sea monster swept across the land, and it led the totem in a bloody battle without retreating until the last drop of blood was shed, and finally curled up and turned into a rock city.
Human beings live under its mausoleum, and the last remnants were taken to build the Great Wall. Even thousands of years after death, the ancient totem is still watching over this eastern land.
It loves this land so much, so deeply!
Life and death can not give up!
Up to now, the remnant body has been shattered, the remnant soul is covered with dust, and the blood has faded away, but it is still willing to continue that persistence, even if it can only protect one more person, it is enough for it.
Some stick, never change! ! !
"Aww~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
The blue dragon chanted, the roar was like a thunder that split the sky, and it spread from the sky to the boundless ocean.
The ocean surged, the sky roared, and the cyan dragon thunder shadow pierced through the sky, and finally entered Mo Fan's body.
The firm soul that Mo Fan lacked was filled by it.
The strong soul of the four benevolent souls—the return of Qinglong!
Qinglong didn't leave, but changed another way to accompany and continue to accompany Mo Fan.
The figure of the old king gradually dissipated, he had done what he should do, I hope the rest can bring him some fun, otherwise this dull world is meaningless.
Lingling was on the side, also shocked by the scene in front of her, speechless.
Righteousness, righteousness, loyalty, and firmness.
Jealousy, madness, hatred, greed.
Good four souls, respect Mo Fan!
Evil four souls, submit to Mo Fan!
Mo Fan bathed in the evil power collected by Red Devil Yiqiu for decades, received the dark source power offered by Jackdaw, and fused with the totem power brought by Qinglong. His transformation completely surpassed Yiqiu's arrangement, and it was no longer simple. Not a single emperor, but the most evil and holy supreme evil god! !
The eight souls of the world gathered together, blood and ink flooded the world, and a new evil god stood on the ground!
He is a devil and Mo Fan.
The blood moon slowly disappeared into the sky, and Mo Fan's body finally returned to normal.
He didn't feel the endless evil power that would charge into his body like giant dragons, nor did he feel that his supernatural power could make him look down on the world with confidence.
There was only an unprecedented calm, and Mo Fan's eyes returned to their original dark brown.
He looked around, those young people had already fled, only Lingling was still waiting for him.
"Lingling, you go first, old man Bao is still waiting for you." Mo Fan said to her with a smile.
"Then what do you do?" Lingling asked anxiously.
"Me?" Mo Fan pointed to himself, and then a reassuring and confident smile appeared on his face.
"I said I was going to change the world, would you believe me?"
"You can't do it alone."
"Who said I was alone."
"This is a trap for you."
"Don't worry about me, this struggle is inevitable, go and rescue the living people in Dongshou Pavilion." Mo Fan didn't say anything to Lingling.
He turned around, turned his back to Lingling, and waved his hands.
How could Lingling not be clear about what Mo Fan is facing now? No matter what he said, Mo Fan has become a real evil god, a threat to this world, and a factor that is completely out of control.
Not to mention that Sister Mo has long been at war with the holy city, and the holy city will never allow Mo Fan to continue to live! ——
At the foot of Jishan Mountain, Old Bao raised his head and saw the blood moon in the sky.
"It's already started."
The old man murmured, and his eyes gradually became firmer.
"I believe Mo Fan will succeed, but I didn't expect that I, Song Qiming, would face the Holy City one day." Old Bao said with a wry smile.
He used to be one of the two great priests of the Holy Inquisition. Even in the Holy City, he was a well-known figure, second only to the existence of the Archangel. Now he wants to stop the plan of the Holy City. ah.
Song Qiming knew very well that an archangel must be manipulating behind such a big battle.
I just don’t know, what role does Moninga’s student Sharjah, who is now the Archangel Gabriel, play?
Perhaps both he and Moyingge misunderstood the person, the worldly teacher-student friendship cannot shake the soul of an angel after all.
Of course, Song Qiming hoped that it was only because of his old eyesight.
Today's young people, it's really hard to guess what they are thinking. As an old man, I should just think about my own thoughts.
A cold wind passed by, rustling the leaves.
Song Qiming's body froze suddenly, and he turned his head to look aside.
A tall and slender black figure slowly walked out of the forest, making no sound strangely.
"The girl from the Mo family should have gone to the Parthenon Temple, so she asked you to come and see her brother?" Song Qiming asked Apasi.
"Yes, but the current situation seems to be worse than she expected." Apas said unhurriedly.
"Then she may have misjudged the person." Song Qiming pointed out.
"She didn't see the wrong person." Apas said, looking at the old man in front of her.
Song Qiming was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what he meant.
She was referring to the Archangel Gabriel, but she was staring at her when she replied.
This indicates that the object to which the statement is addressed is not a person.
"The holy phoenix is the means she left behind, but after all, she didn't come by herself, and Sariel will be able to deal with it soon. Mo Fan has just ascended, so he may not be Sally's opponent.
The Holy City has been preparing for this for a long time, and I can feel that Sariel may have violated the dogma of the wandering angels and went to the Holy City in advance to gain some power. "Song Qiming said.
"Then you went there to die." Apas frowned slightly.
"Yeah, I'm old, otherwise I really want to try the might of the archangel, but I have to do something after all." Song Qiming said.
"You are a good person." Apas said finally.
"I'm just a bad old man, I want to do something while I can still move." Song Qiming said.
"Then I would advise you to stay still." Apas suddenly said seriously.
Song Qiming's expression also changed.
"tatter"
On the mountain road, a tall figure stood up at some point, looking down at the two people who were talking.
It was a middle-aged man with blond hair and a blond beard. The dark night could not block his green and sharp sight, and the blue-clothed holy armor on his body reflected the extraordinaryness of this man.
"You are Archangel Michael?!"
Song Qiming recognized the pattern of the simple holy armor on the man's body, which clearly represented the holy pattern of Archangel Michael!
As we all know, there are seven Archangels in the Holy City, and the Archangel who has always been named "Michael" was often the strongest Archangel of that era.
Michael, who has the strongest angel soul fetus, is undoubtedly the existence closest to the magic heavenly father.
If it weren't for the incident that happened hundreds of years ago, in the super battle where black magic was classified into the magic pedigree, that "Michael" abandoned the soul fetus of the archangel and fell into the embrace of darkness, I am afraid that "Michael" Le" has already become the only Archangel in the Holy City!
Song Qiming's old lips trembled slightly. He originally thought that Sariel had violated some ancient admonitions of the Holy City, contacted the Holy City in advance, and secretly retrieved part of his power.
Who would have thought that Archangel Sariel and Archangel Michael would secretly unite, and even the entire Holy City would support them behind their backs, completely ignoring all the rules.
The return of the Archangel should be done independently, and the parading angel will not receive any assistance from the Holy City in the process of ascending the Holy City. It is also a serious test for the parading angel to become the Archangel!
Just because an angel soul fetus descended on a certain person does not mean that this person will definitely inherit the power of the true archangel.
But today, this ancient admonition has long been ignored by future generations, who would be willing to give up the power to stand on top of the world?
"Michael, you have violated the ancient teachings of the holy city!" Song Qiming yelled with breath.
"Some old dogmas will be gradually eliminated, and in the face of the threat of darkness, we can only do so." Michael said in a deep voice.
"Hehehe~ It's just a desire to control the power in the world. As for calling yourself so noble, or what are you afraid of?" Apas sneered with his long and narrow eyes.
"I don't pay much attention to the mother of Medusa, little snake demon, you are too young!" Michael said.
"Then you can try!"
Apasi's eyes burst out with a world-shattering brilliance, and Mieshi's eyes opened and closed within them, and the escaping breath caused the entire surrounding forests to wither and decay, turning into static stone sculptures.
The blue-clothed holy armor on Michael's body shone brilliantly, and a pair of wide angel wings opened up. The blue-clothed holy feathers swayed holy ripples to resist the petrified aura.
"I said you are not qualified, let your master come!" Michael said loudly.
As his words fell, he stepped on the ground fiercely, and saw that the aura around Apas was broken by some force, and the Baili mountain forest was instantly reduced to dust!
Song Qiming's old eyes shrank suddenly. It turned out that the election of the Parthenon Temple was not only promoted by Ye Xinxia, but the Holy City was also deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, so that Moyingge could not take time off to pay attention to the situation here .
And at the next moment, Apasi's eyes were fully opened, looking directly at the archangel!
What a pair of beautiful eyes, the most shining gems in the world are not as good as hers, and even the sun and moon hanging in the sky cannot match their brilliance.
Michael's mind was shocked, and his blue-clothed sacred feathers were gradually stained with gray dust, and the sacred aura was weakened little by little.
The petrified eye of the mother of Medusa makes all the emperor-level creatures fear. It is one of the most terrifying magic eyes in the world. Michael was just talking big before. If he confronts the mother of Medusa, Never dare to look directly into his eyes.
Of course, Michael did not brag at all. Except for the petrified magic eye and mind attack, the mother of Medusa is inferior to the real emperor in other aspects. If Michael regains all his power, he can cultivate to the top 16 Seraphim Wings is indeed not that afraid of the Mother of Medusa.
But he underestimated Apas's strength too much. In terms of cultivation alone, Apas is not inferior to her mother, not to mention that she has fully mastered the desert god's eyes that even the mother of Medusa has never perfectly integrated. !
Due to her own reasons, the mother of Medusa can only cultivate it into a petrified demon eye, and let it gain a great reputation, and the real eye of God will also show its power tonight.
"barren!!"
Ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes—
Everyone remember that you can go to the comment area to participate in the title activity, it may not be posted yet, pay more attention, I set it to end on the 12th.
Bless the book friends, stay healthy and long!
July is here, baby, don’t forget to clear the crows~
(End of this chapter)
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