The indifference and cruelty on Sariel's face formed a mockery of Mo Fan.
"Do you think your little cleverness can allow you to live longer? I, Sariel, have never allowed anyone to interfere with my law enforcement or my trials!" Sariel's voice was as high as a song.
In the black dimension, the Claw of Destruction had touched the ancient castle standing on the cliff of Dongshou Pavilion, and he saw that the impregnable castle was being picked up like a toy, and was being taken away bit by bit. Pulled into the lifeless world of the Death Palace.
There is a powerful ancient restriction in Shuangshou Pavilion. This restriction can trap everyone in Dongshou Pavilion and is an absolute layer of protection. However, this ancient restriction is no more than a bubble under the dimensional destructive power of Archangel Sariel. respectively!
The yellow restraint was easily torn apart.
Under the extremely cold night, one can see that the huge and majestic East Guard Pavilion was swept up into the terrifying sky by the dimensional wind, and the lengthy suspension bridge connecting the East Guard Pavilion and the West Guard Pavilion also hung upside down.
A suspension bridge and an ancient castle were acting like a kite that was about to be cut off by the terrifying dimensional power! !
"Boom!!!!"
The suspension bridge was completely disconnected, and for a moment the castle completely lost its restraints, and was violently scraped into that cold and lifeless dimension in full view of everyone.
That dimension appears like a layer of folded space in the night sky.
But everyone can clearly see that the Dongshou Pavilion Castle was like entering a paper shredder. Dongshou Pavilion was broken into countless strips, and soon it was broken into countless pieces, and finally turned into countless pieces. Endless dust particles! !
Thousands of prisoners were still imprisoned in the East Guard Pavilion. When the entire castle was thrown into the sky like a kite, these prisoners were also thrown out of the castle. When people saw that the East Guard Pavilion was shattered, , and also saw these living people being crushed to pieces! ! !
The scariest thing is not this...
Xishou Pavilion, this prosperous mountain city that integrates colleges, libraries, restaurants, hotels, fortresses, and tourist forests, is also being rolled up bit by bit at this time.
First came the leaves. The leaves all over the sky made a harsh "rustling" sound, and they collided fiercely in the air.
Then there are soil, gravel, floor tiles, broken branches, benches, flower beds...
The West Guard Pavilion seemed to be turned upside down. Debris everywhere was dumped towards the sky, including those in the West Guard Pavilion. They were not spared either. Some people were falling one after another, like grass clippings in the strong wind!
Screams and cries filled the entire Xishou Pavilion for a while. A group of garden workers tightly hugged the trees around them. They were like struggling drowning people in the torrent of whirlpools, clinging to their own life-saving means. straw.
However, those trees were finally uprooted.
The soil was lifted up and several roots were torn off. No matter how strong the desire to win was, it was useless! !
The West Guard Pavilion is also being scraped into the dimension of death, and like the East Guard Pavilion, it will also be reduced to dust particles in an unknown plane! !
Countless people died tragically, and Mo Fan could even smell the thick smell of blood in the air.
Archangel Sariel, even though his whole body is glowing with holy light, like the most holy god, his cold-bloodedness and cruelty are far beyond any of the demons imprisoned in the East Guard Pavilion!
"So what now?" Sariel turned his head and stared at Mo Fan, who was being protected by one divine oath symbol after another.
Mo Fan was expressionless as well, but the anger in his chest was about to erupt like a volcano! !
"This is the first step. Whatever you care about, I will destroy it. Do you think Mu Ningxue can survive hiding in the extreme south? People on my list of Sariel cannot survive in this world. Go up. Especially you, whenever I tell you to die, you have to die for me on that day and at that hour!!" Sariel's eyes were extremely scary.
Killing angel!
This is the true face of Sariel!
He doesn't care about worldly opinions at all, and the morals and laws of the world cannot restrain him. There is no process at all in his trial. All he wants is killing! !
Mo Fan stood on the already messy sacrifice mountain.
The golden divine words turned into beautiful poems and words, which are lingering on him bit by bit. This is the divine word oath that Sakya taught himself.
With the oath of divine words, the killing angel Sariel cannot harm himself. He can also find a glimmer of hope from this desperate situation, and then slowly wait for the opportunity to turn around...
But this also means that he will not be able to use any demonic power under the protection of the Divine Word Oath.
This goes both ways. You can't hurt Archangel Sariel either.
"You just want me to tear up this divine oath." Mo Fan's voice turned cold.
In the West Guard Pavilion, Lingling and Ozawa were both there, and they could not escape the destructive power of Archangel Sariel.
But just to obey Sariel's wishes, Sariel would not hesitate to send everyone in Shuangshou Pavilion to death!
"So what!" Sariel said indifferently.
"I didn't want this to become irreversible. I still had the slightest hope for your Holy City. I didn't want...you to seek death!!"
The anger has reached its peak! ! !
fed up! ! !
Mo Fan can't bear it anymore! ! !
Now that the matter has come to an end, let’s get to the bottom of it! ! !
You made me...
Then let me tear you apart with my own hands! ! !
The eight rays of souls, whether they were good or evil souls, suddenly emerged from Mo Fan's roar. They directly broke through the divine oath and became one demon after another, standing majestically in the night behind Mo Fan. Huge, like eight magic mountains standing on the ground!
As for Mo Fan himself, the demonic flames soared into the sky, and the red flames dyed the night into a rosy evening. Countless red divine birds were like veils of leaves swept by the mountain wind, covering the sky and the sun, competing with the stars. ! !
"Hufufufufufu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
Mo Fan's whole body was blazing with fire. While the eight soul mountains were supporting him, a sacred bird's flame slowly spread its red wings. For a moment, all the soul mountains burned hotly, and the red birds covering the sky were like flames. The crazy star fell towards the shadow bird behind Mo Fan.
Every time he falls, a vast fire surges up, and every fire surge is the baptism of the shadow of the divine bird. Every thousand baptisms are another rebirth!
Red Bird.
Yan magpie.
Flame Yang Diao
The Chongming Bird.
Holy Feather Suzaku!
Every feathered demon is a red bird, and every eagle strikes the sky for nirvana!
The experience of Jianhun Red Bird describes a legendary myth, which belongs to the divine fire phoenix, and which belongs to the myth of the sacred feather Suzaku...
And this myth resides in Mo Fan’s heart!
Mysterious Feather Sacred Totem.
Never disappear from this world.
It is a red bird that dares to reach the sky!
He is a person whose heart is stronger than gold and dares to compete with everything!
Eventually, its soul will be completely awakened in this bird and this person! ! !
