"Evil Eye Demon Realm!!"
The demon Mo Fan has long understood the intentions of these superiors and top ones.
Such dense clouds can even trap an archangel. Apparently this is one of the powerful magic circles in the Dubai Mage Tower.
But as a demon who controls the three major elements of chaos, shadow, and space, how could he possibly give his opponent the chance to use a magic circle to lock him in?
The evil eyes were blood red, and the white clouds seemed to have been splashed with red and dark ink paint. In an instant, this weird, terrifying and extremely penetrating color covered the entire sky, and even turned the air into strands. The intense blood-burning breath!
Before the phantom cloud formation had time to emerge, these elites and superiors were all pulled by Mo Fan into a phantom evil world intertwined with blood and ink, just like the world in its most primitive days, with thunder and lightning raging and whipping the earth, and the breath grinding. On the top of the mountain, there is obviously no sign of life, but the smell of blood is full of it, and everything is desolate and desolate! !
"Welcome to my paradise." Mo Fan showed an evil smile.
This is the devil's paradise.
But it is the blood-stained slaughterhouse of these people!
There is no escape! !
At this time, what the top ones and the superior ones have to do is to find a relatively safe place to hide as much as possible.
Once this demon with a blood whip is found, you can guarantee that his screams before his death will echo for a long, long time! !
…
When he came here, Mo Fan had no intention of exploring the so-called truth from the beginning.
He also doesn't believe that these people who are with Su Lu and want to kill Sakya, the only survivor, are innocent!
Even in such a rotten Asian Magic Association, no one is truly innocent. If it weren't for their tendency to follow others' influence, or their cowardice and incompetence, how could Feng Zhoulong die? ?
I am not begging you morons to make much contribution to this endangered world. I only hope that a person who can truly bring about change will not be tortured like this! !
All deserve to die! ! !
Whenever he thinks of Feng Zhoulong talking about the secrets of the fusion method with great excitement, the murderous intention in Mo Fan's heart will increase.
From the moment Zhan Kong and Qin Yuer were brutally expelled from this world, Mo Fan already knew the face of the ruling class.
Rulers don't care about people's lives or lives at all, they only care about whether their own status will be threatened.
From ancient times to the present, it has never changed.
Therefore, this Asian Magic Association is really worse than being trampled into pieces.
It's really better to kill them all! !
There is no kindness at all.
Every time a superior person was crushed, Mo Fan was relieved from the resentment accumulated in his heart. From the moment he learned about Feng Zhoulong's death, Mo Fan's heart was tightly grasped, and there was not a second without pain and desire. Absolutely.
It is only now that every contaminant, conspirator, and planner has died under his own devil's claws, Mo Fan's heart feels a little better, and his breathing is not full of pain!
Zhan Kong chose not to fight...
He chose to leave Qin Yu'er and let the world rot in its stupidity.
Mo Fan couldn't tolerate it.
The battle that didn't end in the Holy City would be completed by himself.
Mo Fan really can't stand by and watch real human greats like Zhan Kong and Feng Zhoulong die! !
They are upright and unwilling to kill until death, so it's up to them.
Mo Fan is not afraid of falling.
Not afraid of being cast aside by the world.
Don’t be afraid of becoming a heretic!
In a twisted world, righteous people are infidels.
The saint son Wentai couldn't wake him up, Pluto Zhankong couldn't wake him up, and the scholar Feng Zhoulong couldn't wake him up either.
No matter how many saints you try, you can't wake them up, so let's try this devil yourself! !
It was your viciousness that woke me up.
It's your rot that wakes me up.
After so many struggles, so many fierce battles, and so many times becoming a brave man in people's minds, Mo Fan has never regarded himself as a saint.
Countless saints emerged around him. They were nobler than himself. They could make sacrifices regardless of the situation. Their greatness made Mo Fan feel ashamed.
Now Mo Fan finally understands why he can't always keep up with them.
A saint is a saint after all.
The world bullied him, but he remained silent.
He endured the tortures of the world.
The world wanted him to be torn into pieces, his body and head dislocated, but he shouted on the execution rack!
Mo Fan can't do it.
The blood of destruction flows in his bones.
This devil was tailor-made for him, who is already a saint!
"Chief instructor, Feng Zhoulong..."
"I'm sorry, I can't be you."
For a moment, Mo Fan suddenly understood Salan's madness.
Wen Tai will die, and no one is innocent, including everyone.
Therefore, his revenge has always been to bury the rulers and the people together in the altar of blood.
Mo Fan is not that kind of crazy.
There was a damn person in his eyes.
…
After all, Su Lu's influence is huge.
Just after walking out of that bloody paradise, when more than twenty high-ranking people and elites were all turned into corpses, a middle-aged man with silver-gray hair appeared in front of Mo Fan.
He appeared from the top of the Dubai Mage Tower, and the badge on his chest was a vice president's medal.
Mo Fan has seen this person before.
He appeared in the World Academy Competition and was the magic leader who awarded them a first-place medal.
I don’t remember his name, Mo Fan. I only know that at that time, this kind of person was like a bright sun in the sky, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at him.
"I remember you." Silver Gray Forbidden Curse said in a low voice.
From the moment Mo Fan used fusion magic, the Silver Forbidden Man recognized Mo Fan. He was the number one in the competition among the world's schools, he was young and promising, and he was shining brightly.
When they were hunting the black dragon on the Dragon Cliff in the Tyrant Mountains, Silver Ash Forbidden Curse was also present. Su Lu was very intent on killing. When Mo Fan and others intervened, Silver Ash Forbidden Curse tried to dissuade them and did not embarrass them.
At this time, the eyes of the Silver Gray Forbidden Curse were staring at Mo Fan.
He was also shocked in his heart, because he would never have thought that such an evil and huge power would sleep in this young mage who was once very optimistic about him.
Demon type...
Although only magic that can be awakened by everyone can be called a type, Mo Fan has clearly given birth to an exclusive type.
It can be called forbidden magic, or it can be judged as evil magic.
"You have become a heretic, why bother?" The silver-grey curser said with a bit of regret.
"Why not stop it??" Mo Fan asked.
"You said that scholar, things are not as simple as you think. Su Lu did something wrong, but..." The silver-grey curser paused, and involuntarily raised his head to look at the black dragon and Su Lu in the sky, and then said ,
"Emperors make mistakes."
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