The tip of the holy tooth was pulled out from behind the chest and passed over the heart. A terrifying hole suddenly appeared in Mo Fan's body.
The red liquid flowed slowly, and poured in bit by bit along the hole in his chest. The frost remaining in the heart slowly faded away, and was replaced by the hot red liquid. The slurry, these red slurries are just like the blood in Mo Fan's body, they are making the withered heart expand little by little, and reviving the withered heart little by little!
"Puff!!"
A clear beating sounded, and at the same time, there was a distinct fluctuation in the slurry pools and slurry rivers throughout the entire subterranean depression!
"Puff! Puff!!!!"
After two consecutive beats, the red world suddenly boiled, and molten slurry and flames rushed up to the earth. You can see countless pillars of fire rushing into the sky in this subsidence zone of hundreds of kilometers!
"Pfft-puff-puff-puff-puff-puff!!!!"
The beating of the heart began to accelerate rapidly, and suddenly the area to the west of Osaka Castle erupted with a spectacular volcano-like burst of flames. It was extremely violent and shocking! !
In the flames of the volcano, a body floated up. He was bathed in the countless magma fire. His vitality went from dead to awakening, from awakening to vigorous, and then from vigorous to extremely strong. He was comparable to the son of the blazing sun! ! !
Sariel slumped on the swaying rock, a look of horror on his face.
He thought he had killed Mo Fan and thought he was the winner of this fight, but he never imagined that he would be defeated by that inconspicuous little girl in the end!
Reborn in flames! !
This evil god is an immortal body with the strongest flame in the world. If he cannot be killed in time, he will bring terrible catastrophe to the world! !
Sariel's eyes couldn't be taken away from Mo Fan.
Mo Fan's heart is intact as before. It has even experienced the stimulation of the frost in the sky. It seems to have become stronger after being reshaped. It is a furnace of red sun, with flames that shine brighter than the sun, burning endlessly! !
The breath of the red sun hit Sariel's festering face, and Sariel could clearly feel that the evil god and demon that was reshaping his heart at this moment was even more powerful than the one he had fought with just now. The flame was probably only from the Holy City. Even the Flame Saint is inferior!
This evil god and demon is growing all the time. The reason why Sariel is frightened is not only because he is no longer able to compete with this evil god and demon, but also because he has personally created an unstoppable demon god! !
If he hadn't died by his own hands today, he would have been even more terrifying in the future!
"You...you don't know what you are doing at all." Sariel's voice began to tremble slightly, and the pride and pride he felt just now completely disappeared.
"If the Holy City were filled with scum like you, there would be no need for this Holy City to exist!" Lingling said coldly.
The red fire danced in the sky, but the earth suddenly lost any heat. Mo Fan, who had reshaped the heart furnace, fell next to Lingling. At this time, he did not have any exaggerated flames or astonishing demonic textures on his body.
Clean and concise, Mo Fan looks like an ordinary man. There is almost no trace of demonic energy on his body. However, the red fire all over the sky has shown his extraordinary state. As long as he gives the order, the red fire all over the sky will be like the sky collapsing. If it falls in the same way, whether it is Daban City in the distance, the vast mountains nearby, or the ocean not far away, they will be completely burned by this evil god's red fire!
This is real power, comparable to the gods in the sky, and can crush tens of thousands of lives with just one thought.
If Mo Fan is a real evil god, with extreme resentment towards the world in his heart, endless anger that needs to be vented, and if he wants to announce to everyone that he has ascended to become an evil god, then he might be able to rain down red fire all over the sky and let everyone know that he has become an evil god. Life here is in ruins.
In fact, Mo Fan only needs to kill one person.
This person is the Archangel Sariel, who represents the Holy City and is an angel who transcends the secular world.
Mo Fan walked towards Sariel.
The fear in Sariel's heart can be seen in his eyes.
Of course, what could not be shaken off from Sariel's heart at this time was the annoyance and regret.
Why would you create such an extremely dangerous creature?
"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to ascend to the Holy City, but you can return to the Holy City." Mo Fan grinned and smiled brightly.
"You just defeated me, but you never expected to defeat the Holy City. Even if you kill me, I will win, because you are completely on the opposite side of the Holy City and will be wanted all over the world. You can run away, you can hide, You can fight hard, but the people around you will also be rejected by this world. You still lose, you still lose!" Even though Sariel was afraid of death, he still used such words to stimulate Mo Fan.
"That's what it is." Mo Fan nodded.
"While I'm alive, your enemy is only me. If I die, your enemy is the Holy City, the Five Continents Magic Association, the Forbidden Curse Alliance, and countless countries and powerful people who are loyal to the Holy City." Sariel continued.
"Then if I give you a way out, does that mean I also have a way out?" Mo Fan asked with a smile.
"That's right, we can keep our peace. In fact, there are many such secret agreements in the Holy City." Sariel said.
Sariel has been defeated, and his only bargaining chip now is his identity as an archangel.
He knew very well what Mo Fan needed and cared about.
"I agree to your second condition." Seeing that Mo Fan was somewhat convinced by him, Sariel hurriedly added another condition.
"Next time when I tell you the conditions, you just nod and agree, and nothing will happen... It's a pity, you won't have a next time!" Mo Fan has already walked in front of Sariel.
Mo Fan stretched out his hands and held Sariel's ugly half-skeleton head in his hands.
With a smile on his face, Mo Fan slowly exerted force to lift Sariel's head up little by little. During this lifting process, Sariel's body was firmly stepped on by Mo Fan's foot.
Sariel's neck was stretched, and he could feel the pain of suffocation and head-pulling. He clapped his hands in panic.
"How can such an exquisite and perfect archangel like you have such an ugly head? Let me remove it for you. I will move more slowly. You can also take this opportunity to think about what is wrong with you. Where, think about it carefully, why you have to make a mess, and try not to make such mistakes in the next life, otherwise your head will be screwed off again soon like now." Mo Fan said this minimalist way method of execution, while telling Sariel.
He sounds like a gentle elder.
But the bones in Sariel's neck were creaking, and all the pain could not be expressed on his face, but it was vividly displayed on his crazily twisting and turning body.
