"Throughout the ages, you finally returned to your homeland and continued to watch over the eastern land."
Some stick to it and remain unchanged for thousands of years! !
The ancient king wiped away the last dust for the little loach, letting the blue dragon's soul light shine on the world.
He looked at Mo Fan, the small loach pendant in his hand was shaking continuously.
Mo Fan finally realized something and stared at the small loach pendant.
For a long time, the little loach has been jet black, no different from the street stalls on the roadside. It only regains its original luster every time it advances.
But now, the little loach seems to have been washed away and transformed into dark blue.
It floated up on its own, floating in front of Mo Fan's eyes, and its curled figure stretched out bit by bit.
Accompanying utensils.
Totem symbol.
Mo Fan knew from his sister early on that the little loach was the symbolic vessel of another holy totem, the blue dragon. He once jokingly said, 'How can a little loach turn into a big blue dragon?'
But now, the little loach has really turned into a big green dragon!
At this moment, Mo Fan's eye circles were moist.
"The Earth Holy Spring is your unshed blood. The person they have been waiting for is not me, but you."
Mo Fan heard the sound of the Soul River water 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 Saint Totem!
Everything was foreshadowed, and all the answers had already been given. But when the holy totem that he had been searching for so hard was revealed before 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 accomplished and protected it.
It's just that anyone can get it, but not everyone can awaken it.
"Are you going to take me on my last journey?" Mo Fan asked softly.
The little loach didn't respond. It didn't know how to respond.
"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 on his back, but did not respond.
But Mo Fan already knows the answer.
I also learned about Little Loach’s choice.
I have been protecting and fulfilling the little loach, so now it wants to fulfill me.
You used to help me, now I will help you! !
"Come on, we'll be together forever!"
Mo Fan opened his arms.
The little loach did not return to his chest this time. Instead, it broke away from the necklace and slowly printed 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, with a radiance comparable to the sun and the moon.
Mo Fan stood there, like a blue god, extremely prominent!
During his lifetime, the Green Dragon was the most powerful holy totem, majestic and prominent. It stipulated the rules among the totems and protected weak humans and demons.
The Kraken swept across the earth. It led the totem to fight bloody battles until the last drop of blood was shed, and finally curled up and turned into a rock city.
Human beings were stored under its mausoleum, and the last remaining bodies were used 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!
Neither life nor death can be given up!
Nowadays, the remaining body has been broken into pieces, the remaining soul is covered with dust, and the blood has lost its glory, but it is still willing to continue to hold on, even if it can only protect one more person, it is enough for it.
Some stick to it and remain unchanged forever! ! !
"Ouch~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
The blue dragon roared, and the roar was like thunder that split the sky, spreading from the sky to the boundless ocean.
The ocean surged, the sky waves roared, and the blue divine dragon thunder shadow penetrated the sky and the earth, and finally sank into Mo Fan's body.
The strong soul that Mo Fan lacks can be filled in by it.
The strong soul of the Four Souls of Goodness - Qinglong returns to his throne!
Qinglong did not leave, but changed his way to stay with Mo Fan.
The figure of the ancient king gradually disappeared. He had done what he should do. He hoped that the rest could bring him some fun, otherwise this boring world would be meaningless.
Lingling was on the side, also shocked and speechless by the scene in front of her.
Righteousness, righteousness, loyalty and perseverance.
Jealousy, madness, hatred, greed.
Good Four Souls, respect Mo Fan!
The Four Evil Souls, surrender to Mo Fan!
Mo Fan bathed in the evil power collected by the red devil Yi Qiu for decades, received the power of darkness offered by the jackdaw, and combined it with the totem power brought by the blue dragon. His transformation completely surpassed Yi Qiu's arrangement. It was no longer simple. A simple emperor, but the most evil and holy supreme evil god! !
The eight soul grids of heaven and earth gathered together, the blood and ink flooded the heaven and earth, and the new evil god stood on the earth!
He is a demon and also Mo Fan.
The blood moon slowly disappeared into the sky, and Mo Fan's body finally returned to normal.
He did not feel the endless evil power that would collide in his body like giant dragons, nor did he feel that his magical powers could allow him to look down on the world with confidence.
There was only an unprecedented calmness, which made Mo Fan's eyes return to their original dark brown color.
He looked around and saw that all the young people had fled, leaving only Lingling waiting for him.
"Lingling, please go first, Old Man Bao is still waiting for you." Mo Fan said with a smile to her.
"Then what should you do?" Lingling asked anxiously.
"Me?" Mo Fan pointed at 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 this alone."
"Who said I am alone."
"This is a trap for you."
"Don't worry about me. This fight is inevitable. Go and rescue the living people in Dongshou Pavilion." Mo Fan said nothing more to Lingling.
He turned around, facing away from Lingling, and waved his hand.
How could Lingling not know what Mo Fan was facing now? No matter how you put it, Mo Fan had become a real evil god and a threat to the world, a completely uncontrollable factor.
Not to mention that Sister Mo has already been at war with the Holy City. The Holy City will never allow Mo Fan to continue to live! ——
At the foot of the Sacrifice Mountain, Old Man Bao raised his head and saw the blood moon in the sky.
"It's already started."
The old man murmured, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.
"I believe that Mo Fan will succeed, but I didn't expect that Song Qiming, I, would one day face the Holy City." Old Man Bao said with a bitter smile.
He used to be one of the two great priests of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal. Even in the Holy City, he was a well-known big figure, with a status second only to the Archangel. Now he wants to stop the Holy City's plan. Things are really unpredictable. ah.
Song Qiming knew very well that an archangel must be behind such a large formation.
I just don’t know what role Mo Yingge’s student Sakya, now the Archangel Gabriel, played in it?
Maybe he and Mo Yingge had misjudged the person. The secular teacher-student friendship could not shake the angel's soul after all.
Of course, Song Qiming hoped that it was just his old eyesight that was dim.
It's really hard for young people nowadays to guess what they are thinking. As an old man, it's better for me to just think about my own thoughts.
A cold wind passed by, rustling the leaves.
Song Qiming's body suddenly froze and he turned his head to look aside.
A tall, slender black figure slowly walked out of the forest, strangely making no sound.
"The Mo girl should have gone to the Parthenon, so she asked you to look after her brother?" Song Qiming asked Apasi.
"Yes, but the current situation seems to be worse than she expected." Apasi said unhurriedly.
"Then she may have seen the wrong person." Song Qiming pointed out.
"She didn't see the wrong person." Apasi said while looking at the old man in front of her.
Song Qiming was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what he meant.
He was referring to Archangel Gabriel, but she was staring at him when she replied.
This indicates that the object of the statement is not a person.
"The Holy Phoenix is probably the means she left behind, but after all, she didn't come here on her own. Sariel will be able to deal with it soon. Mo Fan has just ascended, so he may not be Sariel's opponent.
The Holy City has been preparing for this for a long time. 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 are going to die." Apasi frowned slightly.
"Yes, I am already old, otherwise I would really want to try the power of the Archangel, but I have to do something after all." Song Qiming said.
"You are a good person." Apasi finally said.
"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 not to move." Apasi suddenly said seriously.
Song Qiming's expression also changed.
"Ta-ta-ta"
On the mountain road, a tall figure stood at some point, looking down at the two people talking.
It was a middle-aged man with blond hair and a golden beard. The dark night could not block his green and sharp sight. The green holy armor he wore reflected the extraordinaryness of this man.
"Are you Archangel Michael?!"
Song Qiming recognized the pattern of the ancient holy armor on the man's body. It was the holy pattern representing Archangel Michael!
As we all know, there are seven archangels in the Holy City, and the archangel who has always been named "Michael" is often the strongest archangel of that era.
Michael, who possesses the strongest angel soul fetus, is undoubtedly the closest being to the magical heavenly father.
If it hadn't been for the incident that happened hundreds of years ago, during the super battle for black magic to be included in the magic genealogy, 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 of the ancient precepts of the Holy City, contacted the Holy City in advance, and secretly regained 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 completed independently. The roving angel will not receive any assistance from the holy city in the process of ascending to the Holy City. This is also a careful test for the roving angel to become an archangel!
Just because an angel soul fetus descends on someone does not mean that person will definitely inherit the true power of an archangel.
But today, this ancient admonition has long been ignored by future generations. Who would be willing to give up the power of standing on top of the world?
"Michael, you have violated the ancient holy city's precepts!" Song Qiming shouted with breath.
"Some old dogmas will be gradually eliminated, and facing the threat of darkness, we can only do this." Michael said in a deep voice.
"Keke~ It's just a desire to control the power in the world. As for calling yourself so noble, or what are you afraid of?" Apasi sneered with her narrow eyes.
"I don't even care about the mother of Medusa, little snake demon, you are too young!" Michael said.
"Then you can try it!"
Apasi's eyes bloomed with a shocking brilliance, and the world-destroying eyes opened and closed in them. The trace of aura that escaped caused the entire surrounding mountains and forests to wither and decay, turning into static stone sculptures.
The blue-clothed holy armor on Michael's body shines brilliantly, and a pair of broad angel wings are opened. The green-clothed holy feathers, the sacred ripples that spread out, resist the petrified aura.
"I said you are not qualified yet, let your master come!" Michael shouted.
As his words fell, he stepped hard on the ground, and saw that the aura around Apasi was broken by some unknown force, and hundreds of miles of mountains and forests were turned into powder in an instant!
Song Qiming's old eyes suddenly shrank. It turned out that the election of the Parthenon was not only promoted by Ye Xinxia, but also the Holy City deliberately showed weakness to the enemy so that Mo Yinge could not temporarily distract himself from paying attention to the situation here. .
And at the next moment, Apasi's eyes were fully opened and she looked directly at the archangel!
What a pair of beautiful eyes they are. The most shining gems in the world cannot compare to hers. Even the sun and moon hanging in the sky cannot match their brilliance.
Michael's mind was shocked, and his green holy 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 emperor-level creatures fearful. It is one of the most terrifying evil eyes in the world. Michael was just talking big words before. If he faces the Mother of Medusa, Never dare to look directly into his eyes.
Of course, Michael is not completely bragging. Except for the petrified magic eye and psychic attack, Mother Medusa is not as good as the real emperor in other aspects. If Michael regains all his power and cultivates to the top 16 Seraph is indeed not afraid of Mother Medusa.
But he underestimated Apasi's strength too much. In terms of cultivation alone, Apasi was not inferior to her mother. What's more, she also fully mastered the Desert Eyes that even the mother of Medusa had never perfectly integrated. !
Due to her own reasons, the Mother of Medusa could only cultivate it into a petrified magic eye, allowing it to become famous, and the real Eye of God will also show its power tonight.
"barren!!"
All ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust—
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