Mo Fan held the Earth Holy Spring and nodded heavily.
Little green dragon!
Relive your glory! !
The green light blooming on the forehead lines is getting stronger and stronger, and you can see that these lights are reflected in the vast sky, like rounds of blue moon marks intertwining into a magnificent blue dragon in the distant sky...
"Brother Fan, I brought that one!" Zhang Xiaohou suddenly pointed to the horizon with his hand, and he could see a black vortex appearing on the edge of the sky. The vortex flickered on and off, and was even drifting in strange space.
Mo Fan was stunned for a moment and soon understood Zhang Xiaohou’s intention.
That's Shayuan! !
A giant space ship can carry an army of millions of undead! !
Back then, Leng Jue used a prism to spread the underworld light to the northern border, turning the mirage into a real pyramid.
Mo Fan can also use this trick now!
Shoot the holy light on the forehead into the evil abyss. The other end of the evil abyss is the land of China. The holy spring of the earth has turned into these radiances, and these radiances will be like the blue sun, shining on the land of the ancient Great Wall...
"Ouch~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"
The roar of the dragon came from the other end of the evil abyss, passing through the space ship of the evil abyss from the land of the East, and landed on this European holy land.
People can clearly hear the roar of the dragon. This powerful roar makes the Bright Dragon and the Golden Titan tremble, not to mention the other lower creatures in this holy city. Even the emperor is also surrendered and fearful! !
The evil abyss opened on the horizon, and a blue eternal dragon looked more like the dust that traveled through thousands of years. As people looked up in shock, it gradually occupied the entire sky...
Its body was so huge that it dwarfed a floating holy city in the sky. It formed a blue sky shadow and enveloped the holy city on the earth.
The tail slowly rolled down to the ground, surrounding the ruined holy city. Qinglong almost surrounded the entire holy city with his own body, and its neck and head were even more horrifying to all the Holy Judges and angels. Looking closer.
Qinglong Pancheng!
How vast is this dragon! !
Perhaps many people in the Holy City have witnessed the Azure Dragon in some images left behind by the Battle of Magic City, but the image is nothing compared to the real Azure Dragon. Who could imagine that a city that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people would be destroyed? A creature is wrapped up underneath you like this! !
Many of the Holy Inquisitors were stunned.
The vast and powerful army of the Holy Inquisitor is like a pile of golden gravel. Even extraordinary beings like Seraph are eclipsed in front of Qinglong!
This is the dragon god that runs through the entire human civilization. Even if it is forgotten, even if it has been buried in the earth, it still watches over a country, whether it rises or falls, or prosperes, it is eternal! !
The head slowly came closer.
The angels did not dare to act rashly.
Others seemed to be in awe.
Only one person, facing the head of the vast green dragon, slowly stretched out a hand and touched the forehead of this eternal dragon with the palm of his hand.
There is a huge difference in body proportions between humans and dragons.
A human being is just a grain of sand in the city, but a dragon is like a holy city, shining in the world.
But when this hand was firmly placed on the Qinglong's forehead, the majesty of the dragon god that Yaoshi Qinglong invisibly exuded disappeared.
Qinglong closed his eyes, keeping a distance that did not touch the earth but nestled in the palm of his hand. It seemed that the temperature of this tiny palm could revive his heart that had been dormant for thousands of years...
The green dragon's tail is swinging gently, and people can even feel that this dragon god is as docile as a kitten.
Of course, the temple army outside the city was frightened, and they collectively used their superb body skills to avoid this incoming disaster.
Similarly, the man who touched the dragon's forehead with his hand also lost his blood. He looked gentle like the boy next door, completely different from the demon who just tore apart the sixteen-winged seraph!
One person, one dragon, actually revealed a bit of tranquility in this bustling holy city.
It seems that it is this tranquility that makes many fanatical defenders of the Holy City and those persistent angels gradually calm down in the smoke of magic...
"We are not real enemies." Sharjah said to the three archangels Uriel, Raphael, and Lemuel.
The weak Michael stared at the three archangels. The moment the green dragon appeared, Michael was completely panicked. This green dragon dragon god may not be able to compete with all the armed forces of the entire holy city, but it Its existence can defeat the fighting spirit of the entire Holy City.
The three archangels had to re-examine the upcoming war!
All negotiations are conducted on the premise of similar strength. Negotiations with disparity in strength do not exist! !
Michael has already felt the changes in the eyes of the three archangels. The archangels who were extremely determined to protect themselves just now have shown a bit of helplessness.
They are going to sacrifice themselves to protect the foundation of the Holy City! !
The Holy City is actually going to compromise! ! ! !
"I don't have to kill Michael, but I will take away all of Michael's magic power. Michael, during your travels, you probably haven't tried to see the nature of this world clearly. Go and experience it again." Mo Mo Fan turned around and stared arrogantly at Michael, who had already destroyed all of his angel wings.
"Actually, that's what we mean," Uriel said, and the sixteen wings on his back finally retracted. He didn't know why it was a bit unsafe to display these wings in front of a blue dragon god.
How could Michael be willing to do so!
Take away his magic power and he is just a mortal.
He is not even as good as the porters at the dock, he is the master who needs to set the order in the world! !
"You should reinstate Sharjah as the Archangel. She sees further than you." Mo Fan continued.
"None of us took away her angelic status," Uriel said.
The underlying meaning of this sentence is that the person who deprived Sakya was Michael. Now that Michael has been defeated, he has become a mortal and can't even do magic. Naturally, he can no longer control Sakya.
Michael stood there unsteadily. None of the archangels looked at him again. At this moment, no one in the entire Holy City looked at him anymore. He was no longer the supreme blazing angel. Angels are no longer the rulers of the Holy City, let alone the so-called masters...
The person who spoke was Mo Fan.
The person who sets the rules is Mo Fan.
What Mo Fan said, other archangels could only agree with!
"Ahhhh!!!!!!"
This scene made Michael more painful than having all his wings broken. He was not demoted to a mortal, but fell from heaven to a hell controlled by his enemies! ! !
Michael screamed like a madman, but no one paid attention to him.
Standing on this ruins, the people who re-drawn the rules are the four archangels Saga, Lemuel, Raphael, and Uriel. At this moment, they almost took out their notebooks and wrote down every word Mo Fan said. , just like an angel facing the real god and listening to his teachings after a war.
Rules are just a few words.
Mo Fan doesn't like the Holy City just because Sharjah lets Mo Fan know that the Holy City is not all that hateful.
"Sakya."
"Teacher, do you have any other instructions?"
"If a fallen angel goes to hell, can't he come back?" Mo Fan asked, and also asked several other archangels.
"Fallen angels have a certain specificity. They are living people and possess dark souls. They are not who they are designated by the King of Darkness. They are the only messengers of hell in the world who can stay in the world..." Sakya said.
"So, not sure?" Mo Fan asked.
"Hmm, not sure." Sakya nodded seriously.
Mo Fan's eyes suddenly gained some luster.
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