Full-time Summoner

"Sacred Soul Art - Linglong!"

In an instant, it was like a waterfall falling from the sky, flying down 3,000 feet, which is suspected to be the grandeur of the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens. Mo Fan was surrounded by milky white light, and Mo Fan rose slowly.

In the milky white waterfall, a long-haired girl opened her arms and hugged Mo Fan. If you look closely, you will find that the appearance of this soul is exactly the same as Ye Xinxia!

The wounds on Mo Fan's body are recovering quickly!

Seeing this scene, Leng Lingling suddenly looked at the soul that was torn apart by Mo Fan, only then did she realize that the light of the soul had already disappeared.

At this time, Leng Lingling realized that Ye Xinxia was just absorbing the soul, or using the ritual of the Parthenon's soul to inherit the soul again, or even merge the soul!

You must know that Ye Xinxia herself was used by Wen Tai to inherit the soul, and Ye Xinxia was originally a goddess.

Moreover, God died, and the soul was torn apart by Mo Fan again. The consciousness of Parthenon's soul was wiped out by Mo Fan. There is no doubt that Ye Xinxia is the most suitable person to fuse the soul.

It's just different from Mo Fan, Ye Xinxia's cultivation base is too low, even if he merges with the soul, he is still far away from the master, but to use the power of the soul, Ye Xinxia can still use magic to heal Mo Fan's injuries.

Leng Lingling looked at Zhaohua, and Zhaohua was also watching Mo Fan repairing the wound.

It is true that Ye Xinxia is the most suitable for fusion of spirit and soul.

But Zhaohua has the White Feather Sacred Willow, he can grab it! Moreover, neither Leng Lingling nor Ye Xinxia had forgotten that Zhaohua now has the divine power of death and Lan Xinghu in his hands, so he actually lacks the spirit of the holy plane.

That's why Ye Xinxia was so eager to fuse her spirit and soul, fearing that something might go wrong.

But Zhaohua has no choice if he wants to snatch it. He has no magic power, and he can't snatch Ye Xinxia.

It is true that the human body cannot withstand the power of the ruler, but Zhaolang did not have the soul to heal him back then. More importantly, Mo Fan was born with two souls. One level can bear a part of the divine power of blood slaughter and become a demon, and the soul has not been backlashed and collapsed.

Mo Fan's wound healed quickly, and his right hand grew back.

It is not difficult to revive weak creatures, but to restore Mo Fan's injuries is much more powerful than the resurrection magic.

The price is probably not small.

Mo Fan opened his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Xinxia's soul hugging him.

"Xinxia, ​​you!"

With Mo Fan's current cultivation base, when he opened his eyes, he understood why his injury healed so quickly.

"Brother Mo Fan, I'm fine."

There was a smile in the corner of Xinxia's eyes, she didn't have any desire for strength, she only hoped that Mo Fan would live a safe life.

"Xinxia, ​​you protected me again." Mo Fan had all kinds of feelings in his heart.

Ye Xinxia sacrificed her heart when she resurrected Little Flame Fairy, but this time Mo Fan knew that she sacrificed her soul.

Just like sacrificing a heart, Ye Xinxia's heart is shared with Little Flame Fairy, but now, Ye Xinxia's soul can only always be by Mo Fan's side, sharing life and death with Mo Fan.

Become true soul mates.

Ye Xinxia's divine smile said calmly, "Brother Mo Fan, you won't be able to run away."

Ye Xinxia was also joking, using her own method to make Mo Fan not worry about him so much.

For Ye Xinxia, ​​Mo Fan has always been her everything.

Mo Fan has not fully recovered, and the mana energy is also empty.

Mo Fan stood on the ground, just facing Zhao Hua, the two looked at each other like this, Mo Fan grinned and said, "Damn it?"

Zhaohua still smiled flatly, nodded and said, "You've been beaten to the brim, it's too shameful if you can't even take the head."

Mo Fan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. An enemy like God is too powerful. He almost died by himself. If he was the only one, he would definitely die in Wentai's hands.

Mo Fan stretched his waist and said, "I don't need to do the rest of the unfinished work."

Zhaohua shook his head and said: "The sea monster surrendered, the sea dragon Leviathan gave up his identity as the roof, and the Magic United will take care of the rest."

The pattern of the whole world will undergo a huge change. Mo Fan inherited Shayuan and blew up the Pyramid of Khufu. It is equivalent to Mo Fan, the evil god of the world, who is responsible for all the undead lands on the land, and Mo Fan said that the world is bloody. Forget it, plus Qinglong's complete resurrection, no one or monster in the entire magical world can stop Mo Fan except Zhaohua.

It's just that things are far from over.

Although Zhaohua and Mo Fan were chatting, their attention was actually on the top of their heads, more precisely, the masters watching the battle above the sky.

It may not take more than a week for the god position to mature. Once the god position matures, it means that the magic world is the same as the bloody world, and the ruler can invade and fight for power.

The three planes are staring at each other, and God is so difficult to deal with. The rulers of the three planes are not counted as the sealed ones. There are more than a dozen or nearly twenty of the dead and those who have not been selected.

Wentai is only the beginning of the catastrophe, it is far from the end, and the end is when the gods mature.

The Kraken retreated, and the war was temporarily over.

"Oh, by the way, I'm planning to hold a wedding. Here, here is the invitation letter. Remember the money." Mo Fan took out a piece of white paper from his space storage, and scribbled a few words on it. , and handed it to Zhaohua.

Zhaohua was stunned for a moment, a little astonished, and then accepted the invitation very politely.

"We'll notify you on WeChat when the time and place are up." Mo Fan waved his hand, ran towards Ye Xinxia and Leng Lingling, and used teleportation to leave.

Zhaohua watched Mo Fan leave, his eyes narrowed slightly. He said to all the surviving military mages: "Collect all the resources and return home first, the war...is not over yet."

In Fanxue Mountain, Mo Fan moved directly across the distance of thousands of miles, and brought everyone back to Fanxue Mountain except Zhang Xiaohou, the leader of the army.

Mo Fan was gearing up, looked at Mu Ningxue meanly and said, "Xuexue, you promised that you will marry me if I come back from the dark plane safely."

Mo Fan waited for this moment for too long! !

But everyone, including Mu Ningxue himself, did not have a happy expression. Instead, they looked worried and dignified, and the atmosphere seemed particularly dignified.

Ye Xinxia broke the dignified atmosphere and said, "Brother Mo Fan, the God of magic...can't be handed over to Zhaohua, otherwise."

"Otherwise death will come, and the entire magical world will become a world of death." Mo Fan spoke first.

"I know, Boss Zhankong told me when he was in the dark plane. Zhaohua's wife, Ji Shaoan, is the master of death. She hides the will of the dark plane. She has been hiding in the magic world. Zhaohua needs to use the magic god Exchange his wife's freedom with the Dark Plane."

"Once the dark plane gets the magic god, the world will be over."