Versatile Mage

The millennium is quiet and fighting?

If the archangel Michael is really a wise and dedicated **** for the sake of all life, then he should put all his energy on the emperor.

At this level, the pattern of the world is predictable. Who is peeping at the earth, who is making waves? If Michael does not have a little selfishness, then the emperor who is invited to the Holy City today is absolutely impossible. he.

The darkness is likely to bring disaster to mankind in the future. It will not be in this century, nor in the next century, what will really suffocate human beings is the cold sea!

The whispering emperor, it is in this century, even in these years, he is so strong, what makes this group of human masters turn a blind eye? ?

Forget it, these are no longer what you need to care about.

Tightly clutching Qin Yuer, her body has been mostly melted into her armor, and her head is low and she can see her serene face.

Seems to be able to touch her skin, cold as jade...

The dry heart won't beat and won't beat, as long as it can be together.

"If you don't die, you can wake up from this world again!" Michael's high voice rang out of the two holy cities.

"I cast aside your world."

Lifting his hands high, the hollow looks like resisting the demon power of the bird of paradise, but he does not use any power, but quietly welcomes the coming of the sky-light flying feathers!

Qing Yu, like the holy rain, has fallen.

The hollowing out and Qin Yuer have been merged together, and their souls have turned into a black robes in the robes, and the blue feathers paradise the birds, and the two embraced each other. The soul suddenly disintegrated and turned into black and ice dust, which was particularly vivid under the brilliance of cyan.

Powerful is not their soul, it is the black robes.

The black robes are the real ancient kings. When the hollow selection and the emergence of Qin Yuer, the ancient king's body finally realized that the disaster was over.

The robes themselves moved, madly twisted, trying to escape the magical rain of the sky, but the robes lost a proper soul is actually a walking dead.

This ancient king, without hollowing out, is just a utensil. Originally, it can also imagine the will to control the hollow, but at the moment of seeing Qin Yu, the hollowing out is to hollow out yourself. Anything about his emotions and decisions.

For both of them, this is the best destination.

If there is another world, it will start again in another world. If not, then it will sleep like this...

......

"God is mighty!!"

"God is mighty!!"

"God is mighty!!!"

I don’t know how many devout devouts in the Holy City, when they saw that Michael had ignited the gods and turned the demon into powder, they threw themselves on the ground with excitement and shouted at the holy city mages.

The Holy City Masters burst into tears with excitement, and finally... finally wiped it out, almost thinking that the Holy City is over.

"It is Michael, our archangel!!"

"McKale!!"

"McKale!!!"

The voices are intertwined, and the entire holy city suddenly becomes as boiling as the grand festival.

"Emperor level, that is the emperor level..."

"The invincible emperor class is not destroyed by our great holy city. God is full of grace and grace!!"

"The darkness is broken, and the warmth of the light will surely be greeted. From today, dark creatures will never want to invade our city, let them completely disappear from this world and become our slaves!" Cheering in unison.

There are only a handful of dark emperors in the world, and now one of the undead emperors has been completely wiped out, and the dark winds that are blowing around the world will be cut a bit.

The darkness is the nourishment of the dark creatures. When the undead emperor dies, the proliferation of dark creatures will be greatly reduced, and the chances of the birth of dark high-blooded creatures will also be low. The most important thing is that a huge dark empire that is entrenched in China will disappear. The remaining undead will also be buried deep in the decaying earth...

China's Kunlun Mountains and the European Alps will usher in the cleanest air!

On the long river of magic history, humanity once again disintegrated a huge demon empire! One day, deserts, swamps, oceans, glaciers, and clouds and mountains will be covered with human footprints. There is no security, how big the world is, and how big the Anbian world is. The demon can only hide in caves, underground, and trenches... ... the human beings who control powerful magic are the masters of this world!

......

The voice of the Holy City continued throughout the night, and Mo Fan stood on an open-air promenade in the holy shrine, watching the disillusionment of the battlefield in the sky reflecting the little battlefield.

The victory of the victory in the city, countless bards slyly recited, but the atmosphere of the festival made Mofan's throat filled with sourness and grief, and it was uncomfortable to breathe.

“嗡~~~~嗡~~~~~~~”

At the chest, the small mud smashed out a ring that had never been seen before.

Mo Fan took him out of his collar and held it in the palm of his hand.

No one can see the dust of the soul falling in the sky, but Mo Fan sees it.

The two pieces of the soul that they did not annihilate flew to the Alps, but there were two souls, but they flew to themselves and flew to the small mud.

There is also a black robes that have been worn by the Qingguang Shengyu. They floated to the small muddy squats after the two souls of Qin Yu and Qin Yuer.

The phantom powder of the robes is dotted with the metal surface of the small mud smashed, and the dusty rust is erased bit by bit. The black color is slowly lit up, like a dusty jade. Wiping it all with the cleanest spring water, the color of the little muddy that Mofan has always disguised has completely changed, and it looks so brilliant!

Whether it is a black robes that awakens the real little muddy pendant, or the hollowing out and the soul of Qin Yuer to make it sublimate, Mo Fan has been unable to make a judgment.

It is the best result for them, but Mo Fan can't be happy for them. It hasn't been so sad for a long time.

Watching a movie that knows it is a tragedy.

"Can you send them to a world that is more kind to them, little mud?" Mofan said to the pendant he was wearing.

After saying this, Mo Fan felt that something in his heart had been torn open and he was sore.

I have been careful to maintain my own small world, I dare not let it collapse, but this moment I want to stand on the opposite side...

Why are they so kind, why should they make concessions to this stupid world?

If it is yourself, it will never!