MTL - Versatile Mage

Mo Fan held the holy spring and nodded heavily.

Xiao Qinglong!

Reproduce your glory! !

The blue light of the forehead blooms is getting stronger and stronger. You can see that these lights are reflected in the vast sky. It seems that the round and blue moon marks are intertwined into a magnificent blue dragon figure in the distant heaven... ...

"Fan Ge, I brought that!" Zhang Xiaohou suddenly pointed his finger at the sky, you can see a black vortex at the edge of the sky, the vortex suddenly flickering, and even a strange space drift.

Mo Fan stunned and soon understood Zhang Xiaohou's intentions.

That is Yu Yuan! !

A giant space boat that can carry millions of undead army! !

At the beginning, the cold prince used a prism to sprinkle the glory to the northern Xinjiang, turning the mirage into a real pyramid.

This move Mofan can now also be used!

The front line of the sacred mans is smashed into the shackles. The other end of the 煞 煞 is the land of China. The sacred springs have been turned into these brilliances, and these brilliances will be like the blue sun, shining on the ancient Great Wall...

“嗷吼~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!”

The sound of the dragon sings came from the other end of the sacred sacred land. The earth from the east crossed the boat of the space of the sacred land and descended on this piece of European holy land.

People can clearly hear the dragon scorpion. This vigorous snoring makes the light dragon and the Jin Yao Titan giant tremble, not to mention the other lower creatures in the holy city. Even the emperor surrenders fear! !

Luan Yuan opened in the sky, and a long-green cyan dragon looks more like a dust that has been shuttled for thousands of years. He gradually occupied the whole sky under the shock of people...

Its body is huge, and a holy city floating in the air is dwarfed. It forms a blue sky shadow, which is shrouded in the holy city of the earth.

The tail slowly rolled down to the ground, surrounded by the ruins of the Holy City, the Qinglong almost used his body to encircle the entire holy city, and its neck and head, but also the horror of all the sects and angels Closed in the eyes.

Qinglong Pancheng!

How old is this dragon! !

Perhaps there are many people in the Holy City who have witnessed the Qinglong in the images left by the Battle of the Magic. The image is not an object at all compared with the real Qinglong. Who can imagine that the city that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people will be A creature gives this volume underneath! !

How many sects have been left to the ground.

The mighty sacred army seems to be a pile of golden gravel, and even the extraordinary life of the blazing angel is eclipsed in front of the green dragon!

This is the dragon **** that runs through the entire human civilization. Even if it is forgotten, even if it has been buried in the earth, it still looks at a country, booming or prospering, and prospering. It is immortal! !

The skull is slowly close.

The angels did not dare to act rashly.

Others seem to have infinite awe.

Only one person, facing the head of Cang Qinglong, slowly extended a hand and touched the forehead of this ancient dragon with his palm.

People and dragons have a huge difference in body shape.

People in the city are just a grain of sand, and the dragon is like a holy city, the glory of the world.

When the hand was firmly placed on the blue dragon's forehead, the Dragon God's majesty exuded by the Yao Shi Qinglong was scattered.

Qinglong closed his eyes and kept a distance that did not touch the earth but leaned against the palm. It seems that the temperature of this small palm can make its heart that has been silent for thousands of years recover together...

The tail of the dragon, gently swinging, people can even feel the dragon is as gentle as a kitten.

Of course, the army outside the city was frightened and jumped, and collectively displayed a high-spirited body, avoiding the fly to the end of the disaster.

In the same way, the person who touched the dragon's hand with his hand also faded away from blood. The gentle look is like a big boy next door, and the devil who just shredded the 16-winged angel is judged by two!

One person, one dragon, showed a bit of silence in this sturdy holy city.

It seems that this is the quiet, let a lot of fanatical city defenders, let those obsessive angels gradually calm down in this magic smoke...

"We are not real enemies." Sharjah said to the three archangels of Ulle, Raphael and Remy.

The weak and miserable Michael looked at the three archangels. At the moment when the green dragon appeared, Michael was completely panicked. This dragon dragon **** may not be able to compete with all the armed forces of the holy city, but it The existence can defeat the war of the entire Holy City.

The three archangels had to re-examine the war that was about to start!

All the negotiations are carried out on the premise of similar strengths. The disparity in power negotiations does not exist! !

Michael has already felt the change of the three angels' long-eyed eyes. The angels who have been determined to keep their own angels have already shown some helplessness.

They have to give up their own to keep the foundation of the Holy City! !

The Holy City has to compromise! ! ! !

"I can't kill Michael, but I will take away all the power of Michael. Michael, you should still not understand the essence of the world in your journey, and go through it again." Everyone who turned around and looked at him with gaze and gaze was destroyed by Michael, the wing of all angels.

"Actually, we also mean this." Wu Li said, the wings of the sixteen wings have finally been collected, and I don't know why these wings are placed in front of a dragon. It is really unreliable.

How could Michael be reconciled!

He took away mana, he is a mortal.

He is not as good as the porters at the dock, but he needs to be the master of the human order! !

"You should restore the position of the archangel of Sharjah. She looks farther than you." Mo Fan continued.

"No one of us has deprived her of the position of an angel," Ull said.

The potential meaning of this sentence is that the person who deprived Saga was Michael, and now that Michael was defeated, he became a common custom, and even magic would not, naturally he could no longer control Sharjah.

Michael stood there unsteadily, and several of the archangels did not look at him again. At this moment, the whole holy city would not look at him again. He is no longer the most supreme. Angels are no longer the rulers of the Holy City, nor are they the so-called masters...

The person who speaks is Mo Fan.

The person who rules is Mofan.

What Mo Fan said, other angels can only be attached!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!"

This scene made it more painful for Michael to break all the wings. Where he was slain as a mortal, he fell from heaven to a **** that was controlled by his own enemy! ! !

Michael shouted like a madman, but no one cares about him.

Standing on this ruin, the people who re-formed the rules were the four archangels of Sharjah, Remy, Raphael, and Uli. They immediately took out their notebooks and wrote down every word that Mofan said. It is also like an angel facing the true **** and listening to his teachings after a war.

The rules are just a few words.

Mo Fan doesn't like the holy city, just because of Saga, let Mofan know that the holy city is not all that hateful.

"Saga."

"Teacher, what else is there?"

"If the fallen angel enters hell, can't he come back?" Mofan asked, and asked several other archangels.

"The fallen angel has a certain specificity. He is a living person and has a dark soul. It is not the person who is appointed by the Dark King. They are the only **** messengers in the world who can stay in the world..." Sharjah said.

“So, not sure?” Mofan asked.

"Well, not sure." Sharjah seriously nodded.

Mo Fan’s eyes suddenly had some more luster.

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