Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister

Mo Yinge's body was covered with holy flames, ethereal like a god.

The sea of ​​sand was touched under her feet, and one after another erupting volcanoes stretched out. The mountains, ridges, mountainsides, and foots of the mountains were all composed of holy flames.

Khufu's magical sand sea accumulated for thousands of years turned into lava all over the place.

Suzaku Shadow, Goddess Fire Girl!
Khufu finally showed his horror. Why does this human woman have an unimaginable supreme totem?Why was the plane shackle suddenly broken free?Why is her strength still increasing?
It's not magic at all! ! !
Khufu is roaring, shouting, envious, and jealous in his heart
But there doesn't seem to be much fear.

"It seems that this is not your real body?" Mo Yinge was thoughtful, in her current state, her eyes were extremely terrifying, and she could see the essence of things at a glance.

Then she shook her head again, "This is your real body, it seems that you still have a backhand for resurrection?"

Seeing that Mo Yingge had solved the mystery, Hu Fu simply stopped pretending.

"Hehe. That's right, you guessed it right, so what if I destroy my body, just wait, this eastern land, I, Khufu, will come back sooner or later!"

Khufu gave up his resistance, he understood that this space had become his grave.

"But I'm curious, where your power comes from. You are obviously not the Archangel of the Holy City. Also, I hope you can withstand the backlash of this power, otherwise I won't have the chance to collect your body."

This space can no longer hold Suzaku's shadow, and its wings have even stretched out of the void.

Before Hufu finished speaking, the entire space was completely annihilated by Suzaku's shadow.

……

At the top of the pyramid, a man wrapped in a white Pharaoh's robe pushed aside the heavy coffin and stood up.

"Has my other body been wiped out?"

"Hehe. Interesting!"

Khufu's eyes swept across the northern border. The memory of this body was still before the battle, and he still needed to slowly sort out the broken memory fragments that came back.

But now, he has to leave here first.

The destruction of another body represented that he had encountered an unimaginable crisis.

It seems that this mysterious eastern land does not yet belong to him, Khufu.

Only a little bit of the underworld army remained next to the pyramid, and they were called back by Khufu to retreat.

"Old Clapper wants to leave now?!"

Suddenly, above the sky, a shadow of a phoenix covering the sky hangs down, and the bright Nine Heavens Holy Flame falls, burning directly to ashes. In the end, they didn't have time to enter the pyramid and were still watching the unlucky ones, including some monarch-level Hades.

Khufu standing on the top of the pyramid suddenly turned pale with shock.

How could he be hunted down so quickly? ?

This time, there is no need for the Pluto to slowly pull the pyramid, and Khufu is going to run away with his lair.

He hasn't figured out what happened, so naturally he should go first.

In the starlight coordinates, the majestic Khufu Pyramid quickly disappeared.

But at the last moment when it was about to disappear, a pair of claws followed the pyramid into the void.
"Tear~~~!!"

The space was easily torn apart like a piece of paper, and the portal of transmission had dissipated, but Moyingge tore open the space abruptly, and a hideous and distorted gap in the deep space hung high above the northern border.

In the end, the shadow of Suzaku covering the sky slowly dissipated, and two items were retrieved and fell to the ground.
One is the golden top of the Pyramid of Khufu, and the other is the dimensional triangle mirror that opens the call.

Both things are rare treasures!
"Go back to your hometown!!"

Khufu is quite reliable, at least he took away the Sphinx and the Horus Condor in the end, and of course he paid a corresponding price for it, and was chased by Moyingge who followed him abruptly in the space trajectory. up.

"What god of the underworld? It's just a dead dog that has lived for thousands of years!!" Mo Fan was exhausted, but he leaned on the Great Wall, still swearing, but his face showed a relieved expression.

After all, they won this war!

The army of the underworld was refined by Khufu into the undead monster that was demolished by Moyingge in a few strokes, so Zhan Kong was free to help Mo Fan, so the poor Sphinx was almost disemboweled. Khufu fished it out, and it is estimated that it will be torn to pieces in a short time.

Above the clouds and sky, a ray of golden fire merged into Moyingge's body, the battle between the two divine birds was over, and the sky was raining blood. It was unknown who would win and who would lose, but Moyingge could feel the power of the Golden Crow. The excitement from the soul, this kind of pure fighting, even after she died, made her feel joy from the bottom of her heart.

Moyingge's long hair fluttered, and she was the only one left on the huge Fangba Plain at this moment.

The dark cracks in the sky have not healed for a long time, which is shocking, and the earth has been ravaged over and over again, scarred.
Moyingge put away the triangular rhomboid vessel. I don't know if it was because she grabbed it forcibly, or because Leng Jue didn't get it completely and forcibly used it at all, causing it to be covered with cracks.

"It can still be used, but it's a pity, it's such a waste of money."

Looking back at the devastated land, Moyingge used the last remaining power of the holy plane on his body to recite the curse of the holy words.

The whispering voice melted into the wind, blowing across the land of northern Xinjiang
Purify the remnants of resentment here, may the dead rest in peace, and bless the future will be better.

The wind blows up the ashes of the undead, and they are completely purified in the holy words. These ashes will eventually fall to the earth and become nourishing seeds. While repairing, this place will become full of vitality. This process will not take too long. With some assistance from plant mages and soil mages, Fangba Plain will soon return to its original appearance, even more vibrant.

The world is such a cycle, destruction and regeneration, death and reproduction, fallen leaves return to their roots, and life is endless. Human beings have already adapted to this environment, otherwise how can it continue to this day?
"Is this not going to work?"

Mo Yinge walked slowly to the edge of the Great Wall, looked at Mo Fan and smiled.

"How can a man say no!" Mo Fan curled his lips. He would definitely have to talk back at another time, but now he is too tired, and the sequelae of demonization have already begun.

The darkness and the power of ice and snow above the ancient Great Wall were dissipating. She lifted Mo Fan who was leaning against the corner below the Great Wall, and threw him onto the cracked Great Wall.

"Hahaha, well said, how can a man say no?!" Zhan Kong caught Mo Fan from above, caught him under his arms, and laughed loudly.

Although he also has a lot of injuries on his body, it is much better than Mo Fan who is completely weak.

"Thank you." Qin Yu'er gently embraced Mo Yinge. She didn't know the battle process between Mo Yinge and Hu Fu, but she could fully imagine the thrill of it.

"Well, let's go, this war is over."

After they left, the majestic wall of the gods collapsed inch by inch, but this time no one was worried, and the rest was only the joy of victory and the aftermath of the catastrophe.

And on the other side.Our great Pharaoh Khufu is throwing a fit.

That damned stupid human being actually told himself that the ancient country in the east is extremely empty, and the army of the underworld can drive straight in without hindrance, and seize this country of ancient magic civilization that dared to yell at Khufu's country, but suddenly appeared Such a woman directly blocked her army with the power of the holy plane!

That oriental woman is even more outrageous than those archangels. The power of the archangels has also been inherited through the continuous improvement of the Holy City from generation to generation. Although Khufu also knows that the source of the archangel's power is also related to the holy plane, but It was the heavenly father who first established the original holy city divided his power into seven parts, and based on the power of the holy plane, he created the existence of the archangel.

But there is no trace of the holy city on Moyingge's body, but he is so powerful that he is like a god descending from the holy plane, and the ripples of holy brilliance on his body make the pure dark brilliance he borrowed weak by three points!

She doesn't talk about the truth of magic too much. Is she the daughter of the holy plane? Otherwise, how can she grasp the origin of the holy power? !

A human being whose cultivation level has not reached the forbidden curse turned him into the dirtiest and smallest undead. Such a person should not appear in this world at all.
"Hehehe, you will pay the price for your actions, little girl, someone will be more willing to deal with you."

But before that, Khufu had to rebuild a golden dome for his pyramid. Without this thing, he couldn't easily borrow the brilliance from the dark plane.

It's just that the material is a big problem. Even if Hu Fu made one before, it is absolutely impossible to make another one that is exactly the same now.

And that dark emissary, why would a fallen angel be against him?And the stupid lion Sphinx, who can't even beat that evil boy, the more Khufu thinks about it, the more angry he gets, maybe he should find some helpers.

Lucheng, a small city on the northern plains, is no bigger than Bocheng.

It is very close to the northern border, and it is one of the few cities farthest from Feihuang City. If Moyingge and the others did not stop Khufu's army from the underworld, disaster would inevitably happen here.

Fortunately, the place is now empty.

But at this moment, the voices of several men and women broke the silence.

It was Mo Yinge and Zhan Kong.

They didn't go to Feihuang City, didn't go to accept the honor that belonged to them, they just dragged their wounded bodies and came to this small city, where they had a small gathering.

The so-called honor is insignificant, what they want is protection, and if they do it, it is enough.

There is no loss of life in Beiyuan, no blood flowing into rivers, no mourning, this is the greatest appreciation and honor for them!

As for the celebration, a few of them are enough.

"Hey monkey, go to the nearby supermarket and get me something to eat, Brother Fan, I'm starving to death."

Mo Fan was held up by Zhang Xiaohou. He was suffering the backlash of demonization, but the situation was good, the injury was not too serious, after all, there were still people fighting side by side with him.

"Isn't that good, no one is going to take it directly?" Zhang Xiaohou hesitated.

"Are you stupid? Without us fighting bloody battles, this city is gone. What if I go get some food?" Mo Fan said confidently.

The whole city is gone, and there are only these things that have no time to take away. Of course, useful things will definitely come later.

"Go, get me some appetizers." Zhan Kong chuckled, and took out a bottle of wine from his bosom, it could be seen that it was his treasure.

Zhang Xiaohou had no choice but to go shopping in the nearby supermarket, but he still left the money in the end, even though there was no one there.

Walking into a small restaurant that didn't even close the door, a group of people occupied a table, adding the last vitality to this deserted city.

Xiao Lingling was taken away by her sister, so here are Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Zhan Kong, Qin Yu'er, and Ding Yumian, a little follower by Mo Yinge's side, a total of six people.

The main thing was that Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and Zhan Kong were bragging about the mountains, but Qin Yu'er and Ding Yumian hit it off and chatted quietly.

Mo Yinge supported his head, quietly watching them chatting with a smile on his face.

It's a great feeling when everyone is together!
Isn't that what she wanted?

"Come, let's have a glass of wine together!" Zhan Kong slapped the table and shouted, regardless of the lesbians present.

Qin Yu'er rolled his eyes at him, making cups with ice and wine with snow.

Mo Yinge's eyes lit up, imitating her, taking the wind as a cup, drinking the flames.

Ding Yumian's hand obediently pouring the juice suddenly froze for a moment, he was still showing his magical control, his cheeks puffed up slightly, this is not bullying.

"Cheers, to life, to live!"

Moyingge raised the "wine glass" and shouted.

"Respect life, wish you live!" ×5
After a small gathering, Zhan Kong brought Qin Yu'er back to Tianshan Mountain. They might have some troubles in the future, so it's better to hide in the depths of Tianshan Mountain.

Qin Yu'er's name is still on the list of the Holy Inquisition Court. If someone finds out that she came out of the northern border, they will definitely come to investigate. As for Zhan Kong himself, he has never thought about how to face the people in the family, um , let’s just limit it to the old man.

Since you don't want to face it, then continue to choose to escape. One day when they are strong enough and no one in this world can easily deal with them, they should not have to hide.
Who wants to live in seclusion if they can?
Mo Fan's physical injuries are okay, mainly because demonization seriously affects the spirit and soul. The most obvious is the regression of cultivation base. Fortunately, he didn't use this power when he was in the Parthenon, otherwise he might It will take three to five months and half a year to cultivate.

But Moyingge still drove him to the Parthenon Temple and asked Xinxia to check him carefully.

Before leaving, Mo Yinge handed over the heart of the Tianguan Zilin demon tree to Mo Fan. When going out, you still need some trump cards. No matter how big the backlash and consequences are, it is better than hanging outside.

Being alive is more precious than anything else!

"Respect life"

Using water as wine, Moyingge finally sprinkled a glass of water on this devastated land, hoping for a revival of life in the coming year.