Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

For a moment, the father and daughter were almost speechless, and no amount of words could outweigh this gentle call.

Mo Fan's soul overlaps with that of the Leng Liewang, and he can also feel the Leng Liewang's emotions.

As the righteous soul of heaven and earth, the burden on the shoulders of the cold hunter king is very heavy!
It is also the most important soul among the eight souls in Mo Fan.

It was like, Mo Fan could shatter Yi Qiu's righteous soul, but he could never shatter the true soul of Leng Liewang.

Because of the fusion, at this moment, Mo Fan can truly feel the cold hunter king's emotions.
Perhaps, King Leng Lie could make another choice, he would never want to be a righteous soul in this world.

He really wanted to be an ordinary father and watch Lingling grow up little by little.

Never miss any of her bedtime stories.

She didn't mind the trouble to take her to school.

Warn her to stay away from those bad habits.

I was secretly happy that she was only seventeen or eighteen years old and was as beautiful as a fairy, but I was also worried that she might be kidnapped by some boy...

But time cannot be reversed.

She has grown up.

I grew up without my company.
Even though the process was lost and there might be no chance for everything in the future, being able to see that she is doing well is the greatest satisfaction for a dead person.

"Thank you." The cold hunter king whispered to Mo Fan.

Before Mo Fan could respond, the red soul of King Leng Lie suddenly stirred up an extremely powerful soul storm, which completely cleared the filthy evil spirit on the entire sacrificial mountain and infused the purest power into Mo Fan's body!
Be kind to the four souls and respect Mo Fan!

The real evil god is both good and evil.

And so is he.

To say he is good is also evil.

But if you say he is evil, he still has a hint of goodness.

That's human nature.

Mo Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and the blood in his body was boiling.

The Red Devil has a red soul, and the real evil god has a blood-ink soul, which is exactly the favorite of the devil living in Mo Fan's body!
The demon system has never appeared in the form of stardust, nebulae, galaxies, or seas of stars in Mo Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, but today, with the eight soul grids gathered together, Mo Fan's demon system expanded instantly, directly turning the universe of the spiritual world into blood-ink color.

After inheriting the third godhood, Mo Fan once again underwent a transformation.

This transformation is not just the transformation of the devil, but also the transformation of oneself.

At this moment, the three inherited powers of Shadow King, Pluto and Evil Saint King began to blend in Mo Fan's body.

The fusion of these forces did not cause any fluctuations in Mo Fan, but instead brought him an unprecedented calmness.

Clearly the powers were blending, and clearly he was transforming, but this transformation did not make Mo Fan feel like he could destroy the world in an instant. Instead, it was a kind of silence.

There was complete silence, as if the world had come to a complete standstill!
In Mo Fan's perception, it seemed like a very long time had passed, but in fact, not even a minute had passed.

When Mo Fan finished his baptism and opened his eyes, almost everyone here had run away.

There was only a girl with shoulder-length black hair beside him, who was hugging him tightly and obviously didn't want to let go.

Mo Fan's heart gradually calmed down, without the previous boiling point affected by his soul. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently pat Lingling's soft and boneless back to comfort her.

"He's gone, right?" Lingling asked quietly, her head buried in Mo Fan's arms. "Yeah." Mo Fan nodded.

"So what is your current strength?" Lingling raised her head and looked at Mo Fan's face.

“I don’t know either.” Mo Fan shook his head slightly.

He himself couldn't tell what his current strength was.

Mo Fan in the original world relied on the Red Devil to enter the forbidden spell, but this was not the case for him.

He had already mastered forbidden spells, and was the best among them. It could be said that even without the inheritance of the Evil Saint King, he had already reached this level.

But now, after obtaining this inheritance, the three inheritances began to blend.

The power in his body has not yet been completely integrated, so he himself cannot really say what level he has reached.

"call out!!"

"call out!!"

Just at this moment, suddenly, bright stars sparkled in the dark night, and a sound like a flute could be heard that pierced the sky!
Mo Fan and Ling Ling looked towards the horizon at the same time, and were shocked to find that wisps of golden light arcs were rising from six different directions on the horizon. They crossed the entire celestial sphere little by little, and finally met above the sacrificial mountain.

Lingling asked in confusion: "What is that?"

This power was extremely unusual. Lingling had never seen such a majestic magic. It was as if there were six divine golden threads that divided the world into several different areas. At the same time, it was like a birdcage that covered the endless cherry blossom fields!
"He is a small fry who doesn't know his own limitations and is looking for death." Mo Fan said with a smile.

At the same time, the six golden arcs in the sky were getting closer and closer, and the entire sacrificial mountain seemed to be held by an invisible giant hand.

The mountain is deforming.

The forests were shattered.

Flocks of birds fled in panic, and their tiny black figures could be seen flying to a certain height and then suddenly falling down!

However, there was no impact on Mo Fan and Lingling.

He didn't let Lingling leave because this was the safest place.

As for how many people will die in Shuangshou Pavilion, what does it have to do with him?
The one you are is an angel, the one you are is Sakura.

He is not Ultraman, so he doesn't care about such disasters.

"Bold demon, you used the Red Devil as your puppet and committed heinous crimes all over the world, just to achieve your evil godhood today. Do you know how many innocent lives your filthy soul has destroyed? Your crime is unforgivable, and the East Guard Pavilion will not tolerate you. You must be escorted to the Holy City and executed by the Holy Judgment of the Holy City's Sun Punishment!" A high-pitched voice sounded in the air.

In the dark night, there was a pair of long wings and a tall figure. He was wearing the boots of the Holy Inquisitor and a golden armor. The originally dark night became as bright as day because of the appearance of this person!

"Monk, who asked you to come here?" Mo Fan asked with a smile, holding Lingling in one hand and stepping across the void.

Monk Shoushan took off his rough monk robe and put on angel armor. The ordinary monk Shoushan's temperament was completely different from before. He exuded a divine aura from his whole body. He no longer looked like a mortal!

"I am the Archangel Sariel, and being a mountain guarding monk is just my ordinary job." Sariel is fair and clean, but his eyes are extremely sharp.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Mo Fan asked again.

Sariel's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Why should I, the Archangel of the Holy City, explain my actions to a heretic like you?"

"Then you can die."

(End of this chapter)