"I represent the King of Darkness, the messenger of the gods who symbolizes the dark magic of the world."

"I, refuse Mo Fan to enter the dark hell."

"Michael, who is your rule of despising me?"

Whoever goes to the dark hell should be decided by him, the fallen angel, rather than this group of sacred angels symbolizing light!

When is the order determined by one person?

While enjoying the power and pride brought to people by the black magic, the Dark Messenger has the right to speak in the world. The Holy City does this to anger the rulers of the dark plane. They hate the groups that despise the dark masters the most!

"That's all the best. Someone has to make the rules. I've already had the concept of new rules. I originally just wanted to discuss with the top ten magic organizations. Since as the messenger of the Dark King on earth, we happened to gather together to set the rules again." Michael said to Mubai.

However, while saying these words, Michael gradually smiled.

"The new rule is that everything in the world is up to me, Michael, and the sixteen-winged seraphim, the Holy City."

"I have the final say for whom I enter the temple."

"Who goes to hell, I have the final say."

"Whoever dares to have any contempt or provocation to the Holy City, I will destroy his body and body!"

Michael exhaled these extremely arrogant words.

His smile went from gentle to crazy, and then the arrogant and crazy laughter.

The city where Mubai is located is gradually being enveloped by the ever-expanding Fankui. Soon Fankui grew into a huge flower forest. The maze of Fankui Garden is full of Saints and Divine Sects. Unless Mubai can kill all this powerful Holy City Legion, it will be difficult for him to escape the trap Michael set up.

Fan Kui is dense, and she can't see what's happening inside from Mo Fan, which makes Mo Fan even more worried about Mu Bai. Even though he is a fallen angel, Michael's cultivation is much higher than other angels. In addition to the powerful Holy Discreditation Army, it is difficult for Mu Bai to fight alone!

Michael's laughter was particularly unpleasant. Mo Fan now wanted to tear the black star-bricking array to tear Michael apart, and punch Michael in the face, breaking the bridge of his nose!!

Michael seemed to see Mo Fan's anxiety, and stopped his smile but did not put away the joke, saying, "No one wants to play this world game with me, but the people around you jumped in one after another, and the chips were getting bigger and bigger."

Mo Fan did not answer.

Michael continued to mock Mo Fan, and was about to speak, a dazzling light appeared in the air, causing Michael to briefly blindness. Then a fiery breath came to his face. When Michael's vision recovered, he suddenly discovered that a round of lightning in the sky, the red fire was hanging so low!

It's the sun!

But how could the sun be at this height???

It feels like this sun is about to be in the same position as the Holy City in the Sky, as close as if it is to completely burn the Holy City to ashes!

Michael used his hands to block the extremely strong sunshine, and the people of the Holy City of Sky also felt this close-range heat and looked for a shade to hide.

The light was so strong that my eyes were almost unable to open. Under the light, my body seemed to be in a stove that was constantly heating up.

Suddenly, the hanging sun moved terriblely, and I saw the scorching sun rushing into the Temple of the Holy City of the Sky, and hitting the Archangel Michael!!

Michael opened his eyes and stared at the rolling sun in the burning pain. When he saw a giant god emerging from the hot fire ball, he realized that it was not the real sun!!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The flame waves storm caused a doomsday fire, and the temple in the holy city of the sky seemed to turn into ashes in an instant.

Amid the flying fire, an ancient creature slowly stood up. Its whole body was made of obsidian flames. The magnificent mountain body stood between the crisscrossing holy city avenues, and the sun shone around it, completely a god descending to the earth!!

"Sun God!!"

Michael recognized the ancient Greek god. He stood in the ruins of the flames of the temple. His armor and exposed skin were clearly burned. Although he resisted the impact of a large number of sun flames with his powerful sixteen-winged protection, Michael was still injured.

"Swish!!!"

A dark light curled up with a strong breath of death.

A black Nether Horse, a mighty knight wearing pitch-black armor and holding a Nether Sword, attacked at a rapid speed. The black Nether Sword had soaked in the blood of many wars. When the sword-holder slashed towards the sixteen-winged seraphimony, you could see an ancient battlefield emerging in the breath of death, and then the extremely real ancient gods and demons rushed to the epic scene, which spanned thousands of years and returned to the present!!

Michael's eyes were sharp, and there was light on his body, but it did not dissipate. The blue light melted in various parts of his body, gradually forming a blue battle robe!

The wings are relaxed one by one. Unlike Remire's wings, each of Michael's wings has a stronger holy velvet. These holy velvets will float into the air and slowly dissolve during the floating process. Soon, more holy velvets will regenerate, making every angel wing of Michael's angel seems to never disappear, and will always be so brilliant!!

The epic battlefield swings out from the Nether Sword are all the heroes of the demon gods. These heroes are even the most powerful creatures in ancient times. They pounce on Michael with their teeth and claws.

Michael's green-clothed holy feather stretched out his hand and pointed at the magnificent and terrifying battlefield of gods, demons and heroes. In an instant, the scene of revived purgatory dissipated quickly like clouds and mist. Occasionally, a few monsters, the demon lord's dead soul crashed into Michael, but it also turned into wisps of black smoke in Michael's holy brilliance!

"Bang!!!!!!!!!"

The giant sun god raised his foot and stepped hard at Michael. The air was compressed and the space was shattered. The force of trampling almost caused a hole in the holy city of Sky.

Michael did not dodge. He stretched out his other hand and actually held the foot of the mountain with his tiny palm!
Chapter completed!