"Mo Fan brought Wei Guang, Jiang Shaoli and several surviving magicians of the Forbidden Spell Society of the Demon City have already gone to the Pyramid of Khufu." Xiao Ji said seriously with a pair of gold-framed glasses without lenses.

Zhaohua couldn't help but smile and said, "What's your look?"

“Change a look.”

Zhaohua looked at Ji Shao and asked, "What's the reaction in the Holy City?"

[No, since Michael and Mofan fought, the Holy City was shot down by the Holy City Archangel, who announced the city's closure, the Holy Court and the Magic Association were merged into the Magic United Nations, and have not taken any action until now.] Ji Shaoyu wrote.

Zhaohua looked at the location of the Holy City at this time, his eyes slightly a little. Last year, the devil broke into the Holy City, and today the angels fell into the mortal world.

[However, the Parthenon is very active. In the past six months, because the Holy City has been gone, the Parthenon has become the largest faith organization in Europe, even in the Americas and Africa. Believers are almost all over the world and have absorbed the faith power of the Holy City.]

[In addition, a few months ago, another black soul in red in the Black Holy See, intending to create a disaster in India was stopped in time by the Parthenon. Now even Asia has many believers.]

Zhaohua nodded and said, "You go to Italy first, I will deal with something."

"Well, then we'll leave first."

【Be careful.】

The two of them stood on tiptoe, kissed Zhaohua's face and then turned into shadows and disappeared.

Zhaohua looked at a remote place in Congcheng at this time: "The more dangerous the place, the safer it is, but unfortunately you used the wrong place."

Swishy, ​​Zhaohua's shadow suddenly stood up, and the insect turned into a black piece of hiding in the shadow.

The insect man turned into Zhaohua and said, "He seemed to feel something was wrong."

"It doesn't matter, do you think he can escape?"

The insect man grinned, it was obvious that the insect man felt that the man could not escape.

From a remote village outside the city, it is a small village with only dozens of households, just like Zhaojia Village, the hometown of Zhaohua.

Because this kind of small village is very remote and small, it is sometimes safe. It may not be found if a large-scale attack was launched by demons.

"Hey Old Man Jian, where are you going in such a hurry? I'm going to harvest rice today. It's not good if I wait."

An old man wearing a straw hat and holding a sickle in his hand shouted at the hurried old man Jian walking on the field path.

The old man Jian, who had white hair and small braids, waved and said, "My sickle is broken, I want to buy one in the city."

Old Man Jian lowered his straw hat and walked quickly outside the village without saying much.

When Old Man Jian walked out of the village, he looked around and confirmed that there was no one around him, a faint white light suddenly appeared in his body. Old Man Jian's eyes immediately became sharp, and after careful direction, he turned into white shadows, moving quickly invisibly under the sun.

Old Man Jian was sweating on his forehead. Although he didn't know why, his sixth sense told him that he was very dangerous now and he must leave quickly.

"Who can compare to that? An old man dressed in a simple manner and covered in mud would be the sixteen-winged seraphic angel of the Holy City."

"Yes, Michael."

!!!

Old Man Jian stopped suddenly and looked at the young man standing in front of him. Although it was the first time he had seen Zhao Hua face to face, Michael could not forget his figure standing on the Antarctic continent when he was in the Antarctic continent.

Michael looked solemn. He had been in the city for half a year. He was randomly exiled by Uli. He was not in Asia but in Europe. Michael was afraid that Mo Fan would never let him go, so he planned to come to Asia on purpose after a dark day under the light.

But he didn't dare to get too close to Mo Fan, for fear of being perceived by Mo Fan, so he did not choose to get close to the imperial capital and Asuka City of Fanxue Mountain, but came to the remote mountain village of the Yaodu.

His magic system was just destroyed by Uri, but the angel holy soul is still there. As long as there is an angel holy soul, he can recover.

In the past six months, Michael also knew that Zhaohua was the one who could not help. Zhaohua was so famous.

Michael asked in a deep voice: "Can you find me?"

Michael used the angel soul to hide himself, and even his appearance changed, and he had to hide in the fields to do dirty work that he once could not imagine.

In this world, someone can discover himself except that demon!

Ao!! The Holy Silver was not polite anymore and appeared directly from the dimensional crack. When the Holy Silver, which had ten white wings and exuded unparalleled holy energy, appeared, Michael's eyes widened and incredible.

"How is that possible! You... you actually contracted a creature in the holy plane! You also cultivated it to the emperor!!"

The angel holy soul is also the power of the holy plane. Even the original light golden dragon came from the holy plane. Of course, Michael realized that the holy silver also came from the holy plane.

The mage could not detect the angel soul, but in front of the Holy Silver, the fellow villagers were particularly friendly. Michael's angel breath was too strong for the Holy Silver, and it couldn't do it without thinking.

"Heaven!! You heretic! The creatures on the holy plane must not be contracted!!" Michael said in shock.

Sheng Yin stood on Zhaohua's shoulder and spread his claws. Zhaohua smiled helplessly, "Are you not shy when you say this? Angel Michael."

"We are angels who protect the world. Our powers are used to eliminate heresy and evil, and you break the rules and bring destruction to the world!"

"It seems that the Angel Holy Soul has not passed on to you the memory of how your previous throne died."

Each generation of angels is different. Ordinary angels are the hosts who reach a certain age and will start to choose the next angel to train them. After returning to their old age for a hundred years, they will automatically inherit the angel soul.

However, the previous generation of the seven angels in the Holy City wanted to open the Holy Plane Channel and fight with Zhao Hao, but the angels' hosts were all dead, so the strength of this generation of angels was so uneven. When Zhan Kong went to the Holy City, only one angel returned.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk to you too much." A transparent moon-shaped starry sky appeared behind Zhaohua. Zhaohua was not here to reason with Michael Fei.

"I am Michael. You guys have agreed not to pursue the matter!"

Huh, Sheng Yin incited the ten wings behind him, standing in the center of the starry sky behind Zhao Hua, the ten wings emitted silver-white light, which dyed Zhao Hua's summoning starry sky into silver-white.

Krakka, a silver-white willow tree was summoned from the starry sky.

But when Michael saw the White Feather Holy Willow, his face turned pale instantly. Michael did not recognize the White Feather Holy Willow, but he saw a terrifying scene.

There are two angel holy souls, as if they were imprisoned, and were stabbed into the holy soul by willow branches and absorbing the power of the holy soul.

"The Angel Soul of Laguil and Shalier!!"
Chapter completed!