High Magic Earth

That was when the soul went deep into heaven. Yi Chou looked at the light fluttering outward from the black heart. There was a feeling of unclearness in the heart. It was strange, as if still sad. (Starting)

Countless Christians exhausted their lives and tried to ascend to heaven instead of falling to hell.

At first, the speed of these light spots was still very slow, but soon, they fled outward in a blowout state, scrambling.

This scene is very beautiful and very sacred, but in Yi Biao's eyes, it feels weird. Of course, it may be that he does not have any faith.

Constantine, Yi Huo said in silence, he suddenly thought of his companion who has been working hard to ascend to heaven all his life, is a companion, how is he now, is he also in the black heart body?

Strangely, Yi Xiao narrowed his eyes, he was. . Are you sentimental?

There seemed to be a strange calm between heaven and earth. The surroundings were silent, and even the wind stopped shaking. Yi Chou stood here so quietly, looking at the black heart's corpse not far from the corner of the wall.

Michael wasn't a talkative person, so now only the black heart's corpse still had souls escaping outward. The corpse seemed to have endless souls, one after another, which seemed extremely strange.

Yi Chou is not sure if these souls are conscious anymore, because most of them are just escaping their lives. Occasionally, there is a light spot that looks like Yi Chou, but most of them ignore him.

After a long look, Yi Biao found a question, "These are human souls?" He turned his head and asked, "Is there so many places in heaven."

"Yes." Michael nodded. "Fortunately, the range of the black heart is not far away. From him to you to stop him. There are probably only tens of thousands of father's lambs in his hands."

Michael sighed. "These people are innocent, and Heaven will accommodate them, wishing them a happy life."

Yi Chou nodded his head clearly. "Excuse me, what about the demons?" Yi Chou frowned. "Most of the power of the Black Heart is based on the large number of demons at the beginning, but I don't have any at present. See, if they hide. It's not a small trouble."

"And..." Yi Xuan frowned and blinked twice, "Son of Hell... Mamen, he is also here."

Seeing these constantly appearing souls, Yi Biao also remembered Mamen, the biggest enemy before, Black Heart is dead, who knows whether the Mamen of the soul body will be resurrected again, after all, he is the son of hell, and any of the previous encounters A demon is different, and always has to be special.

If Mamen is resurrected. Whether Michael can defeat him is unknown. Yi Chou can't believe Michael's mouth gun. And he is not used to putting his life and death in the hands of others.

As for his breaking out once again and killing Mamen, joking, Yi Biao didn't even understand **** the Blackheart, and if he had this ability, would he still have to entangle with Mamen for so long?

However, Michael Yi didn't worry about Yi Chou. "He returned to where he should go." Michael said lightly.

"It's that simple?" Yi Xuan asked with a frown.

"You don't seem to trust me very much, what's the problem?" Michael keenly heard the mistrust, and he didn't know why he was treated like this.

"No." Yi Xiao shook his head and denied, "Just..." He sucked his lips, "Forget it, when I didn't say."

However, Michael didn't care about these small details of Yihuo, but explained very gently, "As I said, there is no demon that is the opponent of the Angels." He smiled.

A dark red flame flashed through Michael's eyes. "Even Mamen, the son of hell? It's just a joke, I don't even need to do it."

"Cool enough." Yi Xiao raised his eyebrows without entangled the topic too much.

However, when he first came into contact with Michael, Yi's senses were good. In his eyes, this Michael was a very qualified angel, and he was a model of paradise.

Gentle, patient, and sensible, without those favoritisms or arrogance, and extreme stink.

Not all the legends are so credible, Yi Yibuo thoughtlessly thought that the evaluation of angels in the books of the witches is not very good, probably because the demon entered the world at that time, and the angels were indifferent.

But after ending this topic, the two fell into a strange calm again.

Yi Chou is because there is not much talk, and there is not much talk, and Michael may rarely talk to humans, even. . How should angels communicate? Won't it be as troublesome as humans?

So the two looked at Blackheart daze again, and the wound of the soul was still spreading. At this time, the soul was already stagnating in the air, and the influx of a lot of souls made their ascent process slow.

Many souls gradually began to show their appearance before birth because of the long stay, and the mind became clear, there were old and young, men and women, and for a time, the chirping sounded, and the air began to become lively again.

But this lively outsider may seem so terrible.

Because of the ambitions of Blackheart and Mamen, they have become victims, there are successful people who are in their prime, there are young people in suits and leather suits, housewives dressed in grocery shopping, and children who have just started. They are unfortunate because of their The journey of life has come to an end, but they are lucky because what awaits them is the open door to heaven.

Just when Yi Chao was thinking about it, Michael was also thinking about one thing. In fact, Michael's curiosity was no less than that of Yi Chao, for example. .

"I've always wondered about one thing." Michael's voice was not frivolous, but not serious, "A human..."

He pondered the language, "Not only human beings, but any creature ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ without soul, it is basically impossible to survive."

"You know what I want to say." Michael spread his hand. "It's about you, why are you still alive." He may feel a little different, and he said, "I mean... you have no soul."

"Is it important?" Yi Biao glanced at him and asked, "Living is living, even if there is no soul, I still live well."

"I don't need your concern." Yi Xiao's frowned still didn't stretch out. "Or are angels as **** as you."

"This is not nonsense." Michael still smiled. "Maybe you need help, my help."

"Even if you are not a believer in the Lord." He added with a smile.

"Me." Yi Xiao took a deep breath and shook his finger. "No one is needed..."

"Shaun, this is not a joke!!!" (To be continued...)