The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"Oh my God, it's Angel Sariel!"

Agatha was shocked and excited.

In the Church of the Moon, the angel Sariel is the second god after the King of Light.

She is one of the seven gods of the Order of Holy Angels and represents the moon.

I heard that if you pray under the moonlight, your heart will be heard.

So Agatha would go to the courtyard to pray almost every moonlit night.

But she didn't expect Sariel to actually show up.

"Agatha!"

The voice of the angel rang in her ears like a dream.

"I hear your heart, and I see your piety. Agatha, you have been chosen by God, and the great King of Light will give you the feathers to fly. You will become a member of the angels like me."

"Ah! Is it true?" Agatha simply couldn't believe her eyes and ears, "I...I can also become an angel?"

"Yes, someone will come to pick you up, go to the temple of the gods, and receive the divine blessing on the top of the unsullied light. When you have wings, you can fly in the sky and spread the seeds of light to world."

"But before that, there must be demons to stop you. They will give various reasons, or they will turn into your relatives, use false feelings to pollute your soul, and seduce you to fall into hell. This is the ordeal that you must go through, It’s also a test for you.”

Agatha crossed herself devoutly on her chest and said firmly: "My soul has been dedicated to the gods, and I will never give in to the devil. If they take the form of my relatives to lead me to corruption, whether they are my parents , or your husband, I will kill him with my own hands!"

"very good!"

Angel Sariel nodded, flapped his wings gently, and disappeared into the flowing moonlight.

……

In the Secret Realm of Holy Light on Tiluo Island, Holy Hierarch Pierre is sitting on his high and spacious throne.

There was a tall knight standing on each side of the steps.

The knight wore glowing armor.

Below them are two rows of golden knights. The golden armor and cross sword were very powerful, but compared with the two bright knights, they seemed slightly inferior.

A man who looked like a bishop was making a report respectfully at the foot of the stairs.

St. Pierre was a little absent-minded, listened carelessly, waved his hand, and asked eagerly:

"Is there any progress in Los Angeles?"

"Yes." The man replied, "Angel Victor has arrived in Los Angeles. After passing his inspection, the new Bishop of Los Angeles can officially take office."

"That's not what I'm talking about." St. Pierre interrupted impatiently, "I mean, has Black Fire been found?"

"Yes, the traitor Joyce has been captured. Victor Angel was originally going to San Francisco first, but it was for this reason that he was taken to Los Angeles first."

"Oh, so Black Fire has been found?" St. Pierre raised his head and listened.

"Not yet, the interrogation is still ongoing. But now that the person has been caught, it will be a matter of time before Black Fire is found."

"Um……"

Holy Hierarch Pierre waved his hand from the throne.

The reporter walked up the steps and came to the high throne.

St. Pierre whispered in his ear: "Let Philus go and take a look. Angels have worked very hard. Let the people from the Holy See do things like looking for Black Fire."

The reporter understood what the leader meant, and he looked back warily at the two knights of light at the foot of the stairs.

The knight stood there motionless, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but his body was already soaked with sweat.

At this moment, the bell of the Holy See suddenly rang.

Saint-Pierre frowned and was about to ask a question when he suddenly saw a pair of eyes lighting up in the void.

Those eyes radiate light, like the sun shining on everything, with nowhere to escape.

Saint-Pierre almost jumped from his throne, fell to the foot of the steps, and prostrated himself on the ground.

"Your agent on earth, your devout disciple and son, Pierre, meet the great Lucifer! May light shine on the world!"

"I saw the black sun rising from the far east..."

A voice sounded in the void, like the murmur of a god in heaven:

"The devil has been reborn, and darkness will cover the earth. The abyss is boiling, and hell is burning. You must stick to your heart of light and defend your holy soul. From now on, you must be more cautious in all your actions, and be careful of the abyss under your feet. , that is the evil of soul corruption. I will give you more power, the wings of the angels have been spread, and the gods will descend..."

……

Li Muchen was carried back by Mrs. Yin.

At that time, he was standing on the ruins, and after looking into the eyes of the God in the distant void, the black fire that had just melted into his body suddenly burst out.

He felt like his entire body was on fire, surrounded by black flames.

The world has fallen into darkness, and only the soul is floating.

He searched for direction in the darkness and fought against the elves flickering in the darkness around him.

But Mrs. Yin didn't know what happened to him. She only saw him staring blankly at the sky after confronting the seraphs, and then fainted after a while.

Mrs. Yin carried him back to Hongmen.

Li Muchen was in a coma for three days and three nights before waking up.

When Mrs. Yin saw him, she said, "Hey, kid, you've been in a coma for a few days without eating or drinking. How come your complexion has improved?"

Li Muchen smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, please stop making fun of me."

Only he himself knows how he survived these three days and nights.

Since he came to Tiandu at the age of seven, he has experienced the transformation of his muscles, the rebirth of his body, all kinds of pains on the path of cultivation, and the subsequent thunder disasters, but none of them were as painful as this time.

These three days, he seemed to be suffering in hell.

The energy of the black fire surged through his body like a ferocious beast.

Li Muchen almost thought he was dead.

Fortunately, I finally got over it.

Moreover, this catastrophe made up for the shortcomings of his third thunder catastrophe.

Originally, he was able to survive the triple thunder tribulation with the help of his ebony concubine, and his physical strength did not catch up with his realm. Therefore, the actual combat effectiveness is much worse than the real Three Tribulations Immortal.

But now, his body has been reshaped by the burning of black fire, and the effect may be even better than Thunder Tribulation. Because the Thunder Tribulation is the power of the thunder from the outside to the inside, and the black fire is integrated into the blood, the energy explodes from the inside to the outside, and is refined more thoroughly.

But trouble remains.

Li Muchen sat quietly in the secret room, stretched out his palm, and when he moved his mind, a cluster of black flames appeared in his palm, resembling a black lotus.

He gently touched the table in front of him with the black lotus fire, and the table disappeared instantly, without even a trace of ashes.

This energy is very terrifying.

The key is, why didn't it annihilate my body?

Li Muchen knew very well that his cultivation level was not yet able to control this thing, or even understand it.

For practitioners, incomprehensible techniques and energies are very dangerous. The mismatch between strength and realm is a taboo in practice.

This thing is just coexisting peacefully with him in the body now, and there is no guarantee that it will not cause trouble again in the future.

Moreover, with this thing, what will happen in the future thunder disasters?

Thunder Tribulation is the righteousness of the universe, and it will inevitably conflict with the mysterious dark energy of this other world.

This is a big hassle.