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

Li Muchen looked at the Sigen feather in his hand.

Three of them are crystal clear, like snowflakes. Although the remaining one is also glowing, it is obviously darker. Through the halo on the surface, you can even see that its inner substance is gray-black.

This root belongs to the Holy Angel Azazel.

Joyce said that the Holy Angels originally had only six people, who were transformed by the six wings of God. Later, they joined Azazel and became seven people.

It is said that Azazel is the hidden wing of God, with a higher status and stronger strength than the other six wings, so he became the actual leader of the angel group.

During the battle just now, Azazel's strength was indeed stronger than the other three, and the Holy Light Technique he used was very strange. It clearly contained very powerful energy, but its luster was dimmed. Just like this one now. Like feathers, the light on the surface is the brightest but the color is the darkest.

To say that this is a characteristic of Hidden Wing would be a bit far-fetched.

Li Muchen looked up at the sky. At this time, the setting sun had already set and it was getting dark. The lights of the city were lighting up in patches. People began to enjoy the feasting nightlife. Little did they know that on the high ground of the Acropolis, a strange event had just happened. A divine battle that can turn the entire Jasmine City into ruins if you're careful.

The night is beautiful, but if there are no lights at night, will the night still be beautiful?

Human beings need light. The light during the day is given by God, while the light at night is artificial. No matter how bright and moving it is, it is difficult to cover up the dark nature of night.

Like Azazel's feathers.

Li Muchen looked down at the feathers in his palm again and said, "So you are from Shen Guanghai!"

The feather seemed to be alive and heard his words. After struggling a few times, it flew up from the palm and disappeared into the dark night.

Li Muchen smiled slightly, took out a simple lamp, lit a little black fire with his finger, and used the black fire to light the wick.

The underworld lamp was lit, and black light instantly filled the air, covering up the night.

A bright feather appeared in the light of the underworld lamp, like a loach struggling in the mud, sliding towards the edge of the night.

Li Muchen stretched out his hand, pulled the feather back, and placed it next to the wick of the Minghai lamp.

The feathers seemed to be tortured by fire, twisting and struggling violently.

It seemed to be bound, unable to break free at all. The black light began to corrode the light on the feather, making it dimmer and dimmer.

At the last moment when it completely melted into the black light, it exploded, creating a halo of light around the Dark Sea lamp, like stars falling from the sky, lighting up a short-lived Milky Way around the Dark Sea lamp wick.

A voice like that of a dying old man sounded in Li Muchen's sea of ​​consciousness: "Li... Muchen... has the guts to come to the underworld... to find... me..."

The Milky Way dissipates and the silver light falls.

"I will." Li Muchen said as he put out the Minghai lantern.

Everything is back to normal again.

In the distance are the lights of the city that cover the ground, and at the feet is the leveled Acropolis high ground.

The ruins of the Parthenon that have stood for thousands of years have collapsed and disappeared due to the opening of the secret realm.

It's like a mirror turned around.

Li Muchen's eyes were like lightning, staring at the original location of the temple on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and used the Six Void Rotation method to change the void, looking for the entrance to the secret realm of the Parthenon.

It's a pity that the Six Void Wheel Dial is not around. Although I know that the secret realm is down there, I can't move the space. If you enter by force, it is likely to cause the space to collapse and flip again. The people inside, except Hawkwood, will not be able to withstand such space power.

But if you don't go in, they are also dangerous.

Li Muchen sensed the energy fluctuations inside, extremely powerful energy fluctuations.

This is their fate.

Everyone has their fate, and it's different.

The way of heaven uses this to control the common people and turn the practitioners' calamities into a unified thunder calamity. However, no matter whether the way you practice is suitable for the thunder calamity, some ways and some geniuses will be buried in the thunder calamity.

For mortals, the way of heaven regards fate as destiny. From now on, everyone obeys fate. I am not living well, but my life is not good.

And why is life bad? But no one asked, and if asked, there was no answer.

Li Muchen's way is to get rid of the way of heaven, to let people get rid of their fate, so that everyone can practice and everyone can achieve enlightenment.

Tao is everywhere, belongs to all living beings, and is not unique to anyone.

Replacing the Tao with heaven seems to be fair, but in fact it takes away the creation of all things and eliminates the freedom of all living beings.

This is what Li Muchen wants to change.

Li Muchen opened his palms, and three feathers flickered in his palms.

He turned his hand over, palm down.

Three feathers fell down, fluttering and falling to the ground.

When he was about to approach the ground, Li Muchen pointed his hand, and the three feathers suddenly turned into three rays of light, which shot into the void and disappeared in a flash.

……

Chen Wenxue saw Hawkwood leaping high in the air, like a god of war, with a spear carrying the power of thunder, and lightning lingering on the tip of the spear.

The space was torn apart, and the surrounding sea monsters and all matter were annihilated.

Poseidon, the King of the Sea, seemed to feel the threat of this powerful force. His huge body turned slightly sideways and his arms were placed across his chest to block the vital parts of his chest.

The tip of the spear pierced Poseidon's arm, which was thicker than a mortal body. The annihilated space dissolved muscles and bones, forming a black cave.

The spear completely penetrated the arm and stabbed into Poseidon's heart.

But at this time, Hawkwood was exhausted and the speed of the spear slowed down.

Poseidon swept his arm outward.

The spear broke, and Hawkwood's body was knocked out, hitting the statue of Athena with a bang.

At the collision point, a trembling golden halo was emitted.

Hawkwood slowly slipped off the statue and fell to the ground.

Dominic and Lilith were behind the statue and quickly stepped forward to check.

I saw that Hawkwood's luminous armor became much dimmer, the armor on his arms had completely fallen off, and there were cracks in the breastplate. The helmet was tilted to one side, as if his head was about to fall off.

"Hey, how are you?" Dominic shook Hawkwood's body.

The helmet clattered to the ground beside him, revealing Hawkwood's face.

Dominic was slightly shocked. He had a young and classic face, like a medieval gentleman, with a stubborn and unyielding look on his handsome face.

Lilith stared blankly at Hawkwood's face.

This face once appeared in her dream. She dreamed of this man holding her mother's hand, riding a tall white horse together, and running wildly in the wilderness.

That was the father she had dreamed of, loved, and hated.

But now, she knew that she was just an experiment cultivated in the laboratory, and she was not qualified to call him father.

And he was so young, so handsome, and yet he was an old woman.

"Lilith!" Hawkwood opened his eyes and looked at her.

Lilith's body trembled, and she didn't know whether she should agree or not, because she was not sure whether Hawkwood was calling her or the other Lilith.

"Lilith, I'm sorry!" Hawkwood said, "I shouldn't have created you and made you suffer."

Lilith was finally sure that Hawkwood was calling her.

She smiled bitterly: "No, you don't have to blame yourself. All people are the same, we are all creatures of fate."

Hawkwood wanted to shake his head, but he was unable to move probably because his spine was seriously injured. The muscles on his face twitched a few times and said: "No, Lilith, there is still hope. If you can go out, go find Li Muchen. If you can He is the only hope to escape fate.”

"Hope..." Lilith muttered silently, raised her head and looked at the situation in front of her, "But can we still go out?"