MTL - Versatile Mage-Chapter 3134 God girl birth

Is it really?

In the area where you remember the blank, there is another ambitious self? ?

Those memories about the Black Holy See did indeed rush in her mind, she remembered part, but...

pope!

Pope coat of arms.

Pope ring...

These did appear in Ye Xinxia’s memory, but is that person really being himself? ?

"This is Wentai's most worried. He fears that once you have the spirit of the Black Holy See, you will let the world that he has been guarding into the abyss of the eternal abyss," said Yoshizawa.

"Why are you telling me now, you can say it at the beginning." Ye Xinxia asked.

"Do you think your father didn't expect you?" said Yoshi's Yarn.

"Expect?"

"For thousands of years, only the talents who have become gods and daughters have the soul of Parthenon, and from the very beginning of your birth, the soul is like a loyal slave to live in your soul. God, it is the soul of the Parthenon, All the goddess, the saints, and the great sages, including me, have been favored by the gods at all costs, even if they become slaves of the soul." Yi Zhiyao watched Ye Xinxia.

Yi Zhi yarn never concealed the heart of the heart of the heart of the heart, she continued, "Wentai has unlimited reputation, the whole Greek has recommended him as the Son of the Parthenon, the god, even he can not To the recognition of the soul, he is the Son who should have no soul."

"And you are his daughter."

"From the beginning of the birth, I have the soul."

"The more you look forward to the light, the more rooted the darkness. This is the last sentence he said to me in the world."

"He chose darkness and became the root of the rotten, dirty, stinky soil."

"And you are the only expectation that he is buried in the darkness. He hopes that one day you will be able to bloom in the light. It is a pure flower, free from mud, free from dirty water, and not subject to a bit of suffocation! ”

Ye Xinxia looked at the yarn of Yi, perhaps other words, Ye Xinxia could not fully believe in the Yishi, but these few words made Ye Xinxia unable to question.

She can remember those years, no matter where she is, she huddles in a person's arms. He talks with others about things he can't understand in a gentle tone, but his hands never forget to rub his head.

The load brought by the soul makes the heart always tired when I was a child. It is always easy to fall asleep, and half of the childhood memories that flow into Ye Xin’s mind are sleeping in this man’s arms and waking up...

That memory is so rich, Ye Xinxia does not know why he forgot.

It seems that I was really squandered by people, and I forcibly erased everything about my father from memory, and I knew that I had already started to remember.

The more you look forward to the light, the more rooted the darkness.

He chose the darkness and gave the light to his own sprout.

This is his expectation.

"The wise man must have a loss, and Wentai can foresee the catastrophe of the future. He can handle the current crisis and be able to lay the bridge of light in front of him. He can't help alone." Yizhe's eyes slowly turned to the sky. The woman who turned into a fire soul on the shoulders of Jin Yao Titan.

Wentai chose Dark Hell himself.

He foresaw the turmoil of the dark plane. No matter how carefully he maintained this bright world, he could not change the fact that once the dark plane was torn, this fragile human world would be easily trampled by the dark devils. ! !

The only way is to fall into the darkness himself, he becomes the king of darkness.

He sacrificed himself, in exchange for the world's millennium without darkness, but a woman did not want to let the world continue to exist, she was bent on destroying the world where Wentai tried everything to protect.

This person is the slang.

"Maybe you think that Sarah is taking revenge on me??"

"She is revengeing to Wentai!"

"When Wentai wants to guard, she is going to destroy it."

"What Wentai expects is that she wants to trample on it!"

"Wentai guards the world, she will destroy this world."

"Wentai expects you to be the purest goddess of choice, and Sarang will turn you into the most depraved pope in the world!"

A generation of Black Pope Pope, became the goddess of the Parthenon.

How crazy it is!

And this is also in line with the madness of Sarah! !

......

"His Highness, the enchantment is going to be broken." The Lord of the Knights Temple, Hailong, was in a hurry.

"Heilon, what did my father say to you?" Ye Xinxia asked.

Hilong was one of the first leaders of the Parthenon who loyal to himself. Ye Xinxia knew that he would choose himself and had a great relationship with Wentai.

"This..." Hailong, the temple owner, glanced at the yarn of Yi.

Yi Zhi's yarn calmly said: "I have told her."

Hailong, the main lord, took a deep breath and sighed: "No matter who you are, I will swear to follow."

"Heilon, have you forgotten the martyrdom of Wentai? This is not the person you should help, her soul is no longer pure, she is the pope, she has been infected by the slang, she is not worthy of being a goddess!" Excited.

silly! !

Ye Xinxia resurrected the Jin Yao Titan giant, which is enough to prove that Ye Xinxia has completely fallen.

This struggle is not the hatred of Iraqi Say and Sarang, nor the war between the Black Holy See and the Parthenon. It is the confrontation between Wentai and Sarang.

Wentai lost.

Because his daughter eventually became the pope!

Ye Xinxia is the pope, and all the old parts of Wentai in the Parthenon must do everything in their power to stop her from becoming a goddess! !

"You are resurrected by the power of darkness, and the tribute of the goddess will turn you into a pool of black water. In this case, you have to struggle with me because you are afraid that I am the pope?" Ye Xinxia asked the yarn of Yi.

The healing technique made the wound of the Yoshi's yarn worse.

The Yoshi's Yarn was resurrected by the Dark King, and she belonged to the darkness.

Once the goddess' tribute falls on her, it is a punishment for her!

Yes, it is impossible to become a goddess.

The sole purpose of her campaign is to prevent the Pope from being the seat of the Parthenon goddess! !

"This is the meaning of my resurrection. I can't hand over the world to the Black Holy See. This is also the intention of Wentai!" Yi Zhizhi said heavily.

At the moment of the resurrection of the Jin Yao Titan giant, Yi Zhi yarn knew the facts.

Ye Xinxia can't be a goddess.

She is the pope!

Therefore, everything that Ye Xinxia has done is a false sham in Iraqi Yarn.

It’s just that Yoshi’s yarn did not realize that Ye Xin Xia did not know that he was the pope.

If she still has a true conscience in her heart, then her most correct choice is to withdraw from the goddess before the Pope's soul wakes up.

"Yu Zhi, you said, you believe me now." Ye Xinxia said.

"I won't be the goddess..."

"I have no choice." Xin Xia said this time, her body gradually emerged a powerful gas soul! !

This spirit is full of extraordinary light, tall as a statue standing in the sky, the statue is graceful, can faintly see her holy pure beauty, but her look is majestic, her eyes can be seen through The essence of each person's soul.

"God...the soul!!"

The flustered crowd in the city of Athens, the Parthenon mage who is killing the battle, and the Yoshizawa and Hilong who are standing next to the soul, they are all looking at the world!

"No, no, you can't do this!!" Yoshi's yarn suddenly shouted.

The glory shrouded, it was from the healing of the gods, this can cure the glory of an entire army, at this moment all of them actually fell on the body of Iraqi yarn...

Yizhe is a resurrection of the dark, she can not accept the cure, the cure for her is to melt her life...

There is a lot of guards around Yi's yarn. They can stop Ye Xinxia, ​​but why should they stop a magic that cures the yarn of Iraq?

In their view, the two saints have joined forces, and Ye Xinxia has been healing the wounds that I have been fighting in the battle.

Only Yoshi's own yarn is clear, Ye Xinxia is evaporating her from the world!

The spirit is too strong.

This makes the healing light that can be resisted into a desperate light beam that annihilates the body of Yizhi. You can see that the body of Yizhai is lightly penetrated by the light, and you can see her painful face. To her eyes revealed a resentment!

And people can't believe this fact.

Yoshi's yarn...

Can't accept the cure of God?

She is dark.

She is a decaying resurrection!

Sure enough, the rumor is true.

Yizhe is not a real resurrection, she is like those dirty and humble souls!

How can such a person become a goddess!

Healing the gods is extremely powerful, but it is used as a weapon to destroy the life of Iraqi Yarn. The process of the body of Iraqi Yarn is turned into ashes. The face is still unwilling and remorseful, and even finally can hear her some crazy laughter. Her voice was screamed through the throat.

She laughs at herself.

She laughed at herself so stupid, and like everyone else, she believed in the appearance of Ye Xinxia, ​​believed in Ye Xinxia’s seemingly pure heart, and believed in the saying of “forgetting”...

Ye Xinxia remembers everything.

Ye Xinxia knows his identity.

So far, what can she do with Yoshizawa? ?

Yi Zhi's yarn can't be dealt with in the heart of the heart, not to mention a more terrible Sarang.

I lost myself.

At the moment when Jin Yao Titan’s giant was resurrected, the moment when Salang surrounded the entire city of Athens, he had lost his body. The temple mother expected the people of Athens to make the final choice, and they did not want to have a little bit. Adventure, they must win 100%!

So the result of the election is not important at all.

What is important is that the Parthenon, Greece, and Athens are all in the hands of Sarang. They are born and die, and they are determined by them.

Wentai also lost.

The world he has painstakingly guarded, his daughter who is indefinitely...

Both will withdraw from his trajectory.

In the eyes of the public, Yoshi's yarn was melted by Ye Xinxia's healing god, and people saw her clothes and saw a pool of black water.

For a long time, the ruling mage of the Parthenon could hardly believe this fact.

"Heilon, you take over the ruling hall, let the ruling mage form a gable, you can't let the two giant Titans step forward in half step." Ye Xinxia said to Hailong.

"Yes, Your Highness." Hilong put his fist on his chest and did not question any of the decisions made by Ye Xinxia.

He should not question, no matter what Ye Xinxia represents, he has already sworn allegiance, and too much questioning will only disturb the final order of the Parthenon.

What's more, is the purpose of Yoshi's Yarn really pure?

As she said, she was influenced by Wentai?

All in all, Hilong has only one choice in his eyes, following the pace of Ye Xinxia.

......

The fragrant flowers are like fire, and the city is flying.

The black crowd is looking for a safe haven, but the terrible heat waves are rushing to them, and some people are fainting on the streets, their lips are cracked, and their eyes are helpless!

In the sky, the shoulders of the giants of Jin Yao Titan are a ruthless death. She is looking down on the city and is teaching the old gods of Apollo to step on the most crowded places.

The old **** of Apollo has the Golden Sun ring, which makes its body almost indestructible. You can see that the magical square formed by the Knights of the Parthenon is like a **** spear, and the thorns of the old **** Apollo. .

Apollo was not moving, he was mad at the harassment of these knights, and he saw a Jin Yao Knight and his dragon accidentally caught in the palm of his hand.

The tail of the dragon and one foot of the knight of the Jin Yao are exposed, but the old **** of Apollo has a heavy grip, and the plasma immediately spills out from its fingers, like a tomato that has been smashed!

That is a title knight! !

It is the leader among the knights of Jin Yao, but it is impossible to get rid of the tragic fate of being killed!

"Kill those people." Saran looked down at a T-block, and said indifferent to the old **** Apollo.

Apollo's old **** completely ignored the **** spear from all directions. It ran across the air and slammed into the weak temple. The temple was instantly transformed into colorful fragments, and the debris was seen in the air. In order to countless four-color bird hawks, they have either broken their wings or bleed, apparently being hit hard...

"噗噗噗噗哒哒哒哒哒~"

Suddenly, the enchantment of the temple itself collapsed, so large that it could cover the enchantment of an urban area and how many fragments were disintegrated. Each piece was transformed into a four-colored bird eagle. Even though they were seriously injured, they still tried hard to gather. Together, but still desperate to fly to the old **** Apollo! ! !

Innumerable, four-coloured sparrow hawks, the city is filled with sparrow hawks in an instant, they are defending this Athens elf, now fearless charge, with their flesh and body against the powerful and unmatched Apollo old god!

On the vast church, Ye Xin Xia stands on the hanging tower eaves. Her body glows with four-color awns. The temple is the magic of her, she is alone against Apollo!

The four-color sparrow hawks are not powerful creatures. How big is their number, how strong the willpower is, and the feathers that fly into the flames of the mountains. You can see that the four-colored sparrow hawks are ignited in midair and short. In a short period of time, like a bunch of fireworks, it blooms quickly and disappears.

Ye Xinxia's body has a fascinating radiance, but he did not accept the praise of the goddess, and the soul could not really exert the true power of the Parthenon.

Her magic is still too weak to stop Apollo's old **** for a short time.

"The saint is guarding us..."

"But she can't hold it for too long."

On the Dingzi District, in the buildings, on those terraces, people saw the figure of Ye Xinxia, ​​and also saw the inexhaustible four-color sparrow hawk moths rushing to the Jinyao Titan giant.

On the electoral altar, the eyes of Pammy and Falm at the moment were not removed from Ye Xinxia's body.

She has no competition, she is the goddess of the Parthenon.

And today's disaster is a scorpio of her **** girl!

"I call the name of the goddess to the true spirit of Parthenon, only the soul can defend Athens!" Ye Xinxia's voice suddenly sounded in everyone's mind.

"Falmo, please take the oath and immediately engrave the name of my heart in the summer!"

"Mother, please pray for me."

These words are passed on to everyone's mind. It is not asking, not asking, she is reading this result solemnly!

Goddess can protect Athens.

Coronation in danger.

Everything seems to be doomed.

The most important thing is that this is a goddess who does not need the praise of the soul. She has been with the soul for a lifetime, the soul has been recognized, and she needs to get the temple mother, the entire Parthenon, the recognition of the whole Athens!

Pray, mastered in the hands of the mother.

The sleeping spirit needs the temple mother to wake up.

The Parthenon needs a name, and this name will be the symbol of supremacy! !

A white dress.

Only Ye Xinxia, ​​wearing pure white!

In the splendid poppies, in the flames of flames, in the entire black robes and black dresses of the Athens city...

Peerless independence, even the giants of Jin Yao Titan reveal the fear and retreat left in the bones in front of such a goddess!

She is so pure, solemn, holy!

When people see the real soul in the heart of the heart of the goddess of the sun, the fear in the heart seems to eliminate most of the time, only the goddess can save them, they are willing to worship her as a goddess, no more complaints!

"Yi Zhi's role as a goddess has not been recognized by the soul for many years, even if she is now a goddess, she can't protect Athens!"

"We witnessed her being cured by the healing light. It must have been her darkness. She used the evil resurrection technique to awaken the Golden Yaotaitan giant!" At the T-block, an ordinary woman with an Asian face suddenly sang.

"Ye Xin Xia is the real goddess!"

"She is the goddess of choice!"

Pray!

Everyone starts praying again!

This is not like the vain gods begging for mercy, but betting on one's piety with a true godhead, seeking the blessing of disaster! !

......

The four-colored sparrow hawks in the sky, they turned into defending fireworks.

The white skirt swayed in the gale, modifying the elegant and straight posture of Ye Xinxia. At this moment, she can feel the voice of pledge, like a drop of holy spring rain falling in the exhausted spirit!

The soul of the soul is completely revived in the light rain, and it is growing rapidly, and the heart of the heart is reborn!

A space above the ancient city of Athens, covered with black flames and poppy sparks, suddenly drops the vast light and rain, the light rain is like the clear spring, which burns the burning, and washes everyone's wounds like the liquid of life...

Those who dying in the heat and burning are recovering little by little when the light rains, those who panic and tears in despair, witnessing the light rain, I don’t know why the heart is gradually quiet, the golden glory of the world. Titan Giant, its ring of the sun is also extinguished bit by bit in this rain of light!

This is the goddess! !

When the lonely white dress stands proudly above the church in Athens, the darkest moments are completely dispelled, and the dazzling dawn white light is ushered in! !

No one will die.

No one will be trampled by the Titans!

The Parthenon, which once killed the Titans, once again rose, only because of the return of the spirit, the goddess was born! ! ! !

......

Without the absolute blessing of the Ring of the Sun, the Knights' **** spears can finally pierce the body of the Golden Yaotaitan.

The golden blood overflowed from the old **** of Apollo, and the golden jesus giant angered the fire of the dark spot, as if a supernatural master was smashing one black star to the earth.

The vastness of the sky, but you can see the black flame as a long black dragon runs through, the raging power is enough to turn the city of Athens, including all the mountains outside the city into scorched earth.

Jin Yao Titan giant, the existence of the emperor level, its magical power is enough to destroy the earth!

Ye Xinxia's body is dazzling, and almost only the outline of her white can be seen in the light group. She gently puts her hands on her lips, and the whisper sounds like a song!

There are countless four-color eagle ash in the sky. When Ye Xinxia whispers, these ashes all burst into blazing light, and there are seven colors, but these colors are finally interwoven into absolute white. ......

That is a **** god buck!

They were burned to ashes in the trampling of the old gods of Apollo, but they were born again from the ashes. God blessed the white birds to open their wings. They covered the sky and turned into a white enchantment in the sky above the city of Athens. The enchantment pattern is the white bird feather pattern, so unique and bright.

The black spot fire can no longer penetrate this layer of white enchantment. People look up and stare at the sky. They feel the true tranquility for the first time. It is enough to isolate the powerful emperors like the Golden Yaotaitan. God's power! !

God, this is the real soul.

No one can do this kind of blessing!

"Knights, awaken you to hunt God!!"

The heart of the heart of Ye Xinxia is once again conveyed, this time to the soul of all the members of the Parthenon Knights.

The knight's contract, only the goddess can wake up.

The will of the hunting god, this is the extraordinary power of the Parthenon to completely defeat the Titan giant, even if the weakest blue star knight gets the hunting will, any magic will bring the absolute puncture force of the Titan giant!

First set a small goal, such as 1 second to remember: