The world is really big, especially when it has been promoted to its current realm. Mo Fan even feels that he has just come into contact with the true face of this world. He is like a butterfly that has just broken out of his cocoon. When he flew to the treetops, he realized that the big tree he was attached to was just a tree, surrounded by a large area of ​​mountains and forests. There is also a desert sea and an endless starry sky...

Of course, these are not something Mo Fan can explore and consider at this moment.

Even if they turn into a cocoon and become butterflies, there are still some birds of prey who are eyeing them. Mo Fan needs to compete with these birds of prey before he is qualified to appreciate them slowly.

"No, this divine oath was opened from the origin of my soul. Unless I crush the origin of my soul myself now, I will always be restrained by the divine oath. No wonder few people in the Holy City dare to torture me privately. This divine oath is indeed powerful!"

Mo Fan found a mayfly soul tree. The little wolves with the royal patterned wolf can directly transform to the commander level as long as they eat a small mayfly soul. Even the great mayfly has a certain probability of being born in the monarch level, and at least they can shape the soul of the monarch.

Mo Fan's eight souls are already very powerful. It is also very difficult to gather the eight souls to break through the shackles of the Divine Word Oath, and almost smash his soul!

If it is the soul binding magic that others impose on oneself, it will be easily broken with Mo Fan's current spiritual realm and soul strength, but this divine oath was recited by oneself.

The source of the spell is your soul, and it is extremely difficult to forcefully break it.

No wonder this ancient spell was used by the Holy City as a means of self-repealing. Those who recite this divine oath are basically equivalent to nullifying all their cultivation!

"If only these ephemerals could suck away my souls that were entangled in shackles... Oh, I know, I know!!"

Suddenly, Mo Fan let out a loud voice with great excitement.

"Ah Wuwu!!!!!!!!!" In the Wolf Valley, with Mo Fan's driving, thousands of white wolves followed their spiritual leaders and started to scream.

Wuyue's summoning plane, the wolf howled into the sky, scaring the little monsters and demons within a radius of dozens of kilometers trembled!

"What are you yelling about? Be quiet!" Mo Fan cursed angrily.

For a moment, the wolves lowered their heads. In order to relieve the embarrassment, they all spit out their long tongues, showing a bit of honesty and cuteness.

"You will continue to expand your territory for me, I will be a good person." Mo Fan told the Emperor's Pattern Canglang and other Moon-Devouring Canglang!

When the royal patterned Canglang and the Moon-Devouring Canglang heard that Mo Fan was leaving, they couldn't help but wail.

The Wolf Valley with Mo Fan is completely an imperial army. I don’t know how many demon species that once bullied the Wolf Valley have been flattened. In just a few months, the Imperial Canglang and the Moon-killing Canglang under his command have occupied this black and barren land and lived a free life like a bully.

Once Mo Fan leaves, they are like a group of dragons without a leader, and they may attract some more powerful demons and will never recover.

"It's okay, you really can't stand it, so go to the Thousand Tribe Elf Tower in the west to find your brother Ries. I'll say hello to it, it will cover you." Mo Fan said.

Ries was a summoned creature in Mofan's ancient demon sect. At that time, he showed his power in Xiayu.

After Mo Fan's baptism and the battle of the summoning plane, Ries is now a great Ries, and his strength is comparable to Yamata Orochi. As long as the Wolf Valley does not encounter an imperial-level demon species, Ries should be able to deal with it.

Only after Mo Fan explained this was the way Lao Lang felt relieved.

The Thousand Tribe Elf Tower is considered a city on this land. The one they live in can basically be called the countryside. If you can have the support of the elder brother in the city, everything will be fine.

"You can continue to look for the mayfly soul tree I want, do you know?" Mo Fan said to the royal patterned Canglang.

"Aowu!!" The royal-patterned Canglang will definitely not forget this imperial destiny.

The mayfly soul tree is now the best milk powder in the eight-soul structure. The larger the mayfly soul tree, the more nutritious it is.

It won’t take long for Mo Fan’s ninth and tenth series to be born... If he could survive this Holy City trial, he would definitely have to prepare sufficient milk powder!

...

The eyes were closed and opened, and the whole day passed.

Zu Xiangtian walked into the yard with a stinky face and placed a box of Chinese food in front of Mo Fan.

"Why don't you order Sichuan hot pot?" Zu Xiangtian was so angry.

I was sleeping soundly, and I was called to bring me a midnight snack. It was also a Chinese meal on a remote path in the 12th block of Holy City!

Is there any problem with Mo Fan’s brain?

"It makes sense. Next time you bring an induction cooker, we will have a hot pot." Mo Fan nodded, and he was indeed a little hungry for hot pot.

"Hehe." Zu Xiangtian smiled slightly.

"You eat something, too?"

"I have no appetite."

...

Carrying a box of garbage, Zu Xiangtian was not angry yet. After walking out of the temple, he walked along his residence and saw a trash can. Zu Xiangtian stuffed the garbage into it.

Soon Zu Xiangtian walked away, but a slender man appeared next to the trash can that was still shaking and making noise.

The man's face was pale, but his lips were bright red. His cheeks were hidden in the upright collar, and his hat was also very low, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

He wore gloves on his hand and reached into the trash can to find the box of garbage, and then quickly disappeared into the night of the Holy City.

A month ago, the Holy City Archangel Michael and Remil no longer allowed Mofan to have any contact with Shaka. In the past few months, Shaka has suffered some hardships. As an archangel who has just returned to the Holy City, she has been severely run by the old angels, especially everyone knows that Shaka is on Mofan's side...

Rather than looking for evidence of sin to make Mo Fan lose people's trust, it is better to say that the previous struggle was the power of the old angel Shaga.

Once Shaka's power is undermined, it will be difficult for Mo Fan to protect himself in the holy city.

It is impossible to contact Shaka, Mofan can only use this method to convey information.

The catering waste brought out by Zu Xiangtian is also an important way for Mo Fan to communicate with people outside.

Mo Fan knew that the people around him would not stand idly by about this matter. They were already trying their best to win a judgment that was beneficial to him. The most important thing for Mo Fan was to do everything possible to lift the Vow of God.

The God's Vow is a life-saving talisman and a life-saving talisman. It has bought enough time for itself, but it will also make it die without any room for resistance.

...

"Helan Mountain Insect Valley?" Liu Ru opened the secret street of the Holy City, which was flowing down Mo Fan's secret words in the lunch box.

Helan Mountain Insect Valley, this is the key that Mo Fan urgently needs now.

But Liu Ru didn't know what was in the Helan Mountain Insect Valley, so she immediately passed the message to others.

"I know what Mo Fan needs, I'll find it." Mu Bai understood Mo Fan's signal.
Chapter completed!