Full-time mage: starting from Mu Tingying’s divorce

Chapter 85, The Power of the Evil God

The aura of death instantly filled Mupang Mountain!

The land illuminated by light was once again covered by darkness.

The aura of death is even stronger.

Mu and everyone in the Magic Association looked at Feng Yao.

The strange dark red evil light covered Feng Yao's body like a spider web, and the previous wounds were covered by the evil light.

"Crack!"

Feng Yao's body was pulled out of the crack of the mountain uncontrollably!
The whole person was like a puppet on strings, barely standing on the ground.

"Jie Jie!" Feng Yao's teeth wriggled up and down, making a penetrating sound.

Suddenly, Feng Yao opened his left eye, and a flash of red light flashed from his eyes!
"Boom!!" A red divine thunder appeared in the sky, like the roar of a god!
"What is this??" Some people felt timid when they saw the strange aura emanating from Feng Yao.

This aura is so strong and so weird that it actually makes super-level mages like them feel an uneasy sense of crisis!

"What an evil force!" The people from the Magic Association stared at Feng Yao and retreated.

Feng Yao was hunched over, his head tilted back, his face was strange, and his bones made a "clicking" sound as he moved.

The weird laughter covered up their discussion.

The angel Raguel waved his eight holy wings and stood still in mid-air, staring at the wind in the distance.

"brush!!"

Suddenly, Feng Yao's figure disappeared from the place!
Only the evil light is left shining there
"What?!" The strong men of the Mu clan were startled.

"What the hell is this?" someone said with lingering fear.

"That aura has exceeded the range of magic measurement." Mu Zheng took a breath and said.

"Is it stronger than that eight-winged angel?"

"Very strong!" Mu Zheng said with certainty.

There are still many unsolved mysteries in this world, but today I saw no fewer than three in this person named Feng Yao!
None of this could be explained by magic, but they couldn't judge yet.

Because these powers are too strong, each one is enough to kill them easily!
If you are weaker than them, you will be captured directly as an alien.

But this alien has become so powerful that it cannot compete with it. Only the angel of the Holy City can fight it.
Angel Raguel watched Feng Yao disappear from his sight.

His soothing forehead gradually wrinkled, and his sharp eyes looked around, looking for Feng Yao's figure.

"Jie!" An evil light appeared behind Raguel.

Feng Yao's figure suddenly appeared behind him!
Feng Yao's body has been changing, and three long blood-ink-colored dark claws have grown between his hands!

The teeth in the mouth have also become extremely sharp, and the tiger teeth are even more prominent on the lips!
Bloody bone spurs grew on the broken elbow.

Several ribs protrude from the chest, and the bones are connected together to form an armor-shaped bone!

Sharp bloody bone spurs also grew on the knees, and the fractured legs became unusually strong!

The sharp bone spurs instantly hit Raguel's back!
There is a layer of evil light attached to the bone spurs, which looks fantastic.

"Stab!!"

As the bone spurs fell, the sharp bone spurs made a bloody gash on Raguel's back between the eight wings!
The bloody mouth spread directly from the neck to the waist, and the fresh golden-red liquid flowed on the sacred snow-white wings!At this time, something sharp seemed to be growing out of Feng Yao's head.

A pair of crooked dragon-like things spread out above Feng Yao's head!
The delicate blood-ink lines on Feng Yao's body began to change into tiny scales, and the ink-red color looked extremely depressing.

Feng Yao seemed to have turned into a demon with pure blood!

His momentum is still rising!

At first, there was only the aura of a commander, but the moment Feng Yao stabbed Raguel, it had already risen to the aura of a monarch!
Now the aura on his body is infinitely close to the realm above that of a monarch!

emperor!

But Feng Yao never broke through that thin line, always wandering between the monarch and the emperor.

Even if he has not been promoted to the emperor level, the eight-winged angel is still no match for Feng Yao now.

You have to know that only a super-level team of seven people can compete with a monarch, let alone such an invincible monarch that is infinitely close to the emperor!
Even if the forbidden spell mage of the two series comes, I'm afraid he will die in Feng Yao's hands.

The four forbidden spells may be able to kill it
The eight-winged angel's strength is at best at being able to master a series of forbidden spells, so he is definitely no match for Feng Yao.

"Hiss!!" Raguel felt a burning pain spread from his back.

Dark golden blood remained on Feng Yao's bone spurs. He stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood clean off the bone spurs.
"Jie! The blood of angels is different! It really makes my blood boil!" Feng Yao let out a weird laugh.

"Damn it! What the hell is this?!" Raguel cursed and stared at Feng Yao in front of him.

Raguel used magic to suppress the flowing blood, and all eight wings tightened.

He stared at Feng Yao fiercely, with anger burning in his eyes, and wanted to kill Feng Yao!
Feng Yao's figure quickly flashed in front of him again!
Feng Yao's appearance has completely lost his humanity. It's hard to say whether he is Feng Yao or not.
Seeing that the angel was injured, the people watching below did not dare to hold their breath while watching this scene.

He actually injured the eight-winged angel with one blow!
How powerful is this?
In an instant, Feng Yao's figure flashed past Raguel again!
Another bloody gash was opened!

The blood seemed to be cursed and could not be stopped no matter what!
This time Raguel was completely angry!

The eight wings are no longer tightening, and he doesn't care how the blood flows. All he wants now is to kill Feng Yao!
Thousands of rays of light shot from him in all directions!
Feng Yao's strange figure was finally revealed under the golden light.

The wings suddenly swung towards Feng Yao, and countless golden holy feathers fell off from his wings and shot towards Feng Yao like bullets!
One wave did not end, another wave started, the sacred light flashed again, and a strong golden energy wave shot out from his eight wings!

The golden energy left a bright golden path in the air, and the snow-white angel wings were completely dyed blood red!

The next second, Feng Yao's figure appeared next to Raguel!
The speed of Raguel's magic release was not slow, but Feng Yao was still able to dodge it!

Now he is very agile, so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to catch him!
"Ah~!" Feng Yao opened his mouth and made a strange sound.

Soon, Feng Yao bit one of Raguel's eight wings!
"Ah!!" Raguel screamed, his voice resounding through the sky!

The sharp teeth and two huge bone teeth allowed Feng Yao to penetrate his wings directly!

The golden blood was sucked down by Feng Yao.

Feng Yao was covered in blood, and now he couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

After sucking the blood of an angel, Feng Yao grew a weird tail under his spine!
The aura of the infinitely approaching emperor has grown again!
The moment the weird tail appeared, the surrounding space changed strangely!
"what!!"

Along with Raguel's scream, one of his blood-stained wings was torn off by the wind!

The painful wailing sound is extremely piercing just listening to it.
"Angel's blood is really delicious!" Feng Yao made a strange gurgling sound.

(End of this chapter)