Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

In this fantasy heaven and world, it is the Church of Christ that is preached.

It's not a Christian myth.

It's two things entirely.

So at this time, the eight-winged seraphim was very shocked and looked at Mo Yu in disbelief.

"Thou ...... How do you know the myth of Christ?"

When the words fell, the eyes of the eight-winged seraphim became even more terrifying in an instant.

Even with the damaged and unshapedly body now, an extremely terrifying killing intent still erupted!

"Boom!"

With a coercion, the killing intent turned into a violent wind and spread out to the surroundings.

The three thousand threads behind the willow god were blown up and fluttered in the wind.

Xiong Da was shocked in his heart, this coercion had completely surpassed it.

In other words, the strength of this eight-winged seraphim is definitely above his own.

Of course, the other party, who has been tortured for millions of years, does not have this strength anymore, but this coercion is extremely powerful.

"Is this the eight-winged Seraph in the world of different mythology, it's really powerful. "

Xiong Da muttered in his heart, and he was even more unhappy in his heart.

"Dare to have such an attitude with my senior brother, it's really a beating!"

In Xiong Da's opinion, although this eight-winged seraphim was powerful at its peak, it was like that.

Judging from the aura just now, it is a little stronger than the two gods in the ancient Greek mythological world before.

That's all.

"Senior brother has given him the golden pill, I really don't know how to lift!"

Cursing in a low voice, Xiong Da's face was obviously angry, if it weren't for Mo Yu not speaking, it would probably have rushed up to beat people.

Reaching out and throwing the long hair that blew on his chest behind him, Liu Shen was also a little surprised in his heart.

She is stronger than Xiong Da, so she can see more clearly that the strength of this eight-winged seraphim has completely surpassed her.

And it was much stronger than the sun god Apollo and the god of war Ares at that time.

couldn't help but glance at Mo Yu in front of him, and Liu Shen sighed in his heart.

"The strength of these creatures that appear now is too strong, and they can't keep up with your pace......"

Obviously, Yanagi was somewhat melancholy.

After all, as the strongest person in this Fantasy Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, but now that a creature has appeared, her strength has surpassed her.

Of course, if that's all there is to it, it's acceptable.

The most terrifying thing is that such a strong creature was actually defeated by another creature millions of years ago, and cruelly sealed here.

Millions of years of devastation.

In terms of breath alone, aside from the mythological figures, this eight-winged seraphim is the most powerful otherworldly creature that Liu Shen has seen so far.

But obviously, there is a more powerful existence than this eight-winged seraphim.

Although Liu Shen also knew about the existence of these strong people in Rahu, he had never seen it with his own eyes, so he naturally did not have such a big touch.

In short, Liu Shen was a little 'disgusted' with himself at this time, and before he reached the god realm, his self-confidence along the way had already been hit.

Looking at Mo Yu's back in the distance, Liu Shen knew what kind of pressure he was carrying.

So she really wanted to help, but now that all kinds of strong people have appeared, her strength has made her lose her confidence.

"This time, I must fight once......"

Liu Shen murmured in a voice that no one could hear, and the look in his eyes became more determined in an instant.

It seems that some kind of decision has been made.

At this time, Mo Yu didn't know what a few people behind him were thinking, and his eyes suddenly narrowed when he looked at the terrifying momentum of the eight-winged seraphim.

"Your Excellency, with such power, seems to be a great figure in the world of Christ's mythology. "

Mo Yu suddenly chuckled and said.

A being more powerful than the god of willows, even more powerful than the sun god Apollo and the god of war Ares.

Even if it is placed in any different mythological world, it is definitely not a nameless person.

In fact, Mo Yu already had some guesses about the identity of the eight-winged seraphim in front of him.

"It can't really be that one......

Shaking his head, Mo Yu looked directly at the eight-winged seraphim, with a hint of majesty in his eyes.

The killing intent in the eight-winged seraphim's eyes was undiminished, and he did not answer, but asked again.

"Why do you know the name of Christ?"

"It's a long story. Mo Yu shook his head and smiled: "In short, Poor Dao is not your enemy, otherwise what you were given just now would not be a golden pill but a sword qi." "

“......"

The eight-winged seraph was silent when he heard this, he had been sealed here for too long.

It's been so long that he doesn't know the name of the mythical world at all, and Mo Yu really can't explain it to him clearly for a while.

Of course, there is no need for explanation.

"Jindan ......"

The eight-winged seraphim muttered, and at this moment, he remembered the seven-turn golden pill that Mo Yu gave him before.

And with the level of alchemy in this Fantasy Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, the Seven Turns Golden Pill obviously couldn't be refined.

What's more, what Mo Yu gave just now was still from the elixir refined by the old man of the Thirty-Three Days of the Mythical Waidou Palace.

Redeemed from the system, genuine.

The eight-winged Seraph's consciousness was still a little unconscious just now, but at this time, he was aware of this situation when he was clearer.

Looking at Mo Yu, there was a bit of jealousy in his eyes.

The person who can take out this elixir casually is naturally not an ordinary person.

"That's it......" The eight-winged seraphim suddenly sighed, and he said, "Your Excellency is right, I have landed in this kind of field at this time, and I can kill it with your sword......

Apparently, the eight-winged seraph accepted reality.

Of course, he also knew that Mo Yu was not out of complete kindness, and he must have wanted something from him.

"Say it...... What do you want to know......"

And seeing that the eight-winged seraphim finally began to 'cooperate', Mo Yu chuckled: "I don't know what to call you?"

Hearing this question, the eight-winged seraphim was obviously stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

"My name...... Gabriel!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire square instantly became silent.

Behind, the monkey raised his eyebrows, and said to Xiong Dahe Liu Shen on the side: "Gabriel, why does this name sound familiar to my grandson." "

Xiong Da also nodded and said, "I think so too, it's really strange." "

Liu Shen sighed, but said, "You have forgotten, Xuandu Daoyou said this name before, and he is the strongest eight-winged seraphim in the Christian mythological world. "

"There's such a thing!" Xiong Da suddenly woke up, pointed to the eight-winged seraphim who called himself Gabriel, and exclaimed: "It turns out that this is the Gabriel mentioned by Senior Brother at the beginning!"

The monkey also glared at him and said, "Interesting, the characters that can be remembered by Xuandu Daoists, I'm afraid it's not simple." "

Isn't it simple, and the terrifying momentum before proves it.

And this eight-winged seraphim is Gabriel!