"Whew. ”

The sky is clear, and the white clouds are blanket.

After Mo Ye stood on a bulge on the cloud carpet, he quietly observed the world.

The 'Paradise Realm' has been restored and divided into thirteen floors.

There are no instructions to refer to, but as a result of past experience, there should be two kinds of angels in this level: a two-winged angel (with a pair of wings on his back) and a four-winged angel (with two pairs of wings on his back), the latter being stronger than the former and in the ruling class.

In fact, Mo Xie hadn't come in many times in the past, so the information he had was one-sided, and it could also be outdated.

He realized this when he saw the first two-winged angel in his field of vision.

What kind of angel is that......

With dull eyes and stiff movements, Mo Ye felt that this was a puppet more than an angel.

He wasn't sure there was a soul in that shell.

So he killed it instantly with thunder, dragged it back and dissected it.

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and wisps of golden energy, Mo Ye did not find the slightest trace of machinery.

But who said a puppet has to be a machine?

He realized this when Mo Ye saw that wisps of golden energy rising and drifting towards the higher sky and higher clouds after the vital signs of the two-winged angel had completely disappeared.

This is the thread that is attached to the hands and feet of the angels.

Mo Xie casually threw the angel's corpse at his feet, and behind the cloud hill, he heard a loud, continuous 'poof' sound coming from the other side of the cloud hill.

It's the sound of wings flapping into the air.

The wind blew Mo Ye's hair.

He climbed the cloud mound, which was not very high, and it took only five steps.

In front of me was a black shadow.

Obviously with white wings, obviously with white light on their bodies, obviously they are essentially elves who have come out of holiness, but the cloud carpet is full of black shadows.

The shadow spreads from the horizon, like a giant hand that has always been black.

Mo Ye raised his eyes and looked up, and countless golden points of light in the soft white clouds in the higher sky converged into a golden sun in the direction where the angels were flying.

Under the scorching sun, there are dull eyes, stiff wings, and Changge with jerky trajectories.

The angels here are no longer living creatures, the 'Heavenly Realm' has been destroyed so completely, and the sword intent of 'Sword Twenty-Three' destroying the heavens and the earth has devoured every living thing, and even the space itself has not been spared.

Maybe the Lone Lantern Daoist was lazy, and he repaired this space, the shells of the angels, not their souls.

Or maybe this is the true nature of angels, the truth of holiness.

The sun was dazzling, but Mo Ye smiled and looked at him.

"Kill!"

Rushing into the sky empty-handed, Mo Xie turned into a sharp sword and stabbed into the depths of the dark shadow and into the center of the sun.

It rained, red and white.

The golden threads are constantly rising, and it is a monochromatic rainbow in the rain.

"Slash!"

Rushing left and right in the puppet bush that had lost his soul, his hands and feet danced in a completely disorderly and unorganized manner, sometimes lifting an angel into the sky and smashing it into the higher clouds, sometimes he was tired of swinging pieces of sword qi and slicing flesh into rain.

Scuffle, no, it should be said to be a one-sided slaughter, no angel can hand the weapon in his hand three feet in front of Mo Ye.

The two-winged angel is just a level of qi training, and there is no merit at all except that the 'fierce and not afraid of death' style of play is a little difficult.

The scorching sun was soon dyed dusk, and the moment when dusk fell into the night was the moment when Mo Ye penetrated the heart of the only four-winged angel in the field.

The scorching sun faded, and the angels who were still fighting in one place with Mo Ye as the center a moment ago quickly dispersed.

The fading sun sank into the world, turning into golden threads and pouring into the heads of every surviving angel in the city.

"Ahh ”

The angel who had had one of his arms cut off screamed miserably, this was the first voice Mo Xie heard from the mouths of this group of angels, no matter what cruel and cruel methods Mo Xie had taken before, they were like wood to obey.

The word 'puppet' is vividly embodied in them.

"Ah......h

As if a leader was needed for such a thing, the cry of pain became one after the first angel cried out, and both the wounded and the unharmed shouted one after another.

One by one, they clutched their heads and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Restraining the killer hand, Mo Xie found that the four-winged angel that he had penetrated through his heart had turned into fragments of light and floated into the sky, and the clouds higher suddenly opened a hole after receiving these points of light.

Soft white light poured down from the hole, and Mo Xie Fu realized that this was the path to the upper level.

"Lord Moxie, Guard Xius is at your disposal!"

When Mo Xie was blocked from looking at the 'hole' higher up, a two-winged angel flew in front of him, and before Mo Xie was about to kill him, he gave a standard military salute, and then said such a sentence.

"Pick up the wreckage and stand by in place!"

After the four-winged angel 'ascended to heaven', Mo Ye's brain had an extra piece of information, he knew that there was an angel with more wings than average on each layer, and he only needed to kill the one who 'stood out from the crowd' to clear the first level.

After clearing a certain level, Mo Xie will get two things:

First, all the resources of this layer. This is reflected in the first layer, which is the allegiance of the defeated generals of the remnants of the army who have regained their sanity.

2. Qualifications to enter the next level. That is, the hole in the clouds overhead.

At the same time, the time flow rate of each layer corresponding to the outside world is different, and its multiples are equal to the number of layers, for example, the first layer is double (that is, the internal time is one to one compared to the external time), and the second layer is twice (that is, the internal time is two to one faster than the external time). For example, the energy concentration of the first layer has just reached the level where the energy of the foundation building period (four-winged angel) does not leak out in the unconscious state, and the second layer should be the degree to which the energy of the Jindan period (Seraphim) will not leak out in the unconscious state, and so on.

It's a very straightforward mode, like a well-leveled game.

Mo Xie didn't care about the life or death of this group of qi cultivators, he took a short rest in place and then stepped directly into the circle of light shed by the 'hole', and an invisible force led him to the second layer.

On the second level, the miscellaneous soldiers are four-winged angels, and the clearance condition is to kill the seraphim mixed in the four-winged angels.