It is said that one cannot step into the same river twice, but this is not the case for the 'realm of heaven'.

The level that has not been cleared, no matter how badly the boss who guarded the level last time and how scattered the boss's younger brothers were killed, they will be reset once they fail to break through.

The dead will be resurrected, the wounded will be restored, and they will forget about the fact that the intruder was there.

This was a complete 'reset', which was already clear to Mo Ye when he stepped into the third layer of the 'Heavenly Realm' for the third time.

The same ambush, the same position, the eight-winged angel's eyes showed a cold light, and his contempt was still the same.

…… I didn't have the look I had when I learned my lesson.

So, in other words, the routine that has been made once can still take effect.

"Kill!"

Blur, charge, fly out of the encirclement with the eight-winged angel, bombard indiscriminately until the opponent is tired of coping, and then cast the 'Three Stacks of Waves'!

As the carrier of the 'Canglang Sword Intent', this is Mo Ye's strongest move so far except for the 'Concussive Sword' in an extremely charged state.

"Poof!"

This time, Mo Xie calculated that he had retained enough internal qi to send his fingers into the chest of the eight-winged angel, and even penetrated his entire chest all the way.

"It worked!"

Holding his breath from the start, the two charges were really done in one go.

The sword qi and sword intent in his hand exploded in the eight-winged angel's body, and Mo Ye finally gasped heavily.

Golden light rose from the broken body of the eight-winged angel and dispersed into the heavenly vault, forming a golden 'hole', announcing the submission of the third layer.

Mo Ye landed slowly, and after a successful blow, in order to ensure that the eight-winged angel did not have the slightest chance of surviving, he injected all the energy in his body into it, and was able to 'land slowly' instead of 'falling headlong to the ground', thanks to Mo Ye's good mental power recovery speed.

"You can't go to the fourth floor anymore...... The eight-winged angel is so difficult to kill, and the ten-winged angel is needless to say, it just so happens that there is enough spiritual energy in this space, and it will automatically drill into my body almost without guidance, it is simply a holy place for cultivation. ”

Mo Xie pondered.

"Lord Mo Xie! Guard Angel is at your disposal!"

Due to Mo Ye's implementation of the tactic of 'capturing the thief and capturing the king first' at this level (in fact, this is the only way he can win), many Seraphim can be said to be almost unscathed. A blonde-haired and blue-eyed female angel landed in front of Mo Ye, and a military salute was heroic.

This was the first time Mo Xie had seen a female angel, and the experience of the two floors below made him think that the angel had no gender at all or was all male.

Perhaps because of the other party's 'female' identity, Mo Xie rarely postponed the recovery of his luck, and the exhaustion of his mental power made him have to look at this female angel with his eyes.

Just at first glance, Mo Ye felt that he was looking at an ancient Greek statue, to be precise, it should be the 'Venus with a broken arm'.

"I'll appoint you as the commander now, bring some people to bring the people from the lower floors up, and I'll have something to announce later!"

Mo Xie never thought that the 'Venus with a broken arm' was very beautiful, and the aesthetic concepts of Westerners, especially ancient Westerners, were simply incompatible with those of Easterners, so he only looked at each other twice.

Blink and blink, and you're done.

"Yes!"

Angel saluted again, then lifted off into the air.

It can be seen that the organizational form of the Seraphim is indeed more clever than that below the six wings, and the situation where everyone in the first two layers came around at once and blocked the surroundings of Mo Xie did not appear at all in this layer.

Well, but just as Mo Ye was thinking like this, he suddenly heard the wind in his ears.

"Lord Mo Xie! Subordinate XXX is at your disposal!"

Well, in fact, there is no difference at all, of course, it is not right to say that, because after a noise of self-reporting the door, this group of angels said something 'new tricks' that Mo Xie had not heard in the first two floors.

"My lord! The strongest of us is Johnson! Angel's strength is mediocre! She is not convinced when she is the commander of his subordinates!"

A group of people spoke up.

"Oh?"

Mo Xie opened his eyes and saw that it was dozens of seraphim angels hugging a tall, muscular male angel.

He could tell at a glance that the other party was Johnson.

Seeing Mo Xie looking over, Johnson met his gaze without fear, and Mo Xie read something from the other party's eyes that made him uncomfortable.

Johnson's back has three pairs of shaped wings and one pair of palm-sized fleshy wings.

Pseudo-Eight Wings!

A hint of clarity flashed in Mo Ye's eyes.

In the 'Heavenly Realm', he can obtain the ownership and use rights of all the materials in that layer every time he clears the level, but this is only a relatively general statement, and Mo Xie has no absolute binding force on the existence of bosses whose strength exceeds or even approaches this layer.

Just like Johnson now.

"Johnson, is it? It's not impossible for you to be given the position of Commandery...... Come here, Angel has gone to the lower level, I have a token here, and with it you can replace Angel as the Commander. ”

Mo Xie beckoned to Johnson.

"Thank you, Lord Moxie! Thank you, Lord Moxie!"

Johnson was overjoyed, and there was no doubt that he only stepped forward.

"My lord, what kind of token is it?"

Johnson leaned over to Mo Ye and licked his face.

"It's your head. ”

Mo Ye sat cross-legged on the ground, and a red light suddenly flashed in his hand, and then Johnson's head, which was still full of joy, fell to the ground.

"Buzz!"

Seemingly excited by drinking the blood of an angel, and seemingly excited about his reappearance after being sealed for a long time, the Fire Lin Sword let out a trembling sound (in fact, it was mainly because Mo Ye's hands were trembling due to weakness).

"Poof!"

Unlike the angels who had died in the previous stages turned into golden light and threw themselves into the sky, Johnson's body fell to the ground, red blood mixed with a little golden light gushing out of his wound.

With the horizontal sword in front of him, Mo Ye swept his gaze over the pile of seraphims one by one, and those angels who were now supporting Johnson and building momentum for him involuntarily took a step back.

"Does anyone else want a token?"

Mo Xie asked coldly.

No one answered.

"If you don't want a token, then you should do whatever you want, don't be an eyesore here!"

Mo Xie put away the Huolin Sword, and then roared in his most dignified tone.

"Yes!"

Many angels said in unison, and then scattered as birds and beasts, leaving Johnson's body lying in front of Mo Ye.

No one dared to drag away the corpse of this 'bold madman', and no one dared to get close to Mo Xie again.

They were scared.

"Made, what kind of goods are these, angels are just such virtues. ”

Mo Xie scolded secretly, and a wisp of blood slowly poured out of his mouth.

Although the process of killing Johnson was short-lived, and although it seemed to outsiders to be extremely understated, in fact, in order to achieve this effect, Mo Xie mobilized all the energy in his body.

That sword trembled, because that sword was a 'concussion sword' at all.

Not to mention that Johnson is defenseless, even if he is on guard, he may not be able to withstand this sword.

But Mo Ye, who was in an incomplete state, also paid a slight price when he performed this trick - he suffered internal injuries.

"It seems that I won't be able to get out for a while. ”

Mo Ye sensed the chaotic meridians and multiple strained muscles in his body.