"The Angel of Flames, Metatron, has seen a distinguished guest from the East. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" retracted the twelve pairs of wings, and Metatron landed slowly in the middle of the Yellow Springs River.

Metatron's toes stepped on the Yellow Spring River, and he didn't know if the body of the twelve-winged flame angel was too light, or the power that the Yellow Spring River could withstand was too strong, and Metatron floated directly on the Yellow Spring River.

"I have always been sparsely populated, and there are not so many people who can come to greet distinguished guests. The master went to the mortal world again, and there was no way to come back for a while. ”

Metatron clenched his fists and saluted with the salute of an Eastern World, which startled Jiuyou. There is no intersection between the worlds, except for a reincarnation hall between the worlds.

Clenching his fists and saluting, Jiuyou made the same move.

Silver filaments have long surrounded her whole body. As a former killer, she will never let her guard down because of any details. Not to mention, from the body of this flame angel, she could feel a more terrifying coercion than the bat spirit that led the way just now.

'The Western world is not as useless as the master said, it seems that there are still masters, so be careful. ’

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect to see two good-looking guys for the first time here, come on, come on, play with the old demon!"

Gray clothes, gray face, gray hair, I have never seen this person, it is difficult to imagine, what kind of aesthetic beauty can become like this kind of dress and appearance.

"Old demon, be careful if you know, the master said, this world is not big, but there are many people with skills, don't make it impossible to get off the stage when the time comes. ”

"Also, in the mortal world, it seems that I feel a good strength, you are playing here now, and when you are ready, call me. ”

Another gloomy voice was that neither the Nine Shadows nor Metatron could detect the source of the sound.

The gray-faced old demon is a person who is not suitable for the Western world, or rather, he is a visitor from the rest of the world, just like the Nine Shadows.

The enforcers and punishers of the angels in the eastern world, and the flame angels in the western world, two people who didn't want to do it, were pulled together by a thread from fate, and they faced together, and they didn't know where they came from.

The West, the mortal realm.

The young man stood on the top of a hill and was silent for a long time.

The wind blew, and I don't know if it blew the sand into his eyes, and from his clean and smooth face, he could see a little tear stain.

"My home, my parents, my loved ones, gone, gone. ”

In front of me, it seems that an ancient castle has appeared. The castle wasn't that big, and it was even much worse than many of the Blood Demon Clan's base areas in the mortal world.

In the dilapidated castle, he seemed to be able to see the pedestrians coming and going, big and small, old and young, living there, and he didn't know how comfortable it was.

There is no dispute with the world, it is said that this is the ancient castle. Except when they have to, they only suck the blood of some dead or dying people, and it can be said that they have hardly done anything to harm people.

Who knows, disaster will fall from heaven.

To this day, he has not forgotten the names of those people.

Archbishop Fatadio, Bishop Fario, Bishop Favi. These three people may have died long ago. They are only the so-called servants of God, not the real gods, they can't stop the invasion of time, and they can't throw themselves into the forces of darkness for eternal life, so they can only humbly fall under the footsteps of the years and turn into bones.

Shaking his head, the image of the castle gradually disappeared before his eyes.

An illusion is an illusion, and no matter how vivid the scene in the memory is, it is impossible to go back to the past. He can't do it, and the gods here can't do it either.

Revisiting a place that isn't really the same can barely be regarded as a condolence.

Everything is gone, and I can only rely on memories to barely maintain my memories.

His fists were clenched, and even he himself had no way to control the majestic power in his body. From beginning to end, he has not forgotten his hatred, even if he already has his own family, even if he has become the head of one of the top two families in heaven and earth, he still remembers that his hatred is still not avenged.

"Oh, the little guy is sad, the little guy is worried, I'm really curious, what in this world would make a young guy like you sad?"

"How long have you lived? Let me do the math, alas, the days when the earth star was created to the present, it is really not even a fraction of the old blame me. Little guy, even if you were born just after the Earth Star was opened, you are only a young age, and you still come here to pretend to be deep?"

"Little guy, look at the strength you broke out just now, it seems to be not bad, come to Li Ai, let the old monster try it, how many catties and taels do you have!"

The strange man showed his body, no different from the black-hearted old ghost, the white-haired old devil, the green-robed ancestor, and the gray-faced old demon, and this strange man was also a color from head to toe, blue.

The blue-blooded old monster is the weirdo who came with the gray-faced old demon. His supernatural powers are vast and almost everywhere, one moment he still makes a sound in the Yellow Spring, and the next moment he can appear in the mortal realm, such a skill is almost beyond the scope that ordinary people can understand.

Even if it is a god in the forces of light and a demon in the forces of darkness, it is just faster than ordinary people, and it can do things like blue-blooded monsters.

"Who are you?"

Young people are in a bad mood, quite badly.

When he hangs, he won't be in a good mood. He is still immersed in the world of sadness, and he is suddenly disturbed by others, or with a provocative interruption, no one will be happy.

A crimson glow came out of his eyes. Waves of qi erupted from his body, overshadowing the winds that were rolling nearby, making the blue-blooded old monster a little uncomfortable.

Originally, the power that was barely possible in his eyes suddenly skyrocketed, to the point that it made him a little incredible.

However, what is incredible is not the strength of this energy, the blue-blooded monster is just curious, he is curious, what kind of power can this force reach.

"You ......" Before the blue-blooded old monster could react, a fist that was not too big had already slammed into his left cheek.

Two white and shiny teeth flew out of his innermost part in an instant, drawing a graceful arc in the air.