Chapter 407: Banner Emperor Hansen

  Chapter 407 Banner Emperor Hansen

  There is a giant mammoth at the top to start the game, and its defense is amazing. The power of the seventh-rank spiritual formation is comparable to that of the Martial Emperor, especially the defensive-oriented sacred elephant formation!

  The attacks of the martial king masters in front were not enough to stop the Giant Elephant's footsteps, bombarding it was no different from scratching it.

  Mo Fan grabbed Mo Yuntian and Han Shu with both hands, and followed closely behind, smashing all the way, forcing his way through the surrounding crowd in front of him for a day.

  Anyone who did not give way was crushed into a pulp by the giant elephant.

   "Seventh Grade Spiritual Formation!" Kong Kong's expression changed drastically afterwards, and the distance between them had been pulled further and further by Mo Fan.

  Thinking of this kind of formation technique that uses itself as the eye of the formation and moves with the formation, he, the first genius in the world, has never heard of it!

   "My lord, I can't stop you!"

   Several Martial Kings on the side followed Kong Kong, their expressions somewhat helpless.

  Mo Fan's methods are so weird that he can even arrange a mobile formation, which is equivalent to carrying a tortoise shell with him.

   Coupled with his terrifying speed, non-Martial Emperors cannot match him.

   Kong Kong's face was gloomy: "Keep chasing, keep blocking!"

   "Even if it is a seventh-grade spirit array, it still needs to consume spirit stones! I don't believe that his spirit stones are inexhaustible!"

   "You guys remember it for me, even if you fill it with your life, you have to fill up this holy elephant smashing into the sky for me!"

  The empty words seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, which made people feel chills.

  He asked everyone to consume Mo Fan with their lives!

  But at the moment when Emperor Lanyan was fighting with the Empress, Kong Kong was the most noble existence among all the people present.

   They had to follow orders.

  The court of the Blue Flame Empire sanctioned those who disobeyed orders with extremely cruel and ruthless methods. How could they dare to disobey?

  Death at Mo Fan's hands means that they are alone, and the family can still be taken care of. If they become deserters, not only they will die, but the whole family will be wiped out!

   After calculating the gains and losses in their hearts, the people who had been forced away by the mammoth rushed forward bravely!

  Headed by the three Martial Kings, more than a dozen Martial Venerables and dozens of Grand Masters are trying their best to stimulate the True Qi, which is also a huge force.

  Mo Fan's expression sank when he saw this. He didn't expect the people of the Blue Flame Empire to have such a strong executive power. They were able to bravely rush forward despite the inevitable situation.

   I have some admiration for these people, but also some headaches.

  As Kong Kong said, although the seventh-grade spiritual array is powerful, its consumption is also huge.

  Mo Fan is consuming tens of thousands of spirit stones every minute and every second.

  Because he was moving, he couldn't arrange the Spirit Gathering Formation to replenish the consumption of this sacred elephant hitting the sky formation, so he could only use spirit stones to carry it hard.

  If Fu Qing hadn’t come back from China this time and given Mo Qingkuang a helping hand, the spirit stone savings on Mo Qingkuang’s body would not even be enough for Mo Fan to last for a minute.

  The energy group gathered in front of many people bursting with true energy blocked the giant mammoth, and indeed greatly increased its consumption.

  Mo Fan could only grit his teeth and keep throwing spirit stones to maintain the power of the sacred elephant hitting the sky, so as not to be destroyed by their continuous offensive.

  He could feel that there were even many Grandmasters of the Holy Elephant Striking Formation who were not strong enough to threaten, and chose to attack at the cost of self-detonation.

   "Bang bang bang..."

  The sound of human body exploding, the sound of true energy exploding, and the sound of energy colliding can be heard endlessly!

  Mo Fan rushed out of the encirclement while crushing the wreckage and bones on the ground.

   The movable sacred elephant crashing into the sky is like a terrifying meat grinder, which will absorb countless lives wherever it passes.

  But after breaking through the encirclement, the sacred elephant crashing into the sky also appeared damaged, and the spirit stones that Mo Fan could use were about to bottom out.

   Not only that, but the mammoth was even more so after being hit by a large number of attacks.

  The momentum took a turn for the worse, and he no longer had the invincible ability to move forward.

  Mo Fan didn't dare to stay. He consumed so many spirit stones just to break through the encirclement. If he was left behind.

  Even if he can arrange a formation to save his life, he will surely perish when the Martial Emperor arrives.

  His possession time is limited, and he cannot waste a single bit of it.

   Fortunately, the enemies on this side are only part of it, and the enemies behind him are also thrown away by him for a certain distance, otherwise it might not be possible to rush out.

   With a light wave of his arm, the majesty smashed into the sky and dispersed. Mo Fan was panting heavily, like a drowning man who had just been fished out of the water.

  Controlling millions of seals to move with him is extremely exhausting, and there must be no mistakes.

  Even with Mo Fan's current soul power, he still feels extremely tired.

   Hastily stuffed a few recovery pills into the entrance, feeling better, Mo Fan continued to rush forward.

   Before he could take two steps, a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, and an extremely sharp aura pierced his head.

  Mo Fan subconsciously retreated more than ten feet backward.

   "Boom—"

   A huge roar exploded, and the air surged in front of Mo Fan, and smoke and dust rose everywhere!

  The dust fell slightly, and Mo Fan vaguely saw that a golden command flag was planted where he had been before until it lost its handle.

  The battle flag was fluttering, and there was a large blood-red character on it: die!

  A middle-aged man with a pale complexion and blood-red eyes descended from the sky and landed on the top of the huge battle flag.

  The middle-aged man exuded a feminine aura from the inside out, cold and gloomy, like a dead body in the mortuary, without a trace of life.

  Only the aura exuded from him made the blood coagulate.

   "Banner Emperor Han Sen!"

  Mo Fan's face was as sinking as water, Han Sen, one of the four emperors of the Blue Flame Empire.

  Blue Flame Empire certainly has more than four Martial Emperors, there are nearly twenty of them.

  But the so-called Four Emperors are the top powerhouses of the Mesozoic Era. They are Banner Emperor Han Sen, Yan Emperor Qiu Kun, Ning Xian's father Ming Emperor Ning Shen, and the Crown Prince Lan Yun who was guarding Liyan Town before.

  Among them, Lan Yun Prince Lan Yun is the most powerful, and even the seventh-rank Martial Emperor, and the other three are all above the fifth rank.

   Now the first person to come and appear in front of Mo Fan is Banner Emperor Han Sen!

  Han Sen is the fifth-rank Martial Emperor, holding two large flags in his hands, called the Yin-Yang Life and Death Banner, with new characters written on one side and dead characters written on the other.

  When the flag of life is raised, there is life but no death, and it must be captured alive.

  When the flag of death comes out, there is death and there is no life, and it must be killed.

  Han Sen used the death flag this time, which shows how strong his murderous heart is.

  After the dust settled, Mo Fan finally saw Han Sen's lifeless face clearly.

  Han Sen's lifeless eyes also fell on Mo Fan, and bloodthirsty stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick his lips: "Master of the seventh rank, you can still avoid my blow, interesting."

  Mo Fan only felt that there was a vast sea of ​​blood in front of him, and his whole body was enveloped by the aura of killing, making his hands and feet cold and his movements a little slow.

  (end of this chapter)