Chapter 423: Four Holy Spirit Formation, Divine Fragrance Purple Fire
Chapter 423 Four Holy Spirit Formation, Divine Incense Purple Fire
The eyes of Saint Yunluo are full of indifference. In her eyes, Mo Fan is already a dead person.
Although he leapfrogged and killed Emperor Yunxiao, it was shocking.
Although he just saved his life under his own blow.
But the Martial Saint is a Martial Saint after all, not something that the Martial Emperor level can contend with.
Only when one reaches the level of a martial sage can one be considered to have completely separated from a mortal body and become a higher-level being.
This is also the reason why the medicine saint can survive for so many years after losing his body, and he can even use his strength to fight.
Not only because of his strong soul power, he is a ninth-grade pharmacist, but also because he was once a strong martial saint.
Mo Fan looked at the spurting pale aura, and the ghosts rushed out.
That is a manifestation of the temperature has reached an extremely high level.
As a ninth-rank pharmacist, Saint Yunluo is naturally a fire spirit warrior, and her attack explosive power is extremely terrifying.
Especially as a pharmacist, the temperature control is also frightening.
The incandescent flame has the ability to burn everything.
The flames released by her Martial Saint cultivation base are not much worse than the flames of different species.
Mo Fan didn't dare to take it hard, and he didn't care about the scorching heat in his body, so he increased his speed to the extreme.
Stepping on the wind and thunder steps, the entire space is full of afterimages of Mo Fan's body, making it impossible to tell the real from the fake.
Seeing Mo Fan turned into thousands of afterimages, Saint Yunluo let out a soft "Huh".
Immediately showed a look of great interest.
With a slight flick of the finger, the flame that had burned to deathly white changed its direction and went straight to one of the figures in front of it.
Perhaps for ordinary people, each of these afterimages of Mo Fan is like a real body.
However, the soul power of a ninth-rank pharmacist is so great, and he is still a ninth-rank pharmacist in its heyday.
The current soul power of Saint Yunluo can be said to be stronger than that of Medicine Saint.
Mo Fan's real body position was determined almost instantly, and the flames rushed away, and all the shadows along the way were incinerated into nothingness.
Mo Fan, who fled extremely quickly, was choking on blood from his mouth and nose, and the blood spilled all over the ground, but he didn't care about it.
Being discovered by the Saint Yunluo, Mo Fan had expected it a long time ago.
The flames rushed from behind him, and he could only run away desperately.
He can’t die here, the medicine sage hasn’t died yet, Lin Yang hasn’t died yet, Mo frivolous hasn’t been resurrected yet, and his wife hasn’t married yet.
No matter what, you can't die here!
But how can the attack of the martial arts master be easily dodged, seeing that the pale flames are about to catch up with him.
Mo Fan knew that Saint Yunluo hadn't done his best yet.
She made the common mistake of all strong people, standing high above the world.
She thinks that Mo Fan is just a trick that can be easily caught, so she doesn't go all out when she makes a move.
Mo Fan gritted his teeth and threw out the Zhenyuan pen forcefully.
The Zhenyuan pen spun rapidly in the air, and the wolf hair scattered and turned into dots.
The phantoms all over the mountains and plains lit up, turning into countless light spots.
These light spots converged to form a vivid white tiger, which was extremely powerful and mighty.
The white tiger roared up to the sky, and suddenly the strong wind howled, flying sand and rocks, and dark clouds.
The pale flames that followed Mo Fan were slammed down by him.
A puff of blue smoke slowly rose up, which actually burned the entire space until it cracked, but it was still able to defuse the blow.
Mo Fan still fled crazily, and the afterimages behind him were combined into holy beasts under the guidance of Zhenyuan Brush.
Suzaku who breathes flames, Xuanwu who steps on waves, and green dragon who swallows clouds and mist!
The four holy beasts gathered together to protect the younger generation for Mo Fan.
"Eight-Rank Formation Master... No wonder."
Seeing that his attack was once again deflected by Mo Fan, Saint Yunluo's expression finally changed a little.
No wonder he was able to leapfrog and kill Zhan Yunxiao. It turned out that Mo Fan was an eighth-rank formation mage.
The four holy beasts in front of them are each as high as a thousand feet.
The green dragon Suzaku hovers in the sky, and the white tiger Xuanwu guards on the ground.
The power emitted by each of them is no less than that of a strong Emperor Wu.
This is Mo Fan's biggest killer.
A dismantled version of the Ninth Rank Formation and the Four Holy Spirit Formation!
Four holy spirit formations are rank nine formations, and the holy beasts they summon are comparable to martial saints, and there are still four of them.
It is one of the most powerful attacking arrays in the world.
It's just that his cultivation is temporarily not enough to support him in arranging the Ninth Grade Spirit Array.
In order to save his life, Mo Fan had to use an unimaginable understanding of the battle method to split the ninth-rank and four-spiritual formation into four eighth-rank spiritual formations of Qinglong Baihu Suzaku Xuanwu.
Each one has the power of Emperor Wu!
Especially in the White Tiger Spirit Formation, perhaps because I own a white tiger, I am deeply impressed and most familiar with it.
The white tiger spirit summoned by the white tiger spirit array possesses the form of the white tiger, and its strength is also the strongest.
Combined with the bonus of Shangzhen Yuanbi, it is comparable to the sixth-rank Emperor Wudi.
It is also because of these four eighth-rank spiritual formations that the true energy in Mo Fan's body has been completely emptied, and the frequent large-scale condensation of magic seals consumes an astonishing amount.
The true qi in the meridians was also searched to the last drop.
Mo Fan's face was like gold paper, panting heavily.
With every breath he took, the aura within a radius of ten miles was stripped from the air by him and inhaled into his abdomen in one breath.
His complexion will be a little better now.
Then use these auras to maintain escape forward, and then breathe to absorb aura.
So back and forth, Mo Fan's body is a machine that is constantly overloaded.
Blood oozes from the pores.
Why doesn't Mo Fan know that such behavior will cause great damage to himself?
But how could he care so much at this moment, he didn't dare to stop for a moment.
To stop is to die.
His purpose is very clear, through the little obstacles of the Four Holy Spirit Formation, he escaped to the territory of the demon country in the short time he won.
If Saint Yunluo dares to chase after him again, the great sage of the Yaozu will definitely stop him.
It's not to help Mo Fan, but the two monster races have their own territories, so naturally they don't allow the strongest of other races to easily set foot.
When the time comes, you will be safe.
The soul of the saint Yunluo has been locked on Mo Fan who is far away.
The four holy beasts in front of him cover the sky and block out the sun, with a terrifying aura.
"Do you think these few paper tigers can hinder me?"
Sage Yun Luo snorted coldly.
With her petite body as the center, purple flames filled the sky, turning the entire space into a sea of purple flames.
At the same time, it is also accompanied by a faint fragrance, filling the world.
This is her natal flame!
Shenxiang Zihuo!
She is endowed with extraordinary talents. It is said that purple fire fell from the sky when she was born, and the fragrance is wafting across thousands of miles.
Shenxiang Zihuo, this kind of strange fire from heaven, has been stored in her body since she was a child, and she was not fully awakened until she became a saint and ascended to the holy land.
Strictly speaking, its power is even higher than that of the medicine sage's Hell Demon Flame.
She used Shenxiang Zihuo, obviously she was going to do it for real.
I saw the purple fire emanating from the sky, filling the sky with a sea of flames, encompassing the entire world.
Everywhere you look is purple.
Mo Fan didn't have the heart to command the Four Holy Spirit Formation at all, and the Four Holy Beasts instinctively launched a counterattack.
Xunfeng, yin water, raging fire, cloud and thunder merged into one, bursting out with golden light, and bombarded away against the spreading purple sea of fire.
(end of this chapter)