MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 564 Evil is afraid of fire

  Chapter 564 Evil spirits are afraid of fire

   Not only that, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Great Sage Moving Mountain being entangled, there are also countless wandering souls of the Wuwang Wuhuang level who are not afraid of death, attached to it, absorbing the flesh and blood of the Great Sage Moving Mountain.

  Mo Fan turned pale with shock. The Great Sage Moving Mountain is a solid fifth-rank martial sage. Although his speed is not fast, his defensive power is unparalleled. Even if he wants to break through, he needs to use all means.

  How could a mere wandering soul at the Emperor Wu level cause such great damage to him?

  Mo Fan sensed that the aura of the wandering soul that was devouring the arm of the Mountain-moving Great Sage was rising steadily, and it was almost about to break through the shackles of the Martial Saint and become a foreign race at the level of a Martial Saint.

  He was in a hurry and wanted to rush to the rescue.

   But the great sage Ping Tian stepped forward and stopped him: "Don't underestimate any great sage."

  The great sage who moved the mountain drank heavily, and suddenly grabbed his shoulder, tearing off the arm that was absorbed by the wandering soul shoulder to shoulder.

  Blood spatter looks shocking.

  The arm has not much flesh and blood left, and the bones are exposed, and the shape is terrifying.

  But the ghost did not give up any trace of flesh and blood, still attached to it and sucked greedily, but had no interest in the thick white bones.

  Mo Fan finally understood how this city of bones was formed. It turned out that the foreign race only devoured flesh and blood, and did not invade bones.

  The great sage who moved the mountain threw the torn arm to the ground, raised his feet like jade pillars, and trampled on them.

  Together with the wandering soul that was about to break through the holy realm, the entire arm was also turned into powder!

  The countless wandering souls attached to the Great Sage Moving Mountain were shaken lightly by him, and all of them fell down.

   Then he crushed those wandering spirits one by one with his remaining arm.

   "Mountain-moving Great Sage, step back for a moment!" The Great Sage Potian jumped in front of the Mountain-moving Great Sage, signaling him to step back to recuperate from his injuries.

  How could the mountain-moving great sage have bloodthirsty eyes, like two red lanterns hanging tens of feet above the sky, roaring loudly: "My old bear hasn't killed enough! This little injury is nothing!"

   After speaking, he pushed the Great Sage Potian away, relying on the only remaining arm and indestructible feet to push forward, invincible.

  His body was riddled with bites, but these alien races also thoroughly angered him.

   "Don't worry, the vitality of the Great Sage Moving Mountain is strong, and nothing will happen." The Great Sage Pingtian comforted Mo Fan.

   After all, he is a great sage of the monster clan, and his vitality is born with a strong vitality. The more painful the injury, the more bloodthirsty the fighting spirit of the moving mountain sage will be aroused.

  Mo Fan also nodded when he saw this. It was true. He saw the Great Sage Moving Mountain fight more fiercely, but he rarely encountered the same predicament just now.

   While he was wandering away, an extremely terrifying and **** aura rose between the heaven and the earth.

  Like a walker in hell, a desire to kill rose in his heart.

   "An old friend is here." The Great Sage Ping Tian whispered, "I may not be able to take care of you for a while, so please pay attention to your own safety."

  In the deepest pit before, a group of scarlet blood-like wandering souls slowly flew out.

  The group of wandering souls not only has an unusual color of wandering souls, but also has an aura of suppressing all things, as if they are the emperors among alien races.

   That aura was no weaker than that of the Great Sage Ping Tian, ​​and even more bloodthirsty and violent.

   "Ping Tian Da Sheng, are you looking for death?"

   This is the first time Mo Fan has heard a foreigner say something, and the words are quite standard.

   This blood-red foreign race should have been learned when they invaded Tianhan Continent.

   After experiencing an unknown number of years, one can imagine how powerful this alien race must be.

   Seeing him appear, the face of the Great Sage Pingtian also became serious.

   "Kill another stick of incense, and then evacuate immediately!"

  He roared loudly, and then rushed towards the blood-red wandering soul.

  The group of blood-red wandering souls also let out a sharp hiss, and countless wandering souls were broken, fused, and reorganized for a while!

  The wandering souls after reorganization were even more powerful. In a blink of an eye, more than ten ghosts of foreign races at the level of martial saints were forcibly fabricated.

  These wandering souls are huge and bright red in color. Although they are not as dark as the blood-red wandering soul, they also possess extremely powerful energy.

  They all devoured their companions and grew to such an extent that they didn't know whether they existed permanently or merged temporarily.

  If it exists permanently, and can mass-produce so many martial saints, the talent of the alien race is too heaven-defying.

  Every monster sage is entangled with a saint-level alien.

  The battle situation has become stalemate this time!

  But these great sages of the monster race are not interested in fighting, they only retreat after a little contact with them, focusing on other wandering spirits and the deep pits where wandering spirits continue to emerge.

  The main purpose is to destroy the deep pits where ghosts can continue to emerge.

  The Great Sage Ping Tian fought with the group of blood-red wandering souls, causing the world to change color and shine brightly.

  Mo Fan's face is a bit ugly, what about protecting me?

  Now there is no one around him, but hundreds of aliens surround him.

  These alien races have undergone a series of devouring evolutions, and generally have reached the level of Emperor Wu, and there are even more than a dozen existences at the level of Emperor Wu, surrounding him.

   "But all evil things should be afraid of fire, right!" Mo Fan muttered to himself, moving his fingers with one hand, and one after another, magic seals flew out from the sight, disappeared in the space, and communicated with the world.

  The other hand is waving the golden cudgel, which is as airtight as a fan, moving left and right, up and down, firmly blocking the aliens.

  Anyone who touches the whirlwind-like golden cudgel will be crushed to powder.

   Even if a little energy is swallowed up by other alien races, it will be difficult to pose a threat to Mo Fan in a short time.

   After all, no saint-level aliens have noticed him yet.

  The current Mo Fan is even more proficient in formations. He took a few breaths and completed a ninth-grade skyfire spirit formation.

  However, there is no spiritual energy here, even if the spirit array is set up, it cannot be activated, and even if another spirit gathering array is arranged for it to last, it will not help, so you have to provide your own spirit stones for consumption.

  Mo Fan glanced at the top-quality spirit stone in the Sumeru Ring with some distress, and gritted his teeth and threw a handful out.

  The spirit stone fell into the space and was quickly swallowed by the sky fire spirit array under the guidance of Mo Fan.

  The Heavenly Fire Spirit Formation was officially launched, and terrifying golden flames shot up into the sky, covering a range of hundreds of miles!

  Mo Fan stopped waving the iron rod and was no longer defending.

  Every foreign race that rushed in was burned to ashes by the golden flames, and their spirits and souls were completely wiped out!

  The power of the Ninth Grade Spirit Formation is unimaginably powerful. If these alien races want to break through it, it is no different from a mayfly shaking a tree.

  Mo Fan really guessed right, these evil spirits are really afraid of fire.

   No wonder Lin Yang can become the chosen one, the savior of Tianhan Continent.

  In the later stage, Lin Yang, who possessed Youlan Mengyan, is simply a big killer on the alien battlefield!

  (end of this chapter)