Chapter 405: Flag Emperor Hansen

There was a mammoth above, with amazing defense. The power of the seventh-grade spiritual formation was comparable to that of a martial emperor, especially the Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation, which was mainly defensive!

The attacks of several martial king masters in front were not enough to stop the giant elephant's steps for a moment, and the bombardment on its body was no different from tickling.

Mo Fan grabbed Mo Yuntian and Han Shu with both hands, followed closely behind, and crushed the crowd in front of him.

Anyone who did not avoid was crushed into meat paste by the giant elephant.

"Seventh-grade spiritual formation!" Kong Kong's face changed drastically, and the distance between them had been pulled farther and farther by Mo Fan.

This formation method of using oneself as the center of the formation and the formation moving with the body, he, the world's first genius in formation, had never heard of it!

"Young Master, I can't stop it!"

Several martial kings followed Kong Kong, looking quite helpless.

Mo Fan's methods were so strange that he could even set up a mobile formation, which was equivalent to carrying a turtle shell with him.

In addition, with his terrifying speed, only a martial emperor could match him.

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

"Even a seventh-grade spiritual formation requires the consumption of spiritual stones! I don't believe that his spiritual stones are inexhaustible!"

"Remember this, even if you have to use your life to fill it, you have to fill this Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation for me!"

Kong Kong's words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, which made people feel cold.

He wanted everyone to use their lives to consume Mo Fan!

But at this moment, the Blue Flame Emperor was fighting with the Empress, and Kong Kong was the most noble person among all the people present.

They had to obey orders.

The Blue Flame Empire's court punished those who disobeyed orders with extremely cruel and ruthless means. How dare they disobey?

If they died in Mo Fan's hands, they would die alone, and their family would still be taken care of. If they became deserters, not only would they die, but the entire family would be destroyed!

After calculating the gains and losses, the people who were originally forced away by the mammoth elephant rushed forward fearlessly!

Led by the three martial kings, more than a dozen martial masters and dozens of grandmasters exerted their full strength to stimulate their true qi, which was also a huge force.

Mo Fan's face sank when he saw this. He didn't expect that the people of the Blue Flame Empire had such a strong execution ability. They were able to bravely rush forward even though they were in a dead end.

In addition to admiring these people, he also had a headache.

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

Mo Fan consumed tens of thousands of spirit stones every minute and every second at this moment.

Because he was moving, he could not arrange the spirit gathering formation to replenish the consumption of this holy elephant collision formation, and could only use spirit stones to bear it.

If Fu Qing hadn't come back from China this time and supported Mo Qingkuang again, the spirit stone accumulation on Mo Qingkuang's body would not even be enough for Mo Fan to last for a minute.

The energy group of many people's true qi bursting out in front of them blocked the mammoth, which indeed greatly increased its consumption.

Mo Fan could only grit his teeth and continuously release spirit stones to maintain the power of the Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation, so as not to be destroyed by their continuous offensive.

He could feel that there were even many great masters of the Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation who were not strong enough to threaten them, and chose to attack at the cost of self-destruction.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of human body explosion, the sound of true qi explosion, and the sound of energy collision were endless!

Mo Fan rushed out of the encirclement, crushing the debris and broken bones on the ground.

The movable Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation was like a terrifying meat grinder, which would absorb countless lives wherever it passed.

But after breaking through the encirclement, the Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation was also damaged, and Mo Fan's available spirit stones were about to run out.

Not only that, after enduring a large number of attacks, the mammoth was even more wounded and hit with pits and pits, and the body that was originally like a substance became much more transparent.

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

Mo Fan did not dare to stay. He had consumed so many spirit stones just to break through the encirclement. If he was left behind.

Even if he could set up a formation to save his life, he would be doomed when the Martial Emperor arrived.

His possession time was limited, and not a single bit could be wasted.

Fortunately, the enemies on this side were only a part of it, and the enemies behind were also left behind by him for a distance, otherwise they might not be able to rush out.

With a light wave of his arm, the Holy Elephant Crashing Heaven Formation was dispersed, and Mo Fan gasped for breath, like a drowning man who had just been pulled out of the water.

Controlling millions of seals to move with him was extremely mentally exhausting, and there could not be any mistakes.

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

He quickly stuffed a few recovery pills into his mouth, and felt that his condition was better, so Mo Fan continued to rush forward.

But before he could take two steps, a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, and a sharp breath came from above his head.

Mo Fan subconsciously retreated more than ten feet.

"Boom--"

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

The dust settled slightly, and Mo Fan vaguely saw that a golden flag was inserted in the position where he was before, until the handle was gone.

The battle flag fluttered, and on it was a blood-red word: Death!

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

The middle-aged man exuded a feminine aura from inside to outside, cold and gloomy, as if he was a dead body in the morgue, and looked lifeless.

Only the aura revealed by him made people feel blood coagulation.

"Flag Emperor Han Sen!"

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

The Blue Flame Empire certainly has more than four martial emperors, there are nearly twenty.

But the so-called four emperors are the top powerhouses of the Mesozoic era, namely Flag Emperor Han Sen, Rock Emperor Qiu Kun, Ning Xian's father Ming Emperor Ning Shen and the crown prince Lan Yun who previously guarded Liyan Town.

Among them, the strength of Lan Yun's prince Lan Yun is the strongest, even the seventh-grade martial emperor, and the other three are all above the fifth grade.

Now the first one to rush to appear in front of Mo Fan is Flag Emperor Han Sen!

Han Sen is a fifth-grade martial emperor, holding two large flags in his hands, named Yin-Yang Life and Death Flags, one side is written with the word life, and the other side is written with the word death.

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

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

Han Sen used the flag of death this time, which shows how strong his desire to kill is.

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

Han Sen's lifeless eyes also fell on Mo Fan, and he licked his lips with a bloodthirsty red tongue: "A seventh-grade formation master can still dodge my attack, interesting."

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