Chapter 406: Large Turtle Shell Formation

Mo Fan hurriedly ran the Soul Nourishing Sutra, aware of the throbbing feeling in his heart. His true energy gathered all over his body, and he quickly thought about how to escape from the hands of this fifth-grade Martial Emperor.

But Han Sen wouldn't give him another chance to think about it. He couldn't kill a third-level Martial King with one strike, which made him very unhappy.

If the other three saw it, he would probably have to endure ridicule.

With a cold snort, he turned over and kicked the dead flag handle on the ground with an extremely graceful gesture.

The death flag raised up the sky and filled the sky with dust, like an arrow from a bow string, heading straight towards Mo Fan's door.

Mo Fan only felt that his whole body was locked by a qi machine, and even the Wind and Thunder Steps under his feet were difficult to perform, as if he was nailed to the ground.

Already locked!

As soon as Mo Fan gritted his teeth, his true energy exploded, and an energy that was too powerful to be compared to the realm of King Wu spurted out.

The fingerprints in his hands condensed, and a high-spirited dragon roar pierced the Qiongxiao!

Dragon capturer!

The golden dragon is nearly a hundred feet long and vivid, as if it were real.

This is the first time Mo Fan has used it with all his strength. The ultimate dragon-capturing hand is displayed with his third-grade Martial King cultivation, which is actually comparable to the powerful Martial King!

Seeing the golden dragon appear, Han Sen was slightly surprised and quickly made a few hand seals.

I saw the death flag rising in the wind. It suddenly grew dozens of times in size, reaching a size of seventy or eighty feet.

Coupled with the huge flag, the size is even more amazing, overwhelming!

The hundred-foot-long golden dragon climbed up, tightly wrapped the death flag, and entangled it tightly!

The sharp energy on the death flag burst out in all directions, cutting countless gaps in the dragon's body.

The terrifying collision of infuriating energy produced a harsh noise of metal cutting, which made people's eardrums hurt.

At this moment, everyone in Kongkong rushed there, feeling the powerful collision of energy, and no one dared to step forward to join the battle.

He was afraid that a trace of leaked breath could cut them off.

But they were relieved because the Banner King, one of the Four Emperors, finally arrived in time and intercepted Mo Fan.

There will be other Martial Emperors arriving one after another. When the time comes, even if Mo Fan goes against the will of heaven and uses the power of the formation to resist the Flag Emperor, he will only end up defeated in the end.

There is an insurmountable gap in strength between the third-grade Martial King and the fifth-grade Martial King, and Han Sen's martial arts are not rubbish.

In the collision between the two, Mo Fan had the upper hand.

He knew that as long as two more breaths passed, the golden dragon would be shattered by the flag.

Sure enough, after two breaths, the death flag trembled, and the sharp energy burst out more strongly. The hundred-foot-long golden dragon of true energy was cut into countless pieces and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Death Flag's momentum continued unabated, and it attacked Mo Fan again.

But Mo Fan is not afraid. He sent out the dragon capture hand just to hinder the arrival of the death flag. He only needs this period of entanglement to be enough!

He waved his hands gently, and a crystal-clear three-foot-long brush appeared in his hand. It was the Zhenyuan Pen, the artifact of the formation master, that originally belonged to Kong Kong.

Being captured in vain, Lin Yang Yao Sheng escaped, and this artifact that served the formation master naturally fell into the hands of Mo Qingkuang.

Looking at the Zhenyuan pen that Mo Fan took out and wielded like an arm, Kongkong's eyes in the distance were cracked and he wanted to bite his teeth into pieces.

The wolf hair was swayed, and the pen obediently drew a circle on Mo Fan's hand, and countless seals scattered like stars.

Then Mo Fan threw the Zhenyuan Brush into the air amid the lightning and flint.

The Zhenyuan pen was suspended in mid-air and spinning wildly, and a strong wave of spiritual energy spread.

The stars in the space are connected to each other one by one.

Finally, when Mo Fan said "rise", they gathered into the shape of a turtle shell!

The points composed of countless dharma seals are connected into lines, and then outlined into surfaces, and finally formed!

It is becoming more and more solid and thicker!

The death flag came, and the sharp flag tip pierced the turtle shell hard!

"bite!"

There was no devastating breakthrough as imagined, but it was firmly resisted and bounced far away after a moment!

Han Sen flew forward and held the flicked death flag in his hand. The murderous aura that was so strong that it was almost substantial was firmly locked on the translucent tortoise shell that had completely enveloped Mo Fan and Hanshu Mo Yuntian.

"Big turtle shell array?"

Kong Kong and others also recognized it, the giant tortoise shell formation with the strongest defense among the seventh-grade spiritual formations!

Imitating the tortoise shell pattern of Xuanwu, only extracting its defensive ability, without any offensive characteristics, solid defense, as long as the spiritual energy supply is sufficient, even the seventh and eighth-grade Martial Emperor strongmen will have to spend a lot of effort to break through.

Seeing that Han Sen's face was extremely gloomy, Kong Kong quickly reminded: "Senior Flag Emperor, please attack as much as you can. This formation consumes a lot of energy. He has limited spiritual stones and cannot withstand a few hits from you!"

Hearing Kong Kong's reminder, Han Sen gave him a cold look, his blood-red eyes lifeless, and Kong Kong couldn't help but shudder.

Wei Wucha nodded, and Han Sen activated his Qi again, and the death flag in his hand rotated rapidly under the control of Qi.

The flags on the flagpole were gathered together by this violent rotation, and they fit on the flagpole.

Seen from a distance at this moment, the death flag looks like a spear, and the tip of the flag is the tip of the indestructible spear!

The spiritual energy gathered quickly, and the golden light on the tip of the spear became more and more dazzling.

Mo Fan, who was in the big tortoise shell formation, was not idle either. He stuffed a few more recovery elixirs randomly and started condensing the seal again.

Kongkong was right, the spiritual stone reserves in his body had long been exhausted, and the current large tortoise shell array was just a paper tiger, unable to withstand Han Sen's blow.

But he would not give up. Without spirit stones, there is still spirit formation, right?

A seventh-grade spirit gathering formation is worth millions of spirit stones, and it can circulate on its own to ensure the operation of the large tortoise shell formation!

The seal fell, and the spirit gathering formation took shape. Mo Fan's speed was extremely fast!

With the help of the system, almost every formation seemed to have been arranged thousands of times before.

The spiritual energy around began to gather crazily, forming a spiritual energy storm that poured into the large tortoise shell formation crazily.

Kong Kong saw this and shouted: "Not good! He is setting up a seventh-grade spirit gathering formation! Senior Han Sen, please act as soon as possible!"

"If he completes the spiritual energy cycle, it will be troublesome!"

Kong Kong's urgent urging stopped in Han Sen's ears. Although it was a bit annoying, it was reasonable.

Han Sen's long-awaited flag spear had rotated to the point where only a line could be seen clearly. The heat generated by the violent rotation in the space even rubbed out sparks.

He stood in a bow shape, raised his fist from a distance, and punched hard at the tail of the rotating flag spear!

His punch was not straight, but it was rotated again. At the moment of contact with the tail of the flag spear, his fist and arm were even twisted and deformed!

This spiral force undoubtedly strengthened the rotation of the flag spear again, and it shot out like a stream of light.

The strong sharp aura and outrageous speed cut a broken line in the space.

The tip of the flag spear pierced the translucent tortoise shell in a flash!

This attack gathered Hansen's strongest attack skills, which was comparable to that of a high-level martial emperor!