Chapter 415 The Murderer, War Emperor Mofan!

In front of Lin Yang and others, Mo Fan said nothing, and his face was already in tears. It was obvious that he had experienced extreme sadness.

"Teacher, should we force him to confess again?" Lin Yang asked.

Mo Fan had been silent all the time, and it was obvious that he was very stubborn.

Medicine Saint looked at Mo Fan deeply and shook his head.

"Forget it, although he is against us everywhere, he is also a respectable opponent. Let's give him a quick death."

"Lin Yang, your future is the sea of ​​stars, and he is just a big stumbling block in your early growth."

"You can do it yourself and solve your knot."

Lin Yang nodded, knowing that he had lost his composure just now.

He took a step forward and whispered to Mo Fan: "Thank you for bringing me so many hardships, making me stronger! I will give you the highest respect with my strongest killer move!"

The handprint condensed rapidly, the temperature around him rose wildly, and a huge shadow appeared behind Lin Yang!

The wrath of the Flame God!

Lin Yang's strongest attack so far.

Although Mo Fan's cultivation had been sealed, he was dying, and even a light kick could kill him.

But Lin Yang still chose to use his strongest attack to express his respect for Mo Fan!

The Flame God's phantom was more solid and more powerful than before!

He pounced fiercely on Mo Fan lying on the ground!

"It's over." Lin Yang muttered to himself.

Mo Qingkuang and the mysterious man who had troubled him for two years and suppressed him for two years.

Finally solved.

The Flame God's phantom punched down fiercely, and dust and smoke rose up.

"Let's go and see if we can catch up with that Hanshu and take back the blue dream flame on him." The Medicine Saint was a little bored and ordered.

Everyone turned around and prepared to rush to the main battlefield near Ziyan City.

They were not worried about Mo Fan.

Not to mention the body of a person whose cultivation was sealed, even a primary grandmaster would be wiped out by this blow.

No one was spared!

But just as they turned around and prepared to leave.

In the smoke and dust behind them, Mo Fan's aura still did not disappear.

His momentum was rising wildly!

Fourth-grade Martial King!

Fifth-grade Martial King!

...

Ninth-grade Martial King!

First-grade Martial Emperor!

Second-grade Martial Emperor!

...

The momentum was rising very fast, breaking through the Martial King level like a hot knife through butter and entering the Martial Emperor stage.

And it has not stopped yet, it is still rising at a terrifying speed!

In Mo Fan's mind, the system prompts kept ringing.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for regaining his body and completing the main task: resurrection."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the main task of resurrection and restoring his own cultivation!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the main task of resurrection, and reward body homogenization."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the main task of resurrection, and the cultivation level is increased by three levels!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the main task of resurrection, and the reward is the first change of the seventy-two magical powers!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the main task of resurrection, and the reward is 20,000 in the sky value!"

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A series of system prompts, Mo Fan has no intention of paying attention!

He finally recovered his strength!

After many task rewards, his cultivation level has already reached the seventh-grade martial emperor.

In addition to the three levels of this reward, his cultivation level has climbed to the peak of the martial emperor before it stopped.

Only a hair's breadth away, he can enter the realm of the martial emperor.

He gently pressed his palm, and the dust in the sky seemed to be stagnant, falling to the ground one after another.

Everyone looked back, and in the air, the man who looked like a sword out of its sheath stood in the air.

He was no longer the frivolous Mo Fan, but a handsome man with white hair.

His left arm had been repaired, and the scars on his body had disappeared. He had reached a peak state!

"Not good! Lin Yang, hide quickly, let's go deal with him!" Zhou Kai noticed something was wrong at the first time.

A peak martial emperor looked very tricky.

However, with him as the eighth-grade martial emperor, he should not be afraid of him with the other three martial emperors.

If Ning Shen could help, it would be even better.

"Your Excellency Minghuang, please help!"

But before Ning Shen could reply, Mo Fan in the sky had opened his eyes.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his body had disappeared!

The next moment, Mo Fan appeared in front of Zhou Kai. Even Zhou Kai, a speed-type warrior, could not react to his speed.

Just as he wanted to resist, his whole body of true energy did not even have time to burst out.

An arm with golden light had pierced through his chest, crushing his heart!

"You..." Zhou Kai spoke with difficulty, and he lost his voice before he could say the last words of his life.

Everyone was shocked. Yu Yao, Zhu Xin and another seventh-grade martial emperor had no courage to fight Mo Fan.

Now they just wanted to escape.

In just one encounter, the eighth-grade martial emperor Zhou Kai, who was famous for his speed, died just like that!

If he and others stayed, they would probably not pose any threat to Mo Fan!

Everyone fled in all directions, leaving Ning Shen standing there in a daze, watching Mo Fan with blood flowing on his hand, at a loss.

"Who... are you?"

Ning Shen spoke with difficulty. He, a seventh-grade martial emperor, was like dust in front of Mo Fan, the peak martial emperor.

He believed that if Mo Fan attacked him, his fate would not be any better than that of the instant emperor Zhou Kai.

"Remember, the murderer is War Emperor Mo Fan!" Mo Fan glanced at him coldly.

"Ning Xian treated Qing Kuang well, and you didn't take advantage of him just now. For Qing Kuang's sake, I won't kill you! Go away."

After saying that, Mo Fan ignored him and carefully wiped the blood on his hands on Zhou Kai's clothes.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a small black gourd as black as ink appeared in his hand, with mysterious inscriptions flowing on it, exuding a strange breath.

It was the Soul Collection Pot that the system had rewarded!

It can collect souls that are on the verge of dissipation. As long as the Soul Collection Pot is not destroyed, the soul will not die!

Mo Fan's fingers moved at a very fast speed, and a stream of spiritual energy gathered in the sky, and Mo Qing Kuang's soul gradually took shape in the spiritual energy.

He was no longer able to speak and communicate like when Mo Fan first met him. He was just an unconscious soul body that was about to dissipate.

Mo Fan guided his hand, and Mo Qing Kuang's soul turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered the Soul Collection Pot.

After covering the pot, Mo Fan muttered to himself: "Don't worry, Qingkuang, I will definitely revive you!"

"Ding, trigger the main task: Revive Mo Qingkuang. Task reward: unknown."

The system added another main task for Mo Fan at the right time, which was quite humane.

But Mo Fan was no longer in the mood to pay attention to it. Now he just wanted to kill Yao Sheng, Lin Yang, Yu Yao and others, and avenge Mo Qingkuang!

The wind and thunder flashed under his feet, and Mo Fan's figure disappeared without a trace, leaving Ning Shen standing there in shock, unable to speak.

This is the real emperor!