Chapter 513 Calling the Referee

Feeling the endless spiritual energy pouring into his body and his cultivation improving bit by bit, Mo Fan felt indescribably comfortable.

Now is the time when he urgently needs to improve his strength. Every time his strength improves, he will have greater confidence in the future.

Mo Fan flew all the way, expanding his mind to search for the positions of other people. Any "spiritual beast" that was blind enough to provoke him was slapped into a cloud of spiritual energy and absorbed into his body.

But this space is too big.

There is no sun in the sky, but it is filled with light that appears from nowhere. Mo Fan has no idea how long he has been walking.

It's really troublesome. I don't know how Han Su is doing.

Mo Fan muttered secretly in his heart.

If he keeps looking like this, I don't know when he will find it.

Is there any way to determine their location?

Mo Fan felt a little helpless.

This is a space opened up by countless saints, and it can only be opened with a key.

So the key is the key to controlling this space.

And the key is in the hands of the referee.

The referee is the Saint Linyuan.

Mo Fan suddenly summoned his true energy and shouted loudly: "Linyuan Saint? Linyuan Saint?"

Linyuan Saint was a little upset because he failed to arbitrate the Grandmaster's battle, and was a little absent-minded about arbitrating the Martial Emperor's battle.

Hearing Mo Fan's shout, his brows slightly frowned.

In theory, the referee cannot communicate with the participants, and can only be a spectator to determine the victory or defeat on the battlefield.

But the referee with the key in hand naturally has the ability to spy on the entire space.

Why would the nominal ally Monkey King, who had only communicated with him once through a secret letter, call him?

Linyuan Saint didn't know, but he still kept the principle of being an arbitrator and didn't answer.

Mo Fan knew that Linyuan Saint could hear him, but he didn't want to answer him.

He said again: "Linyuan Saint, we are allies, I provided you with his information!"

"If you don't come out again, do you believe I will expose this matter?"

Linyuan Saint was slightly stunned when he heard this. Is this guy so familiar?

Obviously they have never met, and there is a huge gap in strength between them, how dare he threaten me?

However, under the eyes of the masters of the seven holy places, the Saint Linyuan could not expose the scandal.

After all, the Medicine Saint was also very popular back then, and his alchemy skills were unparalleled in the world. Countless people have received his favor.

The most famous strong man among them is the Saint Hanhai of Penglai Fairy Island.

Although the Saint Hanhai will not completely tear his face with the Lord of Medicine God Mountain for the Medicine Saint, it will not be so convenient to deal with the Medicine Saint Linyang and others in the future.

Now everyone is in a tacit understanding of secret conduct, which gives him some almost crushing advantages.

After a moment of silence, the Saint Linyuan glanced around.

Several saints immersed their souls in the battlefield they arbitrated.

The other two saints who failed to arbitrate were also waiting boredly on the side.

Fortunately, as a ninth-grade alchemist, he has a strong soul power, and it is not easy to be discovered if he makes some small movements secretly.

This is also what he wants to rely on in the Grandmaster Battle.

Seeing that no one is paying attention to him, the Saint Linyuan carefully sent out a divine thought: "Great Sage Equal to Heaven, what advice do you have? Calling the referee without authorization will result in a forfeit."

Seeing that the Saint Linyuan finally responded, Mo Fan did not care about his threat, but smiled and said: "We are all family, don't care about these details, can't we chat?"

"What exactly do you want to do? Don't think that your words can have much value. I am not fooling around casually." The Saint Linyuan said coldly.

He was a little worried that Mo Fan would use these things to make excessive demands on him.

Mo Fan shook his head: "I know much more than this, but I overestimated your strength. You can't even deal with a little Saint Yunluo and the immature Lin Yang. I really don't know how you became the Lord of the Holy Land!"

"You! Do you believe that I can kill you in this battlefield of the Emperor of Martial Arts, and they can't find any mistakes!" The Saint Linyuan threatened.

Mo Fan's realm is really easy to give people an illusion. What qualifications does a second-grade martial emperor have to talk to the Lord of Medicine God Mountain like this?

Facing the threat of the Saint Linyuan, Mo Fan did not comment and was not worried at all.

Even though his current strength is still significantly lower than that of the Saint Linyuan, it is not that he has no power to fight back.

After all, the Saint Linyuan is an alchemist, not a high-level saint who focuses on fighting, and his combat power is relatively weaker.

If the Saint Linyuan attacks him, he is confident that he can notify the outside world before being killed.

After all, there is also a small world of extremely high quality in his body.

"Don't waste your energy. Did you carefully arrange plans again and again to deal with Lin Yang and the Medicine Saint around him, but they were all strangely resolved?"

"A foolproof and seamless arrangement still failed?" Mo Fan asked.

"How do you know?" The Saint Linyuan was slightly stunned.

He has tried to arrange for the saints and saints of the entire Medicine God Mountain to challenge Lin Yang in turn, regardless of life or death.

But Lin Yang would rather admit defeat than fight.

Later, he tried to pass the trial of the Medicine God Realm and let Han Shu lead other saints to surround and kill Lin Yang. Yan Zhi risked her life to save him, and Lin Yang broke through again and again.

Lin Yang's strength now is not at a level that can be easily manipulated even among the saints of Medicine God Mountain.

And that crazy woman Yunluo stuffed all kinds of elixirs into Lin Yang's mouth like they were free, and Lin Yang's cultivation soared like a rocket.

But I don't know what method was used. Lin Yang's foundation was not shaken by such a large amount of tonic medicine, but became deeper.

This made the Saint Linyuan very puzzled.

In fact, he didn't know that while the Saint Yunluo was frantically giving Lin Yang elixirs, the Medicine Saint was also using inhuman means to train Lin Yang.

Lin Yang's own potential had already been fully developed in high-intensity training. The so-called tonic was not just about speeding up recovery through elixirs.

Mo Fan laughed: "Are you still a little afraid of the news leaking out, and the old friends of the Medicine Saint are putting pressure on you, so you dare not do too much?"

"Not only that, the bitch Yunluo has secretly contacted no less than three saints to protect him. Otherwise, when I received your news, whether it was true or not, I could find a reason to crush them and their master and apprentice at will." The Saint Linyuan snorted coldly.

When he received the news from Mo Fan, he had thought of finding a random excuse to deal with Lin Yang, but Saint Yunluo had already prepared and had secretly contacted several saints for protection.

When he wanted to take action, there were several obscure saints' auras that frightened him, so he could only choose to solve it through the younger generation.