I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

Chapter 570: Evil Spirits Are Afraid of Fire

Not only that, taking advantage of the opportunity that the Great Sage of Moving Mountains was entangled, there were countless wandering souls of the Wuwang and Wuhuang levels who were not afraid of death and attached themselves to them, absorbing the flesh and blood of the Great Sage of Moving Mountains.

Mo Fan was shocked. The Mountain-Moving Sage was a real fifth-grade Martial Saint. Although he was not fast, his defense was unparalleled. Even if he wanted to break through, he would have to use all his means.

How could a mere wandering soul at the level of a Martial Emperor cause so much damage to him?

Mo Fan sensed that the aura of the wandering soul that was devouring the arm of the Great Sage was rising steadily, almost breaking through the shackles of the Martial Saint and becoming a Martial Saint-level alien.

He was so anxious that he wanted to rush over to rescue him.

But the Great Sage Pingtian stepped out and stopped him: "Don't underestimate any great sage."

I saw the Mountain-moving Great Sage drinking heavily at himself, suddenly grabbing his shoulder, and tearing off the arm that was absorbed by the wandering soul at the shoulder level.

The blood splattered and looked shocking.

There was not much flesh and blood left in that arm, and the white bones were exposed, and the shape was terrifying.

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

Mo Fan finally understood how this Bone City was formed. It turned out that the aliens only devoured flesh and blood and did not invade the bones.

The Great Sage of Moving Mountains threw the torn off arm to the ground, raised his feet like optimizing jade pillars and stepped on it hard.

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

The countless wandering souls attached to the Great Sage of Moving Mountains were shaken gently by him, and they all fell down.

Then he used his remaining arm to crush the wandering souls one by one.

"The Great Sage of Moving Mountains, step back for a moment!" The Great Sage of Potian leaped in front of the Great Sage of Moving Mountains and signaled him to retreat and recuperate from his injuries.

Unexpectedly, the bloodthirsty eyes of the Mountain-moving Great Sage were like two red lanterns hanging dozens of feet in the sky. He roared loudly: "I haven't killed enough bears yet! This little injury is nothing!"

After saying that, he pushed the Great Sage Po Tian away and pushed forward with his only remaining arm and indestructible feet, making him invincible.

His body was riddled with bites, but these aliens also completely angered him.

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

After all, he is the Great Sage of the Monster Clan, and he is born with strong vitality. The more painful the injury, the more it can stimulate the bloodthirsty fighting spirit of the Great Sage.

Mo Fan nodded when he saw this. It was true. He saw the Mountain-Moving Sage fighting more fiercely, but he rarely encountered the same dilemma just now.

And while he was wandering away, an extremely terrifying and bloody aura rose up between the heaven and the earth.

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

"An old friend is here." The Great Sage Pingtian murmured in a low voice, "I may not be able to take care of you for a while. Please pay attention to your own safety."

From the deepest pit before, a group of wandering souls as scarlet as blood slowly flew out.

That group of wandering souls not only has the color of an unusual wandering soul, but also has an aura that suppresses all things, as if it is the emperor of a foreign race.

That momentum was no weaker than that of the Great Sage Pingtian, and was even more bloodthirsty and violent.

"Great Sage Pingtian, are you looking for death?"

This was the first time Mo Fan heard a foreigner speak human language, and his speech was quite standard.

This blood-red alien race should have learned it when they invaded Tianhan Continent.

After countless years, one can imagine how powerful this alien race must be.

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

"Kill another incense stick and evacuate immediately!"

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

The blood-red wandering soul also let out a sharp scream, and countless wandering souls were broken, merged, and reorganized for a while!

The reorganized wandering souls were even more powerful, and in the blink of an eye, they were able to forcibly create more than a dozen alien ghosts at the martial saint level.

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

They all devoured their companions and grew to such an extent. It is not known whether they will exist permanently or merge temporarily.

If it were to exist permanently and be able to mass produce so many powerful warriors, the talents of the foreign races would be too unparalleled.

Every great sage of the monster race has a saint-level alien entangled with him.

The battle situation has become stalemate this time!

However, these demon sages were not willing to fight. They only made slight contact with them and then retreated, focusing mainly on other wandering souls and the pits where wandering souls kept emerging.

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

The Great Sage Pingtian fought with that group of blood-red wandering souls, causing the sky and the earth to change color and shine in all directions.

Mo Fan's face looked a little ugly, where did he promise to protect me?

There was no one around him now, but hundreds of aliens surrounded him.

These alien races have gone through a series of devouring evolutions, and have generally reached the Martial Emperor realm or above. There are even more than a dozen Martial Emperor level beings surrounding him.

"Any evil thing should be afraid of fire, right?" Mo Fan murmured to himself, moving the fingers of one hand together, and the seals flew out from the sight, disappearing in the space, connecting the world.

The other hand waved the golden cudgel, which was as airtight as a fan, moving up and down, blocking all the aliens.

Anyone who touches the whirlwind-like golden hoop will be crushed into powder.

Even if a little energy is swallowed up by other alien races to grow stronger, it will not pose a threat to Mo Fan in a short time.

After all, no saint-level alien race has noticed him.

Mo Fan is now even more proficient in formations. In just a few breaths, a ninth-grade sky fire spirit formation is set up.

However, there is no spiritual energy here. Even if the spirit formation is set up, it cannot be activated. Even if a spirit gathering formation is set up for it to continue, it will be useless. You have to provide spirit stones for consumption.

Mo Fan looked at the top-grade spirit stones in the Xumi ring with some heartache, but still gritted his teeth and threw a handful out.

The spirit stones fell into the space and were quickly swallowed up by the sky fire spirit formation under Mo Fan's guidance.

The sky fire spirit formation was officially activated, and the terrifying golden flames soared into the sky, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles!

Mo Fan stopped swinging the iron rod and stopped protecting himself.

All the aliens who rushed in were burned to ashes by the golden flames, and their souls were destroyed!

The power of the ninth-grade spiritual formation was so strong that it was unimaginable. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree for these aliens to break through.

Mo Fan's guess was right. These evil spirits were really afraid of fire.

No wonder Lin Yang could become the chosen one and the savior of Tianhan Continent.

Lin Yang, who possessed the blue dream flame in the later period, was simply a killer on the battlefield of aliens!

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