Chapter 620: Heaven's Blessing

Mo Fan felt his own powerful force, almost bursting out, destroying the world.

He took a step forward, and the earth shook and the space shattered.

Mo Fan stared at the Medicine Saint and Lin Yang behind him with cold eyes, and murderous intent burst out.

Finally possessing the power of the Martial Saint, Mo Fan's strength has changed dramatically, and he no longer needs to fight against higher levels.

The Medicine Saint, who had to use all kinds of means to restrain him before, was now like a dead body in front of him.

Because the opportunity to kill Lin Yang that Mo Qingkuang gave up because of the rescue is back!

Mo Fan's face was cold, and he slowly picked up the iron rod in his hand. Thunder flashed on it, and countless people in the small world around him chanted, like an invincible god, who would eventually bring down divine punishment!

"What does he want to do?" Pingtian Great Sage was shocked and shouted, "Mo Fan, show mercy!"

Mo Fan ignored it, but the thunder accumulated on the iron rod in his hand became more intense and violent. This stick would make the Medicine Saint and his apprentice disappear into ashes!

"Die!" Mo Fan shouted coldly, swinging the iron rod fiercely.

The Medicine Saint only felt that it was a god attacking him.

He stretched out his hand to grab Lin Yang, wanting to take him away.

But he found that it was too late, the iron rod was right in front of him.

In desperation, he could only choose to take it head-on.

His small world was full of magma and heat waves, and it forcibly supported a piece of heaven and earth in Mo Fan's thunder world.

In the flame world, there were lava beasts wandering, unconscious, and extremely powerful.

Just like the guardian god in the furnace.

He held Lin Yang with his only hand, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood bloomed in the air, turned into flames all over the sky, and attached to the lava beast.

The lava beast roared in pain, as if the origin of life was undergoing a transformation!

Countless magma blocks fell down, and the flames on the lava beast became more blazing.

Its body gradually became smaller and condensed.

The sturdy legs gradually merged into a ball of fire.

Then it turned into a creature with fire as its feet, only a few pieces of lava as armor, and its whole body was made of flames.

His head had no features, and was covered by a helmet formed by magma, revealing two scarlet burning eyes.

His momentum was terrifying, and with every move he made, sparks flew and burned the void.

"Flame Monarch!" The saints exclaimed.

The blood of the Medicine Saint was the source of life.

In order to fight against Mo Fan, he did his best, at the cost of his life, and burst out with amazing power.

Through the source of life, he forcibly transformed the life essence of the lava beast and evolved it into a higher level creature.

Flame Monarch!

The Flame Monarch is the master of the world of fire, and his strength is far above the lava beast.

The power he can burst out is extremely terrifying.

Even an eighth-grade saint would still feel very difficult when encountering the Flame Monarch.

If the Flame Lord is a mature body, it can almost rival the ninth-grade saint.

It is shocking that the Medicine Saint can use such a powerful method.

Unfortunately, he met Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's iron rod still fell without any fancy, and the Flame Lord embraced the flame and greeted it without hesitation.

"Swish-"

"Swish-"

The sound of burning flames and the sound of electric currents.

When the two came into contact, the Flame Lord, who was enough to rival the eighth-grade saint, only lasted for a moment before being smashed to pieces by a rod.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked. Is it so vulnerable? That's the eighth-grade martial saint!

Mo Fan's iron rod continued to smash the Medicine Saint, which was extremely terrifying.

The Medicine Saint's face was already gray. He had paid the price of the origin of his life, and still had no room to fight back in front of Mo Fan.

"Is he going to die?" He was a little confused and unwilling.

In the void, the Saint of Linyuan and the Saint of Lihuo must be happy to see this.

After wandering for thousands of years and struggling for several years, he and Lin Yang escaped death countless times and finally resurrected.

Lin Yang also became stronger.

He finally saw the dawn of victory, but Mo Fan and Mo Qingkuang showed up halfway and broke all his dreams.

Oh my God! Open your eyes and see why!

Seeing that Mo Fan's iron rod was about to fall on the Medicine Saint, the strong men of the Medicine God Mountain in the void couldn't help but want to help.

But they were stepped forward by the Saint Linyuan and the Saint Lihuo.

The majesty of the two generations of mountain masters frightened them and made them dare not move rashly.

The four people including the Saint Yunluo who were entangled by the Four Holy Spirits Formation rushed here desperately, trying to save the lives of the Medicine Saint and Lin Yang.

But it was too late.

Including the Great Saint Pingtian, the Saint Hanhai, the Great Saint Lietian, and the Saint Qijin, who valued the overall situation, all tried to save the lives of the Medicine Saint and his apprentice.

After all, a ninth-grade alchemist and a descendant of the God of Fire are of great significance to the entire Tianhan Continent.

No matter how deep the hatred between Mo Fan and the Medicine Saint and his apprentice is, for the sake of the continent, why can't they sit down and have a good talk?

But Mo Fan's current strength is almost not inferior to theirs, so it's not that easy to save people from Mo Fan.

In addition, Mo Fan's small world has already been opened, so terrifying, he has already taken the lead!

The roar of the thunder beast and the chanting of the electric man all shocked their hearts and minds, and their movements were also half a beat slower.

It was this half beat that made it impossible for them to save the Medicine Saint and his apprentice.

"No!"

The Saint Yunluo cried as shrilly as a cuckoo crying blood.

The next moment, Medicine Saint and Lin Yang were about to be annihilated by Mo Fan's blow, which was like a god descending from heaven.

Medicine Saint closed his eyes in despair and hugged Lin Yang tightly in his arms.

He murmured to himself: "You and I are master and apprentice, and we will die together. The destiny is not in your hands."

But at this critical moment, it seemed that the heavens heard the Medicine Saint's low murmur and sensed his unwillingness!

A flash of lightning broke through the sky, across the sky of Tianhan Continent, and also broke through the space of Jilei Mountain!

It suddenly fell down and hit Mo Fan's iron rod.

Mo Fan felt numb all over, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the golden hoop flew out of his hand.

Medicine Saint and Lin Yang miraculously survived this blow.

And Lin Yang, an invincible saint who already possessed the field of thunder, was injured by this thunder, and his blow missed, and even the weapon in his hand was shaken out.

"What's going on?" The saints were horrified. How could the Heavenly Thunder Punishment come?

This power could even hurt Mo Fan?

Mo Fan trembled all over, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the hole torn by the Thunder Punishment.

There were thunders gathering and dark clouds rolling, as if a dragon was flying.

The thunders made people feel frightened and wanted to worship.

Even the peak saints such as Pingtian Dasheng were extremely shocked.

In the endless surging thunder, powerful laws slowly condensed, and in the eyes of the people who were in disbelief, they gradually condensed into two big words:

No!