Chapter 627: Escape
Mo Fan's soul was very large, like a towering giant.
As if without the restraint of his body, Mo Fan could enlarge and shrink his soul at will.
The huge Red Emperor, who looked ferocious and terrifying in the eyes of everyone, was like a roll in Mo Fan's hand.
He was allowed to be rounded and flattened by Mo Fan without any resistance.
A group of people were stunned. They didn't expect that Mo Fan's strength could reach this level.
The Red Emperor, who was enough to compete with the Great Sage of Peace, was so weak in his hands.
Seeing Mo Fan crush the Red Emperor bit by bit and crush it into nothingness.
The Red Emperor let out a soul-shaking scream!
That sound was the pain from the depths of the soul, which made people tremble with fear and fear.
Countless wandering souls exploded their bodies, turning into streams of mellow energy that flowed into the body of the Red Emperor, replenishing the part destroyed by Mo Fan.
At the same time, there were wandering souls constantly floating up from the Jilei Pool, more than hundreds of millions, so dense that it was shocking to see.
"Hurry up and destroy these alien races, don't let them replenish energy for the Red Alien Emperor!" Pingtian Great Sage shouted loudly.
He didn't know how long Mo Fan could last in his out-of-body battle, let alone how many alien races there were.
He only knew that as long as he destroyed these leaderless alien races as much as possible, he could help Mo Fan reduce consumption as much as possible.
It could also be a little more insurance.
All the great saints and demon kings belonging to Jilei Mountain all fought with all their strength at the command of Pingtian Great Sage.
For a time, the whole Jilei Mountain was bloody and countless souls were destroyed by the strong men of the demon race.
There were also many strong men of the demon race who fell forever in this battle.
But none of them retreated.
Since joining Jilei Mountain and knowing the existence of alien races, everyone has put life and death aside.
So the peace defense line built for them by those predecessors with their lives is also worth their lives to protect.
The resistance of those alien ghosts was not strong, and it seemed that they were the leader who was determined to save them.
They tried to dodge the attacks of the powerful people in Jilei Mountain. If they couldn't dodge, they would self-destruct in advance and sacrifice their power to replenish the Red Emperor.
Mo Fan didn't know how long he had been breaking. No matter how much of the Red Emperor's body was destroyed, it would grow back in a short time.
He felt very heavy.
Leaving the body did not consume much soul power, but continuously providing high-intensity attacks consumed too much soul power.
He was alone, and even if his soul power was strong, it was impossible to fight a war of attrition with all the aliens on this side.
That was the way to death.
Even if he was exhausted to death, these countless aliens might not be exhausted!
It couldn't be dragged on any longer.
Mo Fan gritted his teeth.
It's better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers!
His whole soul suddenly glowed with golden light, like the Dharma image of heaven and earth.
He slapped the Red Emperor hard, and Mo Fan slapped a red smoke on the devil's face.
As soon as the red smoke appeared, it seemed to panic and fled in a hurry!
How could Mo Fan let him do what he wanted?
This red smoke is the true origin of the Red Emperor. Only by hurting him can the Red Emperor be truly hurt!
He grabbed it and held the red smoke in his hand.
The red smoke did not dissipate as usual, but was like a small red snake, caught in his hand, twisting and struggling.
"Mo Fan! Ah! Let me go!"
The original demon body of the Red Emperor collapsed, leaving only this origin roar.
Indistinctly, Mo Fan could still see a lot of demon faces surging in the red smoke, densely packed, extremely terrifying.
"Let you go? Go to hell!" Mo Fan snorted coldly, and the twisted electric ball had already appeared in his other hand, approaching the red smoke.
"No! No!" The Red Emperor roared in fear and struggled hard, but was grabbed by Mo Fan.
Although he lost the Thunder World, Mo Fan still had the seeds of the Great Dao in his body, and condensing the Thunder of Heaven was no problem.
Even though it is not the same sky as the Tianhan Continent, its power cannot be underestimated.
Especially for alien races, this kind of heavenly thunder can cause fatal damage.
Chi Yihuang struggled hard, but it was useless.
Seeing that the origin of this ball of heavenly thunder was about to come into contact with him, he was afraid that if he didn't die, it would take half of his life.
Chi Yihuang was really panicked.
He really didn't expect that Mo Fan had the ability to fight with him with his soul out of his body.
He didn't expect that Mo Fan's soul power was so strong!
Enough to suppress him.
A single misstep led to eternal regret, and Chi Yihuang regretted it in his heart.
Even Pingtian Dasheng, who had been holding off with him for countless years, had never brought him such a threat.
At most, he cooperated with Fengtian Dasheng to block him outside the crack.
The ball of red smoke suddenly expanded, and sharp particles gradually emerged, piercing Mo Fan's palm with constant pain.
The tingling came from the depths of his soul, making him tremble all over.
He knew that this was Chi Yihuang's desperate resistance.
The soul power struggles with each other.
He gritted his teeth, held the red smoke tightly, and let the sharp points pierce into his soul.
He couldn't give up, he had to kill him!
"You want to kill me! Don't even think about it!" The Red Emperor roared angrily.
The red smoke exploded, and countless sharp particles flew everywhere.
Wherever it passed, whether it was the alien race or the strong men of Jilei Mountain, they were all pierced through.
Even the terrifying defense of Fengtian Dasheng was useless.
Mo Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he quickly gathered enough strength to resist. The lightning around him turned into a cage, covering himself and protecting himself.
His hands moved frantically, and countless thunders rushed out, chasing the footprints of these particles!
The desperate fight of Chi Yi Huang was fake, he was risking his life to fight for a glimmer of hope for himself.
The red particles were extremely sharp and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Even if Mo Fan found many and destroyed them with thunder, there were still many that he could not take care of.
After all, Chi Yi Huang was one of the seven emperors of the alien race. How could he be killed so easily?
Ping Tian Dasheng and others did not dare to be idle, and fully assisted Mo Fan in killing these particles.
But Chi Yi Huang's move was the same as turning into thousands of sharp arrows.
Each one was him!
As long as one escaped, he could be resurrected from the dead!
"Mo Fan, Ping Tian Dasheng! You wait for me, I, Chi Yi Huang, swear in the name of the God Clan that you will pay the price!"
Under the pool of thunder, a resentful and angry voice came.
Mo Fan's heart sank. He had actually escaped to the bottom of the thunder pool.
He was about to get up and chase him.
But he was stopped by Ping Tian Da Sheng: "Don't chase after a desperate enemy. I have never been to the depths of the alien race. It is better to be cautious to prevent accidents."
Mo Fan was unwilling, but he still stopped.
The world of the alien race is an unknown world. Even if his current strength is still higher than that of the Red Alien Emperor, he is not sure that he can be invincible.
He could only watch the Red Alien Emperor slip away and vent his anger on the alien ghosts who began to evacuate quickly.