Chapter 643: The Demon Emperor Escapes, the Demigod Is Frivolous

"So strong!"

The seven alien emperors sighed in unison.

Although they were all at the peak of martial saints, Mo Fan's strength was far higher than theirs.

When the seven of them joined together, even a demigod could resist one or two moves, but they could not stop Mo Fan.

They were simply shocked.

"We can't let him get to Penglai Island! Chase him!"

The Purple Alien Emperor was anxious, and the seven people chased him again.

But he had been pulled far away by Mo Fan.

In fact, Mo Fan was not feeling well either. The continuous high-intensity attacks caused internal injuries in his body.

The combined strength of the seven alien emperors was extraordinary. After all, he was only at the peak of martial saints. If he wanted to defeat them, he had to fight hard.

It was impossible to defeat them in a short time.

Mo Fan could only choose to use his injuries to force them to retreat and buy time for himself to get to Penglai Island.

Now he had severe pain in his chest and abdomen. The true qi continued to heal his internal organs, but the pain was still unbearable.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Fan flew forward.

Under his feet was the Ten Thousand Deaths Castle, and the crack in the avenue was just in front of him.

The ghosts in the Ten Thousand Deaths Castle felt a strong alien aura passing overhead, and all flew into the sky to block it.

But they were swept down by Mo Fan's stick, and their souls flew away, with countless casualties.

But they were still not afraid, and rushed up fearlessly.

"These things are really annoying!"

Mo Fan had a headache, and a golden energy bell enveloped him, and he no longer fought back.

He let countless wandering souls hit the golden bell, making a melodious bell sound.

Mo Fan's speed remained unchanged, and he went straight to the crack in Penglai Fairy Island.

Most of those who stayed in the Ten Thousand Deaths Castle were no more than the eighth-grade martial saints, and their strength was not a threat to Mo Fan now.

Mo Fan only needed basic defense to easily break through the siege.

Getting closer and closer.

The crack in Penglai Fairy Island was on the seabed, but in the alien world, it appeared in the sky.

The crack was closed by the power of the Heavenly Dao activated by the Heavenly Sword, forming a translucent light curtain.

The water was rippling and shadows were everywhere.

The seven alien emperors behind him were chasing him like maggots.

Mo Fan rushed straight into the crack and shouted: "I am the Great Sage Mo Fan!"

It was just a pity that there was no response from the other side of the crack.

The Heavenly Secret blocked most of Mo Fan's perception, and he couldn't even sense the existence of anyone on the other side of the crack.

"What's going on?" Mo Fan was stunned, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

The major holy places took it as their responsibility to guard the cracks in the Heavenly Dao, and there would be powerful forces stationed at the cracks at any time to prevent foreign races from attacking.

But Mo Fan actually felt that there was no one on the other side of the crack in the Heavenly Dao.

Could it be that something happened to Penglai Fairy Island, and the original power on the island was no longer controllable, so they had to transfer the power guarding the crack?

The power guarding the crack was so important that it could be said to be the foundation of the existence of the holy land.

The loss of composure was so serious that it was more important than guarding the crack.

Mo Fan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He remembered what the Red Alien Emperor had said before, the plan to rescue the Demon Emperor.

Could it be that they have succeeded?

The Demon Emperor has been rescued by them?

If it weren't for this, how could Penglai Fairy Island mobilize all its forces?

"Did the worst result still happen..." Mo Fan's face was ugly, and his speed increased sharply.

He was also from Tianhan Continent. The power of the Heavenly Dao had almost no obstacles to him. With just one impact, he passed through the barrier of the crack.

"Hua Hua Hua——"

After passing through the barrier, Mo Fan felt a strong energy fluctuation.

The water surged, like the splashes in a boiling pot.

Mo Fan frowned.

This was at the bottom of the sea. According to common sense, water is relatively still.

What kind of power can stir up the endless water in the sea?

He did not dare to neglect it and rushed straight to the sea surface.

The closer he got to the sea surface, the more he felt the fierce energy collision.

The space vibrated and the waves surged.

He sensed the existence of dozens of martial saints, including no less than twenty high-level martial saints, and three peak martial saints.

What shocked him even more was that there were two more than the peak martial saints.

Transcends to the level between God and Saint.

Demigod!

Mo Fan was shocked.

Two demigods!

The Demon Emperor has escaped. Besides him, there is another demigod!

He rushed out of the water and saw a shocking scene.

The three peak martial saints, Pingtian Dasheng, Lietian Dasheng, and Chongling Shengshi, were covered with wounds and their breath was disordered.

Behind them, there were also a group of saints with broken limbs and bleeding.

Countless blood fell on the sea, but no marine creature dared to swallow it.

Because there was a more powerful existence in the sky.

Opposite Pingtian Dasheng and others, a young man with disheveled hair and evil spirit was confronting them.

He exuded powerful energy, his eyes were red, and he smiled coldly.

Mo Fan's pupils suddenly shrank. The young man turned out to be Mo Qingkuang!

How could Mo Qingkuang be here?

How could he confront Pingtian Dasheng and others?

How could he reach the realm of demigod?

A series of questions arose in Mo Fan's mind.

He leaped up and came to Mo Qingkuang: "Mo Qingkuang! What are you doing?"

Seeing Mo Fan suddenly appear, everyone was stunned.

Mo Qingkuang's red eyes revealed a complex light, and he smiled: "Ancestor, you are back."

The smile was cold and sinister, which made Mo Fan feel extremely unfamiliar.

"Mo Fan, Mo Qingkuang has rebelled! Mo Qingkuang is the traitor!" Great Sage Pingtian shouted urgently.

"In order to maintain the prestige of the Heaven Suppressing Formation, he destroyed the Heaven Suppressing Formation and rescued the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor failed to attack the divine realm and poured the excess power into him. Now he is also in the demigod realm."

"Mo Fan, you have trained a white-eyed wolf!"

The Great Sage Pingtian sighed, with endless anger and helplessness in his tone.

Mo Fan glanced at Mo Qingkuang and heard what the Great Sage Pingtian said.

Although he didn't want to believe it, he had already guessed the truth.

No wonder he has been unable to find out the existence of the inner ghost.

It's because I never thought about Mo Qingkuang.

That person can contact the Sky Suppressing Formation, and because of his existence, the major holy places have a high degree of trust in Mo Qingkuang.

Coupled with Mo Qingkuang's unique talent as an array mage and the help of a downgraded spirit hand, there would be no objection to Mo Qingkuang entering the Sky Suppressing Formation to assist.

Moreover, Mo Qingkuang is Han Yaner's husband and his heir, so he can gain Han Su's absolute trust.

Only then can he get the news that he secretly sneaked into the alien race.

It was strange when Mo Qingkuang woke up, and Mo Fan was horrified now when he recalled it.

If Penglai Xiandao hadn't sent a signal for help at the critical moment, he would have investigated the doubts in his heart.

It's just that things happened so suddenly that he didn't even care about Mo Qingkuang's change.

Now that we meet again, Mo Qingkuang is already standing on the opposite side of Tianhan Continent.

Mo Fan was deeply shocked.

After years of training and sharing the same destiny, could they actually cultivate such an opponent?

Behind Mo Qingkuang, a white-haired evil man was just watching on the wall, as if watching a lively event.

What surprised Mo Fan even more was that the man looked exactly like Mo Fan himself.