The firelight shone on Mo Fan's expressionless face. The destructive power caused by Tianyan's funeral almost destroyed the entire city. Even the soil on the surface had been pressed down and tilted in the center of the scorched sacrificial hall. !
All the believers were in the temple, even those who responded faster, they were all caught up in Mo Fan's sky flame funeral, and their running speed was not as fast as the sea of fire spread...
There is no one alive among the believers. Mo Fan himself has not counted whether there are twenty or thirty. Anyway, Lingling will count them afterward. How much money should be paid is basically indispensable!
It has to be said that the gray-clothed priests in the Black Church still have some skills. After the Tianyan Funeral wiped out all the soldiers and crab generals, four gray-clothed priests used the defense of rock magic and their own magic tools to slightly escape the disaster. The severely burned body fled in the other direction of the sacrificial hall, running very fast.
Mo Fan ignored those half-baked, half-dead things of the Black Church level. Anyway, the sea of fire at Tianyan's funeral would last for some time, and no matter how hard he struggled, he would be burned into charred corpses.
Mo Fan sped up and passed through the sea of fire that burned more than ten meters high, staring at the four gray priests who escaped.
One is 900, two are 1,800, three are 2,700, and four are 36 million!
Run, where can you run for me? ?
"Giant Shadow Nail-Pear Thorn!"
After Mo Fan passed through the sea of fire, he immediately created the method of darkness. There were giant shadow nails like swords on the fingers of both hands, and he threw them into the air.
The trajectory of the pear thorn is not a straight line, it can even appear in the blind spot where Mo Fan needs it. After Mo Fan slightly caught up with the 36 million... er, the four gray priests, he directly threw the six pear thorns into the darkness. In the area!
After turning a corner, Mo Fan's eyes immediately locked onto a gray-clothed priest whose legs were severely burned.
"go!"
Two pear thorns suddenly appeared, one on the left and one on the right, respectively piercing the left and right legs of the slow-running gray priest.
As soon as his legs were locked, the gray-clothed priest fell forward and his face hit the corner of the wall so hard that his front teeth were probably shattered!
The gray-clothed priest was also big. He hurriedly picked up his bloody front teeth to continue running, but his lower body basically refused to obey his orders. His figure was nailed to the wall, motionless, and he himself would be immediately blackened. Unless he can burst out with strong power...
"You are old, and you broke into our hell, you will be tortured by the god of death!!" The gray-clothed priest forcibly turned around, pointed at Mo Fan and cursed with some ignorance.
"It makes people think it's funny if you speak out loud. What a bullshit god of death. He's just a murderous psychopath." Mo Fan couldn't help but pick his ears as he listened to the slurred gray-clothed priest yelling. .
This gray-clothed priest obviously had a strong belief. When he heard that Mo Fan actually called their Lord Salang a lunatic, he immediately used his magic and wanted to fight Mo Fan!
How could he still be able to perform magic after being hit by Mo Fan's giant shadow spike? The gray-clothed priest who had lost his front teeth was obviously far inferior to Mo Fan in cultivation.
Soon the gray-clothed priest found that he couldn't even condense a star track, so he roared there with all his teeth and claws.
"Don't think like this, I will ignore the cursed beast lying on the wall and sneaking up on me. I am very familiar with your Black Vatican's caring little pet!" Mo Fan said as he moved his left hand slightly. Hold some.
Countless thunder and lightning arcs appeared inexplicably in the surrounding air. All of these arcs obeyed Mo Fan's orders and were twisted on his left hand to form an extremely long lightning whip!
"Snapped!!!"
The cursed beast that was about to attack Mo Fan was still in the air, but was whipped by Mo Fan with an accurate beast-taming whip.
If it is a scattered thunder seal arc, the paralysis effect on warrior-level creatures will be much lower, but like Mo Fan, who combines dozens of thunder seal arcs and even continuously superimposes the power of the thunder seal into a lightning whip, the battle Even if a super creature is touched, the whole body will twitch and be paralyzed for a moment!
All the thunder and lightning whips turned into electric arcs and penetrated into the body of the cursed beast. Before the sneak attack guy, who was trended by his master, could recover his ability to move, he immediately felt that two invisible forces were grabbing its body... …
This kind of small body among warriors should be enough, right? "Mo Fan said to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Fan's silver hands pulled hard on both sides, and the power of space thoughts formed was immediately transmitted to the cursed beast simultaneously.
Mo Fan's own brute strength is not very good, but with the addition of space-based mind control, it is completely different. A warrior-level creature like the Cursed Beast with an average body hardness simply cannot withstand such power. The thoughts are torn apart!
"Tear it apart~~~~~~~~~~"
The cursed beast had no room to resist, and was torn in half by Mo Fan with his mind!
Tearing apart the demon with his bare hands, the gray-clothed priest who was imprisoned there almost had his eyes popping out...
Could this still be a mage? ? ?
Obviously, this gray-clothed priest has never experienced the power of mysterious space magic. A space mage with good control can void, amplify, and strengthen his body movements.
In fact, most space magicians don't play like this. They directly use their thoughts to attack directly and effectively. Mo Fan feels that he already has a lot of long-range attack magic, and needs more abilities that can be as powerful as monsters even at close range. Therefore, when practicing space magic, Mo Fan tries to combine his mind and body as much as possible!
Mo Fan did not waste any more time on the gray priest and continued to chase him forward.
The gray-clothed priest who was fixed there had just recovered from the problem of tearing his hands, and unexpectedly discovered that the other party did not directly take his life.
He felt a little incredible, and took a special look at the direction Mo Fan was walking, and was sure that he had gone far.
The gray-clothed priest breathed a heavy sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had let him go. Unexpectedly, a heat wave surged from the previous sacrificial hall, and soon a large fire was gradually spreading towards it.
The sea of fire at Tianyan's funeral is still spreading, and it won't be long before the flames reach him.
Seeing the fire getting closer and closer, the fear in the eyes of the toothless priest in gray became deeper and deeper...
Tasting the burning flames again, it would be more satisfying to burn the believers in the hall directly to death from the beginning!
(It’s quite interesting to tear this joke up by hand~~hehe~)
(I’m still in Japan today. I have to take a long flight back to China tomorrow, flying first to Shanghai and then to Fuzhou. There will be about five or six hours of waiting time at the airport for me to collapse. I will try my best to finish the three chapters in this time. On the code, if you are too tired to update, everyone will forgive you. Not many people can sit on a plane for most of the day, and then rush around to transfer to the car, and still be able to work normally, not to mention people like us who need to concentrate 100%. I really can’t forgive the article I wrote, so think of the recommendation votes and monthly tickets as bricks, throw them at me, I owe you all, I will bear it without saying a word, eh, that’s it~)
