The magic technique cannot do anything to Mo Fan. His body alone is probably not Mo Fan's opponent. After all, the divine body is best at melee combat.

However, how could his dignified temple master give in like this?

Even if I die, I will still hold Mo Fan together.

The two pairs of wings behind him shook, and his body quickly retreated.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the sky above the temple, above the huge magic circle, next to Ye Qing.

"God said, there must be fire in this world!" The Lord of the Temple looked solemn and said loudly.

"Boom..." A ball of white holy fire ignited from the heart of his other hand.

As soon as the flame ignited, a heat from the soul surged into everyone's hearts, as if the soul was burned.

"Holy Fire, is the Lord of the Temple burning the Holy Yuan?"

The Holy Yuan is the core of the special cultivation of the Temple of Gods, which is equivalent to the golden elixir of Chinese monks, the chakra of ancient yogi monks, and the demon elixir of the demon clan.

Burning the Holy Yuan can obtain the Holy Fire and much stronger power than usual, but the result of the Holy Yuan being burned is death.

Generally, it is not willing to burn the Holy Yuan until the last moment.

"The Lord of the Temple is going to fight to the death." Someone said solemnly.

Mo Fan also frowned, and a sharp look appeared in his eyes.

How could he not see the burning of the Holy Yuan? In this case, Ye Qing would probably be in danger. The Holy Fire is one of the rare nemesis of the Taiyin and Sun energy.

"You are seeking death!"

"You asked for this, burn these things for me." The Lord of the Temple sneered.

His palm that had the holy fire turned over, and the holy fire flowed towards the magic circle like magma.

The holy fire immediately followed the magic circle toward the black air and the middle white light on the magic circle. The black air and white light disappeared quickly under the burning of the holy fire.

The still waterfall in the sky slowly fell down, and the divine power descended again.

Mo Fan looked at the re-starting ceremony and shook his body and rushed towards the temple without hesitation.

Although he will be troublesome in the past now, he can still stop the ceremony.

When the ceremony enters the next stage, he will stop the ceremony and not only will he not be able to save Ye Qing, but he will also become a sacrifice together.

Before he could reach the temple, four strong winds blew towards him.

Mo Fan frowned slightly, and saw the four giant angels that were repelled by him ignited flames again, and the giant sword in his hand slashed towards him like a mountain and a sea splitting.

"Die!" Mo Fan's eyes cold and four swords flew into the hands of the celestial body.

A red light burst out on the phantom, including the four swords, and the sword energy slashed away against the four giant angels.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the four giant angels retreated more than ten meters and stopped. A crack appeared on them again, much less than before.

The Lord of the Temple looked at Mo Fan who was anxious, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth and a smug smile.

"Everyone, you came here to get rid of this kid. You won't just watch our Gods Mountain take action against this kid. In this case, when this hall master subdues this kid, you can't get any benefits." The hall master of the temple looked at the others with dissatisfaction.

Mo Fan was finally anxious now. He just had to wait until Mo Fan rushed over and the ceremony entered the next stage.

Even if Mo Fan is a more advanced existence than the banished immortal, it is useless, it is just a sacrifice.

Unless Mo Fan doesn't want to save this girl.

"If you want to get the benefits, please help me stop him. As long as you stop him, you don't need to worry about the rest. This Palace Master will solve him."

The others hesitated for a while, and their eyes froze one by one.

"Mo Fan's aura is much weaker than before, stop him." Qinglong touched the bloody marks on the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

Mo Fan almost slapped the four giant angels with one palm just now, and now he just let the giant angel retreat more than ten meters, which was much worse than before. Obviously, the power of the magic Mo Fan used was weakening.

Mo Fan's strength is getting weaker. This may be their last chance to deal with Mo Fan. How can we miss it?

If they missed this time, they might have really lost.

As soon as he moved his feet, half-dragon and half-human body disappeared immediately, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Mo Fan.

He opened his mouth wide and sucked his breath hard like a whale swallowing the sea.

In just an instant, his body became much bigger, smaller than Mo Fan's phantom and the giant angel, which was 100 meters tall, but he also appeared in front of Mo Fan like the giant beast inside Ultraman.

"Canglong Hand!" He shouted lightly, and his whole body was released without reservation. Two big hands, like dragon claws, slapped Mo Fan without hesitation.

As soon as Qinglong took action, Wu Taiyin, Prince Kamon of the Dark Church, Shinto, Ye Wuya, Oda Shinto and others hesitated for less than a second and took action.

Their relationship with Mo Fan is endless, and there is no room for ease of ease. Even if they cannot obtain Mo Fan's skills, they must destroy Mo Fan, otherwise they will end up with the Miyamoto family.

"Ten thousand ghosts suck blood!" Wu Taiyin smashed the wooden stick in his hand on the ground, and the wooden stick instantly shattered, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling immediately sounded.

Thousands of black shadows flew out of the shattered bone staff, instantly turning from the size of an ant to more than one person tall, revealing creepy fangs and claws to Mo Fan's anti-celestial body.

These ten thousand ghosts are the demon souls he collected over 20 years, and are specially used to deal with powerful physical cultivation with strong qi and blood.

It may not be able to deal with Mo Fan's divine body, but it is absolutely possible to make Mo Fan's divine body even weaker.

"The Demon Dragon of the World, come out for me." Kamon roared angrily, and a giant lizard-like black shadow appeared behind him.

The dragon black shadow roared and rushed towards Mo Fan with Kamon.

The prick God stretched out his tongue and licked the broken sword that was dripping blood in his hand, and a scary look flashed in his eyes.

"Darea of ​​Darkness." A black field envelops Mo Fan and the Phantom.

For a moment, all the experts present took out the things they had put in the box and rushed towards Mo Fan.

On the Mountain of Gods, the atmosphere that had just calmed for a moment was rising again.

...

Mo Fan looked at the four giant angels and the Qinglong group, and then looked at the magic circle that had been restored in the direction of the temple. His eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and anger that had never been seen since his rebirth emerged from his heart.

The Ninth Level of Reverse Life is very powerful and the consumption is extremely terrifying. He can't hold on to this Anti-Celestial Body for long.

However, the ceremony has begun again.

The people like Qinglong and the giant angel cannot do anything to him, but they can block his footsteps.

If this continues, he can only watch Ye Qing be sacrificed but can't do anything.

In just a moment, he had a choice.

With a thought, his eight big hands against the celestial body slashed at the giant angel, Qinglong and others, and at the same time, the two words were spit out from his mouth.

"Xiaoyao!"

As soon as the two words were revealed, his body flew directly towards the temple like a comet sweeping the moon. In less than a tenth of a second, he arrived in front of the God Gate.

However.

Before he could enter the temple, the temple master heard a mockery voice. "Mo Fan, you can't enter just by just wanting to enter."
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