Mo Fan's mana surged like an ocean as he uttered the last word. Even the Spiritual Qi in the air began to surge. At this moment, he was like an invincible ancient god standing between heaven and earth.
After hearing this shout, the hearts of the already terrified individual cultivators trembled. They were indeed very afraid. They had planned to fish in troubled waters before, but when they saw Qiong Qi being nailed to death with a spear, their greed disappeared and only fear remained in their hearts. Hearing this shout, the group of individual cultivators immediately fled back. Although the Spiritual Treasure was good, they had to be alive to enjoy it.
When the itinerant cultivators who had left the scene saw this scene, they were all shocked. A human could actually make thousands of itinerant cultivators flee with just his aura. This was simply unbelievable.
"I underestimated him. I didn't expect him to become so powerful in such a short period of time!”Huang Long was also one of the rogue cultivators. Although he was a member of the Demon Clan, he had the pride of the Dragon Clan. He did not want to be associated with the Demon Clan. Naturally, he was moved. He recalled how Mo Fan was helpless against a few Mystic Immortal level demons a month ago, yet he was now able to kill the descendant of a Demon God in an instant. The increase in his strength was too fast. It was as if he could see an invincible powerhouse rising to power.
Tao Wu, Kui Niu, and Gui Che glared at Mo Fan, as if they wanted to skin him alive. The demons had suffered a great loss this time. Not only did they lose millions of demons, but they also lost their dignity. The ruler of the Heavenly Court was actually provoked by a human. If they could not get their dignity back, what right did they have to stand in the world?
"Arrogant little brat, I, Kuafu, will have a taste of your skills!”
The Voodoo Race was hot-tempered. Hou Yi and Nine Phoenix were still able to keep their cool, but Kuafu was already enraged. He charged at Mo Fan with a mahogany staff in his hand. The Voodoo Race could not fly, but they were extremely fast. His True Form was at least a thousand feet tall, as if he could support the sky. The mahogany staff was as heavy as ten thousand tons, and it smashed down on Mo Fan's head.
Mo Fan's expression did not change. His mana surged as he activated the Great Nature Manifestation Spell, turning him into a giant that was dozens of feet tall. He had devoured so many Senior Magi, so he had almost fully comprehended their life force. Once he cast the Great Nature Manifestation Spell, he could transform into a Sorcerer at any time. Although he was only dozens of feet tall, his body was far stronger than Kuafu's. The bigger he was, the stronger he would become. The main reason was that Mo Fan was still too young. Even if he transformed into a Sorcerer, he was still an underage Sorcerer.
The God-Slaying Spear was a top-notch Connate Spiritual Treasure. It grew bigger as Mo Fan grew bigger. Destructive energy spread out as it danced. Mo Fan immediately disappeared from where he was standing and dodged Kuafu's attack. He flashed and appeared in front of Kuafu in the blink of an eye. The tip of the God-Slaying Spear pierced at Kuafu's heart with a cold light.
The Wu Tribe didn't have primordial spirits. The only way to kill them was to destroy their hearts. Whether they were Ancestors of Sorcery or Senior Sorcerers, they were essentially made of Pan Gu's blood essence, and their hearts were the place where the blood essence was born, which was like a nucleus.
"What a fast speed. Damn it, but if it's only at this level, don't even think about hurting me!”Kuafu was shocked. He quickly took back his wooden staff and blocked the God-Slaying Spear.
Dang ~ Dang ~ Dang ~
Senior Magi were indeed Senior Magi. They were much stronger than the descendants of Demon Gods. Even though they were huge, it did not affect their agility. More importantly, their bodies were extremely tough. The God-Slaying Spear and the mahogany staff kept clashing with each other, and violent magic power surged out. Mo Fan was getting more and more courageous as he fought. It was the first time he had met someone who could take so many blows head-on. His opponents were all instantly suppressed by his strong body. The Voodoo Race was indeed the Voodoo Race. Their bodies were much stronger than the Demon Race's.
Mo Fan was happy, but Kuafu was getting more and more scared. He thought he could kill Mo Fan with his physical strength, but he realized he was wrong. Not only was Mo Fan's physical strength far superior to his, but his mana was also on par with his. After a few hundred rounds, Kuafu felt his hands go numb. He could no longer feel anything.
"Not good, Kuafu can't hold on any longer, I'll go help him!”When Nine Phoenix saw this, she wanted to go forward and help.
"No, we can't interfere in a one-on-one battle. There are no weaklings in the Sorcerer Tribe!”Hou Yi shook his head and stopped him. He had known Kuafu for so many years, and he understood his best friend's personality.
Clang!
In the last exchange, Kuafu's peach wood staff was almost knocked away. His huge body began to retreat. Every step he took caused the ground to shake. Shocked, he stuck the peach wood staff into the ground to stop himself from retreating. Then, he let go of the peach wood staff and put his hands together. Boundless magic power spread out, and the ground began to shake violently.
Mo Fan immediately stopped chasing after them. He raised his head and saw huge mountains rising from the ground, heading straight for him. Mo Fan's expression turned serious. Each of the mountains was several times larger than Mount Tai. More importantly, they were mountains made of Primal Chaotic Ore. Even without looking at their size, they were still dozens of times heavier than Mount Tai!
If such a terrifying amount of energy were to crush them, even a Perfected Golden Immortal would be crushed to death, let alone Mo Fan. Even the Infinite was unable to withstand such a terrifying weight. When Sun Wukong was an adult, his Divine Power was at least ten million pounds, yet he was still unable to move under the pressure of the mountain god. Although Mo Fan's potential was greater than Sun Wukong's, he was still young. His Divine Power was only five million pounds, even with his own Magic Power. 50 million jin was already the limit.
But now, if dozens of mountains came crashing down, even if they were not crushed to death, they would be suppressed here forever.
"This is the witchcraft of the Sorcerer tribe. It's indeed very powerful!”Huang Long's expression was solemn. The Wu Tribe was indeed a race blessed by the heavens. They did not have primordial spirits and did not cultivate the Way of Heaven, but their magic power and divine powers were unmatched. Their witchcraft was unparalleled in the world, and even the techniques of the Saints could not compare to them.
" Human brat, this is the divine ability of our Voodoo Race. I'm the Great Earth Wizard, and I can control everything on the ground. How dare you provoke us? You're courting death! Today, I'm going to suppress you!”Kuafu controlled dozens of mountains and threw them at Mo Fan.
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