Divine arts, also known as divine words, are not ordinary spells, magic, or simple words, but they do not require seals or chanting to utter absolute power through simple words.

In short, it means doing what you say!

In the East, this can only be done by a few monks who have comprehended the Great Dao.

In the West, only the gods can do it.

After all, this spell is not an ordinary small spell, but an absolute spell.

However, it is said that some priests who have undergone some penance have the opportunity to receive the gifts of the gods and can also use divine magic.

But this is only to say that most of the people who claim to have mastered divine art almost always use magic tools or other methods to make the illusion of following the law.

Because mastering any kind of divine art is the darling of the gods, and he has a supreme position in the temple.

Therefore, there are almost no people who have truly mastered divine arts.

This one used by the master of the temple is definitely a legendary divine art.

Divine art is the existence of a level with divine powers, divine skills, and divine bodies, and the hall master of the temple uses 6 divine techniques in a row, which is enough to deal with Mo Fan's divine body.

"Now, this Mo Fan is not dead?" said a European officer with a grin.

The others also had a slight upturn in the corners of their mouths, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"The hall master of the temple really deserves to be the hall master, and now we have won. Next to a group of people from the Green Gang, Oda Shintoku smiled proudly.

Divine art has absolutely inviolable divine power, even the divine body cannot resist, what room for resistance does Mo Fan have?

"Mo Fan is indeed going to lose. Qinglong followed, and the tension in his heart was also relaxed.

The hatred between the Green Gang and Mo Fan is the deepest, they poured out of the nest this time, if they also lose this time, their Green Gang will be completely finished.

However, it seems that such a scene will not happen.

The hall master felt the debilitating aura on Mo Fan's body, but he still didn't stop.

"God says that whoever stands opposite God will disappear!"

"So ......" The temple master paused, stretched out his hand into the space, and a gold-rimmed sacred book appeared in his hand,

No one looked at the Divine Codex, so it opened it automatically, stopping on the seventh page, and the Temple Master spoke again.

"So, Huaxia Mo Fan, I give you in the name of God, destruction!"

The words fell, and a holy white light flew in from the divine canon and fell towards Mo Fan.

The demonic light on the platform emitted an incomparably dazzling light, and the earth-shattering power climbed again, reaching the extreme in an instant, as if it would explode the entire space as long as it was a little more.

As this white light flew towards Mo Fan, the sword of judgment raised high in the hands of the four giant angels also slashed towards Mo Fan at the same time with a scorching flame and a terrifying sound of breaking the air like a falling meteor.

It was only four swords, but it was as if they could split mountains, split seas, and destroy everything.

Under the four swords, Mo Fan's nearly 20-meter body was one size smaller, and only about 10 meters were left.

His eyelids were slightly raised, looking at the temple in the hands of the temple master, and there was a hint of strange color in his eyes.

"The Seven Techniques of Creation of the Angel Clan?"

The Seven Techniques of Creation are the powerful techniques created by the angel clan based on the seven words of the Creation God and the integration of the laws into them.

There are three kinds of blessings, three kinds of weakening, and one kind of destruction in the seven arts, and it is a very troublesome spell to kill the other person after this long and long disappear.

"Mo Fan, you know so much, it seems that you are really an immortal. The Lord of the Divine Temple said indifferently.

Even if the Seven Techniques of Creation are known to the hall masters of the past dynasties, not everyone knows about them, but Mo Fan actually knows that they must be immortals from the upper realm of the East.

As soon as the hall master opened his mouth, many people frowned, and the gaze that looked at Mo Fan was instantly much different.

"Immortal, Mo Fan is really an immortal?"

There were many people who suspected that Mo Fan was an immortal, after all, most immortals had the same characteristics, and they were similar to ordinary people before a certain point in time, but after this point, they would show cultivation talent and insight that were very different from ordinary people.

A hundred years of cultivation for others may not be worth one year of cultivation for an immortal.

Now that this sentence came out of the mouth of the temple master, this suspicion may be true.

"What about the immortals, don't they die the same?" someone frowned and sneered.

After all, the immortal is not an immortal, and he will die under the Seven Techniques of Creation, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Immortals?" Mo Fan smiled disapprovingly.

As a medical immortal, he naturally knows what an immortal is.

In the cultivation realm, the immortal is not a person who makes a mistake into reincarnation as in the legend.

Rather, a monk was so badly injured that he had to give up his body, and the monk's soul could not withstand the aura of the cultivation realm, so he had to beat his soul into a life seed and cast it into a low-level world.

When this life seed reaches the lower realm, it will choose a suitable carrier as a new carrier, and when the life seed matures, it will restore its memory in the cultivation realm.

He has many similarities with the Immortals, but he is obviously very different from the Immortals.

"You think too highly of your knowledge, I am much more advanced than the Immortal. Mo Fan said with a smile.

The temple master frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Whoever you are, you are going to be a sacrifice here today. With a wave of his hand, the temple immediately turned a few pages.

"God's Lock!"

The sound fell, and golden chains flew out of the edge of the platform.

Each of these chains was the thickness of a tree for decades, and it wrapped around Mo Fan's hands and feet on its own like a spirit snake.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Fan was entangled all over his body, and the Sword of Judgment Flame in the sky also reached the place above Mo Fan's head, making a hunting sound and falling quickly.

"Sacrifice, if you are really an archangel, you can almost take a little of my blood as a sacrifice with this Seven Techniques of Creation, but you are obviously not at that point," Mo Fan said indifferently.

If it is a real archangel who uses the Seven Techniques of Creation, he does not need the Seven Techniques at all, and may only need a purification blessing to purify his divine body, a weakening blessing, which can make him cultivate to nothing, and a lifting blessing, which can remove all the magic weapons on his body.

This temple master has four wings, but two of them are not his, if he takes the wings of other people and sticks them to himself, he is also an archangel, then the archangel must not know that the temple master is one.

Of course, being able to get to this point is enough for the temple to be proud for a lifetime.

However, it was not enough to deal with him.

"If you don't die in the heart of the Yellow River, destroy me!" the hall master said coldly.

The four flame giant swords suddenly accelerated and slashed towards Mo Fan, and the aura of annihilation made many people shudder.

Mo Fan smiled indifferently, but his gaze was fixed. "Do you think you're the only one who can use magic?"