He hid in the shadows, his aura turning into a mask to obscure his face.

'The Power of Burning Gold'

It was not the power of using the law seal for a short time, but completely opening his own momentum, and after a long time, Mu Jingfan felt that his body was full of power.

The limbs full of spiritual energy and the acupuncture points burst out with extremely strong power, and Mu Jingfan rushed in front of the old man in a flash, facing the tens of thousands of dense 'Yin Soul' army.

"Who is it?" Because of the mask, no one recognized this person as Mu Jingfan.

This power Mu Jingfan rarely uses in front of outsiders, so he doesn't have to worry about revealing his identity, although he doesn't have a good impression of the Mu family, he doesn't want to cause any trouble for the family like that.

"Is that kid?" Zhang Yuan's eyes narrowed, looking at Mu Jingfan who was rushing towards them.

Coincidentally, the five gods and generals all have an inexplicable connection with Mu Jingfan, as if their fate had been decided a long time ago, and they all have more or less constant grievances with Mu Jingfan.

Mu Jingfan looked at Zhao Kuang and the three of them in front of him, trying his best to keep his emotions stable, the two enemies were in front of him, but he had to focus on the overall situation.

Zhao Kuang didn't move, and didn't recognize that the masked master in front of him was the kid at the beginning, and he swung out his sword, preparing to end Mu Jingfan's life.

However, Mu Jingfan had already prepared, he had already seen Zhao Kuang's speed far beyond ordinary people, so he would naturally be on guard. The power in the acupuncture gushed out, and although the sword light hit his body, it only slashed through an aftermath.

"What!" Zhao Kuang didn't expect this person to escape under his sword.

Mu Jingfan's figure continued to move forward, and after dodging this fatal blow, his speed did not decrease, Zhao Kuang turned around and stabbed out with another sword, and the speed of this sword was also faster.

Like thunder, it pointed to Mu Jingfan's heart.

'Flame Hunting Blade'

The red light on his legs was even worse, and Mu Jingfan exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, and in mid-air, he turned around sharply and kicked at the cold light that stabbed towards him. The red light and the golden light intertwined, and Mu Jingfan flew backwards under the force of the collision.

Although Mu Jingfan lost in the confrontation between the two, he also got rid of Zhao Kuang.

Adjusted his position in the air and continued to rush towards the army, his right leg had a faint pain, although he had deliberately avoided the edge of Zhao Kuang's sword blade just now, but even if it was only a side light, his right leg was almost cut off.

At this moment, Zuo Yong, who was surrounded by the flames of hell, once again blocked in front of him, and it had fought against Mu Jingfan in the real sense of the word, and it smelled the smell of Mu Jingfan's unique power from the beginning.

"Get out of the way. Mu Jingfan shouted, the acupuncture point of his right arm worked, and the crimson right fist burned with crimson flames, and a punch hit Zuo Yong.

The Hell Flame on Zuo Yong's Fire Armor also wrapped around his right arm, and he also punched Mu Jingfan.

Flames and flames fused, fists collided with fists, Mu Jingfan would not be Zuo Yong's opponent in terms of strength no matter what, his body retreated sharply, but Zuo Yong bullied himself again.

'Immortal Transformation'

The monstrous flames completely enveloped its body, like a demon god returning from hell, and Zuo Yong's red eyes stared at Mu Jingfan.

Its body was a full circle larger than before, and the burning hellfire that wrapped around it was more solid, and the sky seemed to be about to turn to ashes under this domineering black flame.

"Damn, it's still too much. Mu Jingfan unconsciously clenched his fists, he knew very well in his heart that he could not defeat the other party.

But if you can't beat it, what can you do?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the people behind him, none of them showed any desire to help him, and it was clear that Mu Jingfan was fighting for them.

"From the beginning, I was just a hero on my own. The corners of Mu Jingfan's mouth under the mask raised a wry smile.

The acupuncture points of the whole body were operated to the maximum power by him, and the flame aura gushing out made him like a god of war standing in the flames, his body flashed, and a red meteor crossed the sky, and Mu Jingfan and Zuo Yong punched together again.

It was shocked again, but Zuo Yong didn't have nothing, and it also took a few steps back.

'Triangular Inch Step'

His acupuncture worked, his body regained its balance, and he took three consecutive steps in the air, and his speed reached the maximum level he could reach in an instant.

There was a sonic boom in the air, Mu Jingfan's body had turned into light, and the pillar of light hit Zuo Yong's armor before he reacted, blasting it away with a punch.

The armor was densely covered with cracks, and Mu Jingfan's blow beyond the limit was finally successful.

But his body also became shaky at this time, no matter how much his strength exceeded the limit, he was still only a spirit mist-level second-order degree master, and the aura in his body was simply not enough for him to squander it so much.

Just shattering Zuo Yong's armor almost hollowed out all the aura in his body.

Looking at the tens of thousands of 'Yin Soul' army in front of him, Mu Jingfan, who had lost his fighting spirit behind him, stopped and didn't know what he was thinking, his fists sometimes clenched, sometimes loosened.

"Looks like that's where your limit ends. The black qi and flames blended together, and the cracks on Zuo Yong's armor were slowly repaired, and it said to Mu Jingfan.

It could feel that the power in Mu Jingfan's body had become extremely weak, and the flames had slowly lost their temperature.

"My limits? hahaha, I'm not going to end here. Mu Jingfan suddenly laughed, and he took out a medicinal herb from his arms.

It was the 'Golden Spirit Grass' that Mu Le and the others used when they wanted to frame him before.

At this moment, he threw away all the thoughts in his heart, abandoned his father, who was still in a coma in the hospital, abandoned his friend Zhao Yunfei, who had broken up, and abandoned Li Tong and Li Jiayao, who had always supported him.

At this moment, he is just a degreer.

The Golden Spirit Grass tasted a little bitter and hayy, but none of this mattered, just by integrating it into his body, Mu Jingfan could feel a large amount of power surging towards him.

His consciousness also sank to the deepest depths, and at this moment, countless images flashed in his mind like a marquee, the first time he escaped death and defeated the 'Yin Spirit', the first time he made up his mind to do something, and the first time he was moved by others.

He looked at the other 'self' in the depths of his consciousness and said softly, "Lend me strength." ”

"Do you really think those behind you are worthy of being saved?" the other asked.

"Just like they saved others without thinking, I decided not to think about it anymore, I just wanted to save them. Mu Jingfan's words revealed a sense of determination.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be such a person, okay, I'll lend it to you, give you my strength. The other he plunged his hand directly into his heart.

"Pick it up. ”

A miserable scream sounded in the depths of Mu Jingfan's consciousness, and he opened his eyes again, although all this happened only in an instant, but Mu Jingfan had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

A maniacal smile appeared on his countenance, though it was obscured by his mask. This time, Mu Jingfan didn't suppress that power, he was controlling this power with the vast aura in his body.

What was reflected in Zuo Yong's eyes was Mu Jingfan's vast monstrous flames like the starry sky, he had never seen such a flame, violent, ferocious, and extremely fierce flames that burned everything without distinguishing between the enemy and me.

'The Momentum of the Flames'

The raging flames dyed the entire sky red, and Mu Jingfan punched Zuo Yong, and in an instant, the fierce fire surrounded the two.

The two of them burned red flames at the same time, and the flames were still devouring the hellfire on Zuo Yong's body and became more violent, and the two completely fell into a violent fight.

The flames scorched Mu Jingfan's body protection aura, and the sound of Zizi kept ringing out, but he didn't react at all, his fists were even harder, punching one punch after another, regardless of the opponent's attack, and slammed into Zuo Yong's armor.

The flames engulfed the sky, and at the same time, it also surrounded tens of thousands of 'Yin Spirits' on the ground.

Maybe even Mu Le himself didn't expect that this golden spirit grass contained such a vast aura, otherwise, they wouldn't have used this one to frame Mu Jingfan.

Where the flames swept through, not a single inch of grass was grown, and some 'ghosts' had already turned into ashes before they even had time to scream, and the strength that Mu Jingfan showed at this moment was completely beyond everyone's cognition.

Although he didn't know who he was, for some reason, the figure in front of him always gave Moody a very familiar feeling.

"This bright red flame aura, could it be him?" Moody thought of a possibility, but was quickly denied by him, in his cognition, only Mu Jingfan, a second-order spirit mist level, could not have such a powerful combat power.

They didn't see the scene where Mu Jingfan ate the golden spirit grass.

The heavy fist finally shattered all the armor on Zuo Yong's body, and at this time, Mu Jingfan's body was densely covered with cracks, like a clay pot that was about to be shattered.

Flame aura continued to escape from the cracks, and among them, the crack in his chest was the most obvious.

"With the power that doesn't belong to you, how long can your body last? Zuo Yong's tone was already a little weak and tired.

The black qi in its body was building armor while resisting the bright red flames that entangled him, unlike Mu Jingfan, who gave up his defense, at this time he completely focused on defense.

'Flame Burial'

In this semi-unconscious situation, Mu Jingfan used the previous cremation, but the cremation at this time can no longer be called a large cremation.

Perhaps because of Mu Jingfan's natural talent, he realized an unprecedented footwork by himself through the great cremation and the power at this time, and his violent steps crushed the 'Yin Spirit' on the ground, and the imposing phantom behind him suddenly grew hundreds of feet taller.

'Flame Burst'

His hands grabbed Zuo Yong, and the huge power made Zuo Yong unable to even break free, Zuo Yong looked at the degreer in front of him, and seemed to be able to see the crazy smile under his mask.