Legendary Pharmacist

"Bastard, let go of the layman!"

"If you want to kill, kill me first, stop!"

The elders beside him were coughing up blood, and regardless of their injuries, they hit Mo Junrong with all their might.

He wanted to knock Mo Junrong away and protect Lay Yingxian.

However, Mo Junrong's whole body was protected by energy barriers, and when the elders hit the barrier, it was as if they had hit a mountain wall, without moving a bit.

They were seriously injured and could not exert much strength.

Like a flying insect trying to smash a porcelain vase, doing futile efforts.

Mo Junrong glanced at them contemptuously, without any mercy.

This group of people will eventually become puppets, and they will die sooner or later, and no matter what they do, they will not be able to change the result.

Continue to recite the mantra, the spell is about to be completed, and Mo Junrong is about to stab the bone knife down.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt an inexplicable vibration in his body, as if some kind of force was hitting from the inside out.

What's going on, have you been poisoned, or is there another reason?

Mo Junrong was always cautious, and when he noticed something strange in his body, he immediately stopped casting spells.

After calming down and perceiving it carefully, he found that the fire of glory in his body was beating, and it was becoming more and more intense.

The fire of glory is not Mo Junrong's own power, but comes from General Yu Chen, and he gained control by killing General Chen's spiritual consciousness.

Now the Flame of Glory has another strange behavior, which makes Mo Junrong a little nervous.

Could it be that General Chen is still not completely dead, still consciously hiding in the flames of glory, ready to counterattack at any time?

Before Mo Junrong could figure him out, thunder suddenly came from the sky above his head.

Looking up, I don't know when a cloud has piled up in the sky.

The overcast clouds were a little reddish, like the sunset glow reflected by the setting sun, and seemed to be wafting with a fiery breath.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, a burst of lightning flashed in the dark clouds, followed by a pillar-like red light falling vertically.

This scene is very similar to Qian Yunzong's use of the beam of light in the fixed star array when the galaxy was reversed.

The red light fell so fast that Mo Junrong only had time to take a step back before the beam of light hit him in front of him.

In an instant, an unparalleled impact struck.

Mo Junrong's body was like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, and he was instantly thrown away, unable to even stabilize his posture in mid-air.

You know, he now maintains the power of the first level of the divine realm, and he has erected a barrier all over his body to defend against the sneak attack of the immortal cultivators.

Even with such a strong defense, it can't do anything against the impact of the red light.

"Ahem!"

Crashing against a low wall, Mo Junrong coughed and climbed out of the smoke, and quickly posed in a pose to improve his strength.

What exactly is the red light and why it has such a strong impact effect, Mo Junrong doesn't know.

But he knew that no matter what it was, it was a huge threat to him, and he had to deal with it with all his might.

Soon, Mo Junrong raised his strength to the ninth level of the divine realm.

A divine ring emerged from the back of his head, already densely packed with spider webs of Fuyuan divine light.

Because he is connected with Yunxiu Continent and has an extraordinary degree of compatibility with the power of heaven and earth in the world, the number of Fuyuan Shenguang is also extremely unusual.

But the number does not fully represent his actual combat effectiveness.

At present, his combat power is only in the realm of the ninth heaven of the divine place, and he cannot surpass it.

When Mo Junrong was ready, the smoke and dust from the shock wave also began to dissipate.

At the place where the red light fell just now, a large pit with a diameter of tens of feet appeared on the ground, and the inside of the pit was even more bright red.

The stone bricks that were originally on the ground have been roasted by the scorching force, forming a viscous magma.

And those soils were also burned, turning into piles of glass fragments that hadn't solidified yet.

The layman Yingxian was already an elder before, and he had long since disappeared, leaving only a few sporadic burning bones.

Mo Junrong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gasped. It's so powerful, the red light only hits once, and the ablated area is so large.

Moreover, the people in Yingxianju were easily burned to ashes as if they were made of paper.

Wait a minute, what about the puppets of the Destiny Palace disciples that I made?

He quickly glanced around and found seven or eight puppet shadows lying in the far corner.

The other puppets didn't see it, and they were probably burned to slag by the red light.

Withdrawing his eyes, Mo Junrong stared at the big hole blasted by the red light.

Strangely, there are no people or monsters in the pit.

The pit was empty, except for the flowing lava and turbulent heat, not even a ghost could be seen.

This made Mo Junrong very puzzled, could it be a natural phenomenon?

No way, am I so unlucky?

The Yunxiu Continent is so vast, if something falls from the sky, it just falls right in front of him.

Not only burned all the people in Yingxianju, but also burned half of the puppet that he finally made.

Mo Junrong cautiously approached the big pit, wanting to see what it was that could have such destructive power.

When he stepped into the area of ​​the big pit, a raging fire suddenly rose in the middle.

The flames rose and lingered, condensing into a fuzzy image two feet high.

The shape of the image is very strange, a bit like a person wearing solid armor, but the body is much stronger and taller than normal people.

And behind the image, there is a thick tail.

But the flame kept jumping, and the image stability was very poor. Mo Junrong couldn't see the specific shape of the tail clearly.

The image kept emitting a fiery aura, and it was obvious that this aura contained the power of the flame of glory.

Mo Junrong searched the memory fragments left by General Chen, and knew that this image came from the army of the God Lord.

Judging from the appearance of the image, this guy is different from General Chen, probably another individual.

Could it be other generals under the command of the God Lord?

Mo Junrong couldn't judge, the memory fragment information was missing, and there was no content about the God Lord's army.

The image made of flames lowered its head, as if looking carefully at Mo Junrong.

After a while, the flames that formed the image jumped violently, and there was a dull mental fluctuation.

"Mo Junrong?"

With doubts in his mental fluctuations, Mo Junrong guessed that the other party wanted to confirm his identity.

He took two steps back and cautiously left the pit.

At the same time, the power of heaven and earth is injected into the legs, ready to fly in the air at any time, and escape from Yingxianju.

When he was ready, he opened his mouth to respond.

"I'm Mo Junrong, who are you and what are you doing here?"

The flame image seemed a little dull and did not answer Mo Junrong's question.

Mo Junrong suspected that the other party could not understand human language, so he released his mental power and repeated the sentence just now.

As a result, the tall guy in the flame image still did not respond.

Mo Junrong frowned, feeling that the atmosphere was a little weird, and stepped back to leave.

At this moment, the image suddenly disappeared, and the condensed flame spread like an explosion.

Mo Junrong raised his hand to cover, ready to defend against the fire wave attack.

But the expected heat didn't come, instead there was a strong pulling force, pulling him to slide into the big pit.

"Damn, what the hell!"

Mo Junrong couldn't help yelling, kicked his legs hard, and plunged half of his body into the soil with great strength.