Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 292. Dark Execution Ground

As soon as the soul came out, a phantom stood aloofly at the observatory on the Parthenon Temple. From here, looking down the entire mountain range of the Holy Mountain, you can just see the dark execution ground located on the edge of the city, and you can see the seal. The peerless spirit on the urban ground is as beautiful as an ink painting.

The phantom unfolded a smile, gradually changing from a heartfelt ecstasy to an almost maniacal grin.

Asharuya looked at this scene, and seemed to have some guesses in her mind.

Then she turned around and left.

Because the current Parthenon is too terrifying for her!
Of course, she was not running away, but she knew that no matter what changes would happen in the future, she had to stay alive first!

Yizhisha didn't care about Asharuya's departure, and didn't even ask a deputy blue-gold hall master to chase her. At this moment, she only had the soul of the dark execution ground in her eyes. The bloodstains that fell into her sight and were mottled on the entire sacred mountain did not let her linger for a second glance.

From ancient times to the present, the struggles in the Parthenon Temple have always been bloody. Even if there were no heretic Mo Fan and the Black Snake, Izhisha would personally deal with all the factions that did not submit to her with iron blood when she came to power. By that time, the number of deaths would be many times more than this!
Again, in the eyes of these people, these combat forces can all become victims of the power struggle.
The sacred mountain becomes gentler as it reaches the foot of the mountain. In the past, flying flowers would fly everywhere in the sacred mountain area. Today, apart from the flower residues crushed by the huge force, what is left are some ashes of magical energy covering the streets and houses. Top.

The huge dark execution ground terrified the people in the Acropolis of Athens. What frightened them even more was that people kept dying on the sacred mountain. They may not be able to understand the complicated reasons for a struggle that took place on the sacred mountain, but they knew The Parthenon has not experienced such a disaster for many years.

The dark clouds were still pouring cold rain on the Acropolis of Athens. The rain curtain was gray and hazy. Between several tall retro towers, a figure with a burning body rushed straight into the dark execution ground.
Just as Mo Fan was moving forward towards the dark execution ground, suddenly, lightning spears with dazzling lightning whizzed down from the sky! They were the Holy Judges that Dulank had left here, and their purpose was naturally to ensure the smooth execution of this Holy Judgement!
"boom!!!"

Mo Fan was surrounded by blazing flames, which directly shattered the lightning halberd. At the same time, Mo Fan launched a destructive offensive with the power of fire and space!
"Buzz!!!"

After the dimension twisted for a while, a wave of fire suddenly erupted!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!!!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Since Mo Fan and Yan Ji had achieved a telepathic connection, even without receiving some teachings from Feng Zhoulong, he could still fuse magic. However, for now, he could only fuse the fire system with any magic system.
And the fusion power released, every skill, is absolutely destructive to him at this moment!
What happened to the thunder mage with good cultivation? The other Holy Judgement mages also launched an attack immediately. One of the mages raised his hand and waved it. Several ice arrows broke through the air and shot towards Mo Fan with extremely cold air.

Mo Fan snorted coldly and quickly formed seals with his hands. A flame barrier instantly appeared in front of him. The ice arrows shot at it and instantly evaporated into water vapor.

Seeing this, another Holy Judge muttered something and cast a powerful wind magic. The strong wind formed a vortex like a sharp blade and swept towards Mo Fan. Mo Fan was not in a hurry. He flashed and disappeared like a ghost, leaving the wind blade vortex empty.

Then, Mo Fan began to fight back. He waved his hands, controlling the flames and fusing them with other magic.

He pushed his palm forward, and a huge fireball that combined the power of thunder and fire gushed out, with crackling lightning and scorching heat, blasting towards the Holy Judge mages.

The Holy Inquisition mages hurriedly worked together to cast defensive magic, and a layer of shining shield appeared in front of them.

However, the fireball was so powerful that it made a deafening explosion when it hit the shield. The shield shook violently and the light dimmed a little.

Mo Fan took advantage of the situation and launched another attack. This time, he attracted the surrounding soil and rocks, causing them to condense into sharp stone spikes in midair, and then attached flames to them. With a low shout from him, these flaming stone spikes shot towards the Holy Judge Mages like meteors.

The Holy Judge Mages dispersed and dodged the attacks of the stone spikes. One of the mages took the opportunity to cast a mysterious light magic, and a strong light shot towards Mo Fan, trying to interfere with his vision and actions. However, Mo Fan was prepared. He closed his eyes slightly, and with his strong mental perception, he accurately judged the attack trajectory of the light magic and easily dodged it.

The battle became more intense, Mo Fan and the Holy Judges fought back and forth, various powerful magics intertwined and collided in this space, blooming a brilliant and dangerous light.
But anyone could see that even these highly skilled Holy Judge Mages were no match for Mo Fan at this moment!

"This kid didn't leave just now. Does he know that the Holy Court mobilized the Dark Judge?" Han Ji said after watching this scene.

"I think that's correct." Zhu Meng nodded.

"Let's go help him." said Old Man Bao.

“???” Pang Lai and others were stunned for a moment.

"We won't fight against the Holy Inquisition, but we can still help him open a gap in the Dark Execution Ground. What he needs to face next is the God of Death Haila under the Dark King. Let him save some strength," said Old Man Bao.

“That corpse!” Pang Lai wanted to say that even if Mo Fan went in, he might not be his opponent. After all, the other party was the Greek god of death.

Even his friend who was the Dark Supreme's forbidden spell was caught. Even Wen Tai was killed by it. If Mo Fan rushed in, wouldn't he be sending himself to death?

"Do you think that if we don't go, he won't rush in?" Old Man Bao asked back.

Pang Lai looked at the corpse-strewn Goddess Peak and fell silent again.
Yes!

From the beginning to the end, Mo Fan had no intention of giving up!
Pang Lai did not hesitate and followed Old Man Bao down the mountain.
Mo Fan looked at the Holy Judge who was constantly pestering him, and his anger grew stronger. The two-colored flames on his body burned more fiercely, as if they were going to burn the whole world to ashes.

He suddenly clasped his hands together, and the next moment, a dark light gathered in front of him.

Then, the darkness turned into countless shadow tentacles and attacked the Holy Judge Mages frantically. It seemed simple and ordinary, but the dark power contained in it made them feel terrified.
The Holy Judge Mages were horrified and tried to resist, but they found that the shadow tentacles were extremely flexible and entangled their bodies in an instant. Mo Fan pulled hard, and the Holy Judge Mages were unstable and immediately exposed their flaws.

At this time, lightning flashed in Mo Fan's hands, turning into lightning blades that mercilessly slashed through the bodies of the Holy Judge Mages. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, and screams were heard one after another! !

A Holy Judge Mage broke free from the shadow tentacles and used his best to cast the final destructive magic. A huge magic circle appeared in the sky, and countless rays of light shot towards Mo Fan like sharp swords.

Seeing this, Mo Fan released the soul of Queen Yan Ji. The flames around her instantly turned into a huge wing of fire, blocking all the light.

As Mo Fan locked his gaze on him, his flaming wings spread out, and the powerful impact directly blew the Mage who was casting the Holy Judgement of Destruction away, and he fell heavily to the ground.

“Zizzizi!!!”

"Boom!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Mo Fan launched a thunder bombardment. In an instant, a huge deep pit appeared at the place where the thunder bombarded, and the Holy Judge Mage who wanted to fight to the death before also cut off his last breath.
(End of this chapter)