The four-sided Qimen formation dominated by flames can create eight directions through the transformation of Qi Huan. Once these eight directions are formed, they will no longer be thirty-six gates, but a total of seventy-two gates.

The seventy-two gates, connected by doors, can not only change positions, but also enhance the power of the flames in the array.

The Qimen had already changed, and Mo Ran suddenly increased his pressure. Inadvertently, he could only mobilize more vitality and resist with the fire of the Nine Netherworlds. At the same time, Mo Ran became more cautious.

The seventy-two strange gates were like square light arrays flashing continuously, and flames swept out from each gate. After this operation, the flames in the formation became stronger again, gradually suppressing Mo Ran’s Nine Nether Fire.

At present, Mo Ran only has two ways to get stuck.

One is to find the array eye of the four-sided array flag and destroy it, while the other is to kill Qi Huan.

While shuttled through, Mo Ran kept thinking in his heart: "There is only one Shengmen in this great formation. If Qi Huan only uses the fire of the great formation to burn me to death, it will take a long time. Therefore, he must be hiding in the formation gate and waiting for an opportunity to take action. In this way, the position he always appears must be the Shengmen."

Thinking of this, Mo Ran sneered in his heart and came up with an idea.

Since it is difficult to find the Sect of Life by yourself, why not let Qi Huan show up on his own?

With this idea, Mo Ran gradually put away his Nine Nether Fire, making Qi Huan unaware of it like a silk thread that was unaware of it.

Hiding in the formation, Qi Huan watched Moran's changes quietly, and when he saw his aura weakening, he was very happy.

"A boy who only knows how to talk big, in a while, you will be my pocket."

He laughed wildly in his heart. When Qi Huan saw Mo Ran’s momentum weakening, he couldn’t help but become proud.

Just then, Mo Ran's inner breath suddenly stopped and was seen by Qi Huan.

“It’s now.”

With his old eyes narrowed, Qi Huan knew that it was time for him to take action. While the formation was constantly running, he gave up the position of Shengmen. Qi Huan was extremely fast. Just as the moment Shengmen appeared in front of him, an extremely fierce flame rose up on the man's body, completely wrapping it up. Then, Qi Huan quietly killed the center of the formation.

Mo Ran, who pretended to be out of the way, was waiting for this opportunity. He felt the temperature rising behind him, and then he knew that Qi Huan could no longer stay.

"Boy, come on your life." Qi Huan's cold voice sounded behind Moran, and his pair of dry palms were handed to Moran's back.

Mo Ran was shocked when he heard the sound: "Not good."

He shouted loudly, and Mo Ran hurriedly swung his hand and slapped it out, but the power of the palm was used to nine levels.

The palms intersected, Mo Ran was defeated, and shouted muffled and flew backwards.

Qi Huan was also backfired by Mo Ran's palm power. Although he did not have Mo Ran's strong reaction, the powerful palm power still made his inner breath stagnate.

In amazement, Qi Huan could not have thought that a mid-level god powerful man would have such palm power, but his astonishment disappeared into Qi Huan's consciousness in just a moment.

"So what if you have strong palm power? Isn't you a mid-level god powerful?" Qingmei's intentions were fully visible. Now Qi Huan can be sure that the death of Yan Ping and others was definitely not Mo Ran's own actions. In his eyes, Mo Ran was just a lucky boy with the heart-eating beetle in the realm of the God General.

Thinking of this, Qi Huan didn't think about it anymore, and stepped hard under his feet. He flew closer and wanted to take Mo Ran's life.

Mo Ran's face was filled with shock when he pretended to lose, but in his heart, he sneered repeatedly.

"Old man, you're fooled."

Just as Qi Huanfei was about to take Mo Ran's life in front of him, suddenly, Mo Ran's laughter sounded, which made the former stunned.

"What?"

Mo Ran, who should have fallen to the ground, suddenly stood up in Qi Huan's eyes, and his cold eyes were looking directly at Qi Huan with a bloodthirsty light like a beast, which made Qi Huan shudder without any sensation.

The green energy in his body was silent, and Mo Ran's arms were suddenly filled with power that was completely incompatible with the mid-level gods. When the blue veins of his arms burst out, an unprecedented vigorous energy swept across the spot. Taking advantage of Qi Huan's surprise, Mo Ran's fists suddenly poked out.

The fist was shocking, and with one punch, two invisible qi force suddenly turned into two powerful qi flows and attacked Qi Huan.

Seeing this, Qi Huan was shocked and could not avoid it. He could only use his full vitality and raise his palm to meet him.

"Bang~"

The fists and palms intersected, and the two extremely devastating forces made Qi Huan fly backwards, and a mouthful of uncontrollable blood surged into his mouth along his throat.

"Puff~"

Blood splashed and splashed on Mo Ran's face, but he did not stop at all. His steps pedaled rapidly, and his speed soared again, and the technique of lattice began.

"Bang~bang~bang~bang~"

The straight fist swung, and the speed of the fist was amazing. Mo Ran was like a peerless killing god, launching a storm-like attack on Qi Huan's old body.

"Bang~bang~bang~bang~"

At first, Qi Huan was able to rely on his years of experience to resist a few hastily, but over time, as Mo Ran's fist speed became faster and faster, Qi Huan gradually couldn't bear it. In the end, he could only turn all his divine energy into defense and avoid Mo Ran's attack as much as possible.

The Sifang Qimen Formation completely blocked the two people's bodies in the formation world. No one could see clearly what was happening in the formation. Everyone could only hear the dull slams, and occasionally Qi Huan's unbearable screams.

"Old man, let you taste the power of this class now."

Mo Ran's body was like lightning, surrounding Qi Huan, and he did not give him a chance to escape. His fists were like dragons waving his tail, and he kept gushing. A stream of strong green aura turned into white lights, and without exception, bombarded Qi Huan's body, which made him not even have the chance to speak and scold him.

Now Qi Huan finally knew that he had underestimated Mo Ran. This powerful boxing force was equal to that of a high-level god. It can be imagined that if Mo Ran really reached the realm of a high-level god, his strength would become even more terrifying.

Qi Huan was right. Mo Ran had just understood the "Qingxuan Split Body Fist". He was not very skillful in applying this kind of green energy. More importantly, his body is unable to bear too much green energy at present. Otherwise, let alone Qi Huan, even Lou Yi and Wu Xing could not face it calmly.

Mo Ran knew that he could not consume much and could make the green energy recycle to make effective attacks. In addition, he was still waiting for an opportunity. Qi Huan could become Lou Yi's loyal subordinate and absolutely had his proud capital, but he had no chance to use it under his own bombardment. He was rarely affected by poisonous miasma by being able to survive safely in the poisonous swamp forest. The formation flag in Qi Huan's hand is probably not an ordinary thing.

As expected, Qi Huan could no longer bear Mo Ran's unscrupulous harm to himself. As he roared, his old face was ferocious, his arms were striking, and a shocking aura swept out.

"Thousand Flame Formation Fire~"

"Qianyan Formation Fire" is a supreme martial art that Qi Huan integrated the four-gate Qimen formation and the earth-level magical skill "Qianyan Fire", which is as powerful as the lowest-grade magical skill of the Heavenly Level.

The Sifang Qimen Formation is originally a trapping formation set up by the four formation flags. In the formation, the earth-level magic skill "Qianyanhuo" can be mentioned to the lowest level of the heavenly level through the power of the formation.

With a magical skill used, the flame concentration in the four-sided Qimen formation suddenly increased several times, and directly forced Mo Ran back several feet away.

Seeing that Mo Ran had been forced to retreat, Qi Huan dared not stay. When his fingertip seal was formed, he hurriedly escaped with the Shengmen that was spinning over the formation.

Mo Ran was waiting for this opportunity. How could he let Qi Huan escape so easily?

Seeing Qi Huan disappear into the only gate of life, Mo Ran's mouth curled slightly, and the illusion spirit formation world was formed by thoughts.

"Telection~"

Now Mo Ran’s illusion formation world can use the three thousand worlds to expand its territory to about two hundred meters around. With the distance between him and Qi Huan, he could have stopped him before he entered the Shengmen, but Mo Ran did not do so. His purpose is very simple.

Follow Qi Huan to see the essence of the Qimen Array in the Four Squares, and then seize the four-formed formation flag.

"Swish~"

The moment Shengmen turned away, Mo Ran escaped into it with teleportation technique. As soon as he entered, he saw Qi Huan cursing him in secretly, panting not far away.

Mo Ran smiled coldly, and did not rush to attack, but laughed loudly, "Old man, I'll see where you run this time?"

"Moran?" Just as he was holding his knees and breathing, he heard Moran's voice beside him, and Qi Huan was shocked: "Why are you here?"

Mo Ran smiled and said, "Do you think you can trap me in the four-sided Qimen Array?"

"You~"

The four-sided Qimen Formation is Qi Huan's specialty. Without this specialty, he is just an ordinary high-level god powerhouse. When he saw his own formation, he couldn't even trap Mo Ran, and Qi Huan's heart suddenly became cold.

"You are just lucky, but I can't do it. You can guess where the student is every time."

Qi Huan's eyes turned cold, and his hands flew up again. Countless exquisite seals formed rapidly. The light of Shengmen flashed again. Qi Huan left a sneer and once again penetrated the Shengmen.

A long way away, Mo Ran estimated the time when the Shengmen disappeared, smiled slightly, and used the teleportation technique again, followed Qi Huan into the Shengmen again.

"How is that possible?" This time Qi Huan learned the essence. He felt an invisible pressure sweeping over the back. He was immediately shocked: "What a fast speed."

"Shengmen, get up."

This time, Qi Huan did not stop at all, entered the gate and turned the formation again and again, and his body was like a swimming fish and shuttled through countless rotating formation gates.

As for Mo Ran, his figure was even more ghostly and unpredictable. As soon as Qi Huan entered the formation, he would immediately follow, so that no matter how Qi Huan escaped, he could not get rid of Mo Ran.

Not long after, Qi Huan finally understood Mo Ran's intentions and felt the humiliation of being ignored. Qi Huan suddenly stopped and stopped escaping, but looked at Mo Ran viciously and said, "Boy, do you want to take my formation?"

Mo Ran carried his hands on his back, and his mouth was slightly fluctuating, and he laughed and said, "Did you find it? It's too late. Now I have already seen this four-sided Qimen Array, and it's useless to keep you."

While speaking, Qi Huan didn't see how Mo Ran was acting, and in the blink of an eye came to him.

“Telection?”
Chapter completed!