Mo Fan was unwilling to let this Master Wu Ku go like this.

However, facing such a person who can turn the rain all over the sky into a rain nest, it is indeed not an easy task to break through his rain fortress. Even if it is used to use Xiao Yan Ji's robbery of the flame fire, it will take a certain amount of time.

Mu Bai had already taken the crystal ball thrown by Wu Ku at this time.

In the crystal ball, the blue bat was at the highest point of a mountain, and there were many people in gray clothes beside her.

When the blue bat escaped from the cave, his right shoulder was burned by Mo Fan's flames, and he could see clearly in the crystal ball, which shows that Wu Ku really planned to sell the blue bat so that he could escape by himself.

"Mo Fan, Lao Zhao and I go to Blue Bat, you can stay here to deal with this guy." Mu Bai said.

"Blue bats are not easy to deal with," Mo Fan said.

"You have to have confidence in us. None of them wants to run away today!" Mu Bai said firmly.

"Okay, you guys, I'll deal with him here as soon as possible." Mo Fan nodded.

Wu Ku couldn't let go. Since he was the head of the Black Holy See, regardless of whether he had the grudges of Bocheng, his capture value was much greater than that of the blue bat.

The Blue Bat is trying to set off a tide of beasts in the Andes, and they cannot succeed. The best way is to divide the troops into two groups, let Mu Bai and Zhao Manyan deal with Blue Bat, and they will deal with the head Wu Ku here.

Wu Ku's strength should never be underestimated, otherwise how could his dark veins feel dangerous and vigilant when they meet him twice?

Only when Mo Fan can pose a real life threat to this dark vein will this warning appear.

Although I was not absolutely sure to win Wu Ku, I had to give it a try anyway in the tens of thousands of people who died for Bocheng!

...

Wu Ku was still sitting cross-legged in the rain nest he built. He opened his eyes only after Mu Bai and Zhao Manyan did go away.

Those eyes were as turbid as the rain at this time. If you want to say something vividly, Wu Ku was no different from an ascetic monk. What he couldn't understand was that such a person who had no need for material things in life should do those consciences.

"Little donor, you three go to the Blue Bat. The Blue Bat will definitely die. You will receive goods at least, but you are greedy and want to catch us all in one place, and you may not get anything." Wu Ku seemed to persuade.

"I don't know why, but I have a premonition. What you are about to do will only be more crazy and evil than the blue bat." Mo Fan stayed here firmly.

The Black Holy See is all about performance. Blue Bat has worked hard to destroy the Holy Academy of Ojos for so long. How could his head Wu Ku have no evil plans?

"This is a misunderstanding. Monk, I have never really done anything that hurts the world. As a leader, it is nothing more than supervision. Just like a project, there are always his contractors. What I do is just routine checking and following up on the progress. I won't do other things." Wu Ku said very easily.

"You're going to talk to the King of Hell." Mo Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense to this monk Wu Ku.

"I'm telling it is true. Even in Bocheng, I just supervise and don't participate... To be honest, Bocheng is indeed not our real goal. An experimental site can be placed anywhere, but the Great Deacon Hujin insisted on doing it in a familiar place. I have no choice but to do anything about monks. At that time, monks were not the headmasters." Wu Ku didn't care whether Mo Fan listened or not, and still defended.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan’s attitude towards Wu Ku were completely different. You die first, and I will tell you slowly.

Faced with such a rain nest, Mo Fan directly used his strongest magic, and star maps appeared one after another, forming a palace like falling from the starry sky in the area of ​​Mo Fan. The vast magic energy suddenly churned like a cold ocean.

Even hiding in his own rain nest, Wu Ku could feel Mo Fan's powerful super-level aura and endless anger!

"Why are you doing this? I'm also helpless in Bocheng. When we first met in Lhasa, I was praying for the dead souls, and I worshiped more than 30,000 times. It took me several years to complete it. If you believe that I, a person who is willing to do such a thing, will have time to harm and persecute me?" Wu Ku was still saying, even if he was talking to himself, he was very happy.

"Everyone is dead, it doesn't make sense for you to play in the world. If you kowtow more than 30,000 more heads on the way to the underworld, I believe you!" Mo Fan had completed the thunder magic.

Suddenly, thousands of lightning flashes appeared densely, and they took the shape of curved spears, just like thousands of soldiers holding spears surrounded Wu Ku and threw out the iron spear in their hands!

When lightning struck, Wu Ku's eyebrows flipped, he folded his hands together, looking like he was silently reciting scriptures, but as his lips kept trembling, the raindrops surrounding him began to turn three layers of circles.

The outermost raindrops alternate rapidly, preventing those lightning steel spears from directly passing through the gaps in the raindrops.

The raindrops in the middle layer rotated around Wu Ku at high speed, turning into a rain whirlwind shield, directly blocking the power of thunder and lightning.

The innermost raindrops gradually connected together, becoming Wu Ku's most direct rainwater barrier, absorbing the penetration of the penetration of the electric blow.

It was obviously a defensive magic, but there were three layers of guardians.

Every time Mo Fan's lightning was greatly weakened by the protection, and finally arrived at Wu Ku's body, which was actually no different from scratching.

No wonder Zhao Manyan didn't fight Wu Ku. Even with such a strong destructive power, it would be even more impossible for Zhao Manyan to do so.

Zhao Manyan was able to delay until he arrived, but now Wu Ku's Yuchao defense has caused Mo Fan a headache.

Although Mo Fan is the strongest, he appears in the posture of King Yan.

But Wu Ku is in the water system.

Mo Fan's most powerful fire system cannot achieve absolute effects at the moment.

"The donor really has no need to waste time with me. Now, when you go to Blue Bat, you may be able to save Ojos Holy Academy, which is a little later..." Wu Ku said.

"I have seven systems, try them one by one. I want to see if your magic can hold on!" Mo Fan said.

After hearing this, Wu Ku's face became a little ugly.

Yes, the other party has seven divisions.

It's like a crocodile nibbling on the turtle. The crocodile doesn't let go, and the turtle doesn't show its head.

The turtle said, if we just spend it like this, I can live for a thousand years, what about you?

...

Wu Ku also began to panic, and he could still explain some reason when he met Zhao Manyan.

This will be Mo Fan, who is determined to kill himself.
Chapter completed!