Mo Ran's consumption is too huge. Now that he is only at the level six martial saint's realm, he cannot recover instantly under such severe consumption.

Seven days.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Mo Ran spent seven unknown days and nights. During these seven days, he could hardly feel any Zixiao Sect's member. He could only maintain the original purple qi and constantly wander in his meridians with his mind.

All the internal energy of the four major origins was exhausted, which created the greatest consumption brought to him by the City of Chaos.

In the hazy state, Mo Ran could only rely on the immortal characteristics of the original purple qi to slowly restore his inner breath.

On the eighth day, Mo Ran finally felt the four major internal energy that had disappeared for a long time. Just as these four extremely pure auras began to flow, Mo Ran suddenly realized that the barrier in his mind that had appeared just now was tightly blocking him and could not move towards the seventh-level martial saint suddenly felt a faint sense of rupture.

"Ba~"

A crisp sound appeared in the body. The four major internal qi of the original source were immediately entangled with the original purple qi. The internal qi, which was twisted into a troublesome internal qi, immediately stirred up huge energy fluctuations in the body.

Deep in the purple palace, an energy vortex flashing with five-color light constantly hitting the four walls of the purple palace. At this moment, the barrier that bounds his realm finally shattered.

The majestic internal energy dispersed at this time, and it continued to surge towards the limbs of the body. Mo Ran, who was cross-legged, and his soul continued to tremble.

Not long after, the people in Zixiao who had been paying attention to Mo Ran's state all discovered that their sect leader had something strange. They were of low strength and could not feel whether Mo Ran's changes were good or bad, so they could only look at Mo Ran anxious and helpless.

At this moment, a long roar in the sky came in from outside the giant illusion spirit formation.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this long roar.

Mo Ran is now at a critical moment of recovery, why would a strong man come at this time?

Listening to the whistle, all the souls were moved. Zijing and others who knew Mo Ran were even more shocked.

Others may not know, but they can't understand it in their hearts.

The Chaos City created by Mo Ran may be miracles from the outside, but they know that Mo Ran would never spend so much effort on this so-called city.

In this Chaos City, there must be the so-called truth of the formation world, and its appearance can fully guarantee the safety of the Zixiao Sect.

Such a powerful formation cannot stop the roar of a strong man from approaching?

That can only mean that this strong man is not an ordinary strong man. With his estimation of Mo Ran's strength, Zijing and others were sure that the strong man who appeared at this critical moment must have the strength of a powerful martial god.

In amazement, Zijing frowned slightly and waved his hand and shouted loudly: "All Zixiao Sect members are ready to face the enemy."

Even with the protection of the formation world, the cautious Bauhinia would not be careless. After all, this formation world was created by Mo Ran and he is now at a critical moment of recovery. Maybe this formation world will not have any effect without his support and activation. Therefore, Bauhinia issued the order to welcome the enemy.

As Zijing and others expected, shortly after the long whistle came in, an extremely fast figure flew from afar.

Not long after, a slender figure flashed above the Chaos City. This person had a national face, with straight facial features and clear edges. At first glance, he looked extremely majestic. However, there was a star scar on the right face of this person. The scar was very shallow, but he could clearly see it.

Once this person appeared, he used his extremely surprised and puzzled look to the bottom.

"Huh? Why does a formation world appear here?"

The Chaos City created by Mo Ran is a giant illusion formation world. From the sky, it is just a boundless mountain range covered by layers of white fog, which is different from the intersection of the two major mountains in the day. However, this person just took a look and found that this formation world was enough to show that the person is not only not low, but is also very powerful.

After looking at it calmly for a moment, the person frowned slightly. As powerful soul power emerged, it turned into wisps of extremely permeable energy and rushed towards the edge of the formation.

"Buzz~"

Once the soul power was touched, the entire formation suddenly trembled, and suddenly, the man showed a shocked expression.

"Huh? So powerful. The person who can create this formation world~, it's not the king formation, right?"

Thinking of this, this person's unyielding spirit was suddenly stimulated by the illusion formation world, freeing up his hands, and one by one, a wonderful and complex seal technique condensed between his palms. Finally, when the fast seal technique flashed, a stream of air evolved into a huge "break" character appeared on his chest.

The word "go" was spoken out, and the airflow immediately rushed towards the edge of the formation.

"boom"

A shocking sound disturbed all the Zixiao Sect members in the Chaos City in the Formation Realm. At that time, everyone would see a pillar of air that looked like dawn fell down quickly.

At the same time, Mo Ran, who was recovering from meditation, was at the critical moment of rushing to the level 7 Martial Saint Realm. Although he also felt the unusual aura approaching, he was very helpless about it. So, Mo Ran frantically activated his inner breath, constantly impacting the barrier that was about to break, and did everything possible to break through early to prevent it from being unprepared.

"boom"

A figure fell to the ground like a heavy shell. The moment the man raised his head, everyone felt a surging momentum spreading in the Chaos City.

Everyone hugged each other, their eyes full of fear and coldness. No matter what the person's origin was, as long as he had a slight rash move, Zixiao and others would stop him even if they fought to die, and they would buy the most time for Moran.

After the middle-aged strong man fell down, he raised his head, but his eyes were not as serious as everyone imagined. With a hint of shock and interest, the man began to look around.

"What a powerful formation." He sighed, and the man walked around. After a while, he turned his gaze to the Zixiao Sect's members.

"Huh? So many martial arts masters? And martial arts maniacs? They are not weak. The people behind them are still martial gods."

Zijing's eyebrows were slightly tightened and walked out of the crowd. Over the years, he has been responsible for taking care of everything about Zixiao Sect and has no time to practice. His strength has always been at the level of a peak martial artist. It can be said that among the top leaders of Zixiao Sect, she is the lowest in strength. At the same time, only she has the same prestige as Tong Liang.

With a slim waist, Zijing bowed, and while his expression was solemn, he also showed respectful appearance: "Zixiaomen Zijing has met his senior."

"Bauhinia?" Hearing this name, the man was obviously stunned. His slightly stunned expression immediately showed a faint look of admiration: "You are Bauhinia?"

As soon as this statement came out, Zijing was stunned.

Judging from this person's momentum, he is definitely not an ordinary person. Even Mo Ran, who is like a god in their minds behind him, is still slightly inferior. How could such a powerful person know him?

Zijing thought for a moment, and Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Senior, can you recognize me?"

The middle-aged strong man was happy when he heard this and said, "The famous Zixiao Sect Zijing Military Advisor, no one on the mainland can recognize it now."

"Senior, how should I call my name?" Zijing could not see any malice in this person's eyes, so he felt relieved.

"You don't recognize me, haha." The man smiled softly, and then said, "I didn't expect that the Heaven and Earth Alliance had a great power, but it still didn't do anything to you? I think it's entirely because of you, right? Haha, Mo Ran, this kid, really knows people."

Listening to this man's extremely kind tone, Zijing couldn't help but feel happy. Those who could say such words must have an extraordinary relationship with Mo Ran. It seems that they are friends but not enemies.

Thinking of this, Zijing winked at Shen Hang and others beside him. Shen Hang knew how to wave his hands to the tense Zixiao Sect members behind him. Zixiao Sect members were ordered and put down the weapons in their hands.

Seeing this, the man nodded secretly and asked casually: "Little Zijing girl, where is Moran?"

"Moran?" When Zijing heard the man ask about Moran, he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of struggle.

Seeing this, the man immediately smiled and said, "Little Zijing girl, don't lie to me. Even if everyone on the mainland thinks that Mo Ran is dead, I won't believe it. That boy's life is harder than a stone, so it's not that easy to die."

After seeing through his mind, Zijing shook his head helplessly, then slowly turned around and looked behind him.

The man looked at it, his brows tightened slightly, and then suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

"call out"

A slight stir in the air was produced, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared without a trace. When the Zixiao Sect found this person again, he found that he had arrived at Mo Ran.

Everyone was shocked, and the weapon that had just been retracted was pulled out again, and they were about to move forward.

Seeing this, Zijing quickly waved his hand and shouted, "Stop."

When the Zixiao Sect heard this, he looked at Zijing in surprise.

Zijing didn't explain, his eyes were fixed on the man and said, "Senior~, he~"

The man waved his hand, interrupted the words of Zijing, then stretched out a hand and slowly pressed it on Mo Ran's back.

"boom"

A thin invisible aura poured out along the man's body and rushed into Mo Ran's body wildly. At that time, Mo Ran, who was breaking through for a long time, suddenly felt a powerful force flowing in from the outside world. This force just supplemented his internal energy that was not enough to break through the barrier at present.

Taking advantage of the increase of this power, Mo Ran flipped his hands and made a delicate handprint at the same time. He raised his head and shouted, and a purple air rose into the sky.

"Broken~"

"Level 7 Martial Saint."
Chapter completed!