Chapter 1748 1749 From Contempt to Shock

He had already made preparations, but it was only because Mu Hanyan had not learned the priest magic before, and was interrupted by Long Wudang, which was delayed until now.

"Wait." An Xiaxin suddenly interrupted Sikong Qinglan.

"What's wrong?" Sikong Qinglan looked at her suspiciously.

"Change the formation." An Xiaxin came to the side of the hall as she spoke. Shen Yuhe thought about it, and stood on the other side. The three of them stood in a finished shape.

Sikong Qinglan patted his forehead, judging from the power of Mu Hanyan's previous fireball technique, I'm afraid it's not much worse than the others. What he had prepared earlier was to test the third-order god priest's formation, which was obviously not enough.

Following the hand gestures and soft chants of the three, a halo lit up, then another, and another, and after a while, six halos lit up in sequence, and a pattern of light unique to the formation also enveloped Mu Hanyan.

"Sixth-order formation!" The priests and commoners who looked around were all surprised.

With the gradual decline of the Huayu Temple, there are fewer and fewer priests. There are still a total of 18 priests left in the Huayu Temple. Because of the lack of cultivation resources, the strength improvement is extremely slow. The left priest, An Xiaxin, and the right priest, Shen Yuhe, were all eighth-order god priests, while the prayer priest Sikong Qinglan was seventh-order.

Mu Hanyan only passed the assessment yesterday, and only accepted the baptism of God today, so he immediately entered the assessment as a sixth-order god priest.

Although Mu Hanyan defeated Long Wudang just now, many people thought about it, but she played some tricks and caught Long Wudang by surprise, and what she used when she defeated Long Wudang was obviously not a priest god. It is martial arts, and ordinary people and priests with lower strength can't see her true strength from that big fireball.

If it wasn't for seeing that An Xiaxin thanked Mu Hanyan earlier and had some understanding of her character, some would suspect that she was deliberately targeting Mu Hanyan.

Among all the people, apart from An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan, probably only the sixth-order god priest looked as usual. With her strength, if she used the lowest-level fire-fighting technique, it would be difficult to do so. of power.

The ray of light from the formation became more and more solid, like a real cage, imprisoning Mu Hanyan in it.

"Start." An Xiaxin said.

Mu Hanyan pushed out his hands slowly, only to see a flash of red light, and a fireball with a diameter of nearly ten feet appeared again.

"Boom", in the loud noise, the essence-like formation of the gods smashed open.

An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, and Sikong Qinglan took a step back at the same time. When the heat wave hit, even the people standing at the gate of the main hall were unsteady, staggering back and forth.

The formation used to assess the sixth-order god priest was so easily broken by Mu Hanyan.

"Come again!" An Xiaxin played the trick again, followed by Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan.

Immediately, seven halos flashed. There was no doubt that this was the concentration formation used to assess the seventh-order priests of the gods and once again enveloped Mu Hanyan.

"Start!" Following An Xiaxin's soft drink, Mu Hanyan pushed out her palms again.

"Boom", just like before, the God Concentration Formation used to assess the seventh-order god priests shattered once again.

An Xiaxin and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back, but there was a flash of light in their eyes.

"Come again!" Following An Xiaxin's hand gestures and chants, eight halos flashed.

This time, the power of the formation was obviously much stronger than before, and Mu Hanyan slowly drew out the Hanxiao Sword.

"Choke!" A dazzling red light erupted like a volcanic eruption, accompanied by the sound of the sword chant that was pure and bleak.

The god-gathering formation used to assess the eighth-order god-level priests was completely vulnerable before this volcano, and turned into nothingness in an instant.

The entire hall trembled violently, scattering thousands of dust.

The three of An Xiaxin were so shaken that they could not stand firm. They slammed into the wall with a bang, and even spat out a mouthful of blood.

All around, everyone was stunned.

This is a great formation used to assess the eighth-order gods and priests. It was so vulnerable in front of Mu Hanyan that even the three priests who set up the formation were so shocked that they vomited blood.

How powerful is her strength!

The most terrifying thing is that she only accepted the baptism of God today, and she only used the most superficial priest magic. Seeing An Xiaxin, Shen Yu, and Sikong Qinglan's faces turning pale in an instant, they didn't dare to think about it any longer.

"It's saved, the Temple of Flower Rain is saved." An Xiaxin's eyes were full of excitement, and she even muttered to herself with a hint of water.

"Several adults, I didn't hold back just now, I hope you forgive me." Mu Hanyan felt a little embarrassed when she saw that An Xiaxin had been accidentally injured.

"It's okay, it's okay." An Xiaxin's face was full of joy, without the slightest anger, she waved her hand and said.

"Do you want to continue?" Mu Hanyan asked expectantly.

After performing the art of controlling fire again and again, she became more and more skilled, more and more handy, and her power became more and more powerful. The joyful mood was a bit like a child who just discovered a fun game, and she was more aware of her true strength. be curious.

"I still want to continue, but the three of us are only the eighth-order god priest with the highest strength, and we can't mobilize a stronger formation, so we can't continue if we want to." An Xiaxin said with a wry smile.

Hearing her words, Mu Hanyan was a little disappointed, as was the audience.

However, although it was uncertain what level Mu Hanyan had reached, there was one thing that everyone was sure of. Her strength was definitely not weaker than the three strongest priests in the temple, and she was probably stronger than them.

"Everyone else is gone, we have something to talk about." An Xiaxin said to everyone.

Although they felt a little regretful, everyone still withdrew from the temple.

"Let's go, I have something to tell you." An Xiaxin led Mu Hanyan and the others towards the stairs on the side of the hall.

Like other temples, the Huayu Temple is divided into two floors, and the lower floor is where the priests practice and live. Because the temple does not have the concept of a country, all the political affairs of the city are also controlled by the temple, and the priests serving in the temple are also on the first floor. Of course, Huayu City is so dilapidated, of course, there is no political matter to deal with.

The second floor of the temple is where the chief priest handles political affairs. The discussion hall is also here, but no one can come up without the chief priest's summons.

In the middle of the second-floor hall is the place where the priest handles government affairs. The room is very large, about 30 feet long and wide, and there is a platform outside. Standing on the platform, you can overlook the entire Huayu City.

Although it is dilapidated, it can still give people a sense of vastness when looking at it from here. The wide long street and ancient buildings are also easy to imagine the prosperity of Huayu City, the large abandoned farmland on both sides of the city. The ranch can also make people imagine its former wealth.

Mu Hanyan was a little strange, what did An Xiaxin bring herself here for?