He had already made preparations, but it was only because Mu Hanyan hadn't learned priestly magic before, and was interrupted by Long Wudang to drag him until now.
"Wait." An Xiaxin interrupted Sikong Qinglan suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Sikong Qinglan looked at her suspiciously.
"Change another formation." An Xiaxin also came to one side of the main hall while speaking, Shen Yuhe thought for a while, and then stood on the other side, where the three of them stood in finished characters.
Sikong Qinglan patted his forehead. Judging from the power of Mu Hanyan's previous fireball technique, he might not be much worse than them. What he had prepared earlier was to test the third-tier god priest, which was obviously not enough.
As the three of them chanted and chanted softly, one halo lit up, and then another, and another, and after a short while, six halos lit up one by one, and a pattern of light unique to the formation also enveloped Mu Hanyan.
"Sixth-order formation!" The priests and commoners who were watching were all surprised.
With the gradual decline of the Huayu Temple, there are fewer and fewer priests. There are still 18 priests left in the Huayu Temple. Due to the lack of training resources, their strength is also extremely slow. The priest on the left, An Xiaxin, and the priest on the right, Shen Yuhe, are both eighth-rank god priests, and the praying priest, Kong Qinglan, is at the seventh rank. Most of the others are only fourth-rank, fifth-rank, or even lower, and there is only one sixth-rank priest.
Mu Hanyan just passed the examination yesterday, and received the baptism of God today, so he immediately went to the examination of the sixth-level god priest, so it didn't surprise people.
Although Mu Hanyan defeated Long Wudang just now, in many people's minds, it was because she played tricks and caught Long Wudang by surprise, and it was obviously not the priest god she used when she beat Long Wudang later. Ordinary people and priests with lower strength could not see her true strength from the big fireball.
If it wasn't for seeing An Xiaxin thanking Mu Hanyan earlier and knowing her a little bit, some people would have suspected that she was targeting Mu Hanyan on purpose.
Among all the people, except for An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan, probably only the sixth-level god priest looked normal. With her strength, if she used the lowest-level fire-controlling technique, it would probably be difficult for her to do so. power.
The light of the formation became more and more solid, like a real cage, imprisoning Mu Hanyan in it.
"Start." An Xiaxin said.
Mu Hanyan slowly pushed out her hands, only to see a red light flash, and a fireball with a diameter of nearly ten feet reappeared.
"Boom", amidst the loud noise, the real god-gathering formation broke open violently.
An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, and Sikong Qinglan took a step back at the same time. The heat wave hit, and even the people standing at the entrance of the main hall couldn't stand still, staggering back and forth.
The formation used to assess the sixth-level god priest was broken so easily by Mu Hanyan.
"Again!" An Xiaxin played the hand formula again, followed by Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan.
Soon, seven halos flashed past. There was no doubt that this was the god-gathering formation used to assess the seventh-level god priests, which once again shrouded Mu Hanyan's body.
"Start!" With An Xiaxin's soft drink, Mu Hanyan pushed out his palms again.
"Boom", just like before, the god-gathering formation used to assess the seventh-level god priests shattered 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.
"Again!" Following An Xiaxin and the others' handwriting and singing, 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!" Accompanied by the joyful but desolate sound of the sword chant, a dazzling red light erupted like a volcano.
The god-gathering formation used to assess the eighth-rank god-rank priests was completely vulnerable before this volcano, and it turned into nothingness in an instant.
The entire hall trembled violently, and scattered thousands of dust particles.
The three of An Xiaxin were so shocked that they couldn't stand firmly, they hit the wall with a bang, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
All around, everyone was stunned.
This is the god-gathering array used to assess the eighth-rank god priests. It was so vulnerable in front of Mu Hanyan that even the three priests who set up the array were shocked to vomit blood.
How strong is her strength
The most frightening thing is that she just accepted the baptism of God today, and she only used the most superficial priestly magic. If she used high-level high-level magic that matched her strength, what kind of power would it be? Seeing An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, Sikong Qinglan and the others turned pale in an instant, they didn't dare to think about it anymore.
"It's saved, the Huayu Temple is saved." An Xiaxin's eyes were full of excitement, even with a hint of water, and he muttered to himself.
"My lords, I confiscated them just now, please forgive me." Mu Hanyan was a little embarrassed to see that An Xiaxin and the others were accidentally hurt.
"It's okay, it's okay." An Xiaxin said with a face full of joy, not the slightest bit of anger, waving his hands.
"Do you want to continue?" Mu Hanyan asked with some expectation.
She is more and more proficient, more and more handy, and more and more powerful when she uses the fire control technique again and again. The joyful mood is a bit like a child who just discovered a fun game, and she is more concerned about her true strength Be curious.
"I still want to continue, but the highest strength of the three of us is only the eighth-level god priest, and we can't activate a stronger formation, so we can't continue." An Xiaxin said with a wry smile.
Hearing her words, Mu Hanyan was a little disappointed, and so were the surrounding audience.
However, although it is not certain how strong Mu Hanyan is, everyone is sure of one thing. Her strength is definitely not weaker than the three strongest high priests in the temple, and she is probably stronger than them.
"Everyone else, let's go, we have something to talk about." An Xiaxin said to everyone.
Although they felt a little regretful, everyone still left 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 main 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 also handle government affairs on the first floor. Of course, Huayu City is in such a dilapidated state, of course there are no political affairs to deal with.
The second floor of the temple is where the chief priest handles political affairs, and the conference hall is also here, but no one can come up without the summons of the chief priest.
In the middle of the second-floor hall is the place where the officiant handles government affairs. The room is very large, about three feet in length and width, and there is a platform outside. Standing on the platform, you can overlook the entire Flower Rain City.
Although it is dilapidated, it still gives people a sense of vastness from here. The wide long street and ancient buildings make it easy for people to imagine the prosperity of Huayu City in the past. There are large deserted farmlands and The ranch can also make people imagine its former prosperity.
Mu Hanyan was a little strange, what did An Xiaxin bring her here