MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

  Chapter 629 Devil Emperor

  Mo Fan was a little dazed: "You won't let me make up these hundreds of spirit arrays alone?"

   "No." The Saint of the Vast Sea shook his head, "The Devil Emperor's riot is not over yet, and what you need may be far more than a hundred."

  Mo Fan was stunned: "You really think highly of me, even if I am a ninth-rank formation mage, I'm afraid I can't keep up with the speed of the Devil Emperor's destruction."

"We have sent people to the Conferred God Realm to support you, and we will soon replace you with a ninth-rank array mage to assist you. What you have to do is to delay the number of people destroyed by the Devil Emperor as much as possible before the reinforcements arrive. No matter what, we can't reduce the number of formations here to less than nine thousand."

   "Otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!" Hanhai Saint said seriously.

   "Then when will they come?" Mo Fan swallowed hard.

"We will try our best to arrange it. During the days you are here, we will also provide you with unlimited recovery items to help you arrange formations day and night. However, it is a great test of willpower, so you have to be mentally prepared Get ready." Said the Saint of Hanhai.

  Mo Fan was speechless.

  A rank-ninth formation mage, who can arrange a rank-nine spiritual formation, is already very laborious.

   Those with higher attainments and stronger strength may be able to arrange two or three seats.

   But that is a kind of challenge to people, it almost takes people away.

  Mo Fan can almost be regarded as the first mage in the Tianhan Continent now, with the "Soul Nourishing Sutra" to nourish the spiritual consciousness, and the creation-level exercises to last.

  In a short period of time, only ten ninth-rank formations can be arranged at most. The hundreds of formations are really a huge amount of work.

  Thinking for a moment, Mo Fan looked at the Immeasurable Soul Pill worth 10,000 against the sky in the system mall, and gritted his teeth: "I will do my best."

  The Immeasurable Soul Pill is a powerful pill produced by the Mo Fan system, and the price is 10,000 yuan.

  Each one can restore the soul to its peak state and be full of energy.

   In fact, it is equivalent to a stimulant without side effects.

   Its preciousness is that no matter how powerful your soul power is, it can instantly make up for consumption.

  Mo Fan has now accumulated 250,000 sky-defying points, which can be exchanged for 25 coins.

   Converted into each Infinite Soul Pill, it can support Mo Fan to arrange ten formations, and then cooperate with the supplement of the creation-level skills and nourishing soul pills.

  Mo Fan can arrange up to 300 seats continuously.

  Based on the fact that the Devil Emperor destroys sixty ninth-rank spiritual arrays every day, Mo Fan can extend his release by five days for him.

  During these five days, if the ninth-grade formation mages in the Conferred God Realm cannot provide support, Mo Fan will be helpless.

"Five days, as long as all the supplies are in place, I can last for up to five days! I hope that the support can arrive as soon as possible, and I can also contact Lin Yuan from Yaoshen Mountain to send me the elixir that nourishes the soul. The more the better. "Mo Fan said seriously.

   "Okay! Five days is enough, we must find a way to send the comrades in the Conferred God Realm to each other within three days." The Saint of the Sea said in surprise.

  Five days was far beyond his expectations. I thought Mo Fan could last for three days at most, and five days was a surprise.

"You have to pay attention, there are three other emperors hidden in Tianhan Continent, you must be careful of their interception, there are ghosts in us, these things must be kept secret, and the route of coming here should be scattered, don't act in groups, Avoid sweeping them all at once," Mo Fan said in a deep voice.

   "Understood, don't worry."

  Hanhai Saint nodded.

   A group of people have reached the crater.

  Looking down, a long knife with a sheath blooming like the scabbard in the hands of the saint of the vast sea is suspended at the entrance.

  The tip of the knife is downward, constantly blooming energy, suppressing countless upward magmas that cannot come out.

   "Is this the Heaven Suppressing Knife?" Mo Fan asked in shock.

  He felt countless attributes from that knife.

   Various attributes such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, almost include all warriors in Tianhan Continent.

   "Exactly, it is the eye of the entire Zhentian Formation." Hanhai Saint nodded and handed the scabbard to Mo Fan.

"This scabbard belongs to the Zhentian Knife. It can help you get in touch with the Zhentian Knife. When arranging the formation, you must use the Zhentian Knife as the eye of the formation to replenish energy for it and use its energy to operate the spirit. Formation, complement each other."

   "Understood." Mo Fan took the scabbard, and a hint of understanding rose from his heart.

  When he looked at Zhentian Knife again, he found that not only the knife was suspended there, but also the souls of several supreme powerhouses.

  These people are the ancient powerhouses who sacrificed their lives to forge this magic knife.

  Mo Fan felt awe in his heart, and bowed deeply to them.

   "You are Mo Fan!"

  Under the volcano, a shocking sound suddenly erupted, causing the entire mountain range to vibrate.

   All the saints felt that something heavy hit their hearts hard. All are standing still.

  Mo Fan is not much better, this voice is coming to him, as if the call of death, making him tremble.

  He knew that the source of this voice was the Devil Emperor.

   "You know me?" Mo Fan shouted.

  Under the volcano, the lava surged and the heat wave was monstrous.

   "You managed to escape from the hands of my three subordinates. It seems that you are the new hope of Tianhan Continent?" The devil emperor said, his voice was like thunder.

   "Your subordinates are too weak to stop me, and the seven different emperors are here, maybe I can retreat a little bit." Mo Fan sneered, unwilling to lose his momentum.

   "Big words, if it wasn't for the monk who killed halfway to get in the way, do you think you can still come in front of me now?" The devil emperor snorted coldly.

  Mo Fan's heart trembled. The Devil Emperor has been sealed here for countless years. How can the outside world know about it?

   "Hahaha, are you curious, I have been imprisoned here for so many years, why do I know everything that happened outside?" The Devil Emperor laughed.

   "You will never understand the realm of gods! That is the real ruler. When I really step on the last line, the entire Tianhan Continent will become a paradise for our gods."

   "And you will be the food raised by the protoss."

   "You are dreaming, as long as I am here, you don't want to step into the Tianhan Continent!" Mo Fan said coldly.

   "You are very special, so special that I am a little worried about whether you will grow up to threaten my existence." The devil emperor smiled softly, making the sea tremble.

   "However, your time is running out. My family is preparing for the ritual of escaping their god. Once it succeeds, your broken sword will not affect me."

   "Mo Fan, when the time comes, I will prepare a big surprise for you, I hope you like it."

   Mo Fan's back was drenched in sweat, and the Devil Emperor had indeed found a chance to get out of trouble.

  The foreign race is accumulating strength for him.

  If you let him escape, no matter whether he can reach the **** level or not, there is no one in Tianhan Continent who can stop him.

   Mo Fan panicked for a while.

  (end of this chapter)