MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

  Chapter 630

  On the Tiantian Formation, Mo Fan was suspended above the crater, with the scabbard sitting under him.

  The scabbard bloomed with dazzling brilliance, showing every detail of the sea area here.

   Around the crater, five saints sit cross-legged, all above the seventh rank, arranged in five rows.

  Over the entire mountain range, there is a slight cracking sound from time to time, a little bit of starlight blooms, and the energy tilts, like fireworks blooming in the sea.

   That was the Devil Emperor destroying the formation at the bottom of the volcano.

  Mo Fan's heart turned to the sky, his whole body was shining with brilliance, and countless light spots were separated from his body, smoothing out the damaged parts and refilling them.

  Following his thoughts, formations quietly took shape, once again strengthening the power of the Heaven Suppressing Formation.

   "Mo Fan, how can you hold on for so long!"

  At the bottom of the volcano, the Devil Emperor asked in a deep voice.

   Today is the third day.

   There are no fewer than one hundred and eighty rank-nine spiritual formations from Mo Fan, and they are still increasing.

   Rao is the devil emperor who used demigod cultivation to destroy the formation, but with Mo Fan's continuous replenishment, the weakening of the Tianzhen formation is still minimal.

  He not only has to resist the suppression of him by the Heaven Suppressing Formation, but also allocates part of his power to destroy the magic circle, which consumes a lot of money on him.

  Suppressing Heaven Formation is composed of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine ninth-rank spiritual formations, which coincides with the principles of heaven.

  The power is infinitely close to the **** level.

  Under the influence of the Heaven Suppressing Formation, the power that the Devil Emperor can display is only one percent.

   But also extremely scary.

   What shocked him was that the speed of Mo Fan's deployment could barely keep up with his speed.

  Three days have passed, and the Heaven Suppressing Formation, which had already lost more than one hundred ninth-rank large formations, has not been weakened too much, and the number has not exceeded two hundred so far.

   This made him pay more attention to Mo Fan.

  Mo Fan didn't answer him, and countless light spots spread outward, forming nine-rank large arrays.

  He consumed a lot, in the past three days, he swallowed so many treasures and panacea.

  The sky-defying value in the system also cost as much as 150,000, exchanged for 15 immeasurable soul pills, and replenished the energy of the soul 15 times.

  Mo Fan has perfectly received all the inheritance of Saint Master Lingyuan, and his formation skills are no longer inferior to Saint Master Chongling.

  His soul power and his own strength of true energy are still far above that of Saint Master Chongling.

  Combined with the creation-level skills, the battery life is amazing.

   But the most important thing is the technique.

   After all, Mo Fan is someone who has fought against the sky.

  With the ultimate understanding of formations and the energy of heaven and earth, I have a deeper understanding of the true meaning of formations.

  A formation mage, originally relied on the seal to form a special connection, forming a subtle traction, so as to take advantage of the power of heaven and earth.

  Mo Fan took this as the core and simplified as much as possible.

   Simplify the link nodes required by the array method again and again.

  Borrowing the particularity of the degraded and promoted spirit hand, only the consumption of the eighth-rank formation can be used to arrange the ninth-rank spiritual formation, and the speed is extremely fast.

   Only then could it barely keep up with the speed of the Devil Emperor's sabotage.

  The five saints in the crater were all shocked in their hearts.

   Mo Fan was able to persevere until today, which was beyond their expectations. Every time when the oil was almost exhausted, a magical force would always surge in Mo Fan's body to help him persevere again.

  They are all old people who have guarded here for a long time, just to prevent the Devil Emperor from attacking the mage in a hurry.

  They can help resist without affecting the array mage's concentration on the formation.

  So over the years, I have seen countless formation mages come to repair the large formation.

   But I have never seen such a terrifying existence.

  Over the years, the most outstanding time was when Master Lingyuan was dying.

  He arranged more than 30 ninth-rank spiritual arrays one after another in one day, and he still had the energy to leave on his own to prepare for his funeral.

   Today’s Mo Fan is of the same origin as him, but the blue is better than the blue. There are sixty ninth-rank spiritual formations produced every day, which is really amazing.

   But Mo Fan is different from Master Lingyuan.

  Sage Master Lingyuan was about to die, and he had disregarded the origin of life and pushed with all his strength to reach this speed.

  Mo Fan's life source is still vigorous, it has not decreased at all, but there are still some breakthroughs.

   Don't look at Mo Fan at this time, sometimes exhausted, sometimes full of energy, very painful.

   But they knew that once they stopped him and took a breath, they could break through again.

  The principle of this is just like Mo Fan trained Mo Frivolous in the past, emptying out his body and re-perfusing it.

   Enhance the body's endurance bit by bit to achieve the ultimate improvement.

   It's a pity that three days have passed, Mo Fan has no time to breathe, and the reinforcements from the Conferred God Realm have not arrived yet.

  While they were worried, they also felt sorry for Mo Fan.

   This is three days and three nights of overloading.

   The test of willpower is great.

   But before reinforcements arrived, Mo Fan couldn't stop.

   Until the fourth day.

  The saint of the vast sea came hurriedly with scars all over his body.

  He was bruised all over, but his spirit was very excited.

  Behind him, there were six ninth-rank formation masters, and the leader was Chong Ling.

   "Mo Fan, here we come."

  Seeing this, Mo Fan finally relaxed the string that had been stretched for four days, trembled all over, and fell from the scabbard.

  A martial artist quickly caught him.

   Saint Master Chong Ling quickly waved his hand, and the six formation masters all returned to their positions, and began to arrange formations to maintain the Zhentian formation.

  Mo Fan has also passed out.

  Countless auras of heaven and earth poured into his body automatically, filling every limb and every cell.

   "Island Master, he is about to break through!"

  The saint holding him exclaimed in surprise.

  Hanhai Saint's eyes flickered, and he rushed over with a stride.

   Sure enough, once he relaxes, Mo Fan will break through.

   "Hurry up, take him away, don't let the Devil Emperor interfere with him!" Hanhai Saint hurriedly said.

  Although Mo Fan might still be stronger than him in battle, he only has the cultivation base of a sixth-rank Martial Saint.

   There is still a lot of room for improvement.

   I really don't know what level he will reach the peak of the ninth rank, and whether he will be able to directly compete with the demigod.

  Now Mo Fan is too tired. Although he is breaking through, he is unconscious and easily influenced by the outside world.

   But what kind of thought did the Devil Emperor have, and his actions affected it, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

  The saint immediately hugged Mo Fan when he heard the words, and wanted to stay away from here.

  Mo Fan is the enemy of the alien race. Of course, the Devil Emperor will not let him break through so easily.

   A red light shot out from under the volcano, heading straight for Mo Fan.

  The other four saints rushed to stop them.

  But they were all easily shaken away by it.

  The power of this red light is much greater than any previous attack by the Devil Emperor!

   "Not good, the devil actually used the source of life in order to influence Mo Fan!"

  The saint of the vast sea exclaimed, regardless of the strength of his body, he quickly chased after the red light.

   "Mysterious Water World" he shouted loudly, and the surrounding water surged rapidly.

   With him as the core, azure blue brilliance burst out.

  A magnificent palace appeared, blocking the red light.

  Countless dragons rushed out, armed with weapons, and thousands of water warriors rushed towards the red light fearlessly.

  His small world is already quite large, like a dragon palace under the sea, with strict levels and a certain level of civilization.

  The life force in the small world is also very strong.

  It's a pity that he encountered an attack from a demigod using his life source.

   "嗖—"

  In just that moment, the red light pierced through his underwater palace, turning countless creatures into dust.

  The saint of the vast sea spewed out a mouthful of blood, and blood oozes between his eyebrows.

   This is a sign that the sea of ​​consciousness is about to break.

  His eyes gradually became dull, and he fell backwards, his breath of life rapidly passing away.

   Just like Mo Fan after the first battle with the sky, if you think that the small world of Wu Sheng is broken, then he is not far from death.

   "Island owner!"

  A Martial Sage who came with him rushed over quickly, helped him up, and stuffed a shining elixir into his mouth.

  The speed of the life flow in the body of the saint of the vast sea suddenly stagnated, and then gradually slowed down.

   But he still couldn't get out of the state of serious injury, and was unconscious!

   "Don't even think about it!"

  Seeing that the Saint of the Vast Sea could not stop the red light, another Lord of the Holy Land here made a move.

   Saint Master Chong Ling slashed on his chest with a palm knife, and a big mouthful of hard work spurted out, spilling on the Zhentian scabbard.

   Zhentian scabbard suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.

   "My sages, please take action to subdue the devil!"

  Following his loud shout, Zhen Tian's scabbard trembled violently as if it had sensed it.

   All of a sudden, the entire mountain range lit up with light spots, and countless energies gathered and merged into the sky-suppressing knife in the crater.

   A clear and joyful knife cry!

  A domineering saber energy soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the beam of red light that engulfed the life source of the Devil Emperor.

   Slashed with a knife, the sea surged and split into two.

   On the sea that no one can see, the tsunami is shocking!

  The beam of red light was cut off by this violent knife and disappeared completely.

  The whole seabed shook.

  The aftermath shattered hundreds of nearby rank-nine spiritual formations.

   "Is it worth sacrificing the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword and hundreds of Ninth-Rank Spirit Arrays to protect Mo Fan?" the Demon Emperor asked unwillingly.

   "Whether it's worth it or not will be known in the future. If the formation is broken, we can make up for it. If the Suppressing Sword is broken, we can recast it! Tianhan Continent never lacks people who are willing to sacrifice!" Master Chong Ling shouted coldly.

  He was a little pale, but he didn't stop his movements.

  With the swipe of the finger, countless dharma seals rushed out, once again building a new line of defense for the Zhentian Formation.

  The other saints did not stop, regardless of consumption, desperately maintaining the stability of the Zhentian formation.

   Breaking hundreds of spirit formations one after another, and using the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Knife, it had a great impact on the entire Heaven-Suppressing Formation.

  The suppression force has weakened a lot.

   Fortunately, the devil emperor also used the source of life, and he couldn't get out of trouble for a while.

  They have to hurry up and fix it.

   "Ignorant ants, soon, I will be able to break the seal, and your death is coming." Seeing that he missed a hit, the Devil Emperor gave up, put down a harsh word, and returned to calm again.

   Everyone remained silent, and the two saints quickly moved Mo Fan and Hanhai saint out.

  ...

   Mo Fan woke up three days later.

  In fact, as early as the second day, he had already broken through and reached the seventh-rank Martial Saint.

   But he is physically and mentally exhausted, and he must have enough rest.

   Now he only feels energetic all over his body, and he has reached his peak state.

  He opened his eyes, sitting in front of the bed, Han Su, a pair of jade hands tightly holding one of his hands, his eyes were slightly red, looking at him with distressed eyes.

"you're awake."

  Seeing Mo Fan waking up, Han Su was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly said, "I'll invite Great Sage Ping Tian to come in."

   After finishing speaking, he ran out of the house.

   Mo Fan sat up, and the Great Sage Ping Tian had already walked in.

  Mo Fan's expression froze when he saw this.

  Because he found that the Great Sage Pingtian had aged a lot, and his originally tall and stalwart figure seemed a little stooped.

  The pants on the left leg are empty, and there is nothing inside.

   "Great Sage, you?" Mo Fan was shocked.

   "It's okay, it's just that a leg is missing." The Great Sage Ping Tian shook his head, found a stool and sat down.

   "Compared to the shattering of the small world of the saint of the vast sea, I am lucky."

   "What? The small world of the saint of the vast sea is broken?" Mo Fan was shocked.

"You broke through that day without any consciousness. The Devil Emperor spared no effort to kill you, the Saint of the Vast Sea sacrificed his life to save you, and the shattering of the small world still failed to stop it. Later, the Saint Master Chongling activated the ancient heroic spirit in the Heaven-Suppressing Sword, and then he You saved it." The Great Sage Ping Tian sighed.

   "For this reason, hundreds of ninth-rank spiritual arrays in the Tiantian Zhenzhen were broken, and the power of the Tiantian Dao was weakened by one-twentieth."

  Mo Fan was silent.

  His face gradually darkened.

   "There is more." The Great Sage Pingtian continued.

   "The inner ghost has not been found. When we were escorting Saint Master Chongling and other ninth-rank formation masters to support you, we were attacked by the Orange Emperor, Huang Yihuang and Lan Yihuang."

   "However, they all seem to have been injured. It should be done by your buddhist friend. We took advantage of the joint efforts of five ninth-rank array mages, and the assistance of other saints, and killed Huang Yihuang and Orange Yihuang."

   "But the wings of the great sage Luetian were broken, I broke a leg, the tail of the great sage Huangfeng was gone, and the sage of the vast sea was covered in injuries. Later, because of saving you, the small world was broken and he still hasn't woken up."

  The voice of the Great Sage Pingtian became lower and lower as he spoke. The masters of the major holy places in the Tianhan Continent, the top fighters, all suffered injuries to varying degrees.

   This has not been seen in countless years.

   These are old brothers for many years. Even though one of them survived and killed two different emperors, he still felt bad.

  Mo Fan remained silent.

  These top powerhouses are willing to sacrifice everything to defend the entire Tianhan Continent.

  Especially the Saint of the Vast Sea, even though this sudden turmoil was caused by himself, he still chose to sacrifice his life to protect himself, which caused the small world to shatter and was seriously injured and unconscious.

  The Great Sage Pingtian and the Great Sage Looting Heaven are even more lacking in arms and legs because of this.

   You know, they are all ninth-rank martial saints, how easy is it to regenerate a broken limb?

  But it cannot be recovered. It is conceivable how serious the injury is.

   There is also Saint Master Chong Ling, who took over his position, and it is estimated that it is not much better at the moment.

   They helped themselves in this way for the entire Tianhan Continent.

  They have regarded themselves as the last hope.

  Mo Fan only felt that the responsibility on his body was getting heavier and heavier.

   It's not that he wants to be a hero, it's the world he created that forces him to become a hero.

  Although the alien race has lost two alien emperors, the conspiracy has not ended. They still have the biggest hole card, the devil emperor.

   There is another ghost in Tianhan Continent, but it has not been able to find out who it is so far.

  I heard from the Devil Emperor that there is a temple in the depths of the alien world, which is accumulating strength for his escape.

  Behind the brief calm is an undercurrent.

   Mo Fan gritted his teeth, and said something that shocked the Great Sage of Ping Tian...

  (end of this chapter)