MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 540 Cloth rainband
Chapter 540 Rain Banner
As expected of a long-established saint, as soon as the rain-closing saint makes a move, he knows that his strength is not simple.
The overwhelming water elements made the air in the entire space viscous.
Mo Fan's face became slightly dignified.
Different from Saint Yunluo, this Rain-Watching Saint is not a saint who focuses on the accumulation of pills used in alchemy, but is promoted step by step through practicing and fighting, and his combat power is more than one level beyond that of Saint Yunluo.
Especially in this small world, its ability to control it is far more than that of Saint Yunluo's Divine Scent and Purple Fire Domain.
"Mo Fan, do you really think that with the title of Monkey King, you can compare yourself to a real holy man?" The rain-closing saint snorted coldly.
The shocking waves swept in, wrapping Mo Fan firmly in it.
The Rain-Buying Saint has extremely rich combat experience, which is not comparable to Lan Xiao.
His water control skills are not comparable to Lan Xiao.
Knowing that Mo Qingkuang is an array mage, he has subconsciously attributed Mo Fan to an array mage.
After all, Mo Fan was cultivated by Mo Fan. As it should be, Mo Fan should also have extraordinary attainments in formations.
The strong formation mages are the ones most likely to perform miracles under certain circumstances.
If Mo Fan used the array to catch the thunder like Mo Fan, even if his cultivation base is far superior to Mo Fan, he may not be sure of victory.
It was precisely because of this that he acted preemptively and directly sacrificed the small world to shield this world.
As long as Mo Fan can't break his world, he can't communicate with Tianlei.
Then the so-called conductive properties of water can no longer be a factor in capsizing his boat in the gutter.
Under the circumstances of crushing his cultivation base, Saint Buyu couldn't think of any reason for him to fail.
Mo Fan's eyes were cold, this rain-closing sage was really deceiving people too much, the disciple refused to accept the loss, and wanted to save face on himself.
Am I the kind of stepping stone used to save face?
I wanted to give the Saint of Hanhai a face, so I kindly persuade you to leave.
Since you don’t eat fine wine when toasting, don’t blame me, Mo Fan, for making you famous!
Mo Fan flicked lightly, sending Mo Qingkuang far away to avoid accidental injury.
Facing the monstrous waves, stretch out your finger lightly!
A bunch of black-purple lightning condensed from his fingertips.
"Thunder! He can still communicate with Thunder in the small world!"
Ning Shen looked at Mo Fan's fingertips jumping like a snake-like electric arc, and was shocked. The shock Mo Fan brought to him was simply incomprehensible.
"No, it's not the thunder of communication, it's the thunder in his body!" Ning Yu shook his head.
His gaze is also locked on Mo Fan's fingertips. His cultivation is higher and his understanding is deeper.
Ask yourself, just the thunder at Mo Fan's fingertips is not something he can bear.
At the same time, Emperor Wu, why is the gap so big?
The rain-closing saint was also shocked when he saw this. Isn't Mo Fan a warrior with a metal physique?
Although the destructive power is strong, the water attribute is best at overcoming rigidity with softness.
The Rainmaker clearly didn't feel any fluctuations in the activation of the formation, as if this beam of lightning was inherent in Mo Fan's body.
"Impossible!" The Rainmaker shouted in a low voice, unbelievingly and extremely huge waves, trying to defeat Mo Fan before he condensed a bigger thunder.
"Father, since Mo Fan has thunder from the sky, wouldn't the Rainmaker want to..." Ning Shen felt a dryness in his throat.
He didn't dare to speak out about the latter guess.
"Not necessarily. After all, the rain-closing sage is a long-established power, and his small attributes are incompatible. I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything!" Ning Yu shook his head, not knowing whether he was trying to persuade Ning Shen or boost his confidence.
But he is not wrong, even if it is the thunder contained in Mo Fan's body, the rain sage is not afraid!
This is his domain, he is the **** of this world, even if there is thunder, it can't hurt him!
He can dominate everything!
Unless the power of Thunder has exceeded the tolerance of his small world!
However, such lightning is almost inexhaustible in Mo Fan's body.
If it were other martial saints, Mo Fan might be a bit tricky, but the rain-closing saint is a weakling with similar attributes in front of Mo Fan.
You know, Mo Fan is fighting with the background of the entire Jilei Mountain on his back!
Mo Fan doesn't want to get entangled with the rain-closing sage, so he either doesn't do anything, or defeats him with a crushing force!
Once I come here, I can frighten the ambitious Ning Yu, and I will also let the saints in the holy places understand that although I, Mo Fan, have not yet become a real saint, you saints, don't even try to bully me!
I saw that the thunder surrounding Mo Fan accumulated more and more, getting thicker and thicker, and condensed on his hand, like a big purple-black ball about ten feet in size.
The monstrous huge waves rushed towards us, but under the awe of the thunder, we forcibly stopped our pace and stopped in mid-air.
Under normal circumstances, thunder represents the way of heaven, and the rules in the small world have not yet been established, and under the real power of heaven, it is also a little cowardly.
The Rainmaker didn't expect Mo Fan's thunder to be so powerful that it could scare the water in his small world.
But he saw him tearing off a piece of sleeve robe and throwing it upwards.
The torn cloth flew into the sky, suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and countless simple and bright runes squirmed on it.
It is completely different from the luxurious clothes before.
The entire space was suddenly blurred by drizzle.
It can be said to be drizzle, but its power is amazing.
Every strand of rain has a strong penetrating power, not inferior to a sharp feather arrow falling from the sky!
This is the tone of fame of the Rain-Watching Saint, Rain Banner!
Belongs to the Lingbao level, powerful and unparalleled!
No one expected that the rain-cloth flag was actually sewn on the clothes by the rain-cloth saint.
The drizzle continued and became heavier.
At first Mo Fan propped up the vitality shield to block it.
Gradually, the drizzle turned into a downpour, and the dense raindrops fell on Mo Fan's vitality shield, like meteorites falling one by one.
Every hit made Mo Fan tremble.
Even the electric ball in Mo Fan's hand was much weaker because of the torrential rain.
Rain is water without roots, and no matter how strong thunder and lightning are, they are powerful and have nowhere to go.
"You can make this old man use this rain-cloth banner, which is something to be proud of, Mo Fan!" The rain-cloth saint sneered.
His cloth rain flags complement this water world and complement each other.
First it was light rain, then heavy rain, and then torrential rain.
Continuous, continuous, and the power will continue to increase over time.
In the alien battlefield, he, the rain-closing saint, used this recruitment to grind to death a sixth-rank opponent at the holy level.
This kind of record has always been the capital of his bragging of the rain sage.
Ning Yu on the side hurriedly fought against the raindrops to protect his children and grandchildren.
Feeling the huge penetrating power of the raindrops, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I am worthy of being a strong man in the holy realm.
If it wasn't for the main offensive of the Rainmaker Saint to be on Mo Fan's side, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to last long.
Not to mention Ning Shen and Ning Xian, I'm afraid they can't even withstand a single raindrop.
But Mo Fan's eyes changed slightly.
"Buyu Banner, good thing! But you are not the only one who has a good baby." Mo Fan sneered.
"Now that you're done showing, it's my turn."
(end of this chapter)
