MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 584 The First Battle of the Future Mage
Chapter 584 The Battle of the First Mage in the Future
Kong Kong and Mo Qingkuang are both rank-7 formation masters, but Kong Kong's formation speed is too fast, like a machine gun.
Everyone couldn't even understand, how could the recovery speed of the seal keep up with him setting up the formation so quickly?
In fact, everyone doesn't understand that the power of the ethereal body is far from being as simple as they understand.
Integrated into the space, all physical attributes including recovery speed will be greatly increased!
Double in length!
The energy flowing in the subspace will consciously chrysalis enter the empty body, just like meeting the emperor.
On weekdays, it takes an hour to recover the true energy of the seal, and you don't even need a stick of incense in the space.
This is the premise of the empty chain array.
"Master Chongling, the ethereal body is really extraordinary! I don't think it will be long before your title as the first mage will be abdicated." The odd gold saint praised Master Chongling.
Saint Qijin and Saint Master Chongling were the arrogances who grew up in the same era. He clearly remembered that Saint Master Chongling was far less powerful when he was in Kongkong's age!
The future is empty, and if nothing else happens, it is almost certain that he can surpass Chongling Shengshi.
Chong Lingsheng laughed, his face glowing red.
It makes him more happy when others praise his disciples than himself.
"The strange golden saint is too famous, and the empty road is still far away. Besides, Mo Qingkuang is the successor of the Lingyuan saint! The master Lingyuan's formation skills are not something we can figure out, and the outcome is still unknown. Ah." Saint Master Chong Ling said modestly.
"Sage Master Chongling is too modest." Saint Qijin smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter whether the blue is better than the blue, even if there is no difference between the past and the present, Mo frivolous is not the person of the Lingyuan Saint, It may not be possible to calculate the inheritance."
The Strange Gold Saint is almost certain to have nothing to lose. No matter how strong Mo Qingkuang is, he can't withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of more than a dozen seventh-rank spiritual formations!
Don't say that Mo Qingkuang is only a third-rank Martial King, even a third-rank Martial King, it is difficult to persist.
Mo Fan on the side listened to the conversation between the two without saying a word, just sipping tea to himself.
The ignorant frog in the well doesn't know the power of the Lingyuan Saint Master at all.
Those lost secret skills, any one of them can make them so excited that they can't sleep. You are not from the line of Lingyuan Shengshi. How can you say that He Qing is better than Lan because of Lan?
As everyone knows, the inheritance of Saint Master Lingyuan is the inheritance that I arranged for Lin Yang, the chosen one. How can you three melons and two dates be compared?
In the arena, Mo Qingkuang saw nearly 20 seventh-rank spiritual formations rushing in, almost covering the entire arena.
Moreover, Kong Kong continued to cast out his seals like crazy, and continued to arrange the spiritual array.
If this goes on like this, Mo frivolity may have nowhere to stand!
"Suppress people with numbers?" Mo frivolously muttered to himself.
"In the face of absolute power, no matter how large the number is, it is nothing more than a mess of loose sand, and a mayfly can shake a tree!"
I saw his fingers moving in unison, and the speed of waving was astonishingly fast, drawing afterimages.
One after another, the seals fell into all directions like a stream of light, disappearing!
His movements are so fast that the naked eye cannot catch them, and they are continuous!
Kongkong didn't stop, and continued to set up formations. He wanted to build 30 formations, and then exploded in one fell swoop, completely crushing them!
As the array exceeded twenty-five, even the saints in the void stood up one after another, muttering to themselves.
"Seat twenty-five! What on earth does he want to do?"
"Twenty-seven seats! His tactics are almost rogue!"
"I just don't know what kind of destructive power this method of warfare can cause in the alien battlefield in the future?"
"Wait, what is Mo Qingkuang doing? Why hasn't he even set up a formation?"
The great sage Luetian observed meticulously, and when everyone's attention was attracted by the astonishing number of formations, he did not let go of his attention to Mo frivolous.
Following his reminder, the eyes of the saints fell on Mo frivolous again.
Mo frivolously stood where he was, his fingers dazzled, and he had stood there for a long time.
But in this world, there is no change at all, obviously the formation has not yet formed.
But it is enough to be compared with Kong Kong. Mo frivolous, who has obtained the inheritance of Lingyuan Saint Master and has an outstanding record, cannot be without any power to fight back.
The formation he is setting up must be an extremely powerful ultimate move, enough to determine the fate of the universe!
"Eight-Rank Formation!" Squinting his eyes to observe a gust of wind, Master Ling's eyes suddenly widened!
Based on his attainments in formations, of course it can be seen that Mo Qingkuang is actually arranging eighth-rank formations!
He couldn't help being shocked!
It's no wonder that Mo Qingkuang didn't move on the spot, while countless spells were swayed, but he didn't move for a long time. He was actually arranging an eighth-rank formation!
How dare he!
Everyone was inexplicably horrified!
Eight-Rank Formation!
Mo frivolously shocked them far more than the empty thirty seventh-rank spiritual formations.
The eighth-rank formation is comparable to the existence of Emperor Wu!
How old is Mo Frivolous?
He is only twenty years old, can he tinker with an eighth-rank formation?
Mo Qingkuang's current strength is barely enough to reach the seventh-rank formation mage, but the eighth-rank formation is even more idiotic!
But he is just doing it, and he hasn't stopped for so long, obviously there is still hope of success!
If Mo Qingkuang is really able to successfully arrange the eighth-rank spiritual array, the thirty empty seventh-rank spiritual arrays may not have a chance of winning!
"Impossible, it is impossible for Mo frivolous to succeed without knowing the eighth-rank formation! A twenty-year-old eighth-rank formation mage has never heard of it! Forcibly deploying a high-level formation, the backlash may kill him!"
In the Conferred God Realm, an eighth-rank formation mage said in disbelief.
His cultivation has reached the realm of Martial Saint, and his attainment of Array Master has also reached the eighth rank, and he is also an important existence in the Conferred God Realm.
But he has already lived a long time, if Mo frivolously arranged an eighth-rank formation at the age of twenty, how would he accept it?
Admit that all these years have lived enough?
"What the gossip sage says is different! Who knows that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Emperor Wu, set up a saint-killing array and almost killed the sage Yunluo?" The sage Linyuan said.
Everyone has complex expressions.
Yes, Mo Qingkuang is the descendant of Mo Fan. When Mo Fan was in the realm of Emperor Wu, he set up a ninth-grade spirit array and almost killed the Yunluo saint.
The gap between the eighth rank and the ninth rank is much larger than that between the seventh rank and the eighth rank!
Mo Fan can do it, but as his descendant, Mo Qingkuang may not be able to do it.
Sage Yunluo on the side looked gloomy and said nothing!
Damn Linyuan Saint, never forget to disgust me.
The other saints also looked dignified.
I thought that Kong Kong had already won the game, and the decisive blow was only a matter of time.
But I don't want Mo Frivolous to have the ability to fight back!
The result of this battle is confusing again!
The winner, this should be the first mage in the future!
(end of this chapter)
