MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 613 Third Grade Martial Saint, Civilized World
Chapter 613 Third Grade Martial Saint, Civilized World
He gritted his teeth: "Isn't it just giving up the best opportunity? There is a second best opportunity!"
His figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Qingkuang, he threw the iron rod behind his back, held the Sacred Sword with both hands, and swung it down fiercely.
Hua Guang flashed, and Yao Sheng's hot fireball, which was as hot as a scorching sun, was split into two by him, turning into a sky full of flames and disappearing without a trace.
Followed by the water mass of black jade like the sage of the vast sea, and the huge body of the sage who is sweeping the sky.
Sure enough, Mo Fan was right to choose not to gamble. The rescue of the Saint of the Sea and the Great Sage Looting the Sky were half a beat behind.
If he hadn't arrived in time, Mo Huangkuang would be reduced to ashes in an instant.
On the other side, the medicine sage also came to Lin Yang smoothly, took the lead, and stood in front of Lin Yang!
Blocked the wind of annihilation.
He only has one hand, but he propped up a huge cloud of fire, blocking all the wind of annihilation.
Even though Wind of Annihilation has a power comparable to that of Emperor Wu, it is still not enough for him.
Lin Yang has already lost his body, and only one third of his huge body has been eaten away.
There are no wounds, no bloodstains, as if it disappeared out of thin air, and the people watching it are horrified.
Seeing that the teacher was already guarding in front of him, Lin Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, the string that had been tense against the wind of annihilation finally relaxed at this moment.
fell into a severe coma.
Yao Sheng stretched out his consciousness and took a look. Although Lin Yang was seriously injured, at least he left a crippled life.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as his life is still alive, he believes that Lin Yang should have a chance to make a comeback.
With him, the number one pharmacist in the mainland, there is no need for injuries or anything.
Even if Lin Yang is really dead, as long as he is not completely destroyed, he can still find a way to revive him.
Thinking of this, Yao Sheng smiled slightly, his shriveled skin stretched out in toothache.
He is also betting that Mo Fan is not willing to give up Mo Qingkuang's life, vowing to kill Lin Yang.
As it turned out, he was right.
Mo Fan was really unwilling to trade Mo Qingkuang's life for Lin Yang, and gave up this great opportunity.
With his divine sense, he already felt that Mo Fan in the void is closer to Lin Yang.
Losing his opponent, Mo Qingkuang's tight string also collapsed in an instant.
The phantom of Feng Bo behind him faded away, he lost consciousness, lost all strength, and just fell from the midair.
Still, Mo Fan reacted very quickly, picked up Mo Qingkuang, felt the condition in his body, and Mo Fan frowned.
Mo frivolous situation is very bad, all the meridians in his body may be close to collapse, although the connection is still broken, but it is already quite dangerous, and it is supported by the obsession to kill Lin Yang.
Now that Lin Yang was rescued by the medicine sage, under the double blow of disappointment and exhaustion, there was no trace of blood on Mo frivolous face, and his breath became weak.
Mo Fan quickly fed him the elixir and gave it away gently.
A gentle force sent Mo frivolously and softly back to Han Yan'er.
Han Yan'er's mood was rolling up and down like a roller coaster at the moment, with tears streaming down her face.
Seeing her husband come back to her, he quickly caught her and took care of him carefully, fearing that Mo's frivolous body would collapse if he exerted a little force.
The true energy in the body poured into Mo frivolously.
The world fell silent.
This magnificent genius battle finally came to an end.
The civil war between the two geniuses who came out of the remote Tiannan Town in the Southern Province of the Tianxuan Empire ended in the victory of Mo Huangkuang.
This is Mo Fankuang's redemption for himself, and it is also the victory of Mo Fan's fate.
In Mo Fan's mind, a series of prompts from the system sounded.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for preventing Lin Yang from winning the genius championship. The reward is worth 50,000."
"Ding, congratulations to the host for preventing Lin Yang from winning the genius championship and raising his cultivation to three levels."
"Ding, congratulations to the host for preventing Lin Yang from winning the genius battle championship, and rewarding him with a Dao Jindan."
With the arrival of generous rewards one after another, the world suddenly changed color.
A group of saints have not yet realized what happened.
In the sky, the heavenly tribulation thunder that had been shielded by the Great Sage of Pingtian quickly condensed, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye.
It is so rich that it can hardly melt!
Countless thunders fell and poured into Mo Fan's body, helping his already powerful body to escape from the ordinary and become holy.
There are more tribulation thunders pouring into Mo Fan's small world of thunder.
Accumulated thunder rolls, arc roars!
Countless Thunder Beasts began to gestate and cohere, becoming more and more substantial and powerful.
Not only Ultralisks, but also some humanoid creatures made of electric arcs appeared in that small world.
more and more.
They have superficial postures, and in a short moment, it seems that countless long years have passed.
Everyone even saw the conquest of Zhongdian and Thunder Beast in Mofan Thunder World, and the battle between Electron and Electron.
They actually evolved tribes and derived armies.
They all worshiped towards the thunder-covered sky, and their direction was Mo Fan, the owner of this small world.
Thunder's small world is nourished by Tianlei and grows bigger and bigger, covering a wider and wider area, almost submerging the entire space of Jilei Mountain!
Everyone was stunned.
Everyone is a saint, and they all have a small world, which belongs to one party.
But why is Mo Fan's small world so unusual?
His area is astonishingly large, almost comparable to the entire space of Jilei Mountain.
You must know that the space of Jilei Mountain is a fusion of the small worlds of countless monster saints who died in the battlefields of foreign races in ancient times.
formed this protective wall to protect the Tianhan Continent.
Not only that, the formation of the other six holy places is also the same.
For countless years, the saints who died fighting here will integrate their small worlds into this space, making this space stronger.
Make greater contributions to the continent that bred them.
This is the small world of countless powerful people in the past.
What about Mo Fan?
It is only his small world, which is almost two-thirds the size of the entire Jilei Mountain.
Moreover, the level of civilization of the creatures in his small world is astonishingly high, and there is even a rudimentary form of primitive tribes competing for supremacy between humans and monsters.
And in the small world of most of their saints, the creatures are just born, and their consciousness is ignorant.
Even the pinnacle saints who have been nourished for countless years, such as the Great Sage of Pingtian and the Sage of Hanhai, etc., are only the spiritual wisdom that gave birth to the soul.
Like this kind of tribal warfare, they are still several stages away from civilization!
At the same time, Mo Fan's aura also changed drastically.
First-rank Martial Saint, second-rank Martial Saint, until third-rank Martial Saint!
Mo Fan's cultivation has increased by leaps and bounds. His terrifying aura, combined with the strange and powerful small world, makes even the saints of the fifth and sixth ranks tremble.
The Lords of the Holy Land, such as the Great Sage Pingtian, the Great Sage of the Vast Sea, the Great Sage Looting the Sky, and the Sacred Gold Sage, all showed shocking expressions in their eyes.
They also guessed that Mo Fan would be very powerful after entering the Holy Realm.
But they never expected that this day would come so suddenly and so quickly.
And as soon as he entered the holy realm, he was a third-rank martial saint. The astonishing power on his body made them, the top powerhouses, feel pressure and threats.
(end of this chapter)
