Chapter 547: Rain Banner
As expected of a long-established saint, as soon as Saint Buyuyu made a move, we knew that his strength was not simple.
The overwhelming water elements made the air in the entire space thick.
Mo Fan's face became slightly solemn.
Unlike Saint Yunluo, this Saint Buyuyu was not a saint who focused on alchemy and accumulated elixirs, but was promoted step by step through practice and fighting, and his combat power also surpassed Saint Yunluo by more than one level.
Especially this small world, its control ability far exceeds the Divine Fragrance Purple Fire Domain of Saint Yunluo.
"Mo Fan, do you really think that with the title of Great Sage Equaling Heaven, you can be compared with the real Saint Realm powerhouse?" Saint Buyuyu snorted coldly.
The shocking waves swept over and wrapped Mo Fan tightly in it.
Saint Buyuyu had extremely rich combat experience, which was not comparable to Lan Xiao at all.
His water control technique was also not comparable to Lan Xiao.
Knowing that Mo Qingkuang was a formation master, he had already subconsciously attributed Mo Fan to a formation master.
After all, Mo Qingkuang was trained by Mo Fan, so it stands to reason that Mo Fan should also have extraordinary formation attainments.
A strong formation master is the one who is most likely to create miracles under certain circumstances.
If Mo Fan also used formations to attract the sky thunder like Mo Qingkuang, even if his cultivation was far superior to Mo Fan, he would not necessarily be sure of winning.
It was precisely because of this that he took the initiative and directly sacrificed his small world to shield this world.
As long as Mo Fan could not break his world, he would not be able to communicate with the sky thunder.
Then the so-called water conductivity property would no longer be a factor in his failure.
With such a crushing cultivation, Saint Buyu could not think of any reason for him to fail.
Mo Fan's eyes were cold. This Saint Buyu was really too much. His disciple was unwilling to accept the loss and wanted to save face on him.
Am I the kind of stepping stone used to regain face?
I wanted to give the Saint of the Vast Sea a favor and persuade you to leave.
Since you don't want to drink the wine, don't blame me, Mo Fan, for making a name for yourself!
Mo Fan gently pushed Mo Qingkuang away to avoid accidental injury.
Then he stretched out his finger and lightly tapped against the surging waves!
A beam of dark purple lightning condensed from his fingertips.
"Thunder! He can actually communicate with the thunder in the small world!"
Ning Shen was shocked when he saw the arc of electricity jumping like a little snake on Mo Fan's fingertips. The shock that Mo Fan brought to him was simply incomprehensible.
"No, it's not communicating with the thunder, it's the thunder in his body!" Ning Yu shook his head.
His eyes were also fixed on Mo Fan's fingertips. He had a higher level of cultivation and a deeper understanding.
Ask yourself, just the thunder on Mo Fan's fingertips is not something he can bear.
At the same time, why is the gap so big?
Saint Buyuyu was also shocked when he saw this. Isn't Mo Fan a warrior with a gold-type physique?
Although the destructive power is strong, the water attribute is best at using softness to overcome hardness.
Saint Buyuyu clearly did not feel any fluctuations of the formation being activated, as if this beam of lightning was born in Mo Fan's body.
"This is impossible!" Saint Buyuyu cried out in a low voice, and he was extremely turbulent in disbelief, wanting to defeat Mo Fan before he could condense a bigger thunder.
"Father, since Mo Fan has the sky thunder, Saint Buyuyu will..." Ning Shen only felt a little dry in his throat.
He didn't dare to speak out the following speculation.
"Not necessarily, Saint Buyuyu is a well-known great power after all, and a small attribute conflict may not be able to do anything to him!" Ning Yu shook his head, not knowing whether he was trying to persuade Ning Shen or boost his confidence.
But he was not wrong. Saint Buyuyu was not afraid even of the sky thunder contained in Mo Fan's body!
This is his domain. He is the god 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 thunder and lightning are almost inexhaustible in Mo Fan's body.
If it were any other martial saint, Mo Fan might still be a little tricky, but Saint Buyu Yu is a weak body with mutually restrained attributes in front of Mo Fan.
You know, Mo Fan is fighting with the foundation of the entire Jilei Mountain!
Mo Fan doesn't want to get entangled with Saint Buyu Yu. Either he doesn't do it, or he will defeat him with a crushing force!
On the one hand, it can deter Ning Yu, who has an unyielding ambition, and on the other hand, it can let the saints of the major holy places understand that although I, Mo Fan, have not yet become a true saint, you saints, don't want to bully me!
The thunder surrounding Mo Fan accumulated more and more, becoming thicker and thicker, condensing in his hand, like a purple-black ball the size of a foot.
The huge waves rushed towards him, but he stopped his steps under the shock of thunder and stopped in mid-air.
Under normal circumstances, thunder represents the way of heaven. The rules in the small world have not been established yet, and under the real power of heaven, he is a little timid.
The Rain Saint did not expect that Mo Fan's thunder was so powerful that it could scare the water in his small world.
But he saw him tear off a piece of sleeve and throw it upwards.
The torn cloth flew into the sky, and suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, with countless ancient and brilliant runes crawling on it.
It was completely different from the luxurious clothes before.
The whole space suddenly became hazy with drizzle.
It can be said to be drizzle, but it is amazingly powerful.
Each raindrop has a strong penetrating power, not inferior to a sharp feather arrow falling from the sky!
This is the tone that made the Saint of Rain famous, the Rain Banner!
It belongs to the spiritual treasure level and is extremely powerful!
No one expected that the Rain Banner was sewn on the clothes of the Saint of Rain.
The drizzle continued and became heavier.
At first, Mo Fan held up the Yuanqi shield to resist it.
Gradually, the drizzle turned into a downpour, and dense raindrops fell on Mo Fan's Yuanqi shield, like falling meteorites.
Every time, Mo Fan trembled.
Even the electric ball in Mo Fan's hand became much weaker because of this heavy rain.
Rain is rootless water, no matter how strong the thunder and lightning are, there is no place to use it.
"You can make me use this Rain Banner, which is also worthy of pride, Mo Fan!" The Saint of Rain smiled coldly.
His Rain-Blowing Banner complements this water world.
First it was drizzle, then heavy rain, and then torrential rain.
It was continuous and endless, and its power would continue to increase with the passage of time.
Back then, in the alien battlefield, he, the Rain-Blowing Saint, used this banner to kill a Saint-level 6 opponent.
This record has always been the capital for him, the Rain-Blowing Saint, to brag about.
Ning Yu, who was standing aside, quickly put up his hands to resist the raindrops and protect his children and grandchildren.
Feeling the huge penetrating power of the raindrops, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, worthy of being a Saint-level strongman.
If the Rain-Blowing Saint's main offensive was not on Mo Fan, he would probably not be able to hold on for long.
Not to mention Ning Shen and Ning Xian, they might not be able to resist even a raindrop.
But Mo Fan's eyes changed slightly.
"Rain-Blowing Banner, good stuff! But you are not the only one who has good treasures." Mo Fan smiled coldly.
"Since you have finished showing it, it's my turn."