Chapter 558: Cold and Summer Arrive

"Over!"

The old voice was solemn and majestic, with unquestionable majesty.

Bathed in white light, the old man, like a dying old man, slowly stepped into the sky.

"You are all powerful saints. It is excessive to make a scene at the wedding. It is a shame to destroy the wedding!" The old master Chongling looked serious and angry.

"I don't care what conflicts you have or how you fight. But people have to have face and trees have to have bark. The bottom line of principles cannot be pleased!"

After saying that, he waved his hand gently, and the deep pit smashed by the big shield and sword light was miraculously restored.

At the same time, white light fell from the sky, and the palace that disappeared suddenly returned unscathed.

Looking through the door of the hall, even the wine on the table was not spilled at all.

"The Great Sumeru Formation!" Mo Fan exclaimed.

The Chongling Saint Master used the ninth-grade spiritual formation, the Great Teleportation Formation!

The Great Sumeru Formation is not offensive and can only store a certain object in a space.

It can be used from the first to the ninth grade.

The difficulty and grade of the formation are determined by the size of the object to be stored.

It is a useless formation that can only be used for moving and traveling.

But in the hands of the Chongling Saint Master, it turned decay into magic.

If it were not for this Great Sumeru Formation, this hall would have been destroyed.

The Great Sumeru Formation that can store such a huge hall must be of the ninth grade.

Mo Fan was a little puzzled. How did the Chongling Saint Master arrange it in such a short time?

It's incredible!

You know, even a ninth-grade formation master needs a long time to arrange a ninth-grade formation.

Some extremely difficult formations even take several days or more than a month.

Chongling Saint Master actually completed this formation in an instant when he discovered the intention of the Barrier Saint?

Has his attainment in formation reached such a superb level?

In fact, it is not the case. Master Chongling is the master of the holy land and a top-level strong man who has lived for a long time.

He considers things more comprehensively.

When Mo Fan and the others fought, he had already started to prepare.

Not only the hall, but also this land, even the entire imperial city, including everyone, he covered them with the Great Sumeru Formation.

Once the battle of several saints could not be controlled and affected others, he would immediately activate the formation to save the dead and protect the buildings.

It was just that Mo Fan was focused on the battle, so he did not notice the obscure fluctuations of the seal.

Master Chongling also saw the plan of the Barrier Saint to use everyone's lives to force Mo Fan to stop.

If Mo Fan had not stopped his hand in time, he would have almost activated the Great Sumeru Formation to save people.

Now that the Barrier Saints and the others intended to destroy the hall, he had to protect them.

The Barrier Saint and others were also a little disappointed, but Master Chongling was not the Linyuan Saint.

This is a well-known peak formation master, the first formation master in the entire continent.

As long as he is given time to prepare, all the saints present combined are not enough to deal with Master Chongling.

They dare not act rashly in front of Master Chongling.

Seeing Master Chongling angry, they kept silent and lowered their heads.

This is the powerful majesty of the true master of the holy land.

A tool man with average martial arts value like Master Linyuan can only be said to be a burden at the level of the master of the holy land.

"Okay, you guys have it. The old man is going to have a wedding. If you want revenge, come on another day, and don't harm the innocent." Master Chongling said lightly, and waved his sleeves to send the saints of the barrier away.

The saints of the barrier looked at Mo Fan with unwillingness and pondered for a moment.

Finally, he bowed to Master Chong Ling and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I'll take my leave now."

Before leaving, he glared at Mo Fan fiercely: "Mo Fan, this matter is not over yet!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly: "I don't want to be done with you either."

After they left, Master Chong Ling landed slowly.

Mo Fan hurriedly went up to him and bowed to thank him: "Thank you Master Chong Ling for your help. I'm very grateful."

His respect was from the bottom of his heart.

The strength of each lord of the holy land was unfathomable. He thought that he had reached the peak of the Martial Emperor and was already the top strong man in the world. Even the fifth or sixth grade martial saints, he could fight.

But now, he looked at the lords of the holy land first.

Perhaps in front of them, the fifth or sixth grade martial saints were just a slightly larger ant.

Thinking of his rude words to the Saint of the Vast Sea a few days ago, Mo Fan suddenly felt a lingering fear.

If the Saint of the Vast Sea had no gentlemanly demeanor and was a bad-tempered person, he might have taught me a lesson.

I was still a long way from the pinnacle of this world.

"Forget it, I just don't want to see you hurt innocent people. I'm very optimistic about Mo Qingkuang, so let's leave him a good fate." Master Chong Ling shook his head.

Mo Qingkuang had inherited the legacy of Master Lingyuan. He was able to set up a seventh-grade spiritual formation at a young age. He was a top-notch genius in his Conferred God Realm, and the title of Holy Son was even more out of the question.

Perhaps only Kong Kong could be comparable to him.

If Mo Qingkuang hadn't studied under Mo Fan, who was also a ninth-grade formation master, he would probably have rushed to accept him as a disciple.

Mo Fan smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

"Okay, hurry up, don't delay the auspicious day." Master Chong Ling smiled slightly and returned to his seat again.

Mo Fan nodded, and then greeted Wang Riyue and Li Jiahao: "Thank you, brother Wang, and Saint Ergou for your help."

"It's meaningless to bully the weak with more people. We can't set up the formation here. You can't use it. You'll suffer." Wang Riyue is a wise man and has no intention of taking credit.

Li Jiahao said: "I've wanted to fight him for a long time, but I couldn't help it. No need to thank me."

"You should thank me. Please take your seats. I'll come down to toast you two brothers a few more cups later."

"Okay."

The two of them also took their seats.

After the storm was settled, the guests returned to their seats and continued to enjoy this twists and turns of the wedding.

Mo Qingkuang also comforted Han Yan'er while calming himself down.

But just as Mo Fan and the empress sat back in the main seat, they heard someone outside the hall say loudly: "The Holy Son of Yaoshen Mountain has arrived!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard it.

"Han Shu..."

"Why is Han Shu here?"

"Didn't someone come to Yaoshen Mountain just now? Why are there another group?"

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But Han Shu first bowed to Zheng Tao outside the door, then walked quickly into the hall, and knelt down in front of Mo Fan and the empress to bow.

"Greetings to the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, greetings to Her Majesty the Empress."

Mo Fan glanced at him, and the change was huge, especially in his momentum.

The weak scholarly air before had disappeared, replaced by the confidence and pride of no one else but me.

His cultivation has reached the seventh level of Wu Zun, which is estimated to be enough to look down on all the geniuses in Tianhan Continent.

The whole person is like a blazing furnace, full of explosive fire elements, like a little fire man.

Since he came in, the temperature of the whole hall has risen a little.

This is because the dark blue dream flame in his body is a little excited to return to its old place.