Chapter 590: The Battle of the Future's First Formation Master
Kong Kong and Mo Qingkuang are both seventh-level formation mages, but Kong Kong's formation speed is too fast, like a machine gun.
Everyone couldn't even understand that when he deployed the formation so quickly, how could the recovery speed of the seals keep up?
In fact, everyone does not understand that the power of the ethereal body is far from being as simple as they understand.
Integrating into the space, all physical attributes of Kongkong, including recovery speed, will be greatly increased!
Double and grow!
The energy flowing in the subspace will consciously enter Kong Kong's body, just like meeting the emperor.
It usually takes an hour to recover the Dharma Seal Qi, and you don't even need a stick of incense in the space.
This is the premise for the empty serial array.
"Master Chong Ling, your ethereal body is really extraordinary! I think it won't be long before you, the first mage of the first formation, will step aside to make way for others." Saint Qijin praised Master Chong Ling.
Qijin Saint and Chongling Saint Master were geniuses who grew up in the same era. He clearly remembered that Chongling Saint Master was far less powerful when he was Kongkong's age!
In the future, Kongkong, if nothing unexpected happens, can almost definitely surpass the Spirit-Charging Saint Master.
He smiled at the Spirit Saint Master, his face glowing red.
He is happier when others praise his disciples than when he praises himself.
"Saint Qijin has been over-praised, and the road to empty is still far away. Besides, Mo Qingkuang is the descendant of Holy Master Lingyuan! The formation attainments of Master Lingyuan cannot be fathomed by me, and the outcome is still unknown." Ah." Master Chongling said humbly.
"Saint Master Chong Ling is too humble." Saint Qi Jin shook his head with a smile, "It doesn't matter whether one is better than another. Even if Saint Master Lingyuan is the same in ancient times and modern times, Mo Qingkuang is not the Saint Master Lingyuan. It’s not necessarily possible to calculate the inheritance.”
Saint Qi Jin is almost certain to win in vain. No matter how strong Mo Qingkuang is, he can't withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of more than a dozen seventh-grade spiritual formations!
Not to mention that Mo Qingkuang was only a third-grade Martial King. Even a third-grade Martial King would find it difficult to persevere.
Mo Fan on the side listened to the conversation between the two and said nothing, just sipping tea by himself.
The ignorant frog in the well has no idea how powerful Holy Master Lingyuan is.
Those lost secret skills can make them so excited that they can't sleep if they are used casually. You are not from the lineage of the Holy Master of Lingyuan, so how can you be better than the master?
As everyone knows, the inheritance of Holy Master Lingyuan is the inheritance that he arranged for Lin Yang, the chosen one. How can your three melons and two dates be compared to each other?
In the arena, Mo Qingkuang saw nearly twenty seventh-grade spiritual formations rushing towards them, almost covering the entire arena.
Moreover, Kongkong went crazy and kept offering his seals and setting up the spiritual formation.
If this continues, Mo Qingkuang may have no place to stand!
"Suppressing people with numbers?" Mo Qingkuang muttered to himself.
"In the face of absolute power, no matter how large the number is, it is nothing more than a pile of scattered sand, like a fly shaking a tree!"
I saw his fingers moving in unison, and the speed of waving was astonishingly fast, creating afterimages.
One after another, the seals fell into all directions like streams of light and disappeared!
His movements are so fast that the naked eye cannot catch them, and they are continuous!
Kongkong did not stop and continued to set up formations. He wanted to build thirty formations and then explode in one fell swoop to completely crush them!
As the formations exceeded twenty-five, even the saints in the void stood up one after another, muttering to themselves.
"Twenty-five seats! What on earth does he want to do?"
"Twenty-seven! His fighting methods are almost rogue!"
"I just don't know what kind of destructive power this kind of tactics can cause in foreign battlefields in the future?"
"Wait a minute, what is Mo Qingkuang doing? Why hasn't he even set up a formation?"
The Great Sage Luotian was very observant, and when everyone's attention was attracted by the astonishing number of formations, he did not let go of his attention to Mo Qingkuang.
Following his reminder, the eyes of all the saints fell on Mo Qingkuang again.
Mo Qingkuang stood there for a long time, dazzled by the movement of his fingers.
However, there was no movement at all in this world, and it was obvious that the formation had not yet taken shape.
But Mo Qingkuang, who is comparable to Kong Kong, has obtained the inheritance of Lingyuan Saint Master, and has a remarkable record, cannot be without any ability to fight back.
The formation he is setting up must be an extremely powerful killing move, enough to determine the fate of the world!
"Eighth level formation!" He squinted his eyes to observe a burst of Feng Chong Spirit Saint Master, but his eyes suddenly widened!
With his attainments in formations, he could certainly tell that Mo Qingkuang was actually setting up an eighth-level formation!
He couldn't help but be shocked!
No wonder Mo Qingkuang stood still, swaying countless seals, but there was no movement. He was actually arranging the eighth-grade formation!
How dare he!
Everyone was shocked and inexplicable!
Eighth-grade formation!
The shock that Mo Qingkuang brought to them far exceeded the thirty empty seventh-grade spiritual arrays.
The eighth-level formation is comparable to that of the powerful Emperor Wu!
How old is Mo Qingkuang?
He's only twenty years old, can he tinker with the eighth-grade formation?
Mo Qingkuang's current strength is barely enough to reach the level of a seventh-level formation mage, and the eighth-level formation master is even more of a dream!
But he is doing it and has not stopped for so long. Obviously there is still hope of success!
If Mo Qingkuang really succeeded in setting up the eighth-grade spiritual array, thirty empty seventh-grade spiritual arrays might not have a chance of winning!
"Impossible, Mo Qingkuang can't succeed without knowing the eighth-grade formation! An eighth-grade formation master at the age of twenty is unheard of! Forcibly arranging a high-level formation, the backlash may cost him his life!"
In the Conferred God Realm, an eighth-grade formation master said in disbelief.
His cultivation has reached the realm of Martial Saint, and his attainments as a formation master have also reached the eighth grade. He is also an important existence in the Conferred God Realm.
But he has lived for a long time. If Mo Qingkuang arranged an eighth-grade formation at the age of twenty, how can he accept it?
Do you admit that you have lived enough for these years?
"What the Bagua Saint said is different! Little did you know that the Great Saint Qitian arranged the Saint Killing Formation at the Martial Emperor Realm and almost killed the Yunluo Saint?" The Linyuan Saint said.
Everyone's face was complicated.
Yes, Mo Qingkuang is the descendant of Mo Fan. When Mo Fan was at the Martial Emperor Realm, he arranged the ninth-grade spirit formation and almost killed the Yunluo Saint.
The gap between the eighth and ninth grades is much greater than that between the seventh and eighth grades!
Mo Fan can do it, and as his successor, Mo Qingkuang may not be unable to do it.
The face of the Saint Yunluo on the side was gloomy and he said nothing!
Damn Saint Linyuan, he never forgets to disgust me.
The other saints also looked solemn.
I thought Kong Kong had already won the victory, and it was only a matter of time before the decisive blow was made.
But I didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang had the ability to fight back!
The result of this fight became confusing again!
The winner should be the first formation master in the future!