Chapter 636

On the Heaven-Suppressing Formation, Mo Fan was suspended above the crater, with the scabbard sitting under him.

The scabbard glowed with dazzling brilliance, illuminating every detail of the sea area.

Around the crater, five saints sat cross-legged, all of them above the seventh rank, divided into five elements.

From time to time, there were slight explosions on the entire mountain range, and dots of starlight bloomed, and energy tilted, like fireworks blooming in the sea.

That was the Demon Emperor destroying the formation at the bottom of the volcano.

Mo Fan's five hearts were facing the sky, and the light flashed around him. Countless light spots separated from his body, smoothing out the destroyed positions and refilling them.

After that, with his thoughts, one formation after another quietly took shape, once again strengthening the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Formation.

"Mo Fan, how can you hold on for so long!"

At the bottom of the volcano, the Demon Emperor asked in a deep voice.

To this day, it has been the third day.

There are no less than 180 ninth-rank spiritual formations in Mo Fan's hands, and they are still increasing.

Even though the Demon Emperor destroyed the formation with his semi-god cultivation, the weakening of the Heaven-suppressing Formation was still minimal under Mo Fan's continuous replenishment.

He had to resist the suppression of the Heaven-suppressing Formation on him, and he had to divide some of his strength to destroy the formation, which consumed a lot of his energy.

The Heaven-suppressing Formation was composed of 9,999 ninth-grade spiritual formations, which was in line with the principles of heaven.

Its power was infinitely close to the god level.

Under the influence of the Heaven-suppressing Formation, the Demon Emperor could only exert one percent of its power.

But it was also extremely terrifying.

What shocked him was that Mo Fan's speed in setting up the formation could barely keep up with his speed.

Three days later, the Heaven-suppressing Formation, which had lost more than a hundred ninth-grade formations, was not weakened too much, and has not exceeded two hundred so far.

This made him pay more attention to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan did not answer him, and countless light spots spread outward, forming a ninth-grade formation.

His consumption was extremely high. I don't know how many natural treasures and elixirs he swallowed in the past three days.

The heaven-defying value in the system also cost as much as 150,000, and was exchanged for 15 infinite soul pills to replenish soul energy 15 times.

Mo Fan perfectly received all the inheritance of the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master, and his attainments in formations were no longer inferior to the Chongling Saint Master.

His soul power and his own true energy strength were far superior to the Chongling Saint Master.

Combined with the creation-level skills, his endurance was amazing.

But the most important thing was the technique.

After all, Mo Fan was a man who had fought against the sky.

With his extreme understanding of formations and the energy of heaven and earth, he had a deeper understanding of the true meaning of formations.

Formation masters rely on seals to form a special connection and a subtle traction, thereby using the power of heaven and earth.

Mo Fan took this as the core and simplified it as much as possible.

He repeatedly simplified the connection nodes required for the formation.

By borrowing the special characteristics of the downgraded and upgraded spirit hand, he only needed to consume the eighth-grade formation to arrange the ninth-grade spirit formation, and the speed was extremely fast.

This barely kept up with the speed of the Demon Emperor's destruction.

The five saints in the crater were all shocked.

It was beyond their expectation that Mo Fan could hold on until today. Every time when he was almost exhausted, a magical power would surge in Mo Fan's body to help him hold on again.

They were all old men who had guarded this place for a long time, just to prevent the Demon Emperor from attacking the array mage in a hurry.

They could help resist and not affect the array mage's concentration on setting up the array.

So over the years, they had seen countless array mage come to repair the array.

But they had never seen such a terrifying existence.

Over the years, the most outstanding one was before the death of the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master.

He arranged more than 30 ninth-grade spiritual arrays in a day, and he had enough energy to leave on his own and prepare for his own funeral.

Today's Mo Fan is of the same origin as him, but he is better than his master, and he produces 60 ninth-grade spiritual arrays every day, which is really amazing.

However, Mo Fan is different from the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master.

When the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master was about to die, he had already ignored the origin of life and pushed it with all his strength to reach this speed.

Mo Fan's life source is still strong, not reduced at all, but has made some breakthroughs.

Although Mo Fan is sometimes exhausted and sometimes full of energy, he is in great pain.

But they know that once he stops and takes a breath, he can make another breakthrough.

The principle is just like how Mo Fan trained Mo Qingkuang, emptying the body and then refilling it.

Little by little, the body's tolerance is enhanced to the extreme.

It's a pity that three days have passed, and Mo Fan has no time to breathe, and the reinforcements from the Conferred God Realm have not arrived.

In addition to worrying them, they also feel sorry for Mo Fan.

This is three days and three nights of overload operation.

It is a great test of willpower.

But Mo Fan cannot stop until the reinforcements arrive.

Until the fourth day.

The Saint of the Vast Sea came with scars all over his body.

He was covered with scars, but his spirit was very excited.

Behind him, there were six ninth-grade formation masters, led by the Chongling Saint.

"Mo Fan, we are here."

Mo Fan saw this, and the string that had been stretched for four days finally relaxed. He trembled all over and fell from the scabbard.

A martial saint quickly caught him.

Chong Lingsheng Master waved his hand, and the six formation masters returned to their positions and began to arrange the formation and maintain the Zhentian formation.

Mo Fan had also fallen asleep.

Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth automatically poured into his body, filling his limbs and every cell.

"Island Master, he is about to break through!"

The saint holding him exclaimed in surprise.

The eyes of the Saint of the Vast Sea flashed, and he rushed over in one step.

As expected, once he relaxed, Mo Fan would break through.

"Quick, take him away, don't let the Demon Emperor interfere with him!" The Saint of the Vast Sea said hurriedly.

Although Mo Fan's combat power may be higher than his, he only has the cultivation of a sixth-grade martial saint.

There is still a lot of room for improvement.

I really don't know what level he will be at when he reaches the peak of the ninth grade, and whether he can directly compete with a demigod.

Mo Fan is too tired now. Although he is breaking through, he has no consciousness and is easily affected by the outside world.

If the Demon Emperor has any thoughts and affects him, the consequences will be disastrous.

The saint immediately picked up Mo Fan and wanted to stay away from this place.

Mo Fan is a great enemy of the alien race, and the Demon Emperor will certainly not let him break through so easily.

A red light shot out from under the volcano and headed straight for Mo Fan.

The other four saints hurriedly tried to stop him.

But they were all easily shaken away.

The power of this red light was much greater than any previous attack by the Demon Emperor!

"Oh no, the Demon Emperor used the origin of life to influence Mo Fan!"

The Saint of the Vast Sea exclaimed, and regardless of his strength, he quickly chased after the red light.

"Mysterious Water World" he shouted, and the surrounding water flow surged rapidly.

With him as the core, a deep blue light burst out.

A magnificent palace appeared, blocking the red light.

Countless dragons rushed out, holding weapons, and thousands of water warriors rushed towards the red light fearlessly.

His small world was already quite large, like an underwater dragon palace, with strict hierarchy, and it already had a certain level of civilization.

The life force in the small world was also very strong.

Unfortunately, he encountered an attack by a demigod using the origin of life.

"Swoosh--"

In just a moment, the red light pierced his underwater palace, and countless creatures turned into dust.

The Saint of Vast Sea vomited a large mouthful of blood, and blood oozed from his eyebrows.

This was a sign that his sea of ​​consciousness was about to break.

His eyes gradually became dull, and he fell backwards, his life force fading away quickly.

Just like Mo Fan after the battle with the sky, when he thought that the small world of the Martial Saint was broken, he was not far from death.

"Island Master!"

A Martial Saint who came with him rushed over quickly, supported him, and stuffed a pill with a shining precious light into his mouth.

The speed of the life flow in the Saint of Vast Sea suddenly stagnated, and then gradually slowed down.

But he still couldn't get out of the state of serious injury, and he was unconscious!

"Don't even think about it!"

Seeing that the Saint of Vast Sea couldn't stop the red light, another lord of the holy land here took action.

The Saint Master Chong Ling slashed his chest with a palm knife, and a large mouthful of heart blood spurted out and fell on the Zhentian scabbard.

The Zhentian scabbard suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light.

"All the saints, please help to defeat the demon!"

As he shouted, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Scabbard seemed to sense the movement and began to tremble violently.

For a moment, all the light spots on the entire mountain range lit up, and countless energies gathered and merged into the Heaven-Suppressing Sword in the crater.

A clear and pleasant sound of the sword!

A domineering sword energy soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye it caught up with the red light that contained the source of the Demon Emperor's life.

With a slash of the sword, the sea water surged and split into two.

On the sea surface that no one could see, a tsunami shook the sky!

The red light was cut off by this violent sword and disappeared completely.

The entire seabed shook.

The aftermath broke hundreds of nearby ninth-grade spirit formations.

"Is it worth sacrificing the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword and hundreds of ninth-grade spirit formations to protect Mo Fan?" The Demon Emperor asked unwillingly.

"Whether it is worth it or not will be known in the future. If the formation is broken, we can replenish it. If the Heaven-Suppressing Sword is damaged, we can recast it! There is never a shortage of people willing to sacrifice in the Tianhan Continent!" Master Chong Ling shouted coldly.

His face was a little pale, but he did not stop his movements.

As his fingers slid, countless seals rushed out, once again building a new line of defense for the Heaven-Suppressing Formation.

The other saints did not stop either, regardless of consumption, desperately maintaining the stability of the Heaven-Suppressing Formation.

Hundreds of spiritual formations were broken in succession, and the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword was used, which had a great impact on the entire Heaven-Suppressing Formation.

The suppression force was weakened a lot.

Fortunately, the Demon Emperor also used the source of life, and he could not escape for a while.

They must hurry up to repair it.

"Ignorant ants, soon, I will be able to break the seal and get out, and your death is coming." Seeing that the first attack failed, the Demon Emperor gave up, left a cruel word, and returned to calm again.

Everyone was silent, and the two saints quickly transferred Mo Fan and the Saint of the Vast Sea out.

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It was three days later when Mo Fan woke up.

In fact, as early as the next day, he had already broken through and reached the seventh-grade martial saint.

But he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he had to have enough rest.

Now he just felt full of energy all over his body, and he had reached the peak state.

He opened his eyes, and Han Su was sitting in front of the bed, holding one of his hands tightly with a pair of jade hands, her eyes slightly red, and her eyes were full of heartache when she looked at him.

"You woke up."

Seeing Mo Fan wake up, Han Su was very surprised and said quickly, "I'll go and invite the Great Sage Pingtian to come in."

After that, he ran out of the house.

Mo Fan sat up, and the Great Sage Pingtian had already walked in.

Mo Fan's expression froze when he saw this.

Because he found that the Great Sage Pingtian had aged much, and his originally tall and majestic figure looked a little rickety.

The pants on the left leg were empty, with nothing inside.

"Great Sage, you?" Mo Fan was shocked.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just missing one leg." Great Sage Pingtian shook his head and found a stool to sit down on.

"Compared to the shattered little world of the Vast Sea Saint, I am lucky."

"What? The small world of the Vast Sea Saint is broken?" Mo Fan was shocked.

"You broke through that day and were unconscious. The Demon Emperor wanted to kill you at all costs, and the Saint of Vast Sea risked his life to save you. The shattering of the small world still failed to stop you. Later, it was Saint Master Chongling who activated the ancient heroic spirit in the Heaven-Suppressing Sword to save you. You saved me." Great Sage Pingtian sighed.

"For this reason, hundreds of ninth-grade spiritual formations in the Heaven-Suppressing Formation were shattered, and the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword was reduced by one-twentieth."

Mo Fan was silent.

His face gradually darkened.

"And." Great Sage Pingtian continued.

"The inner ghost was not found. When we were escorting Master Chongling and several other ninth-grade formation mages to support you, we were attacked by the Orange Emperor, Huang Yihuang and Blue Emperor."

"However, they all seemed to have been injured. It should have been done by your Buddhist friend. With the help of five ninth-level formation mages, and the assistance of other saints, we killed Huang Yihuang and Orange Yihuang."

"But the wings of the Great Sage Guitian were broken, I broke a leg, the Great Sage Huangfeng lost his tail, and the Saint Vast Sea was covered in wounds. Later, because of saving you, the small world was shattered, and he still hasn't woken up."

The Great Sage Pingtian's voice became deeper and deeper as he spoke. The masters of the major holy places in the Tianhan Continent and the top combat powers all suffered varying degrees of injuries.

This has not happened for countless years.

These are old brothers who have been together for many years. Even if one of them is not dead and has killed two foreign emperors, he still feels bad in his heart.

Mo Fan remained silent.

These top experts are willing to sacrifice everything to defend the entire Tianhan Continent.

Especially Hanhai Saint, even though this sudden turmoil was caused by him, he still chose to sacrifice his life to protect himself, causing the small world to be broken and he was seriously injured and unable to wake up.

The Great Sage Pingtian, the Great Sage Luotian, etc. even lacked arms and legs for this reason.

You know, they are all ninth-grade Martial Saints. How easy is it to regenerate a broken limb?

But it was impossible to recover. One can imagine how serious the injuries were.

There is also Chongling Saint Master, who has taken over his position, and is probably not much better at this moment.

They helped themselves in this way for the sake of the entire Tianhan Continent.

They have regarded themselves as their last hope.

Mo Fan only felt that the responsibilities on his body were getting heavier and heavier.

It wasn't that he wanted to be a hero, it was the world he created that forced him to become a hero.

Although the alien race has lost two alien emperors, their conspiracy has not ended. They still have their biggest trump card, the Demon Emperor.

There is another mole inside Tianhan Continent, but we still haven’t been able to find out who it is.

I heard from the Demon Emperor before that there is a temple deep in the alien world, which is gathering strength for his escape.

Behind the brief calm is an undercurrent.

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and said something that shocked the Great Sage Pingtian...