Chapter 539: Small world of water
Chapter 539 The Small World of Water
Lan Xiao was kicked by Mo Qingkuang into the waves that were still flickering with electric arcs.
The moment he came into contact with the electric arc, the body that had lost consciousness twitched uncontrollably, and a teeth-stinging sound followed.
The face of the rain-closing sage changed drastically. He no longer cared about the rule that Mo Fan said that he should not interfere.
I saw that he was protected by a pure vitality shield, and he was still not damaged in the slightest despite being surrounded by countless electric arcs.
He fished Lan Xiao out with one hand, and immediately injected true energy to help Lan Xiao understand the raging electric arc in his body.
Feeling the astonishing injuries in Lan Xiao's body, the rain-closing sage's eyes were shattered.
Because the meridians in Lan Xiao's body have been severely damaged by the electric arc, if there is no very precious medicine to treat her, her future achievements may be frozen here.
Even if there is a drug recovery, there may be a lot of impact left over.
It can be said that Mo frivolous almost destroyed Lan Xiao.
The rain sage moved his fingers, sealing Lan Xiao's acupuncture points all over his body, and at the same time, a gust of icy qi wrapped around Lan Xiao's whole body, freezing him up.
At this moment, with his strength, it is difficult to save Lan Xiao's strength. He can only use the supreme means to control his injury and prevent it from deteriorating.
Then he sent Lan Xiao to Ning Yu, and said lightly, "Please take care of me."
Immediately afterwards, he sacrificed his true essence and grabbed Mo frivolously: "What a vicious boy, how dare you hurt the Holy Son!"
It wasn't until these words came out that the three of Ning Yu, grandparents and grandchildren reacted from the state of shock.
Since Mo Qingkuang sacrificed the Nine Heavens Thunder Array, the three of them have been in a state of terror.
It's not like they haven't seen someone outside the Holy Land defeat the Son.
Back then, Kong Kong was the number one genius in Tianhan Continent, and there were not a few Holy Sons who were defeated by him.
But it is unbelievable that Mo Qingkuang was able to defeat the Holy Son.
When did the Holy Son of the Holy Land become so weak?
Mo Qingkuang only felt a huge aura rushing over, firmly strangling him.
Rao has the fastest speed in Wuzun realm, and he can't move half a point under the pressure of this momentum.
The big blue handprint of the Rain-Wrapping Saint is almost as big as the entire school field, covering the sky and the sun.
If it is said that this handprint can crush a mountain, no one will believe it.
Mo frivolously knows what will happen to him if he is pinched by this big hand, that is, his soul will be scattered and his body will be destroyed!
But the rain-closing sage wanted to hurt Mo frivolous in front of Mo Fan, but he was a little too pretentious.
I saw Mo Fan alone, and he was the last to arrive first, and he arrived in front of Mo Qingkuang before the arrival of the big handprint.
Arms shrank, and then blasted out!
A simple punching movement, but the explosive momentum is invincible!
A dazzling golden fist shot out from Mo Fan's fist, and then quickly enlarged, almost no less than the big blue handprint.
"Boom!"
The two intersected and shattered.
The huge air wave shook the entire palace, and the few palaces that were closer even showed signs of shaking and collapsing.
The waves under the two people's feet surged into a huge wave, like a tsunami, and the momentum was terrifying.
Mo Fan was forced to take a few steps back by the impact of the air wave.
He caught Mo frivolously in time, and stepped back a distance to stabilize his figure.
The distance that the rain-casting sage over there retreated was not much shorter than that of Mo Fan.
In addition to shocking Mo Fan's strength again, the rain-closing sage was even more furious.
"Mo Fan! Are you going to be an enemy of my Penglai Xiandao?" The Rain-Buying Saint stared and cursed.
"You, a despicable person who is polluted by the world and bullies the small, what qualifications do you have to represent Penglai Xiandao?" Mo Fan said coldly without showing any weakness.
"Don't be frivolous and dare to hurt the holy son of the Holy Land, you should be punished! How dare you stop me?" The eyes of the rain-buying saint were burning with raging anger.
"Normal duel, life and death are up to the heavens! If the so-called holy land can't afford to lose even this, how can it take on the responsibility of standing up to the sky?" Mo Fan sneered, "Also, a person who is defeated by the world is not worthy of the position of holy son."
All the holy places have unwritten rules, that is, if someone hurts the son of the holy place, he will be hunted down and punished by the holy place.
However, the premise is the malicious damage of a master of cultivation.
But Mo Qingkuang, a fair duel between peers like this, let alone hurt Lan Xiao, even if he really killed him, the major holy places would not take it seriously.
On the contrary, they will flock to Mo frivolous who killed the Holy Son.
Warriors compete for luck. Mo Qingkuang can defeat or even kill Lan Xiao. Obviously, if he has more luck, his future achievements will be even greater.
A living rising star and a dead son, no one can tell which is more important.
Unless the power behind the Holy Son is great and he avenges himself, no holy land will do such a thing.
The big hat that Mo Qingkuang was put on by the rain sage is nothing more than nonsense.
"Saint of the Rain, I think you are a strong generation, so I don't care about you anymore, take your disciples to heal your injuries, and you don't care about the affairs of the Blue Flame Empire." Mo Fan waved his hand, like chasing flies Generally, the sage of rain distribution is signaled to leave quickly.
How could the rain-buying sage, who has always had a good face, stand such ridicule?
The Holy Son's defeat by the secular people must be the laughing stock of their master and apprentice for the rest of their lives.
Now I have lost all face.
If they came excitedly to support the Ning family, but were dismissed by Mo Fan like flies, what face would they have to gain a foothold in the holy land in the future?
The Saint of Rainbuster will not consider Mo Fan's proposal at all.
Now he has only one choice, and that is to defeat Mo Fan, in order to save some face.
Without hesitation at the moment, he pointed to Mo Fan and said: "Mo Fan, you have the guts to fight this old man. If this old man wins, get the **** out of Yanjing City!"
Mo Fan naturally knew what he was thinking, but Mo Fan came here to teach the rain-wiring sage who refuted his face.
As for the confrontation between Mo Qingkuang and Lan Xiao, it was just incidental.
The real purpose of this trip is to solve Ning Yu's self-reliance.
However, Mo Fan was still a little angry when he heard the words of the rain sage, and he was even more contemptuous of this person.
His face darkened slightly: "Shame on your face! Then come on, I will beat you so hard that you won't dare to meddle in your own business for the rest of your life!"
"Arrogance! This old man will show you the means of a true saint!" The rain-closing saint roared angrily, folded his hands together, and pulled them apart forcefully, forming a gesture of embracing the heaven and the earth.
This world seems to have turned into nothingness, and everyone seems to be in a world of water.
The eyes are full of water, the sky is full of water!
"Field!" Ning Shen whispered in horror.
He only felt that his flat boat in the middle of the sea was precarious.
"It's not a domain! It's a small world!" Ning Yu shook his head with envious eyes.
Every saint can open up a unique small world, which is sublimated from the realm of Emperor Wu.
Such a small world will become more and more perfect and stronger with the improvement of cultivation.
In the small world, the saint is the god, the master.
And when the breakthrough becomes a god, this world will become a real world, with the laws of heaven, and even give birth to life.
In the small water world of the Rainmaker, there are already some invisible microorganisms passing through the water, which is a sign that marine life is about to be born.
In time, maybe this small world can really be like an ocean, encompassing everything and nurturing everything.
And the Rainmaker Saint is the **** here!
This is the realm Ning Yu dreams of!
(end of this chapter)