Chapter 2015

"Judging from the current situation, the formation at the entrance of the ancestral tomb will definitely be destroyed within five days."

Looking at the formation at the entrance of the ancestral tomb, Mo Qingyun's expression became solemn, and a strong worry arose.

Once the entrance formation is broken, and people from the Crazy Immortal League and Zhanxian Palace rush in, he is absolutely unable to compete with them.

If Mo Qingyun knew, among the forces participating in breaking the formation now, there were also the Dark Demon Clan and the Anti-Immortal Alliance.

His mood should be even worse and more desperate.

"No, you can't let them destroy the formation, you must repair the formation."

Mo Qingyun pondered for a while, and immediately started repairing the formation, trying to make the formation last longer.

Mo Qingyun swung his right hand quickly, drawing out holy patterns one after another, exuding an astonishing force.

When these holy patterns were formed, they flew into the place where the formation was destroyed, and repaired the broken holy patterns.

"This kid's array attainment has improved to another level compared to a few days ago."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance this time, Wufa Cannian next to him was overjoyed, and said with an excited expression: "Boy, have you advanced to the Holy Array?"

"not yet!"

Hearing Wufa Cannian's question, Mo Qingyun shook his head and said with a regretful expression: "If I'm given another five days, I'm confident that I'll be promoted to be a Holy Array Master. At present, I can only be regarded as a quasi-Holy Array Master."

"Quasi-Holy Array Master!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's answer, Wu Facan't help feeling a little disappointed, couldn't help sighing, and said: "That's a pity, if you can be promoted to the Holy Array Master, all crises will be resolved."

"In many things, there is always a huge gap between imagination and reality, and it is impossible to satisfy everyone."

Compared to the disappointment of witchcraft, Mo Qingyun was calmer, and said a calm word, "Although the current situation is not optimistic, we are not without chance, at least we still have a last chance."

Wu Facannian's eyes lit up, and he looked forward to Mo Qingyun's words, knowing what Mo Qingyun was referring to.

Under the shaman's gaze, Mo Qingyun didn't show off, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "If I can successfully advance to the Holy Array Master before they break the formation, all crises will be automatically resolved."

"Is this okay?"

Hearing what Mo Qingyun said, the look of anticipation on Wu Fa Cannian's face immediately became stronger.

Although Mo Qingyun's situation is very hopeless, it is their last chance.

"I don't know, now I can only give it a go, and do my best to see the destiny."

Mo Qingyun did not give an affirmative answer to the shaman's question, but only expressed that he did his best.

While Mo Qingyun was speaking, the movements of his hands didn't stop, and he kept repairing the destroyed holy patterns.

Under Mo Qingyun's constant repairs, the speed at which the formation was destroyed was significantly weakened.

"The speed of array destruction has stabilized!"

Finding that the gap in the formation hadn't expanded significantly, Wufa Cannian was overjoyed immediately, and said: "Based on the current situation, the duration that the formation can last can be at least doubled."

Looking at the reaction of the witchcraft, Mo Qingyun shook his head solemnly, and said: "The situation is not so optimistic. Since I can repair the formation, they can also find a formation master to dissolve and destroy the formation patterns of the formation. I repair the formation to add trouble."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wu Fa Cannian's expression became serious, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water.

This is not a good sign.

More importantly, what Mo Qingyun said will happen 100% of the time.

Thinking of this, the witchcraft's remnant mood suddenly became heavy.

...

Outside the ancestral tomb of the witchcraft lineage.

"Hey! The damaged part of the formation has been repaired a little bit."

"Could it be that this formation has the ability to automatically recover?"

"Impossible, the recovery speed of the formation is definitely not something that can be achieved by self-recovery."

"In the ancestral tomb of the witchcraft lineage, someone is repairing the formation? Could it be the witchcraft remnant?"

"It can't be that witchcraft has remnants. The old ghost of witchcraft doesn't understand formations, and it doesn't understand formations even more."

"It's him, it must be him!"

"That's right, it must be Mo Qingyun. This kid has a very high attainment in formations. He must be repairing the formations."

"This kid is doing bad things again. If the old man catches him, I will definitely make life worse than death."

...

As the formation began to be repaired, the four major forces immediately discovered it, and each of them showed surprise.

When they deduced that Mo Qingyun was the one who repaired the formation, they gritted their teeth angrily.

In their eyes, an ant-like kid actually spoiled their good deeds again and again, causing them to suffer a lot in the confrontation.

This kind of thing is too frustrating!

"Everyone, don't hold back, immediately increase the intensity of the attack, so that the kid can't recover."

Knowing that Mo Qingyun was repairing the formation, Situ Qing and the others gave a cold shout, and immediately became fierce in their attacks.

With the strengthening of everyone's offensive, the speed of destroying the formation immediately became much faster.

Immediately, the torn hole in the formation also expanded a lot in an instant.

"Hmph! I want to see what else this kid can do now."

Seeing the gap in the formation being torn wide, Situ Cheng showed a smug smile, as if he was about to see victory.

It's just that before his words fell, his face became ugly.

He found that although the destruction speed of the formation has become faster, the recovery speed of the formation has also become faster.

This situation seemed a bit embarrassing to him.

You are proud, how proud you are!

When Situ Cheng's face turned ugly, Shen Tuli's eyes suddenly lit up, thought of a bad idea, and said with a sneer, "By the way, since that kid can repair the formation, why don't we summon the formation masters to help us break the formation together?"

Shen Tuli's idea now is exactly what Mo Qingyun is most worried about.

As soon as everyone heard Shen Tuli's words, they immediately showed bright smiles and praised Shen Tuli.

What a great idea.

In this way, even if Mo Qingyun has three heads and six arms, he is still unable to do what he wants.

Then, according to what Shen Tuli said, everyone quickly summoned a group of formation masters.

Fortunately, among these formation masters, there is no holy formation master.

Otherwise, Mo Qingyun would really be finished, and there would be no room for resistance at all.

The formation masters were summoned, and they began to break the formation, dissolve and break some of the formation patterns.

"Hmph! With these array mages interfering, let's see what else that kid can do."

Seeing the formation mage breaking the formation, Shen Tuli sneered triumphantly, and continued to break the formation with brute force.

From their point of view, under the two-pronged approach to breaking the formation, Mo Qingyun will definitely be lost.