Chapter 253: The Nine Forgings of the Golden Body, Slaughtering the Demon Lords
"With so many Demon Lords, no wonder they dared to lure me here!"
Wei Fan looked at all the demon lords connected by their aura in the distance. Even though he shot and killed a five-colored demon bull and seriously injured another demon lord, there were still sixteen powerful demon lords whose combat power was at the peak.
With such a lineup and a large formation, if he didn't have other trump cards, even the Seven-Colored Golden Body Nine-Forged would have been in vain.
The auras of the sixteen demon lords were linked together under the influence of the Ten Thousand Demons Formation. The powerful aura caused the sky and the earth to change color, the clouds to crack, and the earth seemed to be shrouded in doomsday.
This time was different from the battle at Yingchou Cliff. Although that time he was also facing more than 20 masters of the same level, the more than 20 Divine Realm Martial Masters were fighting on their own and did not form a large formation.
"Then let's upgrade the golden body to perfection!"
Wei Fan glanced at the panel:
[Golden Body·Eight Forgings (100%)]
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[Ordinary skill: 270,000 years]
[Golden Body Skill: 410 Years]
After shooting and killing the Five-Colored Demon Bull Demon Lord, his golden body power was already enough to complete the ninth forging of the golden body. As he thought about it, the panel began to flash.
"You are all elites of the demon clan. I will wipe you all out today. I wonder if those demon kings will go crazy!"
On the opposite side, a group of demon lords, led by the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect, the Little Lion King and the Little Ape King, approached the top of the mountain where Wei Fan was like a ball of bright light. The face of every demon lord was filled with cold murderous intent.
"You still want to kill us?"
The Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect felt funny. Wei Fan was indeed very strong, otherwise Xuanhe Sect would not have taken the lead in organizing so many top demon lords to kill Wei Fan. But if Wei Fan could kill them all in this situation, then they would be really useless.
Wei Fan's confidence was only that magic bow. Now that they had prepared top-notch martial arts master-level armor and formed a formation of ten thousand monsters, that magic bow was no longer a threat.
For Wei Fan, let alone killing them all, even breaking the Ten Thousand Demons Formation would be a great feat.
"Let him see the power of the Ten Thousand Demons Formation!"
The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect shouted coldly, and all the power of the Demon Lords surged and was transmitted to his body. He slapped out through the air, and in an instant the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, with large pieces of the ground cracking apart.
Boom! An unimaginable force swept across the sky and struck down above where Wei Fan was.
Before the force could hit him, the hilltop beneath Wei Fan's feet had already been shattered by the wave of force and turned into powder and flowed in several directions.
The powerful aura fluctuated, and the golden light on his body almost distorted and disappeared.
Wei Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and used the Phantom Moon Technique to soar into the sky.
He could only avoid the combined attack of the sixteen demon lords and dared not resist head-on.
Boom boom...
The mountains below shook, a terrifying crack spread for several kilometers, and a large amount of groundwater gushed out.
"He is too fast. Use the power of your will to suppress his speed!" shouted the Little Monkey King!
A group of demon lords formed the Ten Thousand Demons Formation. Their strength increased, but at the same time they lost their flexibility. No matter how powerful they were, it was useless if they couldn't hit Wei Fan.
Light shone from the brows of all the demon lords, and a terrifying will swept across in all directions like a storm. In an instant, Wei Fan felt as if several mountains were pressing down on him, and his heartbeat slowed down.
"Now that you have no speed, let's see how you can escape!"
The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect once again slapped Wei Fan with his palm, which was like a gust of wind sweeping away all the clouds. The mountains trembled and countless big trees rose from the ground.
"Let you guys be arrogant for a while, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Wei Fan's whole body shook, and a dazzling golden light burst out, as if there was an extra sun in the sky.
A seven-colored halo hung behind him, emitting an aura of supreme power.
[Golden Body·Nine Forgings (100%)]
[Ordinary skill: 270,000 years]
[Golden Body Skill: 10 Years]
The ninth forging of the golden body was finally completed. He reached the perfection of the Martial Lord realm. For a moment, boiling power emanated from his body, faintly competing with the sixteen demon lords on the opposite side! A terrifying light shone from Xuanhe Zong's eyes: "Golden Body Ninth Forging!"
How long has it been!
Ever since He Jiuling and Niu Dingtian were killed in a battle with Wei Fan, Xuanhe Sect had been preparing to kill Wei Fan. When they were ready, Wei Fan had actually reached the ninth level of golden body forging.
If he delays for a while longer, will Wei Fan become a powerful Martial King directly?
He also has a seven-color golden body, but with the huge amount of resources allocated to him by the Xuanhe Sect, it has taken him nearly a hundred years to forge his golden body eight times.
Although he also had a seven-colored golden body, even he was shocked by how evil Wei Fan was.
"Even in the outside world, this kind of aptitude is impressive."
Most people don’t know that there is a world outside the wasteland, but as the holy son of the Xuanhe Sect, how could he not know the situation outside the wasteland.
Strictly speaking, Wei Fan is not yet 19 years old.
It is rare to see a person who has achieved the nine-forged golden body before the age of nineteen in the outside world, let alone in a collapsed place like the wasteland.
What's even more terrifying is that this guy is a wild Martial Lord and has not joined any force. If he were a disciple of the Holy Gate, he might have already become a Martial King.
"Don't hold back, kill him at all costs!"
The eyes of the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect became increasingly cold, and even he was shocked by Wei Fan’s evilness.
The little lion king was also horrified: "Quickly, please send out the king's soldiers!"
This time they not only assembled a group of the strongest demon lords, but also requested a demon king weapon from the Xuanhe Sect. Originally they did not plan to use the king's weapon, but just kept it as a backup. If some demon lord used the king's weapon to kill Wei Fan, it would be shameful if the news got out.
But now Wei Fan’s evilness has frightened them so much that they have thrown all their face out the window and just want to kill Wei Fan as soon as possible.
Behind the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect, a demon lord took down a huge box from behind and handed it to the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect. Inside the box was the Wang Bing they had invited.
"A king-level magic weapon? If you want to use this thing to kill me, you have to have a chance to use it!"
Wei Fan had never seen Wang Bing and didn't know how powerful this weapon was, so he immediately decided to strike first.
As he thought about it, the Ren Wang Zhong glowed slightly in his body, isolating all the power of will exerted on his body, and all the pressure disappeared in an instant.
"kill!"
He let out a low growl, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He didn't want to give the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect any chance to use his royal soldiers.
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His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.
"He disappeared!"
The Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect was about to open the box containing Wang Bing, but his hands trembled involuntarily, and Wei Fan disappeared right under his nose.
"He's coming in!"
"How did he get in?!"
"careful!"
"What kind of flame is this?"
…
The next moment, a chaotic scream came into the ears of the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect.
He knew that it was Wei Fan who had charged into the Ten Thousand Demons Formation, because he had already felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from behind him, and he could even see Wei Fan slashing around in the Ten Thousand Demons Formation like an invincible god of war, with terrifying flames emitting from his hands, and with every strike of his palm, a demon lord would be instantly burned to ashes by the terrifying flames.
He wanted to turn around and kill Wei Fan, but he was the center of the Ten Thousand Demons Formation, connected to the auras of all the demon lords. At this moment, all the demon lords were in chaos, their powers were shaking wildly, which backfired on him.
"The shape follows the mind. This is the legendary shape follows the mind. Only when the soul reaches a certain level of supernatural power can it be mastered. It can ignore any obstacles at a short distance and appear anywhere you want!"
The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect was trembling all over, half from shock and half from the backlash of the Ten Thousand Demons Formation.
"How could he possibly master this ability? Even the demon saint ancestor of my Xuanhe Sect didn't master this method!"
He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to cut off his connection with the Ten Thousand Demons Formation. If he continued, even if he was not killed by Wei Fan, he would be seriously injured by the backlash.
"This is the form following the mind. If everyone can bring their willpower to a boil, it will be able to limit his abilities to a certain extent!"
After forcibly cutting off the Ten Thousand Demons Formation, the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he did not care about that and shouted to warn the other demon lords.
The form follows the mind, to put it bluntly, it is still an application of the power of will. Only by interfering with Wei Fan's mind and allowing him to fully exert the power of his will can his ability be restricted.
In an instant, the brows of all the demon lords glowed, and the power of their will swept around them like a storm.
Puff, puff, puff…
The collision of their respective wills and powers emitted an invisible sound of confrontation in the void, distorting the void.
However, Wei Fan was not affected at all. His figure flashed and disappeared from sight. When he reappeared, he burned a demon lord to ashes in one battle.
"It's no use, everyone run away!"
There was a demon king with blood dripping from his brow, and he retreated with a roar.
The consequence of the crazy shock of willpower was that this group of demon lords were almost launching indiscriminate attacks on their companions. It did not limit Wei Fan's ability to do whatever he wanted, but instead led them to a situation of mutual slaughter and chaos.
The demon lords with poor spiritual cultivation even had cracks on their souls and were about to be killed by the power of their companions' will.
"How could his soul not be affected by the will and power of so many demon lords!"
The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect had an expression of disbelief on his face. This method was left behind by the Demon Saint.
He didn't know that it wasn't that Wei Fan was unaffected, but that Wei Fan had used the Human King Bell to isolate the will and power of all the demon lords, and it couldn't affect the power of his will at all! "Leave your life behind!"
Wei Fan raised his palms slightly and used the most terrifying Sun Fire Palm. No matter who he was facing, he would just kill them with one palm. All the demon lords were like ants under the Sun Fire Palm.
With one palm strike, a ball of fire exploded, and then nothing was left. Even the high-level martial arts weapons were swept into a ball of molten iron and fell from the void by the terrifying Sun True Fire Palm.
The screams of demon lords were heard everywhere. Only they could understand the fear of watching a master as strong as themselves being instantly beaten to pieces and burned to ashes.
"Quickly use the royal soldiers to kill this damn beast!"
The little lion king and the little ape king were watching with bloodshot eyes. Except for the Demon Lord from Xuanhe Sect, most of the masters who came this time were capable subordinates of their father, the Demon King.
But Wei Fan had killed seven or eight demon lords, and the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect had not yet taken out the royal weapon.
(End of this chapter)