Chapter 289: Tianpeng Splits the Sky, the Terrifying Seal of the Gods
The decisive battle is not just talk. Wei Fan and Gao Wanfu come to kill the Golden Peng Demon King, Gong Yangbo leads the Chiyang King to kill the Black Wing Tiger King, and Wei Zhenwu stays in the Xuanhe Sect to prevent the Xuanhe Sect's Holy Leader from escaping.
In addition to these powerful martial kings, the armies of the major dynasties of the human race have already sailed out of the border and started to sweep the demon territories.
Boom! Gao Wanfu slapped his palm, and the void seemed to collapse. At the same time, Wei Fan also slapped his palm.
However, compared to Gao Wanfu, his palm power was not as powerful, and even a little ordinary.
However, the Golden Peng Demon King looked solemn. He ignored Gao Wanfu's attack and focused on dealing with Wei Fan's attack.
"In an all-out war, even if my demon race is to be destroyed, your human race will also pay a heavy price!"
This time, his hands transformed into wings that covered the sky and the sun, and he slashed Wei Fan like a heavenly sword.
Boom! Gao Wanfu's palm hit him with a dull sound like hammering iron. His body just shook for a while, and it didn't look like he was seriously injured.
The only person he had been wary of was Wei Fan. After all, the Demon King Qingtian saw with his own eyes that Wei Fan destroyed the Demon King Purple Eyed with a single punch. Although Wei Fan's previous performance did not seem like he could destroy the Demon King Purple Eyed with a single punch, he still did not dare to be careless.
The two wings slashed over, and at the moment of collision, Wei Fan dodged using the Flowing Cloud and Clear Breeze Step, and then his palm heavily chopped down on the wings that covered the sky.
Wei Fan only felt his palms go numb. The hardness of the Golden Peng Demon King's feathers definitely exceeded the level of the top martial arts weapons and was almost approaching the level of the king's weapons.
No wonder he took Gao Wanfu's palm strike head-on without suffering any injuries. Although it is more difficult for demons to achieve enlightenment than humans, their physical advantages have always been greater than those of humans.
"Didn't you eat? Your strength is so weak!"
Realizing that the power of Wei Fan's palm was much weaker than his previous punch, the Golden Peng Demon King couldn't help but mock him. He thought that Wei Fan's palm would be more terrifying than his previous punch, so he gave up counterattacking Gao Wanfu.
Wei Fan raised his lips: "Weak?"
The next moment, he released his palm power! Boom...
A stream of snow-white flame gushed out and instantly covered the wings of the Golden Peng Demon King.
Sun Fire Palm! It was a Martial King-level Sun Fire Palm.
As for the Five Emperors Fist, Wei Fan did not intend to use the Five Emperors Fist to kill the Golden Peng Demon King.
Even though he had switched to practicing the Martial Saint Technique, it was still not good enough for the Five Emperors Fist, and using it once was a huge burden on his body.
Killing the Golden Peng Demon King is just the beginning of the war. The real power will be left to the Holy Lord of the Xuanhe Sect.
And even if he didn't use the Five Emperors Fist, he was confident that he could kill the Golden Peng Demon King.
"ah……"
Although the Sun's True Fire was not as strong as the Golden Crow's True Fire today, it was still terrifyingly lethal to the Demon King. In an instant, the Golden Peng Demon King let out a shrill scream, and all the feathers covered by the Sun's True Fire were ignited, and the smell of burnt flesh was emitted.
"Nanming Lihuo Palm? How could his Nanming Lihuo Palm be so terrifying!"
Gao Wanfu showed a look of shock and struck the Golden Peng Demon King with another palm.
Boom! The Golden Peng Demon King retreated madly, and the Demon King's will descended, trying to extinguish the Sun's True Fire, but the effect was somewhat unsatisfactory.
The sun's true fire weakened a little, but it still burned into his flesh like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
A large number of golden feathers fell off, burning and falling downwards.
Wei Fan’s figure flashed, and he chased after him with the Flowing Cloud and Clear Breeze Steps, and slapped out with his palm again, and white flames covered the sky.
The Golden Peng Demon King had an ugly look on his face. Facing the terrifying Sun's True Fire, he didn't know whether to block it or not.
The true fire of the sun can burn everything, even the power of the demon king. Its will and power cannot be extinguished, so you can only resist it.
"Chiu..."
Amidst the sharp cry, the true form of the Golden Peng Demon King suddenly appeared. He flapped his wings and quickly distanced himself from Wei Fan.
At the same time, pieces of feathers like sharp swords broke off and shot towards Wei Fan like a rain of arrows.
A sharp whistle was heard in the void, creating ripples everywhere.
Boom! Wei Fan expanded his domain and fixed the feathers.
"The Sky-Peacock Splits the Sky!"
The Golden Peng Demon King roared, and his golden claws swept across Wei Fan's territory. With a "puff" sound, five deep cracks were torn across the territory, and the territory was almost torn apart.
After transforming into his original form, his aura increased greatly, and under the wash of the demonic energy rising into the sky, the true sun fire in his body was also extinguished.
However, even though it was extinguished, his wing had been burned into a bloody mess by the true fire of the sun, and only a few feathers were left.
"Your palm technique is indeed powerful, but if it's just that, it can't do anything to me!"
The Golden Peng Demon King swooped down like a golden lightning across the void. Although the sun's true fire could burn everything, it could not burn forever.
As the demonic power surged, the bloody wings began to grow flesh and blood, but the burnt feathers could not be restored for a while.
"Chiu..."
The Golden Peng Demon King let out a sharp roar, and terrifying waves spread out from his sharp beak, like a spear that instantly pierced through Wei Fan's territory.
Although their Jinpeng clan is not the legendary Golden-Winged Roc, they also have the bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc and can be considered a mythical creature, with potential no less than that of the Jiaolong clan.
Even if Wei Fan practiced the martial saint technique, it would still be difficult for him to fight against a demon king of a higher level with his bloodline.
With a peck from the Peng's beak and a flap of its wings, a hole was torn in Wei Fan's territory.
The Golden Peng Demon King's ability should be specifically targeted at things like domains, so the other party has not been able to use his domain.
The domain and the power of will are closely related. Wei Fan felt a splitting headache and simply retracted the domain.
Upon seeing this, the Golden Peng Demon King's eyes flashed with excitement, and he pecked at Wei Fan's face with his huge beak, trying to open his crown.
"Quickly use the holy soldiers!" Gao Wanfu shouted in another direction.
He didn't expect that the Golden Peng Demon King, who was roaring like an ape, was so ferocious that he could even tear open his domain. As of now, Wei Fan had no choice but to use the Holy Weapon to kill the Golden Peng Demon King.
"Do you really think there's nothing you can do?"
Wei Fan turned his wrist, and a bowl-sized Seal of the Gods appeared on his hand, emitting a strange light. For a moment, even he felt drowsy.
The Seal of the Gods! This is a strange weapon he seized from the Dragon Prison Village. It is specifically designed to target the soul. He was unable to activate it with full force when he was at the Martial Honor level. Even now that he has become a Martial King, he does not dare to activate the Seal of the Gods with full force.
Because the power of the seal will also affect him as its master.
"This Divine Seal is at least a Saint Soldier-level treasure!"
If it is not a treasure of the holy weapon level, even the King of Martial Arts would not dare to use it with all his strength. Of course, the Seal of the Gods is different from the holy weapons.
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When activated, the Seal of the Gods did not have the kind of earth-shattering vibrations, nor would it absorb his lifespan. The reason for this was that the Seal of the Gods was not a magical weapon for killing.
Facing the Golden Peng Demon King who swooped down like a bolt of lightning, Wei Fan blocked the opponent's claws with one hand and raised the Seal of the Gods with the other hand and smashed it hard on the Golden Peng Demon King's head.
A strange light burst out from the Seal of the Gods, and the Golden Peng Monster King felt his eyelids heavy: "What the hell is this?"
He forced himself to shout out, his wings flapping weakly.
He discovered the Seal of the Gods in Wei Fan's hand, and also discovered the terrible fact that his soul was about to fall into a deep sleep, but it was too late.
The Seal of the Gods was pressed on his huge bird head like a stamp, and in an instant a strange rune emerged from the Seal of the Gods and seeped into his head.
The next moment, the Golden Peng Demon King seemed to have lost power. His powerful aura instantly subsided, his eyes closed, and his body fell powerlessly from the void.
"What a terrible weapon. What is that?"
Gao Wanfu looked surprised and doubtful. There was no earth-shattering fluctuation, nor the power to destroy the world. It was just an ordinary seal, but it seemed to have shattered the Golden Peng Demon King's soul through his body in an instant.
"Could this kid have dug up Qi Daozhen's tomb and obtained Qi Daozhen's things?"
First there was the big golden bell, and now there is a strange big seal, all of which are unknown things.
If you were to ask where in the wilderness such a mysterious and powerful thing could appear, it would probably only be in Qi Daozhen's place.
“As expected, even a master of the second level of Demon King cannot stop the God-sealing Seal.”
Wei Fan chased after him and activated the Seal of the Gods to hit the Golden Peng Demon King’s head again. Then he put away the Seal of the Gods and grabbed the Golden Peng Demon King’s body in his hand.
The Golden Peng Demon King had completely lost his breath, as if he was asleep.
“How horrible!”
He couldn't help but be thankful that he was not hit by the Seal of the Gods, otherwise he would not be able to resist this divine weapon.
Boom! Blood splattered, and he smashed the Golden Peng Monster King's head with one punch, destroying his soul as well.
[Kill the Golden Peng Demon King, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power and 200 years of King of Martial Arts power]
[Ordinary skill: 850,000 years]
[King Wu's power: 200 years]
"good!"
Wei Fan couldn't help but smile when he looked at the data. Before, when he was practicing in Guangling Sect, his ordinary skills were only about 400,000 years, but now it has become 850,000 years, so he can upgrade the Human Emperor Bell once more.
"But we have to wait until we have annihilated the Xuanhe Sect."
"Senior, let's go to Xuanhe Sect!"
After collecting the body of the Golden Peng Demon King, he and Gao Wanfu disappeared into the sky in an instant like a stream of light.
…
Near Xuanhe Sect.
The Holy Lord of the Xuanhe Sect already had a bad premonition. Half a day after the message was sent, there was no response from the Black Wing Tiger King and the Golden Peng Demon King.
Wei Zhenwu smiled and said, "They should be dead and won't reply to you anymore. Just surrender and I promise to give you a decent death.
Now that our Wasteland Human Race has risen, you beasts have no choice but to die."
The Holy Lord of the Black Crane Sect had a gloomy expression on his face: "Wishful thinking, even if the Golden Peng Demon King and the Black Wing Tiger King are gone, it doesn't matter. If you want to kill me and destroy all the demons, at least a few human warrior kings will die.
This matter is over. I can guarantee that no one from the demon race will harass the human race in the future, and I can also give some territory to the human race."
He has the Holy Soldiers in his hands and the confidence to negotiate.
Although he might have to face attacks from the three holy weapons, if he was determined to fight to the death, he was confident that he could take a few people with him to die together. He didn't believe that Wei Zhenwu and the other Martial Kings were not afraid of death.
Sorry, I wrote it and forgot to post it. Also, the book may have to be renamed recently. Please look at the cover. The author has not yet decided on the title.
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