Chapter 291: Peace for All Ages, It's called the Human Emperor

Bell Xuanhe Sect, all disciples enter the key nodes of the formation, their power is connected to the Martial Saint formation, and the demon saint formation is used to activate the holy soldiers.

The dragon-patterned gilded bottle shone brightly, and the power of the holy weapon swept across the world.

All of a sudden, the Holy Lord of Xuanhe Sect regained his confidence.

The power of the two demon kings, more than ten demon lords, hundreds of concentrated demon kings and countless disciples can be transformed by the demon saint formation to unleash 20% to 30% of the power of the holy soldiers.

With 20% to 30% of the power of the holy weapon, it is enough to easily kill a ninth-level martial king expert. Even if Wei Fan and others come, he is not afraid because the human race has three holy weapons.

It's not that having more Holy Soldiers means you're powerful, it also depends on how much of the Holy Soldiers' power you can exert.

"I'm here, you're really not afraid!"

Suddenly, a cold voice was heard in the distance, accompanied by a sound like thunder. An astonishing momentum was surging across the sky, approaching the Xuanhe Sect in a mighty manner. It seemed as if a sun was rolling across the sky, and even the Demon Saint's formation was rippling.

The people from Xuanhe Sect were all shocked when they heard this. This kind of momentum was obviously not something that could be produced by one or two Martial Kings. Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw five domineering figures galloping across the sky in the distance. In the blink of an eye, they arrived above the Xuanhe Sect and dropped two huge objects.

Boom!

Two huge figures fell from the sky, cracking the earth and splashing up dragon-like smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and everyone could see clearly that the objects that were dropped were two huge corpses, one was a golden roc, and the other was a tiger with a pair of black wings on its back.

"Golden Peng Demon King!"

"Black Wing Tiger King!"

"They are all dead!"

"How is this possible? The only ones left in my demon clan are the Sky-lifting Demon King and the Holy Lord!"

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There were screams from the Xuanhe Sect, and all the disciples recognized the identities of the two corpses, the Golden Peng Demon King and the Black Winged Tiger King, two of the four great demon kings of the demon clan.

"Wei Fan, you beast killed them?"

The Demon King Qingtian's scalp tingled. If he had not hidden in the Xuanhe Sect, he would probably be one of the corpses now.

Among the six demon kings of the demon clan, four had been killed by Wei Fan. In an instant, his eyes turned red when he looked at Wei Fan.

"The Golden Peng Demon King and the Black Wing Tiger King are both dead. Wei Fan really deserves to die!"

The Holy Lord of the Xuanhe Sect looked unhappy.

Although he had anticipated this, when he actually saw the corpses of the Golden Peng Demon King and the Black Winged Tiger King, he still felt his hands and feet go cold. Wei Fan, this monster, would kill anyone who offended him.

The pattern of the wasteland that has remained the same for thousands of years is now changing because of his appearance.

"You are finally here. Today, we will combine our strength to wipe out the wasteland monsters in one fell swoop, so that our human race can truly be the masters of the house!"

Wei Zhenwu approached Wei Fan and others with some excitement. What his ancestors had failed to do would finally be accomplished in his hands today.

Although the Xuanhe Sect has the Demon Saint Formation to activate the Holy Soldiers, the human race now also has six powerful Martial Kings. If the six Martial Kings work together to activate the Holy Soldiers, they may be able to compete with the Holy Soldiers activated by the Demon Saint Formation.

Even if we cannot contend, what does it matter? We just need to trap the Xuanhe Sect, and wait for other human martial masters to wipe out the wasteland monsters. Then we can transfer a few hundred martial masters over, and we can also wear down the Xuanhe Sect.

Not only him, but Gong Yangbo, Gao Wanfu and others were also very excited.

In order to intimidate the Demon King, these warrior kings of the Demon Hunter Organization have often sat in the Demon's heartland for hundreds of years. The hardships involved would have driven them crazy if they did not have a firm belief in protecting the human race.

Today, if they destroy the Xuanhe Sect and wipe out the demons in the wilderness, they will be completely liberated. How can they not be excited?

This was also the reason why the Martial Kings of the Wasteland Martial Alliance were unwilling to fight against the demons in the past. They did not have enough time to practice, not to mention that intimidating the Demon King was a very painful thing. They had to sit in a deserted place for hundreds of years and might be surrounded and killed by the Demon King at any time. Who would be willing to do such a thing?

"Go ahead. Even if it costs me my life today, I will bring eternal peace to the human race in the wasteland!"

Wei Zhenwu walked to the front and stared at King Chiyang: "We can ignore what happened in the past, but if you dare to be sneaky later, I will be the first to kill you!"

As he spoke, he raised the Tianhuang Halberd in his hand high up. He had no intention of dispatching the Guangling Sect's holy soldiers. The six martial kings could just work together to activate the Tianhuang Halberd.

King Chiyang shook his head vigorously: "Brother Wei, don't worry. I have a sense of justice in my heart. I only stayed out of it because Murong Hua didn't allow it."

Gong Yangbo nodded: "When killing the Black Wing Tiger King just now, King Chiyang killed it very fiercely!"

His words proved that King Chiyang was trustworthy, and Wei Zhenwu's expression became much better: "Then let's do it. Gather our strength to activate the Tianhuang Halberd and kill these beasts below!"

The Xuanhe Sect's Saint Master's expression changed: "Wei Zhenwu, is it worth it for both sides to suffer losses? I can promise that the demons will no longer harass the human race in the future. After the Dao collapse is over, the Xuanhe Sect will move away from here. How about it?"

He bowed his head again, and even promised to leave the wasteland after the collapse of Dao and give it all to the human race.

Wei Zhenwu said sternly, "No matter what! Now I have the chance to completely destroy you. Do you think I, Wei Zhenwu, am stupid? Just surrender obediently, and I will give you a decent death and preserve your dignity as a demon king.

Otherwise, we will invade the battle array and kill you. We will definitely scald you, pluck your hair, and braise or steam you for food!"

As he spoke, he poured his strength into the Tianhuang Ji, and the vibrations of the holy weapon began to surge.

Gao Wanfu, Gong Yangbo and others began to retreat behind him, pressing their palms on his back to give him strength.

"Come and mobilize the holy soldiers together. Only by joining forces can we have a chance to destroy these beasts." Gong Yangbo looked at Wei Fan who was motionless.

Wei Fan shook his head: "They are from the same sect. They use the Holy Array to convert power and then activate the Holy Weapons. They can at least exert 20% to 30% of the power of the Holy Weapons. We each practice different techniques. Even if the six Martial Kings work together, we can only exert 10% to 20% of the power of the Holy Weapons at most. We can't do anything to them."

After he came here, he had been observing the Xuanhe Sect's Demon Saint Formation. With his attainments in formations, he naturally saw a lot of things.

Wei Zhenwu frowned: "Are you not going to fight anymore?"

He was of course aware of what Wei Fan said, but things had come to this point, and even if it meant burning his life, he would wipe out the Xuanhe Sect today.

"Of course not!"

Wei Fan strolled in the void: "All of you seniors are not young anymore. It will be bad if the Holy Soldiers suck away some of your life span. Since it is me who proposed the decisive battle, I will be the one to break through the Xuanhe Sect. You can just stand back!"

After hearing this, Wei Zhenwu's eyes lit up, thinking of how Wei Fan had killed Murong Hua, Wei Fan must have some other tricks up his sleeve.

In fact, although they all knew that Wei Fan had killed the Holy Leader Murong Hua of Guangling Sect, Gao Wanfu did not reveal how Wei Fan had killed Murong Hua.

"Believe in Wei Fan. If he can't do it, we old bones can try our best."

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Gao Wanfu thought of the terrifying golden bell and could not help but step back.

"Well, then let's see what the number one evildoer of our human race can do!"

Wei Zhenwu put away his Tianhuang Ji and began to retreat.

Although he had made up his mind to die, he would naturally want to stay alive if he could avoid fighting for his life, and wait for the collapse of his Dao to end so that he could strive for the legendary realm of Martial Saint.

"Haha... I didn't expect Wei Fan to be so arrogant. You think that if you can break through Guangling Sect, you can break through my Xuanhe Sect. Do you think I am an idiot like Murong Hua?"

The Holy Lord of Xuanhe Sect sneered and did not think that Wei Fan could break through Xuanhe Sect. Even if Wei Fan had more powerful weapons, his cultivation level was only that of the first level of Martial King. Even if he had more powerful magical weapons, could Wei Fan activate them?

Above his head, a gilded bottle with dragon pattern was floating up and down, ready to deliver a devastating blow at any time.

The Demon Saint Formation and the Dragon Patterned Gilded Bottle were combined into one, and the attack distance became longer. The situation was completely different from when Wei Fan broke through the Guangling Sect.

Wei Fan shook his head: "In my eyes, you are no different from that idiot Murong Hua. I dare to face you alone, of course I have the confidence!"

Buzz...

As he spoke, a huge roar came from his body, accompanied by bursts of bell sounds, and accompanied by deafening roars of tigers and dragons.

At the same time, a dazzling golden light burst out from his body, emitting a light brighter than the sun.

The expression of the Holy Lord of Xuanhe Sect suddenly changed. He had not seen what was on Wei Fan's body yet, but this scene was already shocking.

Thousands of feet of golden light shone from Wei Fan's body, dyeing the sky and the earth golden.

"Could it be that he has already tempered a holy weapon himself?"

Wei Zhenwu looked surprised and confused.

He was in charge of the Tianhuang Ji, but he didn't dare to take the holy weapon into his body, because his cultivation level was only the third level of Martial King, and he couldn't bear the aura of the holy weapon at all.

Unless it is a magical weapon that you have tempered yourself, otherwise taking a magical weapon that is too powerful into your body will only do harm and no good.

From the scene before him, it was obvious that Wei Fan had a terrifying weapon stored in his body. Unless it was a weapon that he had tempered himself, no one could store such a terrifying weapon in their body.

"This is impossible!"

The Holy Lord of Xuanhe Sect was speechless. He also thought of what Wei Zhenwu thought of, but Wei Fan was only at the first level of Martial King and it was impossible for him to forge a holy weapon.

Even a Martial Saint would have to wait many years before he could forge his own holy weapon.

There were bursts of bell sounds between heaven and earth, and tigers roared and dragons howled.

A large golden bell appeared on Wei Fan's body, with dragons swimming and tigers running on it, and a golden crow flapping its wings and flying, and mysterious traces of the Tao everywhere.

The most eye-catching one is a golden lightning symbol, which emits an extremely violent aura, with arcs of electricity and crackling sounds.

The golden bell spun around and fell upside down on Wei Fan, constantly alternating between illusion and reality, allowing people to see Wei Fan's indifferent expression.

Wei Zhenwu, Gong Yangbo and others were moved: "Did Wei Fan kill Murong Hua with this golden bell?"

The vision on this golden bell is so astonishing that it doesn’t look like a weapon at all. Its status seems to be incomparable even to that of the holy weapons.

Compared with the dragon-patterned gilded bottle that was floating up and down above the head of the Holy Lord of the Xuanhe Sect not far away, the dragon-patterned gilded bottle seemed like a fake and could not be compared with the golden bell at all.

"right!"

Gao Wanfu nodded. Even though it was their second time meeting, he was still full of amazement: "I seem to have heard Wei Fan say that this bell is called the Human Emperor Bell!"

(End of this chapter)