Chapter 349: Kirin Ape, Nine Palaces Locking Heaven Formation

"Looking at the five major domains, he already has the capital to be invincible among his peers..."

In front of the thatched cottage, Fenghua's heart was in turmoil.

I still remember the first time they met, she was the high and mighty Martial King, and Wei Fan was still at the Martial Lord level.

After she killed the martial masters of Feiyun Village and Qiulong Village with a few palms, she floated away, leaving Wei Fan with a shocking back view.

At that moment, she never thought that in a few months, Wei Fan's strength would grow to the point where he could threaten her.

Wei Fan's realm did not break through, but his strength underwent a drastic change.

"Sorry, I can't control my strength well!"

Wei Fan walked over with his hair fluttering in the wind and his smooth and perfect muscle lines making him look even more handsome.

He looked at Zhihua and said with a smile: "Congratulations on your successful breakthrough and becoming a martial king level eight expert."

Because he had just broken through, he could not control his strength perfectly, and the aura of breakthrough still remained on Zhihua's body.

"Compared to your improvement, my breakthrough is nothing to mention." Zhihua smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After he broke through to the eighth level of Martial King, the distance between him and Wei Fan not only did not get closer, but became even farther.

Wei Fan shook his head and didn't dwell on this question: "Since you have successfully broken through, this retreat is over!"

He had decided to leave, so he had to kill a group of demons to release their power, otherwise he didn't know when the Human Emperor Bell would change again. The Dao collapse had accelerated recently, so he had to break into the Martial Saint realm as soon as possible so that he could return to the wilderness and suppress everything when the Dao collapse was over.

"Um?"

Suddenly Wei Fan felt something was wrong. He looked up abruptly and through the formation, he saw a tall and strong figure walking outside the canyon.

At the same time, Fenghua seemed to realize something was wrong and turned to look in the direction Wei Fan was looking.

The next moment, the sky and the earth began to shake, and the formation set up by Wei Fan broke apart in an instant and was destroyed by someone.

On the lakeshore, the figures of three people and the hut suddenly appeared.

Puff puff…

The dirt on the ground splashed, and the formation flags buried underground were shaken out and became useless.

"Nine Palaces Locking Heaven Formation, start!"

A shout was heard from the distant mountains, and nine huge formation flags appeared at key points of the mountain range, mobilizing the momentum of the mountains and rivers and the essence of heaven and earth.

The huge light curtain spread rapidly, and in an instant nine large flags were connected together, isolating the canyon from the outside world.

Wei Fan did not move, and Feng Hua did not move either, because these people had already set up a large formation based on theirs, and it was too late to stop them. The most important thing was that they did not want to stop them.

"It's the Qilin Ape!" Zhihua stared at the tall figure.

This is not a human, but a demon.

He looks like an ape, but his body is covered with scales that gleam with cold light, and he has two long, curved horns on his head that sparkle with brilliance.

He was holding a human thigh in his hand and eating it as he walked.

As he got closer, the powerful aura of the demon king rushed towards him, raising a cloud of dust.

Wei Fan had killed at least tens of thousands of monsters, if not millions, but this was the first time he had encountered this kind of monster. There was no monster called Qilin Ape in the wilderness.

The panel in front of him began to flash: [Yuan Jie: Demon King Bazhong, the holy son of the Qilin Ape clan in Beidingzhou, has eaten countless people]

[Kill it, and you will gain 100,000 years of ordinary power and 800 years of King of Martial Arts power]

Wei Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. After entering the five major domains, what he heard most was how powerful and evil the sons of saints of the major saint sects were. They always compared themselves with saint son-level figures. Today, he finally met a saint son-level figure.

"The Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan and the Dragon-Horned Deer Clan paid a huge sum of money to ask me to kill you. To be honest, I am a little disappointed with your vigilance. You didn't even know you were locked in the formation!"

Yuan Jie stood in the distance and looked at Fenghua.

He was tall and strong, more than two meters tall, with a head bigger than a basketball. When he opened his mouth, a stench as strong as a substance hit his nose, revealing a scarlet tongue and two sharp fangs.

He did not act in a hurry, but instead showed a self-proclaimed elegant attitude and told Fenghua the reason for his visit and his disappointment with Fenghua.

The Five-Colored Demon Bull Clan and the Dragon-Horned Deer Clan asked him to come out and kill Feng Hua because these two clans told him that Feng Hua was a Saint Son-level genius, but he was locked up and didn't know it. He couldn't help but be disappointed in Feng Hua.

As for Wei Fan, he didn't even look at him, because their information about Wei Fan was still limited to Lin Yao City, and only Feng Hua could arouse his interest.

"But your meat won't disappoint me!"

As it spoke, it tore off a piece of flesh from the thigh in its hand like gnawing on a chicken leg, chewed it in large pieces, and glanced at Wei Fan. "And you, you were able to kill that loser Niu Jiang, your meat should be a great tonic too!"

"Are you Yuan Jie from the Qilin Ape clan?" Fenghua's expression remained unchanged. She had no idea how many times she had seen this scene.

Yuan Jie nodded.

Feng Hua snorted coldly: "You dare to go deep into the heartland of our human race, you are so brave!"

"Yuan Jie is the holy son of the Qilin Ape clan..." Zhihua's voice sounded in Wei Fan's mind. She thought Wei Fan didn't know Yuan Jie's identity, so she explained it to Wei Fan.

The Son of God generally refers to the most outstanding disciples of the Holy Sect, but in special circumstances, the Son of God also has a special meaning, the offspring of the Demon Saint or the Martial Saint.

The calf king slaughtered by Wei Fan and the golden lion king killed in the wilderness were both descendants of the Demon Saint, but they were not qualified to be called the Sons of God because they were born before their fathers became saints.

Whether it is the cultivation of humans or demons, they are actually improving the level of life. However, after the cultivation reaches the divine realm or above, it is difficult to give birth to offspring if the partner is not a life of the same level.

Apart from the most outstanding disciples of the Saint's Gate, a person or demon who can be called the Son of God means that he was born after his father or mother became a saint. He is not the offspring of ordinary blood, but has holy blood flowing in his body, and his talents are terrifying.

Yuan Jie didn't care about being called a beast, and said with a smile: "The martial saints of Beidingzhou have all gone to the wilderness. If the martial saints don't come out, who can do anything to me? Along the way, I did have a good meal, but their meat is very tough. The meat of a monster like you is really delicious."

Fenghua's eyes gleamed with cold light.

Three figures came from the distance, landed behind Yuan Jie, bowed and said, "Holy Son, the Nine Palaces Locking Heaven Formation has been set up, we can start!"

This is also a three-headed demon, one is a dragon-horned deer, one is a five-colored demon bull, and one is a winged snake.

It was these three families who joined forces and invited Yuan Jie to kill Feng Hua and Wei Fan to avenge their murdered little demon king.

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In fact, not only the Martial Saint of the human race in Beidingzhou went to the wasteland, but the Demon Saint of the demon race also went there, and took away some demon kings with powerful bloodlines. Otherwise, with the strength of these three tribes, they would not have to ask foreign demon kings to kill Fenghua.

Yuan Jie raised his eyebrows, turned around and slapped the demon king who said he could take action in the face: "Are you teaching me how to do things? Can't you see I'm talking to them? Get out of the way!"

“I don’t dare!”

This demon king was at the ninth level of cultivation, but he didn't dare to use his power to resist. After receiving a solid slap, his cheeks became swollen and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

As he spoke, he and the other two demon kings lowered their heads and stepped aside.

Yuan Jie turned around and looked at Feng Hua, the unhappiness on his face disappeared at once: "Which sect are you from? I can't even find any information related to you."

Then, he looked at Wei Fan: "And you, it's like you appeared out of nowhere."

It was impossible that two monsters would suddenly appear from some corner. In his opinion, Wei Fan and Feng Hua must have prominent origins, but there was no information about the monster clan.

"There's no need for me to tell the dead ape my origins!" Fenghua snorted coldly.

"You won't tell me? Can you hide your identity in front of me?"

Yuan Jie's expression turned slightly cold. He threw away the thigh bone in his hand, then raised his finger in the air.

As the demonic power surged, a black crescent moon struck Fenghua.

Puff...

As they passed along, the void was rippling and the waves carved a huge gully into the ground.

He stared at Fenghua intently, confident that he could force out Fenghua's identity and find out Fenghua's background within three moves.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yuan Jie's pupils contracted violently. He saw Wei Fan, whom he had never taken seriously, suddenly stretched out a hand and crushed the sword light he had chopped out with his bare hands.

Wei Fan stood firm despite the disintegrating force that stirred up the dust in the sky. "If that's all you have, you can't go back today!"

He turned to look at Fenghua: "You guys step back, let me try out the Nine Nine True Skills I just practiced!"

Yuan Jie suddenly laughed: "Haha... Interesting, you are actually a physical warrior. The flesh and blood of physical warriors are the most nourishing. These idiots told me that you are only a fourth-level martial king. You don't even know the enemy's cultivation level. No wonder Niu Jiang died."

Although he just chopped casually, with his strength, he could kill an ordinary Martial King Level 8 strong man. Wei Fan was able to grab the sword light and explode it with his bare hands. Except for martial artists who have practiced physical training, few people's bodies can be so terrifying.

Wei Fan shook his head: "Unfortunately, I don't like hybrid things like yours. Do you think the product of a pig and a dog can be eaten?"

"You're looking for death!"

Isn't this just calling yourself a bastard?

Yuan Jie was furious. The bloodline of the Qilin Ape had always been what he was most proud of. This bloodline was even stronger than that of the Five-Colored Demon Bull. But in Wei Fan's mouth, he became a hybrid.

Boom! His Qi shook, and his demonic power spread out like a landslide and tsunami, instantly drying up the nearby lake and causing the river water to flow backwards.

Even the Nine Palace Locking Heaven Formation they had set up was shaken by the terrifying momentum.

"How scary! He can kill me with just one move!" Zhihua looked frightened.

Her talent is pretty good, but she is not on the same level as Yuan Jie, the son of the saint with the blood of the demon saint flowing in his body. There are two or three levels between them.

Feng Hua nodded: "He is indeed outstanding. Most saints are not as good as him. He is expected to achieve the ultimate level of demon saint in the future. He has the qualifications to be conceited. However, he is unlucky to have met this demon."

She looked at Wei Fan, wondering if it would take Wei Fan ten or twenty moves to kill Yuan Jie.

(End of this chapter)