In the sea of consciousness, Wei Fan's Dao was rapidly condensing and growing, with tentacle-like branches covering the surrounding avenues. In a short period of time, his Dao increased significantly.
"One hundred and sixty feet!"
At this time, the growth of Dao began to slow down. After all, he had only passed down the skills and gained the gratitude of the warriors in the wasteland. It was impossible for his Dao to grow infinitely. Next, he had to wait for the skills to be fully spread in the wasteland before he could gain further benefits.
"You are the first group of people to obtain the skills. After you leave here after contemplating them, remember to spread the skills to the people of our Wasteland. Only when everyone in our Wasteland is as strong as a dragon, no one will dare to bully the people of our Wasteland."
"Respect the Master's order!"
All the warriors in the wasteland shouted in unison, their expressions excited. With the holy power, they had the capital to compete with the strong men from the outside world.
Some even said that after they gain enlightenment, they would travel across the wilderness to teach their skills.
"From now on, even if Wei Fan wants these people to die, they won't hesitate."
The outside warriors were shocked. Wei Fan's move was simply insane. Most of these outsiders looked down on the warriors in the wilderness, thinking they were a bunch of country bumpkins, most of whom didn't even have any martial arts skills.
But if this place was really a countryside, how could these self-righteous people run to the wilderness? Even those martial saints and demon saints ventured into the wilderness a few months ago just to obtain the identities of the native creatures of the wilderness.
Now Wei Fan has directly announced a saint-level martial art for all the people in the wasteland to practice. In a few years, a large number of strong men will definitely be born in the wasteland. With Wei Fan's god-like status in the hearts of the people in the wasteland, plus the grace of passing on his skills this time, he only needs to raise his arm and countless warriors in the wasteland will follow him to fight.
It’s horrifying to think about such a scene, the Holy Gate will be razed to the ground.
A large number of native creatures in the wasteland practice holy skills, and you can't imagine how many Martial Kings will be born. They know that many Martial Lords in the wasteland don't even have Martial Lord skills, but under the support of heaven and earth, they are forced to become Martial Lords and their golden bodies are forged several times.
Many Martial Lords also broke through to the Martial King level without any Martial King techniques, and their improvement was terrifying.
"Bang!"
The void in the distance suddenly exploded, and a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun stretched out, emitting a holy-level wave that could destroy the world.
In an instant, the mountains shook, and the people present felt as if their souls were about to break apart and they were about to be crushed to death by the horrible pressure.
"If you dare to kill my Tianxuan Sect disciples, Wei Fan, you will die!"
Elder Xuanqing of Tianxuan Sect appeared.
The huge hand covered the sky and the earth, blocking out the scorching sun and casting a huge shadow. Under the domineering aura, the energy between heaven and earth boiled and swarmed towards the huge hand. Everyone present changed color.
This big hand was meant to attack Wei Fan, but if it really hit them, they would be injured by the aura of the powerful saints if they didn't die, and even more people would be shocked to death.
“Even if you are a Martial Saint, I will chop you down with my halberd if you want to kill me!”
Wei Zhenwu roared angrily, and the holy weapon, Tianhuang Ji, had already appeared in his hand, emitting a thousand-foot-long light. The holy weapon surged into the sky to confront the Martial Saint.
"Let us old guys see the power of the Martial Saint!"
Gong Yangbo and his companions were full of vigor and vitality. They had been rampant in the wilderness for a long time, but today was the first time they encountered a powerful saint. They were all extremely eager to fight, and they also wanted to have a fight with the Martial Saint.
"You bully the weak and run wild in the wilderness. Have you asked me before?"
With a sound like thunder, the heaven and the earth shook, and an old man with white hair tied up with weeds, half naked, and wearing animal skins suddenly appeared in the sky.
He looked old, but the muscles on his body were bulging like hills and looked like giant coiled pythons, full of bronze.
The old man also emitted terrifying holy realm fluctuations from his body, with chains of order wrapped around him, and holding a giant axe as big as a human head in his hand.
"roar!"
His physical body was extremely terrifying. With a roar, he shattered the sky and shattered all the holy realm fluctuations that were spreading to the earth, protecting the mountains and rivers below.
"If you dare to raise your hand in the wasteland, I will chop off your claws. Do you think there is no one in the wasteland?"
The old man raised the giant axe in his hand and chopped it down heavily. In an instant, his hand cracked and turned into pure power and dissipated.
"Where did this old man come from? He's so fierce!"
Many people stared in amazement at the old man who suddenly appeared like a savage.
"A Saint-level expert has appeared. Wei Fan is indeed backed by a Saint-level expert!"
Some people showed expressions that were both surprised and not surprised. It couldn't be that Wei Fan dared to challenge Tianxuanmen just because of his passion. Passion would only lead to his death faster.
"Hurry up, the fight between the Saints will destroy the heavens and the earth, don't wait to die here."
Of course, there were also people who, after realizing what was happening, immediately fled away.
"There is a Martial Saint in my Wasteland?" Wei Zhenwu and his companions were stunned. From what the old man said, it seemed that he was also from the Wasteland.
"Old Patriarch?"
Wei Fan showed a look of surprise, he thought it would be Gu Qingshan or Zhou Shen who came out to resist the Martial Saint of Tianxuan Sect, but he didn't expect that the person who came was the old patriarch of the White Bone Tribe.
The big hand dissipated, the sky cracked, revealing Elder Xuanqing of the Tianxuan Sect.
He was not very old, only about thirty years old, with red lips and white teeth, a good-looking appearance, and a holy glow all over his body.
"Wild people from Cangwu Mountain? You wild people don't stay in Cangwu Mountain, and you dare to meddle in the affairs of Tianxuan Sect?"
Elder Xuanqing had a gloomy expression, light surged on his hands, and the wounds caused by the hacking slowly disappeared.
"Tianxuan Sect is nothing. When my Qi family's ancestors were running rampant, even the founder of your Tianxuan Sect would kneel down and kowtow to them. How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me?"
The old patriarch spat and did not take the Tianxuan Sect, the number one holy sect in Beidingzhou, seriously at all. In terms of background, his Qi family had produced a strong man who was almost invincible in the world. It could be said that they were a family of martial emperors, and the Tianxuan Sect was nothing.
Elder Xuanqing's pupils shrank violently: "Are you Qi Daozhen's descendant?"
Combining the old patriarch's previous and subsequent words, he deduced the old patriarch's background and was shocked.
After Qi Daozhen died, his clansmen disappeared. It turned out that they fled to Cangwu Mountain. No matter how powerful the Tianxuan Sect was, it could not afford to offend the Wuhuang Family.
"You are actually the descendant of Qi Daozhen. No wonder you want to support Wei Fan. This wasteland belongs to the Qi family after all. If you stir up trouble in the wasteland, you are just slapping the Qi family in the face."
Everyone looked as if they had suddenly realized something.
"I have a Saint Realm expert backing me up in the wasteland!"
All the Wasteland Martial Lords became excited. Many of them were really worried that something might happen to Wei Fan, so they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Those youngsters bullied the people of the wasteland. Although I am unhappy, I can't argue with them. After all, it is not good to be bullied by the strong. But if a Saint Realm expert like you dares to jump out, I will chop you to pieces today!"
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The old man was obviously not as gentle as he was when he was with Wei Fan. He was wild and violent.
After he finished speaking, tremendous power emanated from his body, transforming into a bolt of thunder that struck towards Elder Xuanqing.
"I am afraid of you. Qi Daozhen died so hastily. Do you still have his imperial soldiers? Without imperial soldiers, what kind of Wuhuang family are you?"
Elder Xuanqing reacted, let out a long roar, and rushed into the world of nothingness with the old patriarch.
As everyone knows, Qi Daozhen has no descendants. The so-called Qi family is just a clan member of Qi Daozhen. In addition, Qi Daozhen did not die of old age, and the imperial soldiers are most likely not in the hands of the Qi family. So strictly speaking, the Qi family cannot be regarded as the Martial Emperor's family, and does not have the Martial Emperor's bloodline and imperial soldiers.
"It's enough to kill you!"
The old patriarch was very fierce. His roar shattered the sky. Roads appeared around him, making rumbling sounds.
He swung the axe violently, and Elder Xuanqing was chopped away an unknown distance away, and the holy blood scattered all over the ground.
“Buzz…”
Suddenly, the divine ring behind Wei Fan’s soul vibrated, and his soul opened its eyes to warn him.
"The demon saint is coming!"
His almost divine martial arts spiritual perception conveyed this message to him.
"The demon saint is coming, leave quickly!"
He growled, reminding Wei Zhenwu, Gu Ziqin and others to leave. He didn't know how many demon saints had come. If Zhou Shen and the others could not match them, he would join the battle even if he was exposed.
Gu Ziqin and Zhihua knew that he had become a powerful saint, so they turned into streams of light and flew away without hesitation, but Wei Zhenwu and others were still hesitating.
"We are here to catch the Demon Saint. Don't worry. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to take care of you later!"
He quickly transmitted his thoughts to Wei Zhenwu and the others, and they understood in an instant.
They all relied on the blessing of heaven and earth to become powerful warriors of the ninth level of Martial King in a short period of time. With Wei Fan's talent, how could he still be at the same level as them? It is very likely that Wei Fan has become a saint.
"careful!"
Several people were shocked, and without further ado, they turned into streams of light and left.
Almost at the same time, the void near Wei Fan exploded, and a furry claw emitting a demonic aura grabbed Wei Fan.
The claws are golden in color, as if cast in gold, giving people a feeling of strength.
"boom!"
The void continued to collapse, revealing a figure as majestic as a mountain. Behind the void was a golden lion.
The vast and boundless blood energy mixed with demonic energy filled the void world, and it looked like there was a sea of blood.
The Golden Lion King! The first demon saint heir killed by Wei Fan was his son. At this moment, he suddenly attacked Wei Fan. He did not slack off just because Wei Fan was not a saint, and he used all his strength.
"Give me back my son's life!"
Thick chains of order emerged around him, and his roar shattered the sky and destroyed the world.
Even after using his claws, he was still worried that he could not kill Wei Fan. He even used his signature move, the Lion's Roar, in an effort to kill Wei Fan with one blow. It can be imagined how much he values Wei Fan.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Golden Lion King. You old beast are getting worse and worse. You attacked a Martial King by surprise. You are simply embarrassing for a Saint Realm expert."
"boom!"
Zhou Shen’s roar sounded, and the void on the other side of Wei Fan’s body split open. Zhou Shen crawled out from it, with a dazzling light on his body.
He took a step and reached the other side of Wei Fan, punching the golden lion. (End of this chapter)