Wei Fan did not admit that he had obtained the Leishan Heavenly Art. It was not because he did not dare to. Yin Tianshou and his son were doomed to die, so there was nothing wrong with admitting it.

The main thing is that he understands the moral character of this group of people who are obsessed with solving the mystery of Leishan Tiangong. You say that after comprehending Leishan Tiangong, they feel a sense of relief.

If the Leishan Heavenly Skill is destroyed before it is unlocked, they will suffer worse than death.

"Stubborn!"

Sure enough, Yin Tianshou couldn't hold it anymore and became furious.

He said so much with a dry mouth, and it was basically a foregone conclusion that he had comprehended Leishan Tiangong, but Wei Fan flatly denied it.

He also planned to ask Wei Fan in detail how he comprehended the Leishan Heavenly Skill after convincing him, so as to solve the confusion in his heart for thousands of years.

Wei Fan gave a mocking smile: "Why don't you continue pretending, old man?"

Yin Wu shook his head: "I said this kid wouldn't be fooled, just kill him directly, extract his Yuan Shen and search his soul, Dad, you still don't listen, this monster is not a fool, he can't be fooled by a few words, he won't become a saint in the flesh at the age of nineteen and comprehend the Thunder Mountain Heavenly Art."

"If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"

Yin Tianshou's eyes were full of coldness. He naturally didn't need to teach his son these things. However, if something unexpected happened during the extraction process, the Leishan Tiangong would disappear completely.

If he could trick Wei Fan into telling him the Thunder Mountain Heavenly Skill himself, he would naturally be willing to give it a try.

"Originally you could have died a quick death, but now it's no wonder that my father and I are so cruel and ruthless. I don't need to tell you how painful it is to search your soul!"

Yin Wu licked his lips and stepped out: "A nineteen-year-old Saint Realm demon, your talent is truly unprecedented in history. When Emperor Wu was young, he was probably at your level.

If I swallow you, even if I can't reach your level, I can still be comparable to Xuanyuan Peak!"

What both father and son want is not only Leishan Tiangong, but also Wei Fan's unprecedented talent. With the mystery of the magic soul-stealing technique, even if he cannot reach Wei Fan's level, his talent will be improved a lot and reach a level comparable to Xuanyuan Feng.

In fact, in secret, there are already countless demonic figures preparing to attack Wei Fan. With such amazing talent, who wouldn't be envious of him?

Yin Tianshou said, "Be careful when you attack, don't destroy his soul. It is important to seize the soul, but without the ultimate skills, it will be difficult for you to achieve the highest level."

He didn't think that his son could not defeat Wei Fan. Although they both achieved sainthood in the flesh, Wei Fan had only broken through to the sainthood two months ago, while his son Yin Wu had already started to cultivate his spirit three years ago. The two were simply not on the same level.

He knew his son too well. Once they started fighting, he would not stop until he had torn the enemy to pieces. He was bloody and brutal. He had to be reminded of this.

"Don't worry, father. I know the seriousness of this matter."

Yin Wu nodded, then looked at Wei Fan: "Hand over your body obediently, tell me the Thunder Mountain Heavenly Art, and I will kill you. Otherwise, I will suck your blood dry bit by bit and eat you alive..."

"boom!"

A vast ocean of blood and energy was steaming from his body, and his demonic energy was overwhelming, emitting blood-red flames.

Yin Wu's body was like an iron tower, his hair was flying wildly, and lines of Dao marks appeared on his body, making him look like he was wearing a suit of magic armor.

He didn't know how many people he had killed, and the murderous spirit in his body was almost condensed into substance, and those traces of evil looked like they were drawn with human blood.

This is obviously not an orthodox body-refining martial art. Even if the master of an orthodox body-refining martial art has practiced magic, at most the aura will be filled with magic, but even the traces of Tao will not emit magic.

“It’s very craftsmanlike!”

This was the first time Wei Fan encountered someone who had achieved sainthood in the flesh, so he did not rush to take action. Even though the other party practiced the magic body-refining martial arts, he wanted to observe him carefully.

The Dao marks on Yin Wu's body are very mysterious and have a strong demonic nature, but at first glance, the traces of human carving are very obvious, and it is not worthy of the name of Dao patterns. It does not have the natural and natural appearance of his body.

"You are just trash. You cultivate your magic skills by killing people and make your body holy. Do you really think you are a monster?"

Originally, if Yin Tianshou and his son attacked together, he could only summon the Wanling Bell to kill the father and son, and he could not fight with the person who had achieved sainthood in the flesh. Unexpectedly, Yin Wu wanted to fight him alone in order to seize his talent.

He just wanted to test the fighting ability of a strong man of the same kind.

"court death!"

Yin Wu was furious. Although he was able to achieve sainthood in the flesh due to his magic power, his own talent in body refining was also extraordinary. Otherwise, his father Yin Tianshou would not have placed such high hopes on him, and would not have spent so much and taken such a great risk to teleport Wei Fan from the Holy City.

"Let me see how the body tempered by the Thunder Mountain Heavenly Art compares to my Forged Demon Indestructible Body."

"boom!"

He was covered in black flames, rushing over like a meteor and smashing down with his fist.

It is impossible to describe the horror of this punch. The formation space arranged by Yin Tianshou, the formation master, was shaking violently. The patterns on the avenue emitted a dazzling light to resist the wind from Yin Wu's punch.

If it were in the outside world, the space would definitely have been shattered and the mountains and rivers would have collapsed.

"Stronger than Yuan Tiansheng. If the two fight to the death, Yuan Tiansheng will definitely lose."

Before Yin Wu arrived, Wei Fan felt as if countless mountains were pressing down on his body, as if the sun was falling from above his head.

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Wei Fan let out a long roar, his hair flying wildly, and his blood and energy surged into the sky like a dragon, impacting the energy shield of the formation space and creating ripples.

The mysterious and natural patterns of the Tao emerged, and in a trance he seemed like the carrier of the Tao.

"Yun Shen!"

Yin Tianshou's pupils contracted violently, and his heart was filled with shock. It was not because of how terrifying Yunshen's cultivation was, but because it had only been more than two months, less than three months, since Wei Fan broke through the Saint Realm. He had broken through Yunshen in such a short time.

His son Yin Wu had a terrifying talent. He broke through to the Saint Realm at the age of fifty, but it was not until he was three hundred years old that he completed the Condensation of the Dao and broke through to the Yunshen Realm.

It was terrifying that he completed in three months the journey that took his son more than 200 years to complete.

"It must be the Thunder Mountain Heavenly Skill!"

The next moment Yin Tianshou became excited. Talent and aptitude are certainly important, but martial arts skills are also a big reason.

“Boom boom!”

Wei Fan's whole body was shining brightly, and a big sun appeared on his fist, emitting a high temperature that could burn the sky and boil the sea.

Big Sun Collapse Fist!

The demonic flames of Yin Wu's indestructible demon body were blazing hot, and were also emitting terrifyingly high temperatures. The two of them seemed to have fallen into a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

Although Wei Fan felt the burning sensation, his body was fine. On the other hand, Yin Wu's hair was a little twisted, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked extremely ugly.

He sensed the terrifying aura from Wei Fan and realized that Wei Fan had become a Martial Saint who could cultivate his spirit and body. However, before he could react too much, the fists of the two men had already hit each other.

Wei Fan wanted to see the power of the Demon's Immortal Body, so he did not defend against the punch, but chose to fight with him.

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The physical bodies of two powerful saints who had attained divine essence were fighting against each other. The sound was extremely terrifying, as if two worlds had collided. The formation space was shaking violently, and the patterns on the avenue were flickering, and it was almost destroyed.

Wei Fan's whole body trembled, his blood boiling, and he took three steps back before he could steady himself.

At the same time, Yin Wu's chest exploded, and the demonic flames on his body were destroyed and extinguished by the terrifying energy, revealing his strong body.

A huge fist mark appeared on his chest, causing his body to retreat continuously, with scarlet blood splattering.

"impossible!"

Yin Wu's aura was frantic and his face was full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that Wei Fan had already become a Martial Saint with the Divine Power.

In less than three months, he entered the realm of Yunshen. If you tell others about it, no one would dare to believe it. It seems that the rule that the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to advance to the next level does not exist at all for Wei Fan.

"boom!"

The extinguished demonic flames began to burn again, and the wound on Yin Wu's chest was recovering rapidly.

"Nothing more than that. You can't even break my skin!"

With his blood and energy roaring like a dragon, Wei Fan chased after him like thunder, and slapped Yin Wu's head with his big hand covered in light.

Yin Wu raised his head and put his hands up to block, but not only was his physical strength inferior to Wei Fan's, his power was also much weaker.

The vast power was like a raging wave. Yin Wu felt like an ant trying to shake a tree. He was completely vulnerable. Wei Fan slapped his arm back and hit him on the chest.

“Crack!”

Yin Wu screamed in pain, and Wei Fan broke his bones with a palm. His arm was twisted like a pretzel, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Both of them had basically just broken through to the stage of soul-enhancing, and were at the same realm. Although Wei Fan would not kill him instantly, he had almost no power to resist Wei Fan who was practicing the Nine-Nine True Skills.

Of course, it’s not that Yin Wu is weak, but that Wei Fan is too strong. After breaking through the soul-enhancing state, the avenue patterns on his body further evolved, and his strength increased a lot.

Although both belong to the holy realm, the gap between Ning Dao and Yun Shen is not as exaggerated as that between Martial King and Martial Saint, but it is not much different.

His physical body is invincible at the same level as a saint, but he is the invincible among the invincible.

"die!"

Wei Fan's aura was violent and murderous, and he slapped out again.

The formation space seemed to be about to explode, and the lines on the avenue were shaking continuously.

"You dare!"

Yuan Tiansheng's furious voice sounded. He didn't expect that Wei Fan, who was also a martial saint with a soul, would be so ferocious. He injured Yin Wu, who had also achieved sainthood in the flesh, with just two moves.

“Boom…”

A huge hand grabbed over from the air, and the formation space was like the surface of water, with ripples everywhere, and the aura of the great sage was overwhelming.

If Wei Fan continues to attack Yin Wu, he will inevitably have to bear a blow from the Great Sage.

However, although he had broken through to the Yunshen stage, he was obviously not yet able to fight against the Great Sage. The gap between Yunshen and the Great Sage was much greater than the gap between Ningdao and Yunshen.

"Father, catch him, and I will definitely get the 'Leishan Tiangong'."

Yin Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took the opportunity to retreat with a greedy look on his face.

He and Yin Tianshou thought the same thing, both believing that Wei Fan's ability to break through to the Soul Condensation stage in less than three months was due to the "Thunder Mountain Heavenly Art".

If he could obtain Wei Fan's talent and acquire the "Thunder Mountain Heavenly Art", even if he could not become a Martial Emperor in the future, becoming a Martial King would certainly not be a problem.

"Old man, I wanted to let you experience the feeling of sending off a loved one, but since you're looking for death, I'll send you off first."

Before they had enough fun, Yin Tianshou came to interrupt. Wei Fan's eyes were full of cold light, and his body burst into a dazzling golden light. (End of this chapter)