Chapter 122: The Demon King's Collection, the Rough Embryo of the Ultimate Divine Weapon Xuanhuang Ding

In the sky, Situ Feng and He Taixian flew side by side.

When Yuan Xiao died yesterday, they didn't care much, but Cang Niu was different. He possessed the true blood of the Demon King. Even the Demon-Suppressing General could only match him but not kill him.

Moreover, given Cang Niu's identity and potential, the Blue Bull Demon King must have given him something to save his life. Without two or three Demon-Suppressing Generals holding something of the corresponding level, it would be impossible to kill Cang Niu.

"Isn't this the person you arranged?"

He Taixian was stunned. He thought that it was Situ Feng who arranged someone to do it. After all, Cangniu had been too arrogant in the past few days. If Cangniu continued to be arrogant, the demon hunters would not dare to hunt demons in Qingyun Mountain.

Situ Feng shook his head: "No!"

He Taixian sighed: "I thought things would be over soon, but it looks like it's getting more and more troublesome."

Two more sons of the Demon King died. Not to mention Yuan Xiao, the White Ape Demon King also broke through to the level of Demon King only a few years ago. His participation in Qingyun Mountain had little impact on the situation.

But the Green Ox Demon King is different. His strength is even stronger than that of the Black Python Demon King. He will not let it go if his bloodline descendants are killed.

"Kill him if you want. At worst, we can ask for help from other counties."

After flying for a while, the two arrived at the place where Cang Niu was killed.

There were deep pits and cracks everywhere in front of me. The horns of the Cang Niu were chopped off and blood was flowing for dozens of meters.

"Even the horns of the blue bull were broken into pieces."

Situ Feng grabbed casually, and several black fragments flew from a distance and landed on his hand.

“It’s them!”

Hearing some noise, Situ Feng and He Taixian looked back and found Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi flying over.

"Disciple greets Master, and greets the Grand Commander!"

"Greetings, Commander-in-Chief and Second Commander-in-Chief!"

Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi bowed.

Situ Feng nodded gently, his sharp eyes softened, and he looked at Long Xueyi: "Xueyi, was it you who killed the Cang Niu?"

…

Wei Fan did not return to the original place to find Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong, but went directly back to Qingyun City.

As soon as Cang Niu died, all members of the Yaotian Alliance went dormant, and none of the energy collected in their bodies became active.

When he entered the city, he found that this tense frontier city had come alive.

"How about killing the White Elephant Demon King?"

When I stepped into the yard, Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi had already returned. They were sitting in the yard. After Wei Fan appeared, Zhang Xianlong couldn't wait to ask.

Neither of them revealed Wei Fan in front of Situ Feng and He Taixian.

Wei Fan was killed by a masked man holding a magical weapon. Wei Fan thought that there was something wrong with the Demon Suppression Division, so they naturally thought of it.

In the Demon Suppression Division, apart from the three great commanders, no one else has the ability to take out a magical weapon and send someone to kill Wei Fan.

Long Xueyi held her breath and looked at Wei Fan.

Wei Fan nodded gently: "There is no more White Elephant Demon King in the world!"

Boom! As soon as these words came out, Long Xueyi and Zhang Xianlong were in a state of panic. Although they were prepared, when they heard from Wei Fan that the White Elephant Demon King had been killed, they still couldn't control their emotions.

Even if Wei Fan was lucky enough to get away with it, the Demon King cannot be killed by anyone. The power range of a celestial martial artist is simply not on the same level as the Demon King.

Zhang Xianlong was shocked: "You have done something earth-shattering. If it gets out, you will definitely be famous throughout the dynasty..."

Tian Ren Zhan's concentration has only existed in legends. Zhang Xianlong regretted not following him to see Tian Ren Zhan's feat of concentration: "Congratulations, you have accumulated enough merits to enter the concentration space. It won't be long before you are a true martial arts master in the divine realm!"

When Zhang Xianlong thought of this, his scalp tingled. No wonder the martial arts master in the Divine Realm had no moral integrity and sent people to kill Wei Fan.

More than two months ago, when Wei Fan was sent out on patrol, Situ Ying still needed to contact him for secret protection.

It took him two months to break through to the eighth level of the celestial being, and Wei Fan had already killed the Demon King of Concentrated Spirit.

Wei Fan nodded: "Are there no God Realm Martial Masters among the Demon Hunters?"

In fact, after killing Cang Niu, his merits were enough to enter the concentration space.

On the way to Qingyun City, he killed Shi Kun, a half-demon who was half-a-step to god, and seven half-demon puppets comparable to the ninth level of heaven from the Xueyun Sect. When he killed Yuan Xiao, he also killed three ninth-grade Nascent Soul demons.

Today, he killed Cang Niu and also killed two ninth-grade Condensation Dan and one sixth-grade Condensation Dan. Even if some of these merits were to be divided among Long Xueyi, it would be enough for him to enter the Concentration Space.

The merit of killing the White Elephant Demon King no longer needs to be wasted in the concentration space, and can be used to exchange for martial arts.

Zhang Xianlong shook his head: "You can't say no. After so long, you should understand that Mr. Huo is also a demon hunter."

Wei Fan had long guessed that Mr. Huo was a demon hunter, but Mr. Huo basically no longer cared about the matter.

He was asking about the demon hunters who were still hunting demons.

Because of Situ Feng and He Taixian's status as the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, they would not easily fight with the Demon King because it would easily lead to a war, but the demon hunter did not have such worries. However, he seemed to have not heard any rumors of a demon hunter in the Divine Realm who killed the Demon King.

Zhang Xianlong continued, “There are still some demon hunters in the Divine Realm Martial Sect, but they are relatively few. Many demon hunters transfer to the Demon Suppression Division after becoming Divine Realm Martial Sect members.

For example, my master and the commander-in-chief, they were demon hunters.

The cultivation of the Divine Realm Martial Sect is too difficult. It is difficult for a mere Grandmaster Demon Hunter to cultivate by hunting demons on his own. Only by becoming the leader of the Demon Suppression Division and gaining support from the dynasty’s resources can his cultivation progress quickly.”

He shook his head and said, "In fact, it's okay to hand over the fate card to others. As long as you don't rebel, Dynasty won't use the fate card to force you to do anything. After all, it's not just one person who hands over the fate card. If you don't make a mistake, Dynasty won't dare to do anything that offends all the masters."

Wei Fan shook his head slightly. Even if there was no danger in handing over the life card, he was not very interested.

After becoming the leader of a region, one must always guard the area. If one wants to leave the area, one must ask for permission from the higher-ups.

"Oh, right..."

Zhang Xianlong suddenly stopped Wei Fan who was about to leave: "I asked my master, he said he didn't know what the Yellow Dragon Spear was, and the commander-in-chief also said he had never heard of it."

"Thank you. Don't investigate the Yellow Dragon Spear anymore!"

Wei Fan did not tell anyone the news he heard from the White Elephant Demon King.

If nothing unexpected happens, the mastermind behind sending out the masked man is the Third Commander Fu Shizheng. If the First Commander and the Second Commander knew about the existence of the Yellow Dragon Spear, Fu Shizheng would not have taken out the Yellow Dragon Spear.

Now is not the time to bring these up.

He didn't think that if he said these things, someone would help him. He could only seek revenge on the Third Commander himself if he had the ability.

No matter how talented he is, he is still a celestial martial artist. How can his importance be compared to that of a divine martial artist?

…

"I wonder if there are some surprises in the collection of the Concentrated Demon Lord!"

In the room, Wei Fan took out the White Elephant Demon King's storage gourd with some anticipation, and began to infuse it with his true energy and mental power to refine it.

As expected of the Demon King’s storage gourd, Wei Fan spent a long time refining it before a huge space appeared in front of him.

It's really big, more than ten meters long, wide and high. Even though there are a lot of things inside, it looks very empty.

The first thing Wei Fan noticed was a large round tripod that looked to be more than one meter high. It was khaki in color and had a carving of an elephant covered in scales on it, which had some of the aura of the White Elephant Demon King.

"Could this be the magic weapon of the White Elephant Demon King?"

Wei Fan's heart moved.

Through his mind, he felt that the cauldron was as heavy as a mountain.

When fighting with the White Elephant Demon King before, the White Elephant Demon King did not use his magic weapon. As a demon king, it is natural that he could not be unaware of the importance of tempering the magic weapon.

No matter whether it is a martial arts master in the divine realm or a great demon in the concentrated spirit realm, once a breakthrough is made, one must begin to refine one's own divine weapon. Even if there are no good materials to make it, one must use inferior ones to forge it and then temper it first.

The White Elephant Demon King did not use his magic weapon. The more likely possibility was that he had been a Demon King for too short a time, and his magic weapon was still a rough draft and had not yet been refined.

The large tripod in front of him seemed to be a rough draft of a magical weapon. It had been tempered, but it had not been tempered to produce divine power.

Wei Fan took out the large khaki cauldron and instantly felt his arm sink. The whole room shook like an earthquake and the floor cracked.

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"It's so heavy! It must weigh at least a million pounds!"

Wei Fan's face was moved.

What material is this tripod? It is more than one meter high, but it actually made his arm strength of 25 million pounds feel its weight. He accidentally shook the house down.

"A divine weapon made of Xuanhuang Stone?"

Zhang Xianlong ran over because of the noise in the yard, but his attention was no longer on the reason for the yard's shaking. Instead, he stared at the large ochre-colored tripod in Wei Fan's hand with wide eyes.

Wei Fan controlled his strength so that the weight of the cauldron would not cause the house to collapse: "This is what you are talking about!"

He just shook the cauldron in his hand lightly, and immediately felt that the roof was about to be lifted off, so he stopped immediately.

"The Xuanhuang Stone is the best material among the best materials. A fist-sized piece weighs ten thousand pounds. It is a treasure for refining heavy weapons!"

Long Xueyi also appeared, and instantly realized that the thing that almost collapsed her courtyard was the khaki cauldron in Wei Fan's hand: "Did you get it from the White Elephant Demon King?"

Wei Fan nodded slightly.

She looked incredulous: "I didn't expect that the White Elephant Demon King had such an opportunity to find such a large Xuanhuang Stone to refine the rough embryo of the magic weapon."

Zhang Xianlong shook his head: "It's not the opportunity of the White Elephant Demon King, it's obviously the opportunity of Wei Fan. With his innate body and the weapon made of Xuanhuang Stone, he is simply invincible."

Xuanhuang Stone is a treasure for making heavy weapons. Weapons made of Xuanhuang Stone will become more and more terrifyingly heavy after being tempered by the will and power of the Divine Realm Martial Master. As long as the tempering time is long enough, it is not a problem for a weapon to become millions or tens of millions of pounds.

I have never heard of such a huge Xuanhuang stone.

It obviously didn't take long to refine, but it weighs a million pounds. If this monster Wei Fan were allowed to refine it for a few hundred years, he might be able to refine a magical weapon that is invincible in the world.

Long Xueyi shook her head and looked at Wei Fan: "Don't listen to Zhang Xianlong, it's not that simple. I advise you to give up this Xuanhuang Ding. If this Xuanhuang Ding is tempered into a real magic weapon, its power is indeed terrifying, but with such a large size, it will be more difficult to temper.

It takes others more than ten years to refine a magic weapon, but this Xuanhuang Ding may not even reach the power of a magic weapon in a hundred years. It will only be a waste of effort. After a hundred years, the magic weapons of your peers will have taken shape, while your magic weapon is just beginning to take shape. How can you fight against others?"

What you said makes a lot of sense.

When ordinary people refine the rough draft of a magic weapon, they try to choose a small weapon, so that it is relatively simple to temper and the magic weapon is easy to form.

Wei Fan listened to it, but he didn't intend to listen to Long Xueyi.

This rough draft of a magic weapon made entirely of top-grade materials is so rare that he was reluctant to give it up.

"Others have to spend time and effort to refine their magic weapons, but I have a panel!"

The panel is his confidence. The worst that can happen is that he can kill more monsters. As long as the power is strong enough, he doesn't worry about the difficulty of tempering.

After putting the tripod away, Wei Fan continued to clean the storage gourd of the White Elephant Demon King.

As a demon king, although he has lived for more than three hundred years, the White Elephant Demon King does not actually have many treasures on him. After all, he needs to practice, so whoever gets a treasure will not give it away but put it away.

Apart from materials and other things, anything needed to improve one's cultivation level is basically used up immediately.

Therefore, he had no hope for things that could improve his cultivation, and his focus was on the materials and the secret books collected by the White Elephant Demon King.

He actually found another piece of Tiger Soul Red Gold in the collection of the White Elephant Demon King, but it was only the size of an egg, not as big as the one he got from Shi Kun.

He had to continue tempering the Xuanhuang Ding and forge the knife. Anyway, it wasn't something he had to work hard to temper, so he didn't need to make a choice and he didn't have to worry about his energy at all.

After that, Wei Fan didn't find anything that caught his eye. Although there were a lot of human martial arts in the gourd, none of them were top-notch and were only at the level of heaven and man.

The next day, Wei Fan went to the military camp to meet Li Fengyi and others. After returning, he left Qingyun City with Zhang Xianlong and Long Xueyi.

The White Elephant Demon King was killed, Cang Niu and Yuan Xiao also died. Although the demon army in Qingyun Mountain did not withdraw, the members of the Demon Heaven Alliance were frightened and dared not stay in Qingyun Mountain any longer.

Not only three people, many demon hunters also left.

Three days later, three people appeared at the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

"It's that psychopath!"

As you enter the gate of the Demon Suppression Division, you will see the gray-clothed man holding a spear who appeared after killing Cang Niu that day.

The other party also saw the three people and walked straight over.

He stood in front of Wei Fan and the other two, with a smile on his face, and looked at Long Xueyi and said, "Don't you recognize me yet?"

Long Xueyi frowned slightly.

Zhang Xianlong glanced at Wei Fan, as if to say, why don't you take action?

Seeing this, the man in green looked at the sword in Long Xueyi's hand and said, "This Hanyan Sword was given to you by my sister!"

Long Xueyi blurted out: "Are you Yue Chengwu?"

The man in blue nodded with a smile on his face: "You finally still remember this old friend..."

Wei Fan had no interest in listening to people reminiscing about the past, so he immediately walked away. Amidst the sound of clicks, he returned to his original appearance.

Controlling muscle changes for a long time is actually very uncomfortable.

Zhang Xianlong chased after him and said, "This psychopath obviously has bad intentions. Are you just going to leave like this?"

Wei Fan rolled his eyes: "Get lost!"

Suddenly He Yun came out from the side and his eyes lit up when he saw Wei Fan: "Brother Wei, Mr. Huo asked you to find time to meet him after you come back."

"good!"

Wei Fan nodded, he also wanted to meet Mr. Huo.

(End of this chapter)