Chapter 255: Purple pupils capture the soul, the demon king arrives

The leader of the Xuanhe Sect did not respond to the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect. His figure was tall and majestic, and he looked domineering, but his expression was a little dull and not agile. His body was just a condensation of strength, not his real body, but just a clone of his will.

After he was completely formed, he stretched out a big hand and hit Wei Fan like a raging wave.

The vital energy in the air was surging and swarming towards the big hand, strengthening the power of the big hand.

"It's just a clone of my will. How can you kill me if my real body is not here?"

Wei Fan shouted coldly, and the Human King Bell in his body vibrated, isolating the oppression brought by the power of the Demon King's will.

He flipped his wrist and the Seal of the Gods appeared in his hand.

To put it bluntly, the clone of will is something of the primordial spirit. As long as it is related to the primordial spirit, the Seal of the Gods will be its nemesis.

This kind of thing is actually not mysterious. The method of refining it is included in the magic weapon technique he learned.

Of course, the cost of refining is also high. When refining, one needs to cut off a part of one's mind. In general sects, unless the disciple is extremely important, there will basically be no elders to help refine this kind of thing. After cutting off a part of one's mind, it may take several years to recover.

Boom! Wei Fan's figure flashed across the sky like a bolt of thunder, and he rushed towards the big hand.

"He took the initiative to confront the clone of the Demon King's will. Is he looking for death?" The little lion king widened his eyes.

The next moment, when the big hand was about to hit Wei Fan, Wei Fan suddenly disappeared.

Boom! The big hand hit the air, and a terrifying palm print immediately appeared on the ground below. The soil rolled and surged to the sides, and the mountains shook continuously.

"No, the shape follows the heart!"

The little monkey king shouted.

This ability is too invincible. If you can't suppress it, no matter how powerful you are, you can destroy the world and it will be useless if you can't hit Wei Fan.

Wang Bing can suppress the ability of Form Following Mind, but the clone of the Demon King's will does not have the ability to activate Tao, and therefore cannot restrict Wei Fan's ability of Form Following Mind.

This ability cannot be restricted. Not to mention that this is just a clone of the Demon King's will, even if the Demon King comes, he cannot kill Wei Fan.

Of course, if the Demon King really comes in person, it is impossible that there is no means to restrict his form and mind, and the Demon King himself also has this ability.

"Master, be careful. Wei Fan will use some tricks to make his form follow his heart!"

The Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect shouted, forgetting that this was just the Demon King's will clone, and had no consciousness at all, and could not understand his words! The next moment, Wei Fan appeared on the side of the Demon King's clone, and the seal of the gods in his hand emitted a strange aura, and smashed down heavily.

Bang! A dull sound rang out, and a ray of light spread out and quickly covered the clone of the Demon King's Will. In an instant, the aura of the clone of the Demon King's Will quickly weakened, and then it dissipated with a bang, turning into a burst of energy falling from the sky.

"The Demon King's Will Clone was destroyed!"

The pupils of the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect, the Little Monkey King, and the Little Monkey King contracted violently and their scalps went numb.

"What the hell is that big seal on his hand? Could it be Wang Bing?"

The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect roared, knowing that it was the seal in Wei Fan's hand that caused trouble. Otherwise, no matter how strong Wei Fan was, it would be impossible for him to destroy the clone of the Demon King's will in one go, unless he himself was also a king-level powerhouse.

But Wei Fan was not the King of Martial Arts, and the seal in his hand did not have the fluctuations of a king's soldier, only a strange aura.

"What are you talking about? Run away. Only the Demon King can kill him!"

The little monkey king turned around and fled, dragging his tattered body.

In the previous battle with Wang Bing, the magic weapons and armors on their bodies had all disintegrated, and even their bodies were almost shattered by Wang Bing's fluctuations. At this moment, there was almost no intact part on the bodies of the three demon lords.

The clones of the Demon King's will were all killed by Wei Fan, and they no longer had any trump cards to fight Wei Fan.

If it came down to strength, the three demon lords would still have the confidence to fight Wei Fan together, but Wei Fan had too many treasures on him, and even Wang Bing had taken them away, so they didn't dare to fight Wei Fan at all.

"Separate and flee!"

The little lion king also reacted and roared, saying that now was not the time to be shocked, escaping was the top priority. Wei Fan, the god of killing, would not care whether their father was the demon king or not, and would kill without mercy.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Why did you run away first?!"

Wei Fan's voice seemed to carry a chill that made the three demon lords shiver.

He dodged and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Seeing Wei Fan disappear in his mind, the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect could not help but shout: "Wei Fan, if you dare to kill us, the human and demon races will definitely go to war. When that happens, all lives will be destroyed, and you will be the culprit of the human race!"

Now no background can scare Wei Fan. Only a war between the human and demon races can scare Wei Fan.

The little ape king also roared: "My father is the Sky-lifting Demon King. If you dare to kill me, he will massacre the entire human race in revenge!"

Wei Fan appeared silently behind the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect: "Let's start the war. When has the human race ever been afraid of going to war with you demons? When have we not fought in these years?"

The trump card in his hand was plain and simple, and he pulled it out heavily.

He had seen how the three demon lords of the Xuanhe Sect's Holy Son were almost sucked dry, so he did not dare to use his power to revive Wang Bing.

However, with his current strength, even a dry branch in his hand can exert earth-shaking power, not to mention it is an indestructible royal weapon. With his strength, even if he does not revive the royal weapon, the power is enough to kill any demon lord.

Boom! Blood splattered, and the head of the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect exploded like a watermelon, and his soul was directly smashed into pieces by the King's Mace.

His strength had been almost drained by the Da Wang Mace, and he was seriously injured. Even with his Seven-Colored Golden Body, he was no match for Wei Fan.

The Holy Son of the Black Crane Sect, die! "Holy Son..."

The little monkey king, who saw this scene in his mind, let out a shrill cry, because this would soon be his end.

This madman Wei Fan even dared to kill the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect. What's more, he was only the son of the Demon King. No matter his status or potential, he was inferior to the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect.

"Don't run, fight him!"

The little lion king roared, knowing that he could not run away at all. Within a short distance, Shape Follows Heart was simply invincible. No speed could be faster than Shape Follows Heart.

"good!"

The little monkey king also understood this and immediately turned around and fought back.

"Purple pupils capture the soul!"

The little lion king roared, his purple eyes glowing with purple light: "I will pull out his soul and destroy his soul together!"

The purple eyes are soul-captivating!

This is the talent of the Purple Eyed Demon Lion Clan. It can extract the soul of anyone within a certain distance from the body, including the enemy's soul and one's own soul.

This talent seems to be of little use, because the indiscriminate attack also includes himself, but this is not the case, because he is only at the Demon Lord level and cannot really use this talent.

If his father were to use it, only the enemy's soul would be extracted, and his own soul would remain in the body.

Once the soul is extracted, most of one's abilities are gone, and one can only use the soul to attack. Because of this ability, the souls of their clan are far stronger than those of masters of the same level. Basically, once this ability is used, if the enemy is not prepared, the soul will be seriously injured if not exploded.

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Even if the soul is not injured, it will suffer a certain degree of damage. You must know that even a powerful martial king will not let the soul leave the body easily unless the physical body is destroyed.

This is because even if it is the spirit of King Wu, if it leaves the body at will, it will suffer harm from the outside world.

Buzz...

Invisible waves spread, and Wei Fan felt a force drilling straight into his head, but was blocked by the golden bell.

At the same time, a soul emerged from the heads of the little lion king and the little ape king, looking at Wei Fan in confusion as there was nothing above their heads.

Where is the soul? The purple pupil soul-stealing technique failed to extract Wei Fan's soul, or he simply did not have one.

The little lion king showed despair: "Oh no, his golden bell can actually resist the talent of my purple-eyed demon lion clan!"

In fact, he didn't know that even if he could extract Wei Fan's soul, he couldn't do anything to Wei Fan. When Wei Fan was in the divine realm, he used a lot of his spiritual power to strengthen his body, and then used the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm to transform his soul once more.

The strength of his soul has long surpassed that of ordinary people.

"Your talent seems to be for your own death!"

Wei Fan took a step into the air, and the mace in his hand swept out. The little ape king who was in the front wanted to return his soul to his body, but was hit by the mace and instantly turned into fragments! The little ape king, the son of the Sky Demon King, died! The little lion king was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot: "You beast killed so many elites of my demon clan, the demon king will definitely not let you go!"

He already knew that he was going to die, so he just took advantage of the last moments to curse Wei Fan to vent his anger.

"Sooner or later I will kill all the demon kings of your demon clan, including your father!"

Wei Fan swung his mace down, smashing the little lion king's soul into pieces.

[Kill the little lion king, gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 90 years of golden body power]

[Kill the Little Monkey King, gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 90 years of golden body power]

[Kill the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect, gain 20,000 years of ordinary power and 80 years of golden body power]

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[Ordinary skill: 490,000 years]

[Golden Body Skill: 990 Years]

The average skill level is approaching 500,000!

There were a total of eighteen demon lords, but he actually only killed twelve of them. The remaining six were shocked to death by Wang Bing.

The area within a radius of seven or eight kilometers has turned into ruins, the earth has cracked, the mountains and rivers have disappeared, and the scene is devastated. This is mainly the result of the collision between Wang Bing and Ren Wang Zhong.

Fortunately, he stopped far away from the Yunhua Sect in advance, otherwise even if the disciples of the Yunhua Sect escaped, the Yunhua Sect would be reduced to ruins.

"The Holy Son of the Black Crane Sect, the Son of the Sky-Bearing Demon King, and the Son of the Purple-Eyed Demon King, a total of 18 demon lords joined forces, but he killed them all by himself!"

In the distant mountains, Ji Qingyue floated into the air with a look of shock on her face.

Even though she knew Wei Fan very well, she thought that this time Wei Fan could only protect himself and would never be able to kill all the Demon Lords. Unexpectedly, the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect brought out Wang Bing, but was killed by Wei Fan.

“Go!”

Wei Fan growled, "The demon king is coming!"

The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect was not threatening him. He had killed so many demon kings, including the sons of demon kings such as the Little Ape King and the Little Lion King. Even if the demon race did not declare an all-out war with the human race, they would not let him go.

The one being slaughtered this time is not a fellow like the Two-Headed Elephant Lord last time. It is the Holy Son of the Black Crane Sect, the son of the Sky-Bearing Demon King, the son of the Purple-Eyed Demon King. Any one of them can be an important figure that can shake the wasteland.

Ji Qingyue didn't feel it, but his spiritual sense was already warning him, and he felt a heart-wrenching feeling.

"Let's go together!" Ji Qingyue did not leave.

Wei Fan shook his head: "Let's go separately. I have means to protect my life and I am not afraid of the Demon King. If you go with me, you might get me into trouble!"

He was not sure whether the Human King Bell could rival the Demon King, but he should have no problem saving his life. The Human King Bell was not a weapon and did not require him to activate it. This was also where his confidence came from.

"good!"

Ji Qingyue no longer insisted after hearing this, and turned into a stream of light and flew in the direction where Dongfang Ye disappeared before. Wei Fan quickly wiped out his own breath and flew in another direction as well! (End of this chapter)