The jumping panel stopped. The killing was too fierce just now. Both the Martial King and the Demon King were killed. Wei Fan didn't know how many Demon Kings he had killed, so he had to look at the panel.

[Kill the White Elephant King, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 900 years of King of Martial Arts power]

[Kill the Little Green Dragon King, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 900 years of King of Martial Arts power]

[Kill He Xing, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 900 years of King Wu power]

…

[Ordinary skill: 6.02 million years]

[King Wu’s power: 79,700 years]

The ordinary power increased from 3 million to 6 million. Not only did he have the power to impact the Martial Saint realm, but he also had the power added by the Wanling Bell.

Of course he killed more than just these few, but many of the human martial kings did not explode in power. He observed the Wanling Bell again and found that there were almost forty more marks, which means that he killed almost ten human martial kings.

"Once this matter is over, we will attack the Saint Realm."

Wei Fan had this thought in his mind. If he couldn't find anything here that could help him reach the holy realm, he didn't plan to continue looking.

"You must find a way to leave as soon as possible, otherwise you may not be able to leave Baohuazhou!"

Mu Feng walked over. Wei Fan enjoyed the kill, but the consequences were also serious. It could be said that he had exposed the scandal of Baohuazhou and almost angered the saints of both humans and demons. Even the Demon Hunter Organization might not be able to save Wei Fan. Now Wei Fan had no choice but to leave Baohuazhou as soon as possible and not let those martial saints and demon saints whose sons had died block him outside the dojo.

"Um!"

Wei Fan nodded. There was no one in the palace at this moment and no one dared to peek in. Only Feng Hua and Mu Feng followed Wei Fan.

The three of them landed in front of the palace again. Without saying a word, Mu Feng took out a halberd and rushed over like a whirlwind.

"boom!"

A light curtain rose up, and even though he had a fighting power not inferior to that of a Saint Son, he was still bounced back. His blood surged, and his face flushed. "This is a formation left by a Martial Emperor. Even after tens of thousands of years, a Martial King cannot break it!"

Fenghua shook her head. After a period of time, her injuries had recovered and her face was no longer pale.

Wei Fan opened his martial arts eyes and said, "Show me another chop with your halberd!"

"good!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng didn't know why Wei Fan asked him to attack the palace formation again, but he still swung his halberd and chopped it down.

"boom!"

The force he exerted this time was even stronger than the last time. He was flung back, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, which was caught by Wei Fan with one hand.

In his eyes, the light curtain protecting the palace turned into thin lines, and he saw the weak points, but this weakness was only relative, and in fact, there was not much difference from other places.

"The flaws in the Martial Emperor Formation are even fewer, or even non-existent."

Wei Fan's heart was filled with awe, and the power in his body began to surge. He reminded Feng Hua and Mu Feng, "You guys step back!"

The two did not dare to delay and quickly distanced themselves from Wei Fan.

"boom!"

He struck the palace like a bolt of thunder, and the light curtain rose up instantly. His fist fell, and the whole palace was shaking. A huge crack appeared in the void.

"What a monster!"

Mu Feng couldn't help but change his expression. The rebounding force was completely removed by Wei Fan and did not bounce him away.

The light curtain rippled, but was not broken.

"break!"

Wei Fan shouted loudly and punched out again. The whole small world shook and some tiny cracks appeared on the light curtain.

"Don't destroy the small world, otherwise everyone will die!" Mu Feng couldn't help but shout, fearing that Wei Fan would destroy the small world.

"If we can't find a way to leave, we're all going to die here!"

"boom!"

Wei Fan threw out his third punch, and the entire small world rumbled. The terrible cracks spread out for hundreds of feet. Even the formation set up by Emperor Wu had reached its limit, and the light curtain exploded with a bang.

Feng Hua and Mu Feng were stunned. Wei Fan was so horrible when he went crazy that he even blew open the Emperor Wu formation.

Of course, this is a formation that has been decayed for countless tens of thousands of years. Even if a true Martial Emperor or a Martial Saint came, they would be helpless.

"call……"

Wei Fan let out a long sigh. These three punches were the outburst of his peak strength. Although seemingly simple, the power unleashed was greater than when he killed a group of demon kings before. Not only did he have to attack, but he also had to suppress the rebounding force. It was equivalent to fighting with a strong man whose strength was comparable to his. The mental consumption was horrible, and the burden on his body was also heavy.

"Let's go in and take a look!"

Turning around to greet the two of them, Wei Fan reached out, pushed open the heavy gate, and walked in slowly.

The yard is not big, with tables, chairs, and potted plants. However, there is only yellow soil left in it, and the planted things are long gone. There is only a small piece of land that looks like a medicinal field, and there are three shining medicinal herbs still alive, exuding amazing spirituality.

Wei Fan approached and took a deep breath, and he felt his body become active and full of vitality.

They are all rare treasures that can even help prolong the life of a Martial Saint. One of the herbs is 20,000 years old and can extend the life of a Martial Saint by a thousand years.

Of course, in addition to prolonging life, it can also be used to increase cultivation. However, Wei Fan has reached the pinnacle of Martial King, and taking this kind of thing can only increase vitality. He is less than twenty years old, and it would be a waste for him to take this rare treasure.

He took out the jade box and dug out the three spiritual herbs and put them away. Suddenly, Mu Feng's heart-wrenching voice came from not far away: "There must have been a Heavenly Saint Flower planted here in the past, but it withered!"

"This should be an immortal flower. If the temple had been built decades earlier, this immortal flower might still be here."

There was a black mass in front of Fenghua, but she could tell that it should be the immortal flower, a magical medicine that could keep one's face young after taking it.

"Don't think about it. You haven't been born yet even after decades of being born. It's not yours either. You should find a way out first."

Wei Fan walked over. This yard should have been filled with rare treasures before, but except for the three magical herbs he dug, the rest had disappeared under the ravages of time.

"Such a small world would have a boundary marker, which is the exit. If I guess correctly, the boundary marker should be inside the palace."

Fenghua calmed down and realized that Wei Fan was right, it would not be her turn to be born earlier.

The three of them pushed open the door of the palace and walked in. It seemed to be a place for meeting guests. Most of the things had decayed and turned into ashes. There were only some decorative items such as jade bottles. Even those that were rare treasures before had become common things now.

"It's a pity that it's been so long, otherwise any one of the treasures collected by the Martial Emperor would be of great use to me."

The three continued searching and soon found the alchemy room, where there were some bottles of elixirs, but the contents had turned to ashes.

"These things, at worst, can be used to improve the cultivation of a Martial Saint!" Mu Feng's eyes turned red.

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There is no alchemist in the nearby continents who can refine the elixir that can improve the cultivation level of a Martial Saint. If these things are not corrupt, they can be exchanged for a lot of resources.

Even the Nirvana Pill they had been longing for was available here, but it was broken.

"If you can't find the elixir, you can find some recipes."

The three of them quickly found the place where the secret elixir recipe was stored, but everything there was reduced to ashes, and they gained nothing.

“The boundary marker should be right here!”

The three of them came to the last floor of the palace, which was locked by a bronze door. Mu Feng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push it, but the door did not move at all.

"Is there a treasure here?"

He couldn't help but get excited. With his strength, he could even overturn a mountain, but he couldn't even push a door.

“Let me try!”

Wei Fan waved Mu Feng away, walked forward and exerted force with his arms.

His muscles bulged, holding up his clothes. The heavy bronze door finally opened slowly with a sound, and a ray of light appeared in the dark hall.

"It's an oil lamp made from the oil of the demon saint's corpse!"

A familiar smell came, and Wei Fan instantly determined the source of the fire.

When the door was completely opened, what came into view was an empty hall with almost nothing in it. Apart from a few wall lamps, there was only a jade stele and a large tripod in the middle.

"The boundary marker is indeed here!" Mu Feng excitedly wanted to step in, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because the moment he took a step, a heart-shaking breath suddenly appeared, as if his soul was about to split apart in the next moment. Even Wei Fan felt his hair stand on end, and his soul sent out crazy warnings.

"The breath comes from that cauldron!" Wei Fan looked at the large cauldron next to the boundary marker.

The tripod is three feet tall, with three legs and two ears, and is covered with all kinds of mysterious patterns. It is simple and majestic, like a mountain standing in the hall, emitting a heavy and boundless aura.

An indescribable brilliance appeared in Fenghua's eyes, and she said in a lost voice: "Could this be the legendary Eight Trigrams Yi Wood Cauldron of the Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang!"

The Bagua Yi Mu Ding and the name of Huangfu Qingyang have been passed down since ancient times. It is said that Huangfu Qingyang entered the Tao through medicine and his alchemy skills were unparalleled in the world, but half of his fame was due to his Bagua Yi Mu Ding.

His Wu Huang weapon, the Bagua Yi Wood Ding, is not only an extremely powerful Wu Huang divine weapon, but also a rare alchemy treasure in the world and is sought after by countless alchemists.

"It's good, it's good... We are going to get an ancient imperial weapon!"

Mu Feng's eyes lit up. The reason why those Martial Emperor sects had become giants that were difficult to provoke was because they had the Martial Emperor's magical weapons left by their ancestors to intimidate the enemies, so no one dared to provoke them.

With a Martial Emperor's divine weapon in hand, even if you cannot create a glorious Martial Emperor force, no Martial Emperor sect will dare to provoke you.

What a Martial Saint from the Holy Gate, what a Martial Emperor, once their divine weapons appear, they are all ants.

After a long time, most things in the small world have decayed, but this Bagua Yi Wood Ding is still intact and exudes a terrifying aura. From this, one can imagine how terrifying this thing is.

"This belongs to Wei Fan. You'd better not have any intention of spying on it, otherwise no one can save you!"

Fenghua heard this and warned Mu Feng.

"I dare not!" Mu Feng was shocked and felt Feng Hua's murderous intent.

How could he dare to have any greedy thoughts? It would be better for him to commit suicide than to compete with Wei Fan, the god of death. However, he now considers himself a friend of Wei Fan. Wei Fan's acquisition of the Emperor Wu's divine weapon is equivalent to his acquisition of it.

"Something is wrong. How could the Emperor Wu's divine weapon revive on its own?" Fenghua suddenly frowned.

Logically speaking, even if it was the Emperor's divine weapon, it would never emit any aura without someone activating it. When the door was just opened, the Bagua Yi Wood Cauldron was obviously still in a dormant state. Only after the door was opened did the Bagua Yi Wood Cauldron emit this astonishing aura.

"You guys stay here, I'll go over and take a look!"

Wei Fan awakened the Wanling Bell and covered his body with it, then stepped into the hall. The terrifying aura was still there, but it had been isolated by the Wanling Bell and could not suppress him.

After a few steps, he came to the Bagua Yi Wood Ding.

"Anyone?"

Wei Fan's eyes widened as he saw a beautiful woman sitting cross-legged in the Bagua Yi Wood Tripod. (End of this chapter)