[Eight million years of skill, ten thousand Dao bells completed]
【Wandao Bell (Dacheng)】
[Ordinary skill: 5.89 million years]
[Martial Saint Power: 90300 years]
One day later, eight million years of ordinary power addition was completed. There was nothing special about the process, except that the Dao runes on the Wandao Bell had been evolving, and the aura became deeper.
“Here it comes!”
The moment Wan Dao Zhong was completed, Wei Fan finally showed an expectant look.
"boom!"
The next moment, the Wan Dao Bell emitted a brilliant golden light, and then a force like a mountain torrent surged out from the Wan Dao Bell, sweeping around his body and penetrating into his internal organs and limbs.
Pay back the favor!
His life source was surging, his blood was as vigorous as the sea, his body was like a dragon surging, and his vitality was thriving.
All the great lines on the body are revealed, and under the power of feedback, they evolve and improve in a more complex direction.
At the same time, more avenue patterns were born in his body, making the avenue patterns on his body more and more dense.
Wei Fan felt that the strength of his body was surging and becoming stronger, as if he was becoming immortal.
“So fierce!”
The improvement this time was far more intense than the previous two times. The place that gave birth to the supernatural power was heating up, absorbing the power like a mountain torrent. It was as if there was a greedy giant beast inside, absorbing most of the power.
At the same time, a wave came out from inside, forming a rhythm that baptized his body.
Wei Fan only felt his whole body was hot, and the vigorous energy seemed to burst him, his body was crystal clear, and the continuous evolution of the texture of the avenue made his strength continue to increase, and his flesh and blood were constantly strengthened.
This situation lasted for half an hour. When the Wan Dao Bell stopped glowing, Wei Fan estimated the hardness of his body and couldn't help showing a moved look.
"It's comparable to the top holy soldiers, and even stronger than the top holy soldiers!"
The biggest improvement was in physical defense, and the degree of improvement was simply incredible.
Wei Fan took out the Holy Sword and lightly slashed it on his arm. Fire splashed. Hei Ming, the special holy weapon that was refined by a man who was said to be able to break the flesh and become a saint, couldn't even cut his skin!
In fact, ever since the Wanling Bell evolved into the Wandao Bell, its upgrade began to drive the transformation of his physical body. His cultivation in body refining can be said to have already broken away from the current martial arts system.
It is not correct to say that he is still in the Yunshen realm. It is impossible to temper a top-notch saint soldier-level body in the Yunshen realm. But he is indeed still in the Yunshen realm, and his supernatural powers have not yet been nurtured.
Of course, this is related to the technique. Few people know how ancient the Golden Bell Cover martial art is. In ancient times, there was no such detailed division of realms in martial arts. At that time, martial arts only looked at combat effectiveness, and strength was determined by combat effectiveness.
After adapting to the enhanced power, Wei Fan began to add the Three Emperors Sutra.
The panel began to flicker, and his Dao increased rapidly. This time, his Martial Saint power was more than 90,000, and he was only 2,700 feet away from reaching 12,000 feet, which was enough to make him a true Saint King.
Once he advances into the Saint King realm, with his background, he will be able to be called the master in this realm, and even the heir of the Martial Emperor family will not be able to defeat him.
Half a day later, the avenue where Wei Fan was in retreat shook, heaven and earth resonated in harmony, the chain of order emerged, and the laws were distorted.
A terrifying aura swept out from his body, threatening to sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths. He promptly sacrificed the Ten Thousand Bells from his body to isolate the aura.
He chose a deserted mountain area, and no one noticed anything unusual there.
"So strong! My Dao power is no different from the power of the heaven and earth!"
A twelve thousand foot high avenue stretched out from his sea of consciousness, towering into the real world, entangled with many avenues of heaven and earth.
At the moment of true perfection, his strength increased rapidly, and the power of Tao, which was no different from the power of the Tao, flowed into his soul and poured into his body.
He achieved unity of man and nature, comprehended the mystery of the perfection of the holy realm, and his spirit shone brightly.
"Endless power!"
At this level, he would not run out of strength even if he fought for several months in a row, because his Dao had become a part of the heaven and earth, and he could call upon the power of many great Daos.
Another hour passed, and everything finally calmed down. He had completely consolidated his state of perfection in the holy realm, mastered the power that could be controlled in this realm, and the improvement of his soul and will was also completed.
【Three Emperors Sutra (Sacred Realm Perfection)】
[Ordinary skill: 5.89 million years]
[Martial Saint Power: 16,000 Years]
It took 74,300 years, and there were still 16,000 years of Martial Saint power left.
This training has already exceeded the time agreed with the Black Dragon Great Sage by two days. Anyway, it has exceeded the time, so there is no need to rush.
Wei Fan added the remaining martial saint power to the Jiujiu Zhengong.
The mark of the Nine-Nine True Art emerged, and amidst the lightning and thunder, the sound of heaven resounded through his mind. Through this practice, he found that the amount of energy required to practice the Nine-Nine True Art was also reduced a lot.
In addition to the effect of the power of humanity, it is also related to the tempering of his physical body by Wan Dao Zhong. With the strengthening of his physical body, it becomes much easier to practice the Jiujiu Zhengong.
After sixteen thousand years of adding strength, the fifty-eighth picture of the Nine-Nine True Skills has been cultivated to perfection, and the fifty-ninth picture has also been cultivated a lot.
"According to the current martial arts system, my current body cultivation is still at the soul-enriching realm, but my combat power is already at the great sage level."
Wei Fan still had a headache. It took him four months to reach the Soul Condensation Realm. If it got out, it would be too shocking. The demons would definitely want to get rid of him as soon as possible.
But he couldn't hide forever. The identity of "Wei Ran" was actually no less dangerous than his real identity.
The Demon Hunter Organization would still protect Wei Fan with this identity, but as for Wei Ran with this identity, the Demon Hunter Organization didn’t even know his origins and dared not interfere at all.
Fortunately, the boundaries of many things in body refining are not obvious. After returning to the identity of Wei Fan, he can use less strength in battle.
"Next, accumulate the skills needed to practice the fifth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm."
With his Dao reaching twelve thousand feet high, he could practice the fifth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm. However, he was worried that his current strength was not enough.
He put away the Dragon-Slaying Sword and hid everything related to the identity of "Wei Ran". Then, he took out the things that were used by "Wei Fan" before, including the Territory Envoy's waist badge that he had sealed.
After all, these things all came from the Demon Hunter Organization. Who knows if there will be any back-up plan for tracking them? After Shi Yun's incident, he no longer had 100% trust in the Demon Hunter Organization. So when Wei Fan's identity disappeared, he sealed these items and put them into a storage gourd to isolate them to prevent being tracked.
After unsealing the badge, he thought there wouldn't be any message. After all, although the badge of the town envoy can transmit messages, if you stay in a place without "signal", when you return to a place with "signal", you will not be able to receive the messages you haven't received before.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the seal was released, the badge started vibrating.
Wei Fan concentrated his mind and read the message on the badge. The next moment, his face was filled with murderous intent. His blood and energy tore through the sky, shattering a piece of the void, and the mountains trembled.
"Zhang Ye has fallen!"
This was the news he received. Zhang Ye, the first town envoy he met when he came to the Holy City, died yesterday and was killed by demons outside Shuiyun City.
"You are looking for death!"
Wei Fan roared, shattering the mountains. His rage overturned the nine heavens. He plunged into the world of nothingness and quickly headed towards Shuiyun City.
…
Shuiyun City is not peaceful. It is the meeting point of the Yaozhou human race and the demons. There used to be wars here all year round. Only later did a purple-bearded golden dragon appear here and peace returned here.
However, ever since Wei Fan killed the purple-bearded golden dragon, and "Wei Ran" killed four demon saints in a row here, Shuiyun City has once again become the front line of the battle between humans and demons, and it is even more intense than before.
You must know that because "Wei Ran" killed four demon saints here, more than a dozen demon saints appeared in Jinzhou to attack the human race. As the place where the incident happened and the place where Wei Fan and "Wei Ran" last appeared, how could it be peaceful?
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Over the past month, both the human and demon sides have continuously increased their military strength, and their respective sizes have exceeded 100,000, with the total number of their respective Saint Realm powerhouses exceeding double digits.
However, Yaozhou is the location of the human race’s holy city, where strong people gather. It is not like Jinzhou, where the human race is at a disadvantage. Both sides are very restrained and do not compete in the number of saints, for fear of making the situation uncontrollable.
Of course, the battles continued, with a clash every one or two days. No strong saints were killed, but the army suffered heavy casualties.
All this changed until a few days ago.
A town envoy named Zhang Ye came to Shuiyun City for support. He was recognized by the demons as Wei Fan's friend, so they secretly dispatched more saints to kill Zhang Ye yesterday.
Today, the human race planned to retaliate for this and dispatched more saints to join the battle. However, the demons were well prepared. The battle has been going on since morning until now, and hundreds of miles have been reduced to ruins. The human race did not kill any demon saints, but instead suffered many casualties in the army.
"Wei Fan just lost a friend. What right do you have to be angry? How many demon saints did he kill? How many great demons did he kill? If you don't hand him over, my demon clan will kill everyone who has a relationship with him, including those of you who protected him."
"Kill his friends first, then send troops to Beidingzhou and destroy his hometown. Let's see how long he can hide!"
"Let Wei Fan come out to die, and my demon race can coexist peacefully with the human race for a thousand years!"
"Yesterday it was Zhang Ye who died, today it was you, Hei Long, who died. You and Wei Fan also have a relationship."
"If you want to kill my Black Dragon, you need two more Great Saints."
…
There were roars everywhere on the battlefield. The Black Dragon Great Sage was fighting bloody battles. He rode the black dragon to fight against the two Demon Great Sages and had already fought to the point of madness.
However, his opponent was also strong, and it was difficult to determine the winner even after fighting for three days and three nights.
Further away was the battlefield where the Dharma-Appearance Martial Saint and the Condensation Martial Saint were fighting. The fighting between the saints of both sides was so intense that the sky collapsed, the earth broke, and the avenue was broken.
Both sides suffered injuries, but it was unclear who would win for a while.
"You beasts, even if we die in battle, we will never hand over Wei Fan. He is the pride of our human race and will become an emperor sooner or later. When the time comes, he will definitely avenge my brother's blood debt."
Zhang Yu roared, his body covered in blood.
He is Zhang Ye's elder brother. When he heard that his brother Zhang Ye died in Shuiyun City, he came down the mountain to avenge his brother.
His opponent was the murderer who killed his brother, a five-colored demon bull and a golden-scaled python.
Unfortunately, although he is stronger than his brother Zhang Ye, he cannot kill two Dharma-Appearance Demon Saints of the same realm by himself, and can only fight with the two Dharma-Appearance Demon Saints on equal terms.
"Blood debt? Wei Fan killed my heir, dozens of my clansmen, and my old friend. He also owes me a blood debt. How can I settle this debt? I am just collecting some interest."
The eyes of the Five-Colored Demon Bull King were red. He was the Five-Colored Demon Bull King from Beidingzhou. He came to Shuiyun City for revenge.
When Wei Fan became a saint, there was a battle in the wilderness and almost all the demon saints in Beidingzhou were killed. Even the Qilin Ape Saint who had stepped into the realm of the imperial way died. Only he and the Golden Scaled Python King were left. The two kings of the demon tribes were afraid of being purged by the demon hunter organization, so they fled Beidingzhou.
They heard that Wei Fan last appeared in Shuiyun City, so they rushed here to join the battle. However, they did not meet Wei Fan, but met Wei Fan's friend Zhang Ye, and killed him without hesitation.
Because they know Wei Fan, and Wei Fan is loyal and righteous. As long as they kill some of Wei Fan's friends, Wei Fan will never continue to hide.
"You beast, with such a high level of cultivation, how many of my fellow humans have you killed?"
Zhang Yu shouted loudly and used his powerful strength to attack the Five-Colored Demon Bull King, but the Golden Scaled Python King rushed forward and joined forces with the Five-Colored Demon Bull King to resolve his powerful moves one by one.
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll send you to see your brother. Wei Fan will come down sooner or later. The human race will always be the blood food of my demon race."
The Five-Colored Demon Bull King was covered in five-colored divine light, with huge streams of air gushing out of his nostrils and his iron fists punching out repeatedly.
"The divine armor designed by the Great Emperor Hunyuan in the past was destroyed by my demon clan. What is a Wei Fan? When my demon clan kills with true fire, you won't have a chance to regret it."
The Golden Scaled Python King shouted: "Xuanyuan Peak, who is known as the most stunning in the past two thousand years, is dead, and Wei Fan will not be an exception."
As if in response to the words of the Golden Scaled Python King, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the distance, and the entire void world was shaking.
An astonishing aura permeated the sky and earth. The void shattered as if the ocean was angry. The sky and earth were filled with terrifying divine power. The mountains were crushed and stained with blood.
"All demons, die!"
A vast blood energy surged in the world of nothingness, magnificent and boundless, and roars filled with murderous intent came from it.
"who?"
There were demon saints who shouted loudly, stunned by the terrifying ocean of qi and blood. Even a great sage-level strongman could not emit such a majestic ocean of qi and blood. Only those human monsters who specialized in physical cultivation and sanctified their flesh could emit such a terrifying ocean of qi and blood.
"Could it be that he showed up?"
All the powerful saints present, whether they were demons or human martial saints, were startled.
The evildoers who had achieved sainthood in the flesh thought of one person - Wei Fan.
That teenage saint was a human prodigy that the demons were determined to kill at all costs, even if it meant declaring a war across the entire Eastern Region.
"die!"
The unrivaled fist burst out from the ocean of blood and energy, striking the Golden Scaled Python King directly. (End of this chapter)