Wei Fan was filled with murderous intent, his blood was burning with anger, and his rage was about to overturn the nine heavens.
During this month, his hands were stained with the blood of hundreds of thousands of people and he killed twenty to thirty powerful saints. However, his rage did not diminish because he had never been forced to such a point and he did not dare to use his real body even for revenge.
Before leaving, he was worried that the demon would not be able to find him and would take revenge on Li Jianchen, with whom he had a good relationship. Unexpectedly, Li Jianchen was fine, but Zhang Ye, the first town envoy he met since he came to the Holy City, was in trouble.
Covered in an ocean of blood, he threw this punch in anger with such power that even the two demon saints who were fighting with the Black Dragon Great Sage subconsciously turned around to look.
"Retreat quickly!"
The Five-Colored Demon Bull King's face changed suddenly, and he was frightened by the power of the punch, which made his scalp numb. That kind of domineering punch shattered the demonic aura in his body, revealing his demonic body full of tendons and muscles.
You have to know that he was not the target of the attack, but he was just nearby and was suppressed by the fist and was under such terrible pressure. If such a fist hit him, it would be enough to blow him up on the spot.
"roar……"
The Golden Scaled Python King was naturally retreating. All his scales stood up, as if his hair had exploded, and he was terrified. As the target of attack, no one knew the terrible pressure he was under at the moment, and his snake gall was about to burst.
As he swung his body wildly and retreated, he opened his mouth and roared, spitting out a golden light to hit Ba Jue Wupi's fist. However, all these were in vain. Wei Fan activated the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body, and his feet stepped out the pattern of the Great Dao in the void, as fast as a flash of lightning.
The golden light from the Golden Scaled Python King's mouth had only extended three feet when Wei Fan's fist had already hit it, instantly shattering the golden light and punching through the Golden Scaled Python King's mouth.
"boom……"
Without even a scream being heard, the Golden Scaled Python King disappeared from the spot, blooming like a firework and turning into a ball of blood mist.
This scene was quite shocking. A Dharma-like demon saint was actually killed by a single punch and directly exploded. It was like a great sage attack, fierce and domineering.
"Python King!"
"Brother Jinlin..."
"Damn it, you humans have killed my demon saint again, aren't you hurt yet?"
The demon saint who was on good terms with the Golden Scaled Python King let out a sharp roar and quickly rushed over here.
[Kill the Golden Scale Python King, gain 500,000 years of ordinary power, 4,200 years of martial arts power]
[Ordinary skill: 6.39 million years]
[Martial Saint Power: 4200 Years]
Wei Fan's aura was violent and murderous intent was rising to the sky. The blood mist transformed by the Golden Scaled Python King had just taken shape when it was dispersed by his terrifying momentum.
“Boom…”
But his murderous intent had not subsided. The Golden Scaled Python King's Dao had just emerged, but before it had time to collapse automatically, it was shattered by his slap.
"Wei Fan... this is impossible..."
The Five-Colored Demon Bull screamed. Among all the demon saints present, he was the only one who had seen Wei Fan.
Although he had guessed it before, when he really saw that the strong man who was like a god of war was Wei Fan, he couldn't help but lose his voice.
Four months, it took Wei Fan just over four months to break through to the Saint Realm.
It took him four months to recover from the injuries he suffered in the battle in the wilderness, but during this time, Wei Fan grew to such a terrifying level that he could kill the Golden Scaled Python King with one punch, as easy as crushing an ant.
Although the monster tribe widely spread the rumor that Wei Fan killed Yuan Tiansheng in Jinzhou, no one of the monster tribe witnessed the battle with their own eyes, and few people thought that Wei Fan killed Yuan Tiansheng with his own strength.
But today, Wei Fan showed his terrifying strength that could easily kill the Dharma Demon Saint.
"Old Niu, run! He has broken through the Soul Condensation Realm!"
A demon saint shouted in the distance, reminding the Five-Colored Demon Bull King to flee quickly. The physical body of a Martial Saint in the Soul-Nourishing Realm was definitely a nightmare for the strong people in this realm. Even demon saints with powerful bloodlines like the Purple-Bearded Golden Dragon and the Heaven-Shaking Holy Ape might not be his opponent at the same realm. Not to mention that the person in front of him was the evil Wei Fan who had to be eliminated by the demon clan to start the war.
"Yun Shen?"
"Wei Fan has achieved a breakthrough in the Soul Condensation?"
"As expected of a 19-year-old Saint Realm demon, he has set another record."
As soon as the demon saint uttered these words, everyone in the room was shocked. Even the human race's martial saint showed an incredible look on his face. Among them, only the Black Dragon Great Sage had seen Wei Fan. The others were seeing for the first time this human prodigy who made the demon race uneasy. Unexpectedly, he was even more evil than the legend said. After disappearing for a month, he had already broken through to the spirit realm.
"die!"
Wei Fan was filled with murderous intent, and he stretched out a big hand to slap the Five-Colored Demon Bull King. Divine power surged between heaven and earth, shattering the sky, and the chaotic energy boiled.
"boom!"
The space shook violently, and a terrible crack appeared. He was like a demon crawling out of hell, and his murderous aura was about to solidify.
“So strong!”
Zhang Yu's face was filled with shock, and he was repelled by the terrible murderous intent. He was also very close to Wei Fan, and was the one who felt Wei Fan's unparalleled power the most deeply.
There is no scene of great power contending, but the overwhelming divine power can crush everything.
"Could it be that our human race is going to produce a body-refining emperor..."
He couldn't help but reveal such a thought in his mind. The most powerful emperor in ancient times was generally recognized as Emperor Hunyuan, but some people believed it was Emperor Jin, because Emperor Jin was the Emperor of Body Refining.
Wei Fan’s physical body became a saint, and he broke through to the state of spiritual essence four months later. If such a person cannot become an emperor, who else in the world can become an emperor?
"roar……"
The Five-Colored Demon Bull King roared, and at the moment of life and death he looked crazy, his blood and essence burned rapidly, and a five-colored divine light burst out from his body.
He knew he couldn't escape. Wei Fan's speed, which was as fast as thunder, was simply beyond his reach. Continuing to run away would only allow Wei Fan to crush him to death effortlessly, because he was not much stronger than the Golden Scaled Python King.
"Bang!"
The five-colored divine light of their clan was said to be indestructible, but it was completely vulnerable under Wei Fan's palm. It was wiped out during the collision and the fragments were scattered.
It's not that the Five-Colored Divine Light got its reputation in vain, but Wei Fan's body is too terrifying. After experiencing the tempering of Nine-Nine True Skills and Ten Thousand Dao Bells, and his soul cultivation has broken through to the Saint King level, his body has already surpassed the category of top saint soldiers.
With the Five-Colored Demon Bull King's cultivation level of more than two thousand feet high, even the five-colored divine light emitted by burning his essence and blood is nothing to him. Without the Great Sage coming out, he won't even be qualified to open fire at full power.
"ah……"
The Five-Colored Demon Bull King screamed, and a high-level holy weapon, a mace, appeared in his hand. It was covered with raised spikes and engraved with the patterns of the Great Dao. The murderous aura rushed into the sky, and it swelled to dozens of feet in the wind, like a small mountain. He lifted it up with all his strength and slammed it towards Wei Fan.
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Chains of order were wrapped around his body, the Avenue roared behind him, the power of the Avenue poured into the mace madly, and the heaven and earth were shaking.
“Bang…Crack…”
But Wei Fan's fist was still unstoppable and indestructible.
When the two collided, the patterns on the mace exploded on the spot, its divinity dissipated, and dense cracks appeared. Then it exploded with a bang, leaving only a small half held in the hand of the Five-Colored Demon Bull King.
"impossible!"
The Five-Colored Demon Bull King felt a chill all over his body and trembled slightly. He was frightened by this scene. Wei Fan's body had actually reached such a terrifying level that he could shatter high-level holy weapons with his bare hands.
To reach this level, it means that Wei Fan's body is comparable to the top holy weapons, otherwise it would be impossible for him to shatter high-level holy weapons with his bare hands.
However, the cultivation level that Wei Fan displayed was the Soul Condensation Realm. At the Soul Condensation Realm, one could cultivate a physical body comparable to that of a top-notch saint soldier. After breaking through to the Great Saint level, he would have to refine a terrifying physical body comparable to that of an imperial soldier.
This scene not only shocked the Five-Colored Demon Bull King, but all the powerful saints present, whether they were human martial saints or demon saints, were also shocked at this moment.
He broke a high-level holy weapon with his bare hands. One should know that it would take hundreds or even thousands of years to temper a high-level holy weapon. However, the things that a strong man in the holy realm spent hundreds of years of hard work to temper were like scrap metal in front of Wei Fan.
"No……"
The Five-Colored Demon Bull King looked as pale as death, and all his high-level holy weapons were shattered. He knew that he had no way to escape today.
"Bang!"
The next moment, Wei Fan's palm slapped him on the body, and he didn't even have time to scream. He exploded like the Golden Scaled Python King before, turning into a ball of blood mist, with no trace of his body left.
Everyone's eyelids were twitching, Wei Fan was indeed a monster, no wonder the monsters were willing to start a war to get rid of him, it only took a short time for him to grow to this point, it could be said that Xuanyuan Peak, which was known as the most stunning in the past two thousand years, was completely incomparable to him.
"Crazy maniac, you have killed two more demon saints of my demon race!"
"Wei Fan has appeared. Hurry up and gather the experts to Shuiyun City to kill him."
"Don't give him time. He is too scary. If we don't get rid of him, our demon clan will be slaughtered one day."
"I'll kill him!"
…
A group of demon saints roared in shock, anger, and even fear. Such talent had never been heard of before or since. Even the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors did not grow so fast at this level.
If such a person were alive, maybe one day he would be able to wipe out the demon race and fulfill the long-cherished wish of mankind to wipe out the demons for countless years.
The demon saint who had reached the perfect state of Dharma realm ignored his opponent's obstruction and rushed towards Wei Fan. The two great saints of the demon clan were also trying their best to get rid of the Black Dragon Saint and wanted to kill Wei Fan.
"Wei Fan is here, come and kill me, demon!"
Wei Fan let out a long roar, his hair standing on end with rage, and the surging blood and energy penetrated the void and rushed into the real world.
He came here for another reason, which was to bring the battlefield to Yaozhou and calm the wars in other continents.
The Holy City is located in Yaozhou. It is the place where the Eastern Territory Martial Emperor spent his old age. It is full of spirituality and is a convenient place with many powerful people and forces.
Once a war breaks out here, even if the demons cannot be killed, at least the people will be less harmed. In times of crisis, he can also choose whether to expose the Wan Dao Zhong.
In other continents, by the time the news arrived, most people had been killed, and even if he wanted to expose Wan Dao Zhong, he would have no chance.
"boom!"
He stepped on the Kunpeng footwork of Jiuxiao Kunpeng, leaving a series of Dao marks in the void. The phantoms of two sky-horned elephants and a purple-bearded golden dragon rushed out of his body, and he took the initiative to meet the Demon Saint with perfect Dharma image who was rushing towards him.
Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants! He has only cultivated the power of two elephants and one dragon. In the battle of Jinzhou, he was unable to leave the body of the great saint-level purple-bearded golden dragon. (End of this chapter)