Chapter 365: Nurturing All Spirits

"Come together, kill him and then kill a few Yang family disciples!"

Li Tianming shouted, with the strength Wei Fan had shown before, if he used that terrifying cauldron again, they might not be able to take down Wei Fan alone.

Because the power of the Martial Saint also has a certain time limit, it is impossible for them to remain so powerful.

The strength of the two people struck the sky, like two thunders running across the void. This time they took the initiative to kill Wei Fan.

"Can't you fight well? You have to let me use my special move!"

When he heard that Li Tianming and Sun Wu wanted to kill the Yang family, a cold light shone in his eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, the dragon-patterned gilt bottle appeared in his hand.

He did not use the Xuanhuang Cauldron. Although the Xuanhuang Cauldron was not much weaker than the Holy Weapon, it was still not a Holy Weapon. It was no problem to defeat the ordinary King Wu. However, at this moment, Li Tianming and Sun Wu had holy power on them, so it would be bad if they were damaged.

Not to mention destroying the Xuanhuang Cauldron, even if some divinity is lost or some Dao marks are destroyed, it is still a loss.

It's not like there are no other things available, so there's no need to risk the magic weapon that you value most.

As for the newly introduced Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, Li Tianming and Sun Wu are not qualified to die under the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.

With the infusion of power, the dragon-patterned gilt bottle began to revive. The terrifying holy soldiers wavered, as if they were about to collapse the sky. The essence that originally swarmed into Li Tianming and Sun Wu was now absorbed by the dragon-patterned gilt bottle. come over.

"Peng!"

Invisible and terrifying fluctuations clashed, and some small cracks burst out in the void between the three people.

After practicing the Three Emperors Sutra, and now reaching the seventh level of the Martial King, it is still very difficult to activate the holy soldiers, but the power of the explosion is stronger than before.

"How come he has an imitation of a holy-level dragon-patterned gilt bottle?"

Li Tianming and Sun Wu's eyes were about to bulge out of their wits.

What they took was just a drop of the holy power that the Martial Saint extracted from himself, but what Wei Fan used was a weapon that the Demon Saint had tempered his entire life. There was no need to say which one was stronger between the two.

The Zhilan Sect had told Wei Fan about it, but they did not say that the dragon-patterned gilt bottle belonged to Wei Fan, but to Fenghua. They also thought that the dragon-patterned gilt bottle belonged to Fenghua.

But from the scene in front of him, it was obvious that the dragon-patterned gilt bottle belonged to Wei Fan, and Wei Fan only lent it to Feng Hua.

"Run away!"

Sun Wu screamed, but the moment the dragon-patterned gilt bottle appeared, he knew that it would be impossible to kill Wei Fan today. If he ran slower, he might even have to tell them here.

The cost of using holy power and holy weapons is different, and their power is also different.

As disciples of the Holy Sect, they knew the power of the Holy Weapon very well. Even if they didn't understand it, the feelings on their bodies told them that Wei Fan could wipe them out in one fell swoop.

"Can you escape?"

Wei Fan controlled the dragon-patterned gilt bottle to sweep past them, and the terrifying fluctuations instantly caught up with the two of them. Li Tianming and Sun Wu didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into powder and dissipated on the spot, leaving no trace behind.

Even the top Martial King Divine Weapons they had were turned into ashes on the spot, every bit impure.

Martial Saints are otherworldly. The Martial Kings of Beidingzhou can be said to be everywhere, but there are only a few Martial Saints. You can imagine how difficult it is for Martial Saints to become the Martial Saints.

This sight shocked even Wei Fan. Even with his current strength, he could only leave some fist marks on the top Martial King Divine Weapons. He could not destroy the top Martial King Divine Weapons with one blow, let alone defeat the top Martial King Divine Weapons. Into fly ash.

Cutting off the power input, the fluctuations in the dragon pattern gilt bottle calmed down.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Wei Fan was startled. The Ten Thousand Spirits Bell in his body was trembling slightly at this moment. A wave that only he could feel was radiating outward, sweeping across the place where Li Tianming and Sun Wu were blown up.

There was nothing there originally, but after the wave swept across, something seemed to be condensing, and then flowed into his body along the wave emitted by the All Souls Bell.

The next moment, Wei Fan's eyes flashed with light, and he saw two unclear figures appearing on the wall of the All Souls Bell.

Although it's not very clear, if you look carefully, you can see that these two figures are Li Tianming and Sun Wu who were just killed.

"Is this what nourishes all souls?"

Or enslave all souls?

At this moment, on the All Souls Bell, as the shadows of Li Tianming and Sun Wu appeared, the tiger soul and the dragon soul let out a burst of joy, wandering on the bell wall, and the three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and flew over the two people's heads.

The two of them knelt down, as if worshiping an unknown existence.

"Are they the real Li Tianming and Sun Wu, or are they just a trace of their existence being sucked into the All Souls Bell?"

Wei Fan's heart was shocked. The things produced by this golden bell were becoming more and more magical. Li Tianming and Sun Wu had been beaten to ashes by the dragon pattern gilt bottle, and there was no trace left, but this magical bell seemed to be forced. The imprint of their existence was condensed between heaven and earth and pulled into the Bell of All Souls.

"The Bell of All Souls has become stronger and more spiritual!"

Wei Fan also felt the difference in the Wanling Bell. As the shadows of Li Tianming and Sun Wu appeared on the Wanling Bell, the Wanling Bell gave him a more spiritual and sacred feeling, as if faint lights began to appear on the barren land. The vitality is average.

He released his mind and attached himself to the All Souls Bell, trying to communicate with the shadows of Li Tianming and Sun Wu, but he did not get any feedback. The two people's intelligence was not even as good as the tiger soul and dragon soul, and they just kept worshiping blankly.

"It's better if it's not me!"

Wei Fan breathed a sigh of relief, because he was afraid that Li Tianming and Sun Wu who appeared on the All Souls Bell were mentally intelligent. In that case, it would be hard to say whether they were themselves or evil spirits.

Although the people on the All Souls Bell look like Li Tianming and Sun Wu, they are obviously just imprints.

As for conceiving and nourishing all spirits, further observation is needed.

"Looks like we need to kill more demons!"

With the marks of Li Tianming and Sun Wu appearing on the All Souls Bell, the change can already be felt.

"what's on your mind?"

Fenghua saw that Wei Fan had been standing there after killing Li Tianming and Sun Wu, and couldn't help but fly over.

Wei Fan came back to his senses: "I want to send Zhihua to the wasteland!"

Zhihua is obviously implicated by him, and it is not suitable to stay together anymore. The Yang family is too weak to continue to interfere with him.

Today is the Fire Cloud Cave, but tomorrow it may be a stronger force.

And even if he is not implicated, as his and Fenghua's cultivation levels improve, Zhihua will not be able to truly gain any training by following them except for some meritorious deeds.

As a friend, just send Zhihua to the wilderness. Anyway, in the underground suspected Qi Daozhen's tomb, he killed a group of demon kings and obtained a bunch of secret treasures that can cross the collapse barrier. It's nothing to send him some glory.

Also, it had been almost two months since he left the wasteland. Those old friends might have thought he died in the mausoleum, and someone had to go and report that he was safe.

Leaving aside others, people like Huo Tianzheng, Long Xueyi and Ji Qingyue would definitely be worried about him.

"Okay!" Fenghua nodded. She also felt that Zhihua was no longer suitable to follow them. She was not worried about Zhihua taking away the merits, but for Zhihua's sake.

The two quickly returned to Yunjincheng and informed Zhihua of Wei Fan's plan.

Although she felt a little disappointed, she also understood the stakes involved. If she continued to follow Wei Fan and Fenghua, the benefits she would gain were far less than entering the wasteland. Otherwise, these martial saints and saints from Beiding Continent would not rush to the wasteland in droves.

"It seems that the Three White Horse Heroes will be disbanded on the spot!"

She is also a generous person and quickly puts these things behind her.

Wei Fan took out the secret treasure that crossed the Daobeng Barrier and handed it to Zhihua, as well as the letter he personally wrote, and the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique.

Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique has been passed down in the realm of King Wu, and it is of little use to him now. The wasteland will face changes in the future. Naturally, he wants to help old friends like Long Xueyi, and even the Guangling Martial Arts Code that is no longer needed. He also took it out and asked Zhihua to take it to Long Xueyi and others, as well as some of the Martial King's magical weapons.

To him, these things take up space in the storage gourd, but they are definitely very useful to Long Xueyi and others.

And even if he doesn't want to cultivate his own power, supporting some friends will be good for the future. Not to mention helping to defend the enemy, at least he can help collect some intelligence.

There are not many people he can trust in the five major domains, but these people who grew up with him in the wasteland have no problem with their character for the time being.

After explaining these things, he and Feng Hua said goodbye, left Yunjincheng and rushed to the nearest teleportation domain gate.

Five days later, the two appeared in the Demon Hunter Branch Hall of Tianxing City and found the place responsible for merit exchange.

This is a sealed room to avoid being overheard by others when handing in some influential tasks. The Demon Hunter organization has taken this aspect very seriously in keeping the Demon Hunters confidential.

The first thing the two of them submitted was the task of Youshan City. At first, the person who was registering and checking merits looked normal. But when Wei Fan took out the body of Yuan Jie, the holy son of the Qilin Ape Clan, he finally lost his composure. , was so shocked that he ran out from behind the cabinet.

"How could you kill Yuan Jie..." This man looked suspicious.

Although Fenghua and the Demon Hunter organization had previously warned Yuan Jie about his murder, it was obvious that not everyone in the Demon Hunter organization knew about it.

It's no wonder that this person didn't believe that they had the ability to kill Yuan Jie. In fact, Beiding Continent had not killed the demon son for decades. In addition, Fenghua and Wei Fan were both in disguise, so suspicion was normal.

"You can ask more powerful people to identify whether this is Yuan Jie!"

Fenghua snorted coldly.

"You wait!"

The man reacted upon hearing this and hurriedly opened a secret door to invite someone. The Demon Hunter organization had its own way of identifying such a Saint Son figure, but he was not qualified to master such an ability.

After a while, the old man Zhou Shen whom he saw last time appeared with his hands behind his back.

"You go out, I'll be in charge here!"

He waved his hand, and the people before him closed the secret door and left.

"Show your true face, tsk tsk... You two little guys really exceeded expectations and actually killed the old ape's heart. When he comes back and finds out about it, he will be bleeding like a river."

He obviously recognized Wei Fan and Fenghua, because Fenghua had contacted him to explain Yuan Jie's murder.