Chapter 401 Holy Blood Fruit

With Wei Fan's current level of cultivation, even an ordinary Holy Son can be crushed to death with his backhand. Except for the powerful ones in the Holy Realm, almost no one in the world can check and balance him. Even if Xuanyuan Peak of this realm comes, he can suppress it. .

Killing these ordinary demon kings is not much different from crushing ants. If they join forces, they can still compete with each other, but they are scattered and come from different demon clans. It is not easy for Wei Fan to kill them.

He walked among these twenty-odd creatures, and wherever he passed, the life of the demon king would be harvested, and his body would bloom like fireworks. Not a single scream was heard. However, after a few breaths, the seven people present were The eight demon kings were completely destroyed, and they were all killed.

"Da da da..."

The surrounding human Martial King felt shrouded in unspeakable fear, a chill arose in his heart, and the sound of teeth chattering could be heard everywhere.

At some point, the demon kings were as weak as ants. They did not fight with these demon kings. Although there was an urgent reason to open the palace, the more reason was that they were just on par with this group of demon kings. If they wanted to kill each other, they There will also be a heavy price paid.

But in just a few breaths, these demon kings were all dead. They didn't even react to escape, they were all blown up on the spot.

"Sir, spare my life..."

The arrogant King Wu from before was trembling all over. He was almost scared out of his wits because he said something bad.

"roll!"

Wei Fan glanced at him and found that the panel didn't respond, so he didn't kill anyone. He could understand the helplessness of the lower class, but it was ridiculous to say such things.

You don't have to kill monsters, but don't laugh at those who are dedicated to killing monsters. If this person is granted amnesty, how can he dare to worry about the things in the palace and flee quickly.

[Kill the wolf demon and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills and 900 years of martial arts skills]

[Kill the iron-eating beast and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills and 900 years of martial arts skills]

[Kill the bull demon and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills and 900 years of martial arts skills]

…

[Normal power: 3.02 million years]

[King Wu’s power: 52,700 years]

The panel kept flashing, and combined with the demon king he had killed before, his ordinary skill reached three million years in a short period of time, which was enough to reach the realm of the Martial Saint.

Not only that, there are many more monsters on the All Souls Bell that have never appeared before.

"You bully the weak and think that the demon clan has no one? This holy son is here to kill you!"

Suddenly there was a roar in the distance, and a figure ran towards him, causing the ground to crack and the soil to splash.

The figure is covered in fur, with the head of a wolf and the body of a wolf. A tuft of white hair between the eyebrows looks like a crescent moon.

A tyrannical aura permeated the heaven and earth, mixed with a faint holy level fluctuation. He was like a bolt of lightning running across the earth, setting off a boundless frenzy.

"It's Holy Son Xiaoyue!"

"No, there's going to be a battle between Saint Son level powerhouses, run away."

The surrounding human Martial Kings ignored their horror and fled to several directions like lightning. They recognized that the demon king who suddenly appeared was the holy son of the Howling Moon Wolf clan, the only child born after the wolf king of the Howling Moon Wolf clan became a saint.

If a saint-child-level battle broke out around him and got involved, the aftermath would be enough to shock an ordinary peak martial king like them to death.

Mu Feng's eyelids twitched wildly: "Another Holy Son is about to die..."

Holy Son Xiaoyue's combat power is only comparable to that of Holy Son Iron-eating Beast. Holy Son Iron-eating Beast was beaten to death by Wei Fan, a vicious man. So Holy Son Xiaoyue will not be surprised.

If these demon clan saints unite to kill Wei Fan, they may still be able to compete. If they fight Wei Fan alone, they will only die. Moreover, they will probably spy on Wei Fan, and even if they have back-ups, they will not be able to use them in time.

"If another Saint Son dies, will the Martial Saint of my human race be able to withstand it?"

It is rare for a saint-level genius to fall during a battle between humans and demons. He is not very clear about the consequences of the saint's fall. However, those demon saints regard the heirs who have inherited their holy blood as the only inheritors. He knows it with his ass. Make trouble for the human race.

"roar!"

Holy Son Xiaoyue roared, opened his mouth and spit out a silver beam of light towards Wei Fan. In an instant, a large amount of frost appeared in the void, and the ground was frozen.

"Looks like I can live a little longer!"

Mu Feng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. If Wei Fan could resist the holy soldiers with his bare hands, he must have practiced body refining martial arts. His physical body was extremely powerful, and getting close to him was almost a recipe for death.

It is very wise for Holy Son Xiaoyue to launch attacks from a distance and not get close to Wei Fan. Of course, this is not because Holy Son Xiaoyue recognized Wei Fan's identity, but the physical body of their clan is not their strong point. Although Holy Son Xiaoyue The son's physical body has also reached a level comparable to that of a high-level martial king's divine weapon, but it is still not as good as the previous iron-eating beast Holy Son.

The Iron-Eating Beast Clan is too strong physically. The Iron-Eating Beast Holy Son wanted to use his physical body to suppress Wei Fan, but he was penetrated by a body that was comparable to the top Martial King Divine Weapon in just one encounter.

In addition, Holy Son Xiaoyue also saw the previous scene of Wei Fan killing those demon kings, and knew that Wei Fan was a master of the same level as him. Although his words were arrogant, he was very cautious.

"boom!"

The void shook, as if a boulder was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. Wei Fan just moved his body, and the void became overwhelmed.

In fact, he has tried his best to contain his own strength, fearing that the void of this small world will be broken. After all, even the strong martial saints dare not come in because there is something wrong with the space here.

Although he is not a Martial Saint, he is not much weaker than a Martial Saint.

Although Xiaoyue Saint was cautious and did not get close to Wei Fan, Wei Fan could easily kill ordinary Saints with the power of his true essence at this moment. After all, the explosive attack power of the true essence depends on the realm of the Yuanshen.

A fiery red sun rose, instantly dispelling the chill around, and green smoke rose from the ground, as if it was about to burn.

"Boom boom..."

The beam of light sprayed by Xiaoyue Saint was instantly shattered. The sun was unstoppable and went upstream, almost hitting Xiaoyue Saint's mouth.

"What?"

Xiaoyue Saint was shocked. The beam of light he sprayed could easily penetrate several mountains, but it was broken by the punch of the person in front of him.

The next moment, he didn't care about being surprised. He closed his mouth and twisted his body frantically to avoid it, but the sun still rubbed his body and blasted past him.

A mountain in the distance was directly penetrated by the sun and burned on the spot.

Although there was green smoke coming out of his body, Xiaoyue Saint still felt a chill enveloping his body, and he almost died.

Even though the sun just brushed past his body, half of his body was still cracked and burned by the terrifying high temperature.

"He almost killed the Holy Son of Xiaoyue with one move. When did Baohuazhou produce such a fierce man?"

The martial kings who fled to the sides were shocked. They thought it would be a fierce fight between the holy sons, but they didn't expect it to be a one-sided crushing.

"Who are you?"

The Holy Son of Xiaoyue was horrified. How could the martial king be so strong? This was already a fighting power beyond the realm of the martial king. Even the Holy Son of the martial emperor could almost kill him with one move from a distance.

"Die!"

Wei Fan stepped on Qingmingyou and rushed over like a thunderbolt. His body seemed to be merging into the void. His speed was so fast that even the Holy Son of Xiaoyue could hardly catch him.

"Stop, I'm the Holy Son of Xiaoyue!"

The tide of killing intent spread as Wei Fan approached. The Holy Son of Xiaoyue turned around and ran away while announcing his identity, hoping that his identity as the Holy Son of Xiaoyue could save his life, because his father, the Demon King Xiaoyue, was one of the most powerful demon kings in Baohuazhou, no weaker than the Green Dragon King.

It's a pity that Wei Fan didn't know this at all, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

"Bang!"

Wei Fan threw out his second punch, and the Holy Son of Xiaoyue turned back to resist, trying his best to hit the strongest blow, but his head was still smashed by Wei Fan's punch, and his body fell straight down.

"Another Holy Son died. This guy hasn't finished killing people in Beidingzhou, and he ran to Baohuazhou again. Do Wusheng and others know about inviting this killing god?"

Mu Feng's scalp was numb. There were only five Holy Sons from the demon clan of Baohuazhou, but two of them had been killed by Wei Fan.

Baohuazhou and Beidingzhou are different. The demon saints and martial saints of Beidingzhou have all gone to the wasteland, but the demon saints of Baohuazhou are all here. If things go wrong, this incident may turn into a full-scale war between the human and demon races.

This kind of fighting power is simply destroying the balance. The key is that Wei Fan is also very murderous.

"Two punches killed the Holy Son of Xiaoyue?"

The martial king who was watching felt that his scalp was about to explode. He was stunned by this domineering method. If the Holy Son of the human race died, he could be re-elected, but if the Holy Son of the demon race died, there would be no more.

"Run, the Holy Son of Xiaoyue is dead, go find the Little Green Dragon King."

A demon king who happened to find this place saw that the Holy Son of Xiaoyue was killed, and immediately turned around and fled.

Wei Fan did not chase them, because there were many of them. Anyway, the exit to leave the small world was probably in the palace, so he just had to guard the palace.

He turned and came to the front of the palace. The bronze gate was not rusty at all. It was full of mysterious patterns and connected to the surrounding walls.

Wei Fan reached out his hand and tried to touch it, but a transparent light curtain rose up and bounced his hand away, but the force was not strong.

"After countless thousands of years, even the things left by the Martial Emperor should have decayed. If the force is strong enough, it should be able to break it."

Mu Feng walked over. The palace gave off a magnificent and majestic momentum, but it was not as strong as imagined.

Wei Fan did not rush to attack the gate, but floated into the air and looked at the yard. Many things inside were decayed, but there were still a few green plants growing, emitting a faint glow.

"They are all old medicines that are more than ten thousand years old!"

Mu Feng took a breath. No wonder those Martial Kings wanted to join forces with demons to attack here. Things that are more than ten thousand years old, even a weed, are rare treasures in the world. Moreover, this is the Taoist temple of the Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang. It is definitely not an ordinary thing to be planted in this yard for protection.

"Hand over the Holy Blood Fruit and I'll spare your life!"

When Wei Fan was about to open his martial arts eyes to observe the palace carefully, a howling sound suddenly came from afar. It was the voice of the Little Green Dragon King.

"Has someone really found the Holy Blood Fruit that can help break through the Saint Realm?"

Wei Fan's heart moved, and he quickly turned to look in the direction of the voice. He saw Feng Hua running in front, and a group of people behind her were chasing her, including the Martial King and the Demon King. (End of this chapter)