Chapter 404 Boundary Monument, the Woman in the Imperial Army

The beating panel stopped. The killing was too fierce. The King of Martial and the Demon King were all 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 and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skills and 900 years of martial arts skills]

[Kill the Little Green Jiao King and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skill and 900 years of Martial King skill]

[Kill He Xing and gain 100,000 years of ordinary skill and 900 years of martial arts power]

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[Normal power: 6.02 million years]

[King Wu’s power: 79,700 years]

The ordinary skill has increased from the previous three million to six million. Not only has the skill to hit the realm of martial saint, but also the skill to add the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell again.

Of course, he killed more than just that, but many human martial kings did not have explosive skills. He also observed the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell and found that there were almost forty more marks, which meant that he killed almost ten human martial kings.

"When this matter is over, we will attack the Holy Realm."

Wei Fan had this thought in his mind. If he couldn't find anything here that could help him attack the holy realm, he would not continue to look for it.

"You have to find a way to leave as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to leave Baohuazhou!"

Mu Feng came over, and Wei Fan was satisfied with the killing, but the consequences were also serious. It could be said that it broke the sky of Baohua Continent, and almost angered the holy realm of both human and demon tribes. Even the demon hunter organization may not be able to protect it. Living in Weifan, now Weifan has no choice but to leave Baohuazhou as soon as possible, and don't let those martial saints and demon saints whose sons died block the way outside the dojo.

"Um!"

Wei Fan nodded. There was no one in the palace at this moment. 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 turned it into a strong wind and rushed over.

"boom!"

A curtain of light rose, and even though he had a combat power that was not weaker than that of a Saint Child-level figure, he was still bounced back. His energy and blood surged, and his face turned red.

"This is the formation left by the powerful King Wu. Even in the past tens of thousands of years, King Wu could not break it!"

Feng Hua shook her head and said that after some time, her injuries had recovered and her face was no longer pale.

Wei Fan opened his martial arts eyes: "Cut another halberd and show me!"

"good!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng didn't know why Wei Fan asked him to attack the palace formation again, but he still struck with the great halberd.

"boom!"

The force he used this time was stronger than the last time. His whole body was bounced back, and a wisp of blood spilled 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 wisps of lines, and he saw weak points, but this weakness was only relative, and in fact it was not much different from other places.

"The Martial Emperor's formation has fewer flaws, it can even be said to be non-existent."

Wei Fan felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and strength began to surge in his body, reminding Feng Hua and Mu Feng: "Stand back!"

The two of them did not dare to neglect and quickly distanced themselves from Wei Fan.

"boom!"

He hit the palace like a bolt of thunder. The light curtain rose instantly, his fist fell, the entire palace trembled, and a huge gap opened in the void.

"What a monster!"

Mu Feng couldn't help but his expression changed. The force of the rebound was completely removed by Wei Fan and did not launch him away.

The light curtain rippled, but was not broken.

"break!"

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

"Don't destroy the small world, otherwise everyone will die!" Mu Feng couldn't help shouting, for fear that Wei Fan would destroy the small world.

"If we can't find a way to leave, everyone will die here!"

"boom!"

Wei Fan punched out for the third time, and the whole small world rumbled. The terrifying cracks spread hundreds of feet. Even the formation arranged by Emperor Wu reached its endurance limit, and the light curtain exploded with a loud sound.

Feng Hua and Mu Feng were dumbfounded. Wei Fan went berserk and it was terrifying. The Emperor Wu's formation was blasted away.

Of course, this is a formation that has been decayed for countless thousands of years. The real Martial Emperor, even the Martial Saint, is helpless when he comes.

"call……"

Wei Fan let out a long sigh. These three punches were all bursts of his peak power. They seemed simple, but the burst of power was more than that of killing a group of demon kings before. Not only did they attack, but they also suppressed the rebounding power. It was quite So he fought against a strong man whose strength was comparable to his. The mental drain was terrible and the physical burden was heavy.

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

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

The yard is not big, with tables, chairs, etc., as well as potted plants. However, there is only loess left in it, and the things planted have long been gone. There is only a small piece of land that looks like a medicine field, and there are three shining plants. The elixir is still alive, emitting amazing spirituality.

Wei Fan approached and just took a deep breath, feeling that his body was active and full of vitality.

They are all amazing treasures that can even help extend the life of a strong Martial Saint. One of the medicines is 20,000 years old and can extend the life of a strong Martial Saint for a thousand years.

Of course, in addition to extending life, it can also be used to increase cultivation. However, Wei Fan has reached the ultimate level of King Wu. Taking this kind of thing can only increase his vitality. He is not yet twenty years old. Taking this rare treasure is a waste.

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

"This should be an immortal flower. If the Taoist temple had been born decades earlier, maybe this immortal flower would still be there."

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

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

Wei Fan walked over. This yard should have been full of amazing treasures, but except for the three magical medicines he dug, the rest had disappeared under the invasion of time.

"This kind of small world will have a boundary marker, which is the exit. If I guess correctly, the boundary marker should be in the palace."

Feng Hua collected her thoughts and knew 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. This seemed to be a place for guests. Most of the things had decayed and turned into ashes. There were also some decorative things such as jade bottles. Even if they were rare treasures before, they had become ordinary things now.

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

The three continued to search and soon found the alchemy room. There were some bottles of elixirs here, but the contents had turned to ashes.

"These things are at worst used by Martial Saints to improve their cultivation!" Mu Feng's eyes were red.

The elixirs that can improve the cultivation of Martial Saints cannot be made by any alchemist in the nearby continents. If these things are not decayed, they can be exchanged for many resources.

Even the Nirvana Pill they have been thinking about is here, but it is also broken.

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

The three quickly found the place where the secret recipes were stored, but everything was also turned to ashes, and there was nothing to gain.

"The boundary monument should be here!"

The three came to the last floor of the palace, which was closed by a bronze door. Mu Feng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push it, but it didn't move at all like the door.

"Is there a treasure here?"

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

"Let me try!"

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

His muscles swelled up, holding up his clothes, and the heavy bronze door finally opened slowly with a sound, and a ray of fire lit up in the dark hall.

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

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

The door was completely opened, and what came into view was an empty hall, with almost nothing, except for a few wall lamps, there was only a jade tablet and a large tripod in the middle.

"The boundary monument is really here!" Mu Feng wanted to step in excitedly, but his steps suddenly stopped.

Because the moment he stepped in, a breath that made people tremble suddenly appeared, as if the soul was about to split in the next moment, even Wei Fan felt a burst of hair, and the soul sent a crazy warning.

"The breath comes from that tripod!" Wei Fan looked at the big tripod next to the boundary monument.

The tripod is three feet high, with three legs and two ears, and is covered with various mysterious patterns. It is simple and majestic, like a mountain standing in the hall, emitting a heavy and boundless momentum.

Fenghua's eyes were filled with an indescribable brilliance, and he said in a lost voice: "Could this be the Bagua Yimu Ding of the legendary Medicine Emperor Huangfu Qingyang!"

The Bagua Yimu Ding has been passed down from ancient times just like the name of Huangfu Qingyang. It is said that Huangfu Qingyang entered the Tao with medicine, and his alchemy skills are unparalleled in the world, but half of his reputation is due to his Bagua Yimu Ding.

His Wuhuangbing Bagua Yimu Ding is not only a powerful Wuhuang magic weapon, but also a rare alchemy treasure in the world, sought after by countless alchemists.

"It's a fortune... We are going to get an ancient emperor weapon!"

Mu Feng's eyes lit up. The reason why those Wuhuang sects have become behemoths that are difficult to provoke is because they have the Wuhuang magic weapons left by their ancestors to deter enemies, so no one dares to provoke them.

With a Martial Emperor Divine Weapon in hand, although it cannot create a glorious Martial Emperor force, the Martial Emperor sect will not dare to provoke you.

What Saint Sect Martial Saint, once the Martial Emperor Divine Weapon appears, they are all ants.

After a long time, most things in the small world have decayed, but this Bagua Yi Wood Tripod is still intact, emitting a terrifying aura, from which we can imagine how terrible this thing is.

"This is Wei Fan's, you'd better not have a peek, otherwise no one can save you!"

Fenghua heard this and warned Mu Feng.

"I dare not!" Mu Feng was startled and felt Fenghua's murderous intent.

How dare he have any greed? It would be better to commit suicide to compete with Wei Fan, the God of Killing. However, he now thinks that he is a friend of Wei Fan, and Wei Fan's acquisition of the Martial Emperor Divine Weapon is equivalent to his acquisition.

"Something is wrong, how can the Martial Emperor Divine Weapon revive on its own?" Fenghua suddenly frowned.

Logically speaking, even if it was a Martial Emperor's divine weapon, it would never emit a breath without someone activating it. When the door was just opened, the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod was obviously still in a dormant state. Only after the door was opened did the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod emit such an amazing breath.

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

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

After a few steps, he came to the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod.

"Is there anyone?"

Wei Fan's eyes widened, and he saw a beautiful and refined woman sitting cross-legged in the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod. (End of this chapter)