Pushing the Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

The leader of Xuanhe Sect did not respond to the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect. His figure was majestic and domineering, but his expression was a little dull and not agile. His body was just a condensation of power, not his real body, but just a clone of his will.

After he was completely formed, he directly stretched out a big hand, hitting Wei Fan like a raging wave.

The energy in the sky was rioting, swarming towards the big hand, strengthening the power of the big hand.

"It's just a clone of the will. You want to kill me even if you are not the real body?"

Wei Fan shouted coldly, and the human king bell in his body vibrated, isolating the oppression brought by the power of the demon king's will.

He turned his wrist, and the seal of the gods appeared in his hand.

The clone of the will, to put it bluntly, is still something on the soul. As long as it is related to the soul, the seal of the gods is the nemesis.

This kind of thing is actually not mysterious. There is a method of refining in the magic weapon technique he learned.

Of course, the cost of refining is also high. When refining, you need to cut off a part of your mind. In general sects, if you are not an extremely important disciple, basically no elders will help you refine this kind of thing. Cutting off a part of your mind may take several years to recover.

Boom!

Wei Fan's figure was like a thunderbolt passing through the sky, but he took the initiative to rush towards the big hand.

"He took the initiative to confront the clone of the demon king's will, is he looking for death?" The little lion king widened his eyes.

The next moment, when the big hand was about to hit Wei Fan, Wei Fan disappeared all of a sudden.

Boom!

The big hand hit the air, and a terrifying palm print immediately appeared on the ground below. The soil rolled and surged to several sides, and the mountains kept shaking.

"Not good, it's the shape following the mind!"

The little ape king shouted.

This ability is too invincible. If you can't suppress it, no matter how powerful you are, you can destroy the world, but it's useless if you can't hit Wei Fan.

Wang Bing can suppress the ability of the mind to follow the shape, but the clone of the demon king's will does not have the ability to trigger the Tao, and cannot limit Wei Fan's ability to follow the shape.

If this ability cannot be limited, let alone this is just the clone of the demon king's will, even if the demon king comes, he cannot kill Wei Fan.

Of course, if the demon king really comes, there must be a way to limit the shape to follow the heart, and the demon king himself has mastered this ability.

"Master, be careful, Wei Fan will follow the shape!"

The Xuanhe Sect's Holy Son shouted, forgetting that this is just the clone of the demon king's will, and he has no consciousness at all and can't understand what he said!

The next moment, Wei Fan appeared on the side of the demon king's clone, and the seal of the gods in his hand emitted a strange breath, and he smashed it down heavily.

Bang!

A dull sound sounded, and a ray of light spread out and quickly covered the clone of the demon king's will. In an instant, the breath of the clone of the demon king's will quickly weakened, and then it dissipated with a bang, turning into a burst of energy falling from the sky.

"The clone of the demon king's will has been destroyed!"

The Xuanhe Sect Saint, the Little Ape King, and the Little Ape King's pupils shrank violently, and their scalps numbed.

"What the hell is the seal in his hand? Is it a king's weapon?"

The Xuanhe Sect Saint roared, knowing that it was the seal in Wei Fan's hand that was causing trouble. Otherwise, no matter how strong Wei Fan was, he could not destroy the clone of the demon king's will in one go, unless he was also a king-level strongman.

But Wei Fan was not a martial king, and the seal in his hand did not have the fluctuations of a king's weapon, only a strange aura.

"What are you talking about? Run away, only the demon king can kill him!"

The Little Ape King dragged his tattered body and turned to flee.

In the previous battle with the king's weapon, the magic weapons and armor on their bodies had all disintegrated, and even their bodies were almost shattered by the fluctuations of the king's weapon. At this moment, there was almost no intact part on the three demon lords.

The clones of the demon king's will were all killed by Wei Fan, and they no longer had any trump cards to fight Wei Fan again.

If they rely on their strength, the three demon lords can still fight Wei Fan, but Wei Fan has too many treasures, and even Wang Bing has taken them away, so they dare not fight Wei Fan.

"Escape separately!"

The little lion king also reacted and roared. Now is not the time to be shocked. Escape is the first priority. Wei Fan, the killing god, will not care whether their father is a demon king or not. He will never show mercy when killing.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Why did you run away first!"

Wei Fan's voice seemed to carry a chill, which made the three demon lords shudder.

He flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing Wei Fan disappear in his consciousness, the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect couldn't help shouting: "Wei Fan, if you dare to kill us, the human and demon races will definitely go to war. When the time comes, all the people will be killed, and you will be the culprit of the human race!"

No background can scare Wei Fan now. Only by starting a war between the human and demon races can it be possible to scare Wei Fan.

The little ape king was also roaring: "My father is the Sky-lifting Demon King. If you dare to kill me, he will slaughter the entire human race in revenge!"

Wei Fan appeared silently behind the Holy Son of the Black Crane Sect: "Let's start the war. When has the human race ever been afraid of going to war with you demons? When have we not fought in these years?"

The King's Mace in his hand was plain and unadorned, and he pulled it out heavily.

He had seen the three demon lords of the Holy Son of the Black Crane Sect almost being sucked dry before, and he did not dare to use his power to revive the King's Soldier.

However, with his current strength, even a dry branch in his hand can exert earth-shattering power, not to mention that it is an indestructible King's Soldier. With his strength, even if the King's Soldier is not revived, the power is enough to kill any demon lord.

Bang!

Blood splashed, and the head of the Holy Son of the Black Crane Sect exploded like a watermelon, and his soul was directly smashed into pieces by the King's Mace.

His power was almost sucked dry by the King's Mace, and he was seriously injured. Even if he was also a seven-color golden body, he was not Wei Fan's opponent.

Xuanhe Sect's Holy Son, die!

"Holy Son..."

The little ape king, who saw this scene with his mind, let out a shrill cry, because this would soon be his end.

Wei Fan, a madman, dared to kill even the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect, not to mention that he was only the son of the Demon King, and was inferior to the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect in terms of status and potential.

"Don't run away, fight him!"

The little lion king roared, knowing that he couldn't run at all. Within a short distance, Shape Suitou was invincible. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't run as fast as Shape Suixue.

"good!"

The little ape king also understood this and immediately turned around and came back to kill him.

"Purple eyes capture souls!"

The little lion king roared angrily, and a pair of purple eyes glowed with purple light: "I will pull out his soul and destroy his soul together!"

Purple eyes capture the soul!

This is the talent of the purple-eyed demon lion clan. It can extract the souls of people within a certain distance from the body, including the enemy's souls and one's own souls.

This talent seems to be of little use, because the indiscriminate attack also includes himself, but this is not the case, because he is still in the Demon Lord realm and cannot really use this talent.

If his father were to use it, only the enemy's spirit would be drawn out, and his own spirit would remain in his body.

Once the Yuan Shen is extracted, most of the abilities of the body are gone, and they can only use the Yuan Shen to attack. And because of this ability, the Yuan Shen of their clan is far stronger than the masters of the same realm. Basically, once this ability is used, the enemy must be on guard. No, even if the soul is destroyed, it will be seriously injured.

Even if the soul is not injured, it will still suffer a certain degree of damage. You must know that even a strong Martial King will not easily let the soul leave the body unless the physical body is destroyed.

Because even King Wu’s spirit will suffer damage from the outside world if he leaves the body at will.

Buzzing…

Invisible fluctuations spread, and Wei Fan felt a force go straight into his head, but was blocked by Jin Zhong.

At the same time, a soul emerged from the head of the little lion king and the little ape king, and they looked at Wei Fan who had nothing above his head in confusion.

Where is the soul?

Zi Tong Soul Retrieval did not pull out Wei Fan's soul, or he had no soul at all.

The little lion king looked desperate: "No, his golden bell can actually resist the talent of my purple-eyed demon lion clan!"

In fact, he didn't know that even if he could pull out Wei Fan's soul, he wouldn't be able to do anything to Wei Fan. When Wei Fan was in the divine realm, he used a lot of divine soul skills to strengthen his body, and then used the Nine Transformations of the Divine Silkworm to transform. Passed the soul once.

The strength of his soul has long exceeded that of ordinary people.

"Your talent seems to be leading to death!"

Wei Fan took a step out of the void and swept out his mace. The little ape king who was rushing at the front wanted to return his soul to his body, but was hit by the mace and instantly turned into fragments and flew away. Come!

The little ape king, the son of Qingtian Demon King, dies!

The little lion king's eyes were splitting when he saw it: "You beast, you have killed so many elites of our demon clan, the demon king will definitely not let you go!"

He already knew that he was going to die, so he simply used his last moment to scold Wei Fan.

"Sooner or later, I will kill all the demon kings of your demon clan, including your father!"

Wei Fan struck down with his mace, smashing the little lion king's spirit into pieces.

[Kill the Little Lion King and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 90 years of golden body skills]

[Kill the little ape king and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 90 years of golden body skills]

[Behead the Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect and gain 20,000 years of ordinary skills and 80 years of golden body skills]

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[Normal power: 490,000 years]

[Gold Body Skill: 990 years]

The normal skill is close to 500,000!

There were a total of eighteen demon masters, but he actually only killed twelve of them, and the remaining six were shocked to death by Wang Bing.

The area within a radius of seven or eight kilometers has been reduced to ruins, the earth has cracked, the mountains and rivers have disappeared, and everything is devastated as far as you can see. This is mainly the result of the collision between Wang Bing and Human Wang Zhong.

Fortunately, he had stopped somewhere far away from Yunhua Sect beforehand, otherwise even if the disciples of Yunhua Sect escaped, Yunhua Sect would have been reduced to rubble.

"The Holy Son of Xuanhe Sect, the Son of Demon King Qingtian, and the Son of Demon King Purple Eyes, a total of eighteen demon lords joined forces and were killed by him alone!"

In the mountains in the distance, Ji Qingyue floated up in the sky, his face full of shock.

Even though she knew Wei Fan very well, she thought that Wei Fan could only protect himself this time and would never be able to kill all the demon lords. Who would have thought that the Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect brought out the king's soldiers, but was also killed by Wei Fan.

"Let's go!"

Wei Fan roared: "The Demon King is coming!"

The Holy Son of the Xuanhe Sect is not threatening him. He has killed so many demon kings, including the sons of demon kings such as the Little Ape King and the Little Lion King. Even if the demon clan does not go into full-scale war with the human race, they will not let him go.

The person being slaughtered this time was not someone like the Two-Headed Elephant Lord last time. He was the holy son of the Xuanhe Sect, the son of the Demon King Qingtian, the son of the Demon King Purple Eyes, any one of them was an important person who could shake the wasteland a few times.

Ji Qingyue didn't feel it, but his spiritual sense was already warning him, giving him a frightening feeling.

"Let's go together!" Ji Qingyue did not leave.

Wei Fan shook his head: "Let's go separately. I have a way to save my life. I'm not afraid of the Demon King. If you come with me, you might hurt me!"

He didn't know whether the Human King Bell could match the Demon King, but there should be no problem in saving his life. The Human King Bell was not a weapon and he did not need to activate it. This was where his confidence lay.

"good!"

Ji Qingyue no longer insisted after hearing this, and turned into a stream of light and flew in the direction where Dongfang Ye disappeared before. Wei Fan quickly wiped out his own breath and flew in another direction!