"Ink Sage, even if I kill Zhi Lingtian today, it will be fine. It's not like a saint is without the ability that your Wusheng Academy has cultivated."
Looking at the expression of the ink and wash saint, Chu Fengmian said with a smile, he knew that he had guessed correctly, the ink and wash saint would indeed not dare to take action with all his strength because he was afraid of the disaster of life and death.
In this case, Chu Fengmian is in an invincible position.
"As long as you agree, I will naturally participate in this six-nation campaign. Wusheng Academy can also benefit from this six-nation campaign, which is enough to cultivate a new saint."
Chu Fengmian laughed loudly.
Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Nazhi Lingtian's face suddenly turned pale. He never imagined that even the founder of Wusheng Academy, the Ink Sage, could not protect him.
"Elder Ancestor, no, this kid is so ambitious that he will destroy Wusheng Academy sooner or later! If we don't kill him today, he will eventually become a big problem."
Zhi Lingtian said anxiously.
"There's so much nonsense, I'm going to kill you first today! Aren't you blessed with countless opportunities and adventures? Now they're all mine!"
Chu Fengmian shouted coldly and suddenly slapped Zhi Lingtian with his palm. Immediately, Zhi Lingtian fell apart and fell to the ground.
Chu Fengmian grabbed it with his big hand, and a strong spiritual power was directly drawn from Zhi Lingtian's body. It was the medicinal power of the Holy Transformation Grass that Zhi Lingtian had obtained, which Chu Fengmian directly extracted from him.
It separated from Ling Tian's body.
Seeing that the Holy Transformation Grass that he had worked so hard to obtain was now separated by Chu Fengmian, Zhi Lingtian cursed crazily, but before he could curse, Chu Fengmian struck out with another palm, approaching Lingtian.
The sky directly bombarded him.
The martial arts and martial arts skills possessed by Ling Tian were of no significance to Chu Fengmian. Only the Holy Transformation Grass was the most precious.
"Yue Li, the spiritual power of this holy grass is given to you. Although it has been refined, it still has 90% of its medicinal power, which should be enough to help you become a saint!"
Although Zhi Lingtian has refined the Holy Transformation Grass, the Holy Transformation Grass will only explode with its full medicinal power at the moment when it breaks through the realm of divine power. Therefore, the medicinal power that Chu Fengmian drew out is still enough to transform into a Saint.
The medicinal power of grass is 90%.
It is enough to help one person become a saint.
Chu Fengmian obtained the spiritual power of the Holy Transformation Grass from Zhi Lingtian and penetrated it into Han Yueli's body. Immediately, Han Yueli's spiritual power began to rise steadily, reaching the peak of the Wind Control Realm in one fell swoop.
As long as he waits for all the medicinal power of the Holy Transformation Grass to be refined, Han Yueli's state will be enough to break through the realm of divine power and become a saint.
At the same time, Lingtian's Sky Ring was also directly obtained by Chu Fengmian. Lingtian must have countless adventures, and his Sky Ring must have countless treasures, and Chu Fengmian will certainly not let it go.
This scene was all done in front of the ink and wash saint. The ink and wash saint didn't stop it, it was a tacit attitude.
Although Lei Che, Cheng Xiantian, and Tang Shengjian looked at Chu Fengmian's actions and wanted to stop them, considering Chu Fengmian's strength, no one wanted to become the second Fang Xiandao, so they could only look at Chu Fengmian fiercely.
Feng Mian will be killed by Ling Tian.
"Okay, Chu Fengmian, remember your promise, the Six Kingdoms Campaign will begin in three days, so you can be ready."
The ink painting saint looked at Chu Fengmian and said calmly.
"Don't worry, Chu will certainly not forget what he promised."
Chu Fengmian laughed loudly, then took Han Yueli and left in a flash of light, followed closely by the ancient dragon turtle.
No one in the room dared to stop Chu Fengmian and allowed Chu Fengmian to leave without hesitation.
At this point, there is no other choice. Sacrifice one Supreme Lingtian so that Chu Fengmian will stop causing trouble, and today's war is over.
This time Chu Fengmian made a big fuss at Wusheng Academy and ruined Zhi Lingtian's wedding, which ended with Chu Fengmian's great victory.
In this battle, three saint-level figures fell, all of whom were killed by Chu Fengmian himself. The number one genius of Wusheng Academy, Zhi Lingtian, was all killed by Chu Fengmian.
From today on, Chu Fengmian's evil reputation will spread throughout the Wusheng Kingdom, and even the other five countries in the surrounding area will resound with Chu Fengmian's name.
"Founding Elder, why don't you take action and kill this kid?"
Waiting until Chu Fengmian disappeared, Lei Che asked the ink-and-wash saint.
Wusheng Academy, their Wusheng Academy, had never suffered such a big loss. Today, Chu Fengmian left in such a swagger, which made Lei Che grit his teeth with hatred.
"The origin of this boy is by no means simple. He has already seen the reason why I dare not take action."
The ink painting saint said in a deep voice.
"A catastrophe of life and death. If we kill him with all our strength, a catastrophe of life and death will definitely occur. Not to mention me, even the entire Wusheng Academy will be destroyed. It's not worth it for him alone."
"But Founding Elder, with your strength, it is not impossible to suppress him even without using all your strength. With the strength of the three of us, we may not be able to kill him today."
Cheng Xiantian also spoke.
"Are we really going to let this kid be so arrogant and not take our Wusheng Academy seriously?"
"Hmph, you only know one, but not the other. Do you know the identity of the white-haired man next to him?"
Hearing Cheng Xiantian's words, the ink-and-wash sage snorted rudely and said.
"Lei Che, please tell me why you lost to him with your strength at the first level of the divine power realm."
"To tell the founding elder, I just feel that the white-haired man's power is extremely terrifying. It seems to be more terrifying than many saints at the third and fourth levels of divine power, so I am not his opponent."
Lei Che thought for a moment and replied respectfully.
The strength of the ancient dragon turtle is so strong that he can never be defeated head-on, and he will naturally be defeated.
"Could it be that this white-haired man is a genius cultivated by some super sect? Legend has it that some super sects, such as the geniuses in Beimang College, are enough to do this. Could it be that he is a person from Beimang College?
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Lei Che suddenly thought of something and said aloud.
Their Wusheng Academy dominates the Wusheng Kingdom, and is a giant among the Six Nations, but compared to Beimang Academy, which stretches across the northern region, it is like a small ant.
If Chu Fengmian has anything to do with Beimang College, then it is understandable that the ink-and-wash sage would not want to take action.
"Beimang College? What is Beimang College? In front of the forces behind the white-haired man, Beimang College will be destroyed."
The ink painting saint heard Lei Che's words and sneered.
"That white-haired man is not a saint, but a demon god, or a demon god from the True Dragon clan!"
