The power of the curse filled the air, and tens of thousands of demon soldiers fell down in large tracts like wheat.
Before some demon soldiers understood what happened, their souls were annihilated and turned into corpses. Some clever demon soldiers reacted, threw away their weapons and turned around to run away, but their bodies were already contaminated by the power of calamity.
Unable to escape the killing power of the curse, they all turned into corpses.
At the beginning, only the soul of the demon soldiers was destroyed, and like the six demon kings, they could leave a complete corpse. However, as more and more demon soldiers were killed, the power of the curse became more and more powerful. In the end,
, like a strong wind blowing, the bodies of all the demon soldiers instantly turned into black gravel and flew all over the sky.
At the same time, reminders kept ringing in Xu Feng's mind.
[You use the curse killing technique to kill a seventh-level demon king. The other party will understand the artistic conception and feedback 1% of the artistic conception. You can distribute it among the artistic conceptions that have not reached the Great Perfection state, or you can accumulate them to increase your own chance of understanding the artistic conception.
!]
[You use the curse killing technique to kill an eighth-level demon king. The other party will understand the artistic conception and feedback 3% of the artistic conception. You can distribute it among the artistic conceptions that have not reached the Great Perfection state, or you can accumulate them to increase your own chance of understanding the artistic conception.
!]
[You use the curse killing technique to kill a ninth-level peak demon king. The opponent will comprehend the state of great perfection and feedback 10% of the artistic conception. You can distribute it among the artistic conceptions that have not reached the state of great perfection, or you can accumulate them to improve yourself.
The probability of comprehending the artistic conception!】
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[You use the curse-killing technique to kill a ninth-level monk. The other party understands the artistic conception and feedbacks 5% of the artistic conception. You can distribute it among the artistic conceptions that have not reached the Great Perfection state, or you can accumulate them to increase your own chance of understanding the artistic conception!
The opponent's body contains thirteen types of alien beast essence and blood, which will feed back 3 points of physical attributes!】
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[You use the Curse Killing Technique to kill a level 5 demon soldier. The opponent is weak and cannot feedback its own attributes. Loot a low-level demon pill! 】
[You use the Curse Killing Technique to kill a level 7 demon soldier. The opponent’s defense attributes are strong, and the feedback of your own physical defense is increased by 1%! 】
[You use the Curse Killing Technique to kill a level 6 demon soldier. The opponent is physically strong and can plunder some free attribute points! 】
…
Each of the six demon kings and Xiao Yuesheng, the holy son of the Holy Blood Sect, who had understood the artistic conception, gave Xu Feng some feedback on their artistic conception, which added up to a full 37%, which made Xu Feng feel a little regretful.
"I wish I had known that the first one-horned rhinoceros king could also be killed with a curse..."
In addition to the artistic conception, Xiao Yuesheng also improved Xu Feng's physical attributes by 3 points. Other demon soldiers also provided many benefits. Those with low levels and weak strength can provide a low-level demon pill, and those with higher levels can provide him with a low-level demon pill.
, those with outstanding attributes in certain aspects, the Curse Killing Technique can also plunder some according to the percentage.
Six demon kings, one holy son, and nearly 100,000 demon soldiers!
In total, it provided Xu Feng with 37% of artistic conception, 32 free attribute points, four-dimensional attributes increased by more than 40 points, health value increased by 1200, calamity increased by 1000 points, physical defense increased by 8%, and spell resistance increased.
10%, there are about 50,000 to 60,000 low-level demon pills!
…
Dead silence!
At the foot of Wanfa Zong Mountain, everyone watched all this in silence. Some people even rubbed their eyes vigorously in disbelief!
With a snap of his fingers, he killed seven masters who had understood the artistic conception. One of them was a peak expert in the perfection of artistic conception! Not only that, but there were also a hundred thousand demon soldiers. All the demon soldiers who came to block the mountain gate of Wanfa Sect, one of them turned out to be one
None of them escaped, they were all killed, and some did not even leave a complete body.
This scene made all the disciples tremble in their hearts!
"Fake, fake, right?"
"Senior Brother Xu, when did you become so strong?"
"That's one hundred thousand demon soldiers, and they were all wiped out with a snap of your fingers?"
"Could it be Deputy Palace Master Qin Yuan who took action?"
"How is it possible that the reputation of Wanfa Sect is lost? If Vice-Pastor Qin Yuan really can take action, he will wait until now!"
"But all this is too unbelievable!"
…
The disciples of Wanfa Sect began to discuss in a low voice, Xu Feng waved his hand, and tens of thousands of low-level demon pills flew towards him, and they were all collected by him into the secret realm of his body. Fifty-six thousand low-level demon pills, space
The package cannot be accommodated.
At this moment, a ball of flame suddenly rose from Xiao Yuesheng's body, and the aura of a strong man instantly filled the air.
"Sheng'er..."
"Who killed my disciple!"
An old shadow appeared on Xiao Yuesheng's body. The old man was wearing the red robe of an elder of the Holy Blood Cult. His whole body was shrouded in the robe, only an old face full of wrinkles was revealed.
It's just that this face looks a bit ferocious, with red eyes and strange pupils that are constantly changing shapes.
The ninth-level peak of the Holy Blood Cult, a domain-level powerhouse, Xiao Yuesheng’s master, the Burning Blood Lord Lu Hao!
Just a phantom, the aura emanating from it made the Wanfa Sect disciples feel a strong sense of oppression, and even Deputy Palace Master Qin Yuan in the void couldn't help but frown.
"Wanfa Sect! Good, good, good!" Lu Hao first glanced at Xiao Yuesheng's body, then looked around, recognized the mountain gate of Wanfa Sect, and said with an angry smile.
"Venerable Burning Blood, your disciple led a group of demon kings and demon soldiers from the Barbarian Demon Mountains to block the gate of Wanfa Sect to challenge. In the end, he wanted to fight with more, but was killed by my sect's disciples..." Qin Yuan Leng
He snorted and said: "Why, the dignified domain venerable still wants to go down personally and avenge your disciple?"
As the deputy master of Wanfa Sect's Gonggong Hall, Qin Yuan's strength is only the Great Perfection of Artistic Conception, which is slightly inferior to Venerable Burning Blood, but he is not inferior to him at all in terms of momentum.
Although Qin Yuan is not the opponent of Venerable Burning Blood, in Wanfa Sect, there are many people who can crush Venerable Burning Blood, and Qin Yuan is not afraid of him at all.
"Wanfa Sect, Xu Feng! I remember you." Lu Hao's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent. After looking at Xu Feng, the shadow slowly dissipated.
This phantom is just a spiritual mark left by Lu Hao on Xiao Yuesheng. Once Xiao Yuesheng is killed, it will be triggered, letting Lu Hao know who killed his apprentice.
It wasn't until Lu Hao's shadow dissipated that everyone felt relieved, and the feeling of being out of breath that was pressing on their chests disappeared.
"Xu Feng, with your current strength, are you interested in coming to the Hall of Transmission and giving you an elder?" Qin Yuan stepped down from the air and stood in front of Xu Feng with a smile on his face.
"Deputy Palace Master Qin, I am the Holy Son of the Grinding Sword lineage!" Xu Feng said helplessly.
The saint sons of each lineage are actually the heirs of the lineage masters of each lineage. With this status, how can it be possible to go to the Chuan Gong Hall to become an elder.
"Haha, I was negligent!" Qin Yuan laughed loudly, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng's body, and after pondering for a moment, said: "Xiao Yuesheng's master is the Burning Blood Venerable of the Holy Blood Sect.
In the blood-burning realm, as long as a living creature enters the opponent's realm, the blood in its body will boil, and it cannot resist it, and all its blood will turn into fuel, burning the person alive!"
"Before you are not sure to compete with the domain-level experts, you should stay in the sect and practice obediently, and don't leave the sect easily." Qin Yuan said in a deep voice.
After saying that, Qin Yuan turned around and left, his figure quickly disappearing step by step.
Xu Feng frowned slightly, glanced around, and didn't stay in front of the mountain gate anymore. He quickly went up the mountain and returned to the cave.
"I originally planned to return to the real world to take a look, but now it seems..." Xu Feng sighed and began to take stock of his gains.
Xu Feng directly added 37% of the artistic conception to the artistic conception of the long river of time. In an instant, countless insights about the long river of time surged into Xu Feng's heart. Xu Feng immediately sat down cross-legged, entered a state of retreat, and began to fully comprehend the time.
The artistic conception of the long river.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed. Xu Feng slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and a smile appeared on his face.
The artistic conception of time, which originally had only 10% comprehension, has sharply improved to 47%, which is already close to half.
This made Xu Feng a little excited. It took two Enlightenment Pills and several months to raise the artistic conception of the River of Time to 10%. Now, he just killed a few demon kings and monks who understood the artistic conception, and directly raised the artistic conception of the River of Time to 10%.
The artistic conception of Changhe has been increased to 47%. This kind of improvement speed is simply unheard of. It also reflects the horror of the Curse Killing Technique from the side!
"If we kill a few more powerful people who have understood the artistic conception, we should be able to elevate the artistic conception of the River of Time to the state of Dzogchen!" Xu Feng thought to himself.
With this shortcut, it suddenly felt like a waste of time for Xu Feng to use the Enlightenment Stone to practice hard and improve the artistic conception of the river of time.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng stood up and left the cave, heading towards the main hall where the sect released the mission.
At this time, people were coming and going in the mission hall, either looking for missions or accepting and submitting missions, and they all seemed to be in a hurry.
Completing sect tasks is the main way to obtain contribution points, so this is the busiest place in Wanfa Sect.
Xu Feng came to the mission release office and began to search carefully. His purpose was to find those missions that hunted the big monsters, and they had to be big monsters who had understood the artistic conception!
At this moment, three true disciples of Wanfa Sect walked in in a hurry.
These three true disciples are all disciples of the Five Elements lineage of the Wanfa Sect. They are quite famous among the disciples of the Wanfa Sect and are known as the Three Heroes of the Five Elements!
At this time, the three people's faces were a little ugly, and they were very anxious.
"Elder Xue, the three of us are going to issue a mission!"
"This mission is somewhat urgent. Please elders, please handle it for us quickly!"
"We need to recruit three high-level monks, preferably strong ones. Even if they don't understand the artistic conception, we still need brothers who can withstand the artistic conception!"
"Hmph, the three of us obviously discovered that chalcedony milk spring first, but now we are squeezed out and don't even have the right to get close."
"Those big monsters are too arrogant. We have already said that they are disciples of Wanfa Sect, but they still drive us away. They don't take our Wanfa Sect seriously at all."
"So what can we do? Those big monsters are all strong men who have understood the artistic conception. If we don't leave, what else can we do? If we really want to go up and fight with them, we will only die!"
"Damn it, I'm so unwilling!"
"It depends on whether we can find a few senior brothers who have understood the artistic conception and go together to snatch back the chalcedony stone milk spring. However, most of the senior brothers who have understood the artistic conception now are saints from various major sects, and there is no shortage of resources at all.
, I wonder if a mouthful of chalcedony milk spring can impress them!"
The three of them looked at each other and saw the deep unwillingness in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.
The three of them have been traveling together for so long, and finally encountered an opportunity. In a remote valley, they discovered a chalcedony milk spring. As long as you soak your body in the spring water, you can explore your own potential and improve your physical fitness.
You can't ask for it when you meet it.
It's a pity that before they entered the spring, several big demons appeared from nowhere. After discovering Shiru Spring, they were expelled without politeness. If they hadn't been wearing the clothes of the true disciples of Wanfa Sect,
, I'm afraid he will be killed by several big demons on the spot.
This is simply a shame!
When would Wanfa Sect disciples within a thousand miles of the sect be so humiliated?
But there was nothing they could do. Those big demons had all realized the artistic conception, and their situation was stronger than that of humans. They were lucky enough to be able to return to the sect safely.
"If it really doesn't work, we can only report it to the sect, and the sect will send people to take back Shiruquan."
There were expressions of unwillingness on the faces of several people. If they reported it to the sect, they would only get a small contribution point, but Shiru Spring had nothing to do with them at all. It was better to find a few powerful disciples and take back the spring water.
, and it can also benefit them a little bit.
Xu Feng listened on the sidelines and couldn't help but feel moved. He turned around and asked politely: "Three junior brothers, how many great demons have you encountered that have understood the artistic conception?"
This was really a pillow given to him for his sleepiness. Xu Feng didn't need to look through the task list anymore. The big demon who understood the artistic conception took the initiative to give it to him, and it sounded like there were more than one!
"Who are you……"
"Are you the Holy Son of the Mo Dao lineage, Xu Feng?"
"What, is Xu Feng, the Holy Son of the Grinding Blade lineage, the same senior brother who killed a hundred thousand demon soldiers and seven demon kings with a snap of his fingers?"
When the three of them saw Xu Feng, their faces suddenly showed expressions of surprise.
"Senior brother!" The three of them saluted Xu Feng quickly.
"Three junior brothers, I just need to find a few big demons to practice, but they must be big demons who have understood the artistic conception!" Xu Feng said with a smile: "If those few big demons robbed your Shiruquan, really
If I understand the artistic conception, I can take action for a few of them for free and kill them!"
Xu Feng had also heard of the name of the Chalcedony Stone Milk Fountain. It is a precious material used for body training and is of the highest quality in the spiritual realm.
But for Xu Feng now, it is no longer useful. The Ten Tribulation Devouring Dharma Body is too powerful and has already produced an immunity effect to this level of body refining materials. It must be at least high-grade Dharma level or even Holy level refining materials.
Only with body materials can it have some effects on Xu Feng's body.
"Brother, are you telling the truth?" The three of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Haha, the chalcedony milk fountain has no effect on me anymore!" Xu Feng said with a faint smile.
"Then, we really have to thank senior brother this time!" The three of them saluted Xu Feng. In front of a large audience, with so many disciples witnessing, the three of them were not afraid that Xu Feng would deceive them. Otherwise, Xu Feng would be in Wanfa.
Zong's reputation has been ruined, and he may even be held accountable.
"When will we set off?" Xu Feng asked.
"It won't be too late, the sooner the better!"
Soon, a group of four people left the mission hall and flew quickly towards the mountain gate.