Immediately afterwards, Feng Wanli's charred epidermis peeled off, and his skin began to regenerate.
Soon, Feng Wanli seemed to be a different person.
After the old skin on the surface of his body fell off, the new skin shone with treasure and was full of powerful power.
Feng Wanli found a black robe and put it on. His long hair was flying, and his face looked like he was in his thirties or forties, as if a fairy spirit had revived.
"Brother Feng, congratulations!"
Wuji Tianzun congratulated with a smile on his face.
He successively sacrificed 600,000 people and used more than a dozen top-quality holy elixirs. Finally, Feng Wanli recovered from his injuries and successfully broke through to the realm of the Saint King.
Feng Wanli came to the front of Wuji Tianzun in one step, knelt down with a plop, and said with red eyes: "I can survive only because of the help of my eldest brother. My eldest brother has been kind to me. From now on, my life belongs to my eldest brother."
Already."
"We are brothers, why should we be polite?" Wuji Tianzun stepped forward and helped Feng Wanli up.
Feng Wanli said: "In order to help me break through and help me heal, I lost so many lives...Brother, I'm sorry for you."
"Brother, don't say such things." Wuji Tianzun said: "For you, let alone sacrifice hundreds of thousands of lives, even if I sacrifice the lives of millions of people, I will not hesitate."
These are the true words of the Supreme Lord Wuji.
For him, the exchange of hundreds of thousands of lives for a powerful Saint King was truly worth it.
The Saint King is the top existence in the world of cultivation!
Even the Butian Sect and the Three Holy Lands, each of their sects is nothing more than a saint king.
In other words, a strong saint king is enough to establish a sect.
But now, the Yin Yang Sect has two saint kings. In the eyes of Wuji Tianzun, they can definitely sweep across the Eastern Wasteland.
Feng Wanli said: "Brother, I won't say much more to thank you. Anyway, you gave me this life, and I will listen to you from now on."
"Okay." Wuji Tianzun smiled happily.
This is the happiest time he has had in a long time.
Feng Wanli was also very excited at this time. He had been in seclusion for many years and finally broke through to the realm of the Saint King. He was very high-spirited.
Of course, for such a big thing as breaking through the Saint King, you have to find someone to share it with.
Feng Wanli smiled and said: "Brother, I haven't seen those elders for a long time. When you return to the church, you gather them together. We will be drunk tonight."
"And your disciple Qi Tian, I like that kid very much, so I'll call him here too."
"I haven't seen them for a long time, and I don't know if they have made any progress over the years."
Wuji Tianzun let out a long sigh: "Oh, brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to see Qi Tian and those elders."
"Why?" Feng Wanli asked in confusion: "Did they go on a mission?"
"Let me tell you, when I was going through the tribulation, I made so much noise. Why didn't I see them?"
"It doesn't matter, we can meet again when they come back..."
Wuji Tianzun said: "They are dead."
"What?" Feng Wanli was shocked and asked, "Qi Tian is also dead?"
Wuji Tianzun said in a deep voice: "They are all dead."
Feng Wanli became angry: "Brother, tell me who did it? I will kill him now to avenge the elders and Qitian."
"This matter is a long story, we will discuss it later." Wuji Tianzun said: "Now I want to tell you something extremely important. In three days, I will attack Qingyun Sword Sect."
Feng Wanli was excited when he heard it.
Because he knows that as long as the Qingyun Sword Sect is destroyed, the Yin Yang Sect can become the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland.
The most important thing is that he has broken through the Saint King and can take advantage of this opportunity to show off his talents.
"Brother, are you ready?" Feng Wanli asked.
"Everything is ready. I have reached an agreement with the Butian Sect and the Three Holy Lands. Three days later, our five sects will take action together to destroy the Qingyun Sword Sect. Oops..." Wuji Tianzun suddenly exclaimed: "Not good."
"What's wrong, brother?" Feng Wanli was confused.
Wuji Tianzun said: "If I had known that you would break through to the Saint King at this time, then why should I cooperate with Butian Sect and Three-Day Holy Land?"
"I promise them that after the Qingyun Sword Sect is destroyed, I will give them 40% of the profits."
"You and I join forces, and with my internal support in the Qingyun Sword Sect, we can destroy the Qingyun Sword Sect without the help of the four factions. It will be a huge loss."
Feng Wanli's eyes flashed and he said, "Brother, I have an idea."
"What you discussed with the four factions is to massacre the Qingyun Sword Sect in three days, so why don't we take action in advance and attack the Qingyun Sword Sect tomorrow?"
"In this case, when the four sects arrive at the Qingyun Sword Sect three days later, the Qingyun Sword Sect will have been destroyed by us, and all the treasures will be in our pockets."
"However, if you do this, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the four factions, but this is not a problem."
"Now that I have broken through to the realm of Saint King, if the four sects understand each other, they will not challenge us."
"What do you think, brother?"
Wuji Tianzun nodded: "Brother Feng, your idea is good, let's do it like this."
"When the time comes, if any of the four factions are dissatisfied, then we will simply destroy them."
"Even, it is not impossible to wipe out the Butian Sect and the three holy places. Then our Yin Yang Sect will not only be the largest sect in the Eastern Barren, but also rule the entire Eastern Barren."
For a moment, Wuji Tianzun's heart was filled with pride, and he felt as if he had the world's affairs in his hands.
Ruling the Eastern Wasteland, what an honor that would be, it makes people excited just thinking about it.
Feng Wanli smiled and said: "I have no interest in ruling the Eastern Wasteland, but I will unconditionally support whatever the elder brother wants to do. From now on, I will be a knife in the elder brother's hand. I will destroy whoever the elder brother asks me to destroy."
"Good brother!" Wuji Tianzun patted Feng Wanli on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back and drink, and tomorrow we will massacre the Qingyun Sword Sect."
Feng Wanli smiled and agreed: "Okay!"
…
the next day.
Early in the morning.
Wuji Tianzun and Feng Wanli came to the ancestral hall of the Yin-Yang Sect, worshiped the ancestors of the Yin-Yang Sect, and then the two appeared in the void.
Wuji Tianzun is riding a purple unicorn, and Feng Wanli is riding a nine-headed golden lion. Both mythical beasts are adults and are stronger than ordinary saints.
They are majestic.
At this time, there was no sun in the sky, and there were thick clouds, making it seem a bit depressing and dull.
Wuji Tianzun looked into the distance, as if the sun, moon and stars were disillusioned in his eyes, which was very terrifying.
His body exuded a powerful aura, and his terrifying fighting spirit was like a volcano erupting, striking the ninth heaven.
High in the sky, the clouds seemed to be blown away by the aura of Wuji Tianzun, and golden sunlight fell from the gaps in the clouds, as if the Yin Yang Sect headquarters was covered with a layer of holy light.
"Once we go, we will slaughter Yunshan and destroy Ziyang!"
"I swear I won't pay it back until I break the blue cloud!"
"Set off--"
Wuji Tianzun and Feng Wanli rode the divine beasts across the void and headed straight for Qingyun Sword Sect, their murderous aura extending for thirty thousand miles.
