The Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasures all contained the full strength of the attack that sealed the top Demon Emperors. Once activated, even the clones of the three emperors from the human race had to retreat.
Without the threat of the emperor's clones, if more than a dozen or even twenty half-emperors attacked at the same time, wouldn't they be able to kill Yang Fan
At this time, no matter Feng Xijiao, Hu Peng or Crocodile Xin, they no longer care about whether Yang Fan is really the incarnation of the original will, and the demon emperor's essence blood clones that have been following Yang Fan.
no way.
The potential and threats that Yang Fan has shown now have made them all feel a fatal crisis that is close to genocide.
If Yang Fan is allowed to continue to grow and toss so wantonly, I am afraid that the five holy places of their demon clan will have been killed by Yang Fan before the essence and blood clones of those demon emperors have fully grown up.
They can't afford the gamble.
Such a human monster, even if it is really the incarnation of the original will, cannot be allowed to continue to toss and survive.
If Yang Fan is not dead, they will feel uneasy!
"Okay! Just follow your advice!"
Dragon Jiao gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the other three holy places, and said through the air:
"However, I hope that the half-emperors you send will not be some crooked melons and perfunctory people. What I want is elites, otherwise it will just be a few more guys who want to die!"
These three bastards obviously want to reap the benefits. If Long Jiao didn't mention it, they might really do this.
"Don't forget, Yang Fan has three semi-emperor beasts beside him. Forget about the iron-toothed crocodile and sika deer. Their low strength is nothing to be afraid of."
"But that big dog is a sky-swallowing beast. Without a powerful enough half-emperor to control it, in the end it will just be a few more dishes for it."
Last time, Long Jiao and Xiong Yun suffered a big loss at the hands of Da Hei. Even now, they are still afraid of Da Hei.
One of the two Demon Emperor Spiritual Treasures in their hands was specially prepared for this sky-swallowing beast. They were prepared to guard against the possibility that they would make the same mistake again if they took out another Emperor-level Spiritual Treasure.
What a pity.
These two bastards Crocodile Xin and Hu Peng are too short-sighted.
If they were also willing to each take out a Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure, their joint plan to attack Yang Fan would undoubtedly be more complete.
"This is natural!" Crocodile Xin nodded solemnly: "Brother Longjiao, don't worry, the half-emperor sent by my Iron-toothed Crocodile clan will definitely not be worse than this emperor."
Hu Peng also added: "I, Yingchoujian, are the same. I guarantee that the ones I will send are all powerful half-emperors. We are serious about attacking Yang Fan!"
"The same is true here." Feng Xijiao's sweet voice came: "I, the ancestor of the Fire Phoenix Clan, will never hold you back!"
The implication.
None of these three bastards wanted to get involved personally.
It seemed that although they agreed to the attack and kill plan against Yang Fan, they were still very wary of Yang Fan's weird luck and extraordinary methods, and were unwilling to take part in the risk themselves.
"This is enough!"
Seeing that these three people were wary and unwilling to participate in person, Long Jiao did not force it and nodded directly:
"I declare in advance that if the helpers you send are not strong enough, I will never be the first to take action."
"Our clan is still protected by the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure. Even if Yang Fan really grows up, he may not dare to be the first to offend our Demon Saint Ridge!"
After hearing this, Feng Xijiao's old face turned dark.
What does this silly dragon mean? Bullying me that there is no Demon Emperor’s Spiritual Treasure in Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, right
The expressions of Hu Peng and Crocodile Xin didn't change much, but they were also a little worried that Long Jiao, a newbie, would really give up his job, so they hurriedly tried to comfort him and nodded their heads repeatedly, and then they persuaded the old dragon to stop. .
"The five holy lands of the demon clan are connected by the same spirit and share weal and woe. Naturally, we will not just watch the demon saint ridge and the Black Wind Valley exert great force, but ignore it and do it perfunctorily."
"Don't worry, brothers. If the strength of the half-emperor demon sent by our three holy places is not to your liking, you can return it and replace it at any time. If it doesn't work, we can even come in person!"
Crocodile Xin's chest smacked loudly as he vowed.
Hu Peng and Feng Xijiao also nodded at the same time. Anyway, let's stabilize these two early birds first.
As for the most powerful Half-Emperor Demon, it’s hard to say. Among their various clans, who among them doesn’t have a few Half-Emperor Ancestors who are about to run out of vitality due to the suppression of Taoist injuries. Pick three of them at random and send them to them. That’s it.
Not to mention its strength, its explosive power in a short period of time is also extremely powerful. It is also very good to use it to injure the enemy with self-explosion at critical times.
What's more important is that even if something unexpected happens to such a half-emperor ancestor, their major holy places will not break their muscles and bones and can withstand it.
Afterwards, they arranged a time for the half-kings of all clans to gather, and the five bosses each retreated, never to be heard again.
But at Demon Saint Ridge, Long Jiao slapped the tabletop hard in front of Xiong Yun, and directly turned a wooden table carved from emperor-level demon wood into powder.
"These bastards are all trying to do their jobs but cannot do anything. Do you really think that I don't know what they are thinking?"
"I want to exchange nine dying old demons for the two Demon King Spirit Treasures from our two holy places. What a good plan!"
"What the heck! If Yang Fan hadn't been such a huge threat and had deep hatred against our two clans, I wouldn't have jumped out to be the one to take the lead!"
The dragon dragon was so angry that his nostrils were boiling. It was not stupid, so how could it not see the little calculation in the mind of the three demons of Crocodile Xin
"Lord Long Jiao, please calm down!" Xiong Yun was not as angry as expected, and persuaded in a low voice: "Whether they are trying to make things worse or perfunctory, it is better to have the half-emperor demon sent here. Nothing."
"After all, even if they don't participate at all, aren't our two clans ready to completely kill Yang Fan?"
"Now, we can get nine more semi-emperor-level cannon fodder, and we can also save a few clan members from dying here, which is good."
In front of all the creatures on the Origin Star, Yang Fan slapped them in the face of Demon Saint Ridge and Black Wind Valley during the live broadcast, and killed so many of their semi-royal people.
This is a deadly feud.
Even without what happened outside Dai Xing City today, Long Jiao and Xiong Yun never had any intention of letting Yang Fan go.
This time, Yang Fan acted too evil when teaching as a disciple, and successfully aroused the strong fear of the other three holy places. Only then did Long Jiao take advantage of the situation and tricked nine half-emperor monsters.
This can be considered an unexpected surprise.
Otherwise, even if Crocodile Xin, Hu Peng, and Feng Xijiao do not produce these half-emperors, Yaosheng Ridge and Black Wind Valley will still be able to collect the insufficient half-emperors. It’s just that what they need to consume at that time is their own half-emperor ancestor.
call!
Hearing this, Long Jiao let out a long breath, and the fire in his chest gradually subsided.
"That's the truth, but I am just too angry with the other three holy places for treating us like gunmen."
"Knowing that Yang Fan will definitely become a huge threat to the demon clan in the future, they don't want to take precautions and kill him as soon as possible. Instead, they are here to scheming and plotting with me. It's really abominable!"
at the same time.
Northwest garrison, Daixing City.
Yang Fan has already begun to help the 2,000th disciple to advance and break through. The system prompts in his ears are constantly ringing, which is very clear and sweet.
In order to prove that his initiation of magical power really consumes a lot of money, Yang Fan would swallow an emperor-level elixir and drink a sip of emperor-level spiritual wine every once in a while. Even so, his face became paler and paler, and his breath Also becoming weaker and weaker.
Just when Yang Fan was considering whether to vomit blood again to increase the degree of realism, the remaining five hundred disciples who had not yet received Yang Fan's initiation were already moved to tears.
"Master! Don't continue!"
"Master! We are not in a hurry, please take a rest!"
"Master, if we don't break through, it's not worth it for a group of ordinary martial artists and martial arts masters like us!"
“…”
There was a sound of prayer. Except for those disciples who had just been promoted and were still in meditation, the rest were all moved by Yang Fan.
"It's okay, I can still hold on as a teacher!"
Yang Fan chuckled and shook his head. In order to prove that he was not lying, he took out an emperor-level elixir from the storage space and chewed it with open mouth, and then cast several advanced healing spells on himself.
There was finally blood on his pale face, and his rickety figure gradually straightened up, but the fatigue in his eyes and weak breathing still couldn't conceal Yang Fan's physical and mental exhaustion.
At this time, Yang Fan looked at the lovely disciples in front of him with a loving face, and comforted him:
"Don't forget, your teacher is the number one doctor in the federation, and his recovery ability is top-notch. This trivial matter in front of you is not a problem for your teacher!"
"Master~~!"
"Master...wuwuwu..."
Once again, all the disciples were moved by Yang Fan's forced smile and the tired look of pretending to be strong. Most of them couldn't help but burst into tears.
Even old disciples such as An Sheng, Ling Tian, Sang Duoduo, Tian Feiyao, Mu Qianqian, etc. were all moved to death, and their hearts were surging.
"Ding! Your disciple Cui Hongyi is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly enhanced, and his loyalty to the sect has been greatly enhanced. The centripetal force of the sect is +20. The current centripetal force of the sect has reached 100. The disciples have returned to their heart, and the sect is prosperous. Hopefully!”
"Ding! Your disciple Shen Jingjing is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly enhanced, her loyalty to the sect has been greatly enhanced, and her sect's centripetal force has increased by 20."
"Ding! Your disciple Mu Qianqian is in an excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly enhanced, and his loyalty to the sect has been greatly enhanced..."
The experience of the sect is like rain, washing towards Yang Fan one after another.
More than half of the sects have actually reached a state of perfection, far exceeding Yang Fan's previous psychological expectations.
Yang Fan was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
"Sure enough, compared to methods such as initiations and rewards, sensationalism is the best way to gain sect experience!"
"If there is a chance in the future, I would like to come back a few more times!"
(End of chapter)