C1835 The Birth of a Saint Weapon
C1835 The Birth of a Saint Weapon
Fat Buddhist Monk looked at the others with his thief eyes and shouted at Ye Feng.
Who wants to know your magic name?
Ye Feng grinded his teeth as he paid his respects to the eight generations of the monk and ancestor in his heart.
After being made a ruckus like this, Ye Feng didn't even have the mood to steal the treasure anymore. Right now, all he wanted to do was to avoid that god of pests.
Leaving everyone behind, Ye Feng flew out for around twenty to thirty kilometers, chose a place with no one around, and sat cross-legged to cultivate.
The medicinal power that he had swallowed just now took effect, a boundless energy started to circulate in his four limbs and bones, it could not even be suppressed anymore. Ye Feng felt that his body was about to explode, even his pores started to spurt out spirit force.
"This is bad, I shouldn't have fought with that bald donkey just now. I can't digest this medicine at all. If this goes on, I really will explode like he said."
After calming down, Ye Feng's face was filled with a bitter smile. The three gourds were all top quality Pill s, and their ranks had even reached the fifth rank.
Although the effects of the Pill were slightly worse than the inscriptions, it could not withstand consuming too many of them at once.
Boom!
Not long after, he felt that he was almost at his limits. Dozens of Pill pills exploded at the same time, causing his body to feel like it was being boiled by a volcano.
Ah!
Ye Feng's face flushed red, he ran frantically towards the mountains, and while he was running, he breathed out a rich scent of medicine.
However, his strange behavior didn't attract too much attention. Almost at the same time he took his first step, an earth-shattering sound wave fell from the sky.
In the sky, the experts of the three clans and that demonic might struck a deafening blow. The vast expanse of space was submerged by the boundless laws, pouring down from the sky like a vast ocean.
Many people didn't even have the time to react before they were forced to the ground.
More than ten experts retreated, the rules in their hands were still unbroken, they kept slamming down at the center.
Roar …
In the center of the battlefield, a hoarse roar rang out, and an enormous demonic might spread outwards.
"The three clans have gained the upper hand. That demonic might won't last for long."
"Hide as far as you can, lest a calamity befall you."
"I wonder where that demonic aura came from …"
"…"
It was rare for the Martial Cultivator below to see such a battlefield. In comparison, the Emptiness Realm and the King Realm were not even worth mentioning.
However, not everyone thought the same. Due to the restrictions on their cultivation, Old Monster Xuanshui, Silver Winged Demon King and the others had already retreated out of the circle of battle and were anxiously staring at the sky.
They could see through some of the mysteries.
Perhaps it was the remnant soul left behind by the tomb master, or perhaps it was because too much time had passed, but the demonic might that appeared in the sky had already lost all rationality.
Feather Clan and Water Clan Expert did not hold back when they attacked, as they wanted to suppress the remnant soul. On the other hand, the demons were different. They kept using their strength, and sometimes even stopped Feather Clan and the water tribe from punching.
The reason was simple.
If this tomb was truly the Great Saint Peacock, then this remnant soul was obviously the Great Saint Peacock, if he could revive this Demon Saint, the influence of the Spirit Demon race would increase by a level.
This sort of scene was something which the other races naturally didn't wish to see.
The battle continued for more than an hour before the entire region was overturned. The rules of the battle raged in all directions, and no one within a hundred li of the battlefield was allowed to enter.
Under the continuous suppression of the experts from the three clans, the demonic might gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. The area it covered also gradually shrank until it was only about three hundred meters long in the end.
Sensing that the time had come, the experts attacked even more fiercely.
Sizzle …
Sensing that his opponent was invincible, the demonic aura suddenly burst forth and tore a hole in the circle of battle. With a flash of demonic aura, it returned to the ancient palace like lightning.
Dong!
The next moment, the entire hall started to throb incessantly as unparalleled energy fluctuations exploded forth. Numerous rainbow-colored streams, more resplendent than the previous golden and silver rays, shot out in all directions, piercing through the dome.
"Holy Power!"
"In here... there's a Holy Weapon here … "
Screams came from all directions, and even many experts from the three clans were stunned.
The rainbow light contained several extremely terrifying auras, which were just like the might emitted by a Holy Weapon.
"It really is …" A Holy Weapon had actually appeared in the midst of a great divine treasure trove. "
An old man from the water tribe clicked his tongue in wonder and reached out his hand to grab at the air. However, before the sleeves of his robe got close, he was knocked back a few steps by the immense force.
"This is our demon clan's Great Sage's item. How can it fall into the hands of an outsider?"
The Spirit Demon race would not sit back and watch the Holy Weapon being taken away by the Water race. Some people's faces turned ugly on the spot.
"Bullshit!"
"Even if the owner of this tomb is a Great Saint Peacock, who knows how many years he has been dead for. We of the Water race have lost several hundred people here, a single Holy Weapon is unable to recover from this loss. " The old man sneered.
Relying on their large number of people, they broke through the obstruction of the Spirit Demon experts, and continued to attack the Holy Weapon in the air.
While they were fighting over the loot, a few Feather Clan Warriors had already taken action, surrounding the Holy Weapon and trying to think of a way to take it.
Different from spirit artifacts such as Earth Rank and Heaven Rank, Holy Weapon were extremely rare, and even ordinary Sheng Domain cultivators were unable to wield them.
The Holy Weapon that had just flown out was clearly different. It should be a treasure refined by the Great Saint Peacock.
Facing such a level of treasure, the King Stage Martial Cultivator could only watch and see. With their cultivation, intercepting a Holy Weapon would be no different from courting death.
"I wonder if Big Brother Bai and City Lord Hsing will fight over it. That is …" The Holy Weapon! "
In the distance, Ye Feng let out a helpless sigh towards the sky as he sprinted away with bloodshot eyes.
He naturally wanted to possess a Holy Weapon as well. After entering the Second Level of King Stage, theoretically speaking, he could unleash some of the Holy Weapon's power.
With the protection of such a precious treasure, he might be able to save his own life at a critical moment.
However, the current Ye Feng could not take care of himself, and venting out and running wildly would only make him feel slightly better, as it did not consume enough medicinal energy.
"Hahaha, Holy Weapon is a treasure. If it were to be scattered all over the place, it would probably cause harm to people. Even if it can't hurt people, it wouldn't be good to hurt those flowers and plants. Let the Buddha do a good deed and collect it. "
As he passed by a mountain, Ye Feng saw the Fat Buddhist Monk once again.
He twisted his body and nimbly went through one expert after another, chasing after that ray of light in the sky.
Under the lead of the Fat Buddhist Monk, the experts from various families went all out and rushed forward recklessly, chasing after the divine light that filled the sky.