Honghuang: The opening auction of the method of proving the Tao!

After Kui Mulang thanked him and left the Demon Emperor's Palace, Di Jun and Tai Yi continued to think about the resentful souls of the human race.

"Now we need to verify whether it is the relationship between the resentful souls of the human race, or whether it is because of other reasons that the body of the witch race can be broken."

While Di Jun was speaking, he took out another low-grade Houtian Lingbao-level sword, and pierced the resentful soul of the human race into it.

Seeing this scene, Tai Yi said: "If we really find a way to break through the flesh body of the Wu clan, then we don't need to be afraid of the flesh body of the Wu clan in the future!"

Every time the liches fought before, the Twelve Ancestral Witches relied on their physical bodies to be tyrannical and fearless.

Once the Yaozu successfully disintegrated their bodies, wouldn't it be easy to deal with the Zuwu and the Wuzu?
Just thinking about it, Dijun and Taiyi couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Jimeng!"

Di Jun shouted, and just as he finished speaking, he saw a black demon wind blowing into the hall, turning into a strong black-haired man with a naked upper body and a hulking waist.

The brawny man has long black hair hanging loose, two black dragon horns on his forehead, and a layer of black dragon scales covering his skin. His hands and feet are thick and his claws are sharp.

Ji Meng was originally a demon dragon. In the past, the dragon clan was not behind, so he turned to Di Jun and Tai Yi. He was one of the first heroes who established the demon court. Among the twelve demon gods, his status was second only to Bai Ze, but his strength was recognized by the demon clan as the first. A demon god.

"Ji Meng pays homage to His Majesty, what orders does His Majesty have?"

Ji Meng knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

Di Jun handed Kui Mulang's sword and another sword filled with human resentment to Ji Meng, saying:
"You secretly take these two weapons to the lower realm to test their power..."

Immediately, Dijun told Ji Meng about his and Taiyi's discoveries and conjectures.

Ji Meng's pupils shrank when he heard this, and immediately understood the importance of this matter.

If the verification is successful, then they will have another card to deal with the Wu Clan!

"Subordinates obey!"

Ji Meng led the order to descend on the wild land quietly, and after some searching, he found some lonely monsters.

In the dense forest, three witch clans are attacking a fierce beast that looks like a tiger but has a pair of wings.

Boom!

A moment later, with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the beast fell to the ground, lifeless.

Before the Wu Clan could celebrate their successful hunt, a sword flashed coldly and flew towards them.

Click, click, click!

The treasured sword slashed at the flesh of these witches with incomparable speed, making the sound of gold and iron colliding, and then... the precious sword shattered.

The body of the Wu clan has been cultivated to the top, and ordinary magic weapons are hard to hurt.

The quality of the sneak attacking sword was extremely low, and it was easily shattered by the countershock force of the physical body.

"Who!"

Seeing this change, the three witch clan became vigilant, and quickly prepared to meet the enemy.

Ji Meng, the demon god lurking in the dark, ignored them. The strength of these three witch clans was no more than that of the Golden Immortal, and he could wipe them out with just a touch of his fingers on weekdays.

But today is different, I came here for the experiment.

Seeing Kui Mulang's treasured sword shattered, he spurred another sword filled with the resentment of the human race to shoot out, heading straight for the Wu clan.

"Hmph, I want to repeat the old trick!"

A witch snorted coldly when he saw this, and punched the sword, intending to shatter it like before.

brush!
The next moment the saber came to him, the Wu Clan's fist was not as indestructible as imagined, it was cut in two by the saber from the middle!
"Ah!"

The witch screamed and fell to the ground. His right hand was split in two from the middle, and blood gushed out like two blood-stained noodles, hanging limply on his shoulders.

Not only was the Wu Clan's physical body disintegrated, but even the powerful self-healing ability of the Wu Clan's physical body didn't work, and the wounds were bleeding continuously.

Seeing this, Ji Meng, who was observing secretly, had a strange look in his eyes, excitedly thinking:

"Sure enough, as His Majesty the Demon Emperor speculated, I only used the power of a golden fairy to activate the sword, Kui Mulang's sword split, but this sword filled with the resentment of the human race easily broke through the flesh of the Wu clan..."

What this means is self-evident.

Immediately afterwards, a cold light flashed in Ji Meng's eyes, and he continued to kill the Wu Clan towards the sword of resentful souls.

"Ah!"

The screams in the dense forest stopped abruptly, leaving only the fragmented corpses of the Wu clan scattered on the ground, which was more miserable than the corpses of the beasts next to them.

……

Demon Palace.

"Your Majesty has verified that everything is as His Majesty expected!"

Ji Meng presented the Resentful Soul Sword and reported to Di Jun.

Di Jun and Tai looked at each other with a look of great joy on their faces.

"Hahaha, Ji Meng, you did a good job! Now we have found the weakness of the Wu Clan!"

Di Jun laughed out loud, finally releasing his long suppressed mood.

"As long as we have enough resentful souls of the human race, we can refine a magic weapon for killing witches, and then we can sweep away the witch race!"

Taiyi was also extremely excited, muttering to himself.

"However, since we want to attack the human race, we have to find a way to delay the actions of the Wu clan, Zhen Yuanzi and others. Before they react, they can directly break through the human race's city, slaughter all the races, and collect enough resentful souls!"

Di Jun understands that one or two human resentful souls are not enough. If he wants to use them, he has to kill all the human races to ensure that they can be used on the frontal battlefield.

"It seems that we need to discuss it."

Tai Yi also understood how troublesome the powerhouses such as Wu Clan, Zhen Yuanzi, and Hong Yun are now, so he nodded solemnly.

……

Human city.

For tens of thousands of years, the human race has now grown further, so it goes without saying that the population has increased.

With Ye Feng's preaching from time to time and the provision of various cultivation resources, the cultivation base of the human race has improved rapidly, and the cultivation base is improving every day.

The luck of the human race is prosperous, like a real dragon soaring, every human being is extremely full of energy, the human race works at sunrise and rests at sunset, prosperous and prosperous, and all kinds of talents are also growing in a blowout.

Vaguely, Ye Feng saw a super rich clan slowly rising.

As for Ye Feng himself, after practicing under the enlightened tea tree during this period of time, his cultivation base has been promoted to the peak level of Da Luo Jinxian, and he is only one step away from breaking through the quasi-sage.

This is the Twelfth Grade Daluo Jinxian with flowers blooming. Now Ye Feng thinks that even if he meets some quasi-sages, he can easily win.

Ye Feng has improved his own cultivation, and he has not forgotten his duty as a master.

In the ancestral hall, Ye Feng was preaching the Dharma to three disciples of Suihuo, Ziyi, and Youchao.

In these ten thousand years, the three disciples have become the strongest of Taiyi Jinxian. Under Ye Feng's training, their strength is extraordinary.

"The cycle goes back and forth into reincarnation, self-birth and death are sky burials, and the extremes start again and again, immortality is for..."

Along with Ye Feng's preaching, the three disciples all understood something.