"That's right, Brother Mo Yuan's demonic power has a great reputation even in the heyday of the Hundred Saints. It is the most powerful ancient holy weapon." The ancestor of all demons said, "My ancient desolate god Yao Shihalberd
, it’s just a top-level holy weapon.”
"So what about the ancient sacred weapon? It was almost injured to its source and almost completely destroyed." Mo Yuan shook his head and laughed at himself.
Lin Fan asked: "Senior Mo Yuan, what kind of weapon is it that can actually severely damage the demon's power to this extent?"
Lin Fan had the most intuitive feeling about the demon's ferocious power.
Hearing this, Mo Yuan frowned slightly, and his eyes instantly became deep and mysterious, as if he was remembering an ancient past event.
"That is also a sword." Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "That sword is called 'Han Jian', and the person who uses the sword is called..."
Having said this, Mo Yuan paused for a moment, then took a long breath and slowly spit out a name.
"Ye Qingqing!"
Hearing this name, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons next to him clenched his fists instantly, with fire of hatred igniting in his eyes, and at the same time, there was also deep fear.
Obviously, the owner of this name is definitely not an ordinary saint.
"Ye Qingwu? I remember this name," Lin Fan said with a flash of light in his eyes, "If he reaches the realm of a saint in the future, he will be killed by the sword!"
Although the words are not serious, they reveal a heroic spirit that can break through the sky, a domineering spirit that can shatter mountains!
Mo Yuan took a deep look at Lin Fan, smiled happily, and said, "Okay, boy Lin Fan, I did not misjudge you. However, I will settle the grievances of the past with my own hands!"
Lin Fan asked: "Senior Mo Yuan, can you tell me more about this Ye Wuqing?"
"Let me tell you."
The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons said: "A million years ago, there was a war between saints and they were divided into two camps. The leaders of both sides were Boss Mo Yuan and Ye Wuqing."
"The two of them were the two most powerful people recognized by Eternal Heaven at that time."
"The War of Saints has been going on for a hundred years. Boss Mo Yuan and Ye Qingqing have also been fighting each other for hundreds of years, and there has always been no winner or loser."
"But Ye Wuqing, this insidious villain, actually captured Boss Mo Yuan's younger brother to threaten him. Boss Mo Yuan and his younger brother have a deep love for each other. The brothers were captured, and Boss Mo Yuan was restrained in every way. Only then did Ye Wuqing take advantage of him.
.”
"If not for this, it would be impossible for Ye Qingwu to defeat Boss Mo Yuan, let alone severely damage his demonic power!"
At this time, Mo Yuan's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse as he said, "In the end, that bastard Ye Qingqing still killed my brother."
It can be seen that Mo Yuan and his brother do have a deep relationship. Even if a million years have passed, the mention of this matter still makes Mo Yuan, who has always been calm, have red eyes and violent mood swings.
"Ye Qingqing was the master of the temple back then. Now, he should be one of the four saints, or even the head of the saints!" The ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons looked at Lin Fan and said.
Lin Fan nodded slowly.
It seems that ever since he gained the evil power of the devil, he has been destined to be on the opposite side of the temple.
In the dark, there is a certain destiny.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The temple, he is destroyed.
Ye Qingqing, he will also kill him.
At this time, Zui Mengzi appeared in front of Lin Fan.
With a gentle flick of his right hand, two light balls, one gray and one red, flew into Lin Fan's arms.
It is the Bagua Ancient Mirror and the Blade of Nirvana that have been restored.
The cracks in the Bagua Ancient Mirror have completely disappeared, making the whole look even more seamless, with no flaws to be found at all.
The Blade of Nirvana shimmered with a captivating cold light, and bright red light flashed from time to time on the blade, full of murderous aura.
Zui Mengzi said: "The quality of the current holy artifacts is too poor and shoddy. No wonder they were broken by your punch. As for me, I casually reinforced and optimized them. Now both of them are top-notch holy artifacts.
.”
Having said this, Zui Mengzi suddenly leaned in front of Lin Fan's face, winked at him, and said with a smile: "You can try it."
Hearing what Zui Mengzi said, Lin Fan immediately became interested. He picked up the Bagua Ancient Mirror with his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and punched the Bagua Ancient Mirror hard.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
A circle of energy shock waves visible to the naked eye dispersed instantly.
The sound echoed continuously in the spiritual tower, shaking the space and causing spiritual energy to surge.
Lin Fan took a closer look and saw that the Bagua Ancient Mirror was intact.
This alone can completely destroy the previous Bagua Ancient Mirror.
Lin Fan then picked up the Blade of Annihilation and slashed it hard on his arm.
A pain came from his arm.
There was an obvious scratch where the Blade of Annihilation had struck, and it had already cut through the epidermis, and almost even the dermis.
You must know that Lin Fan's current physical body is the strongest in the Saint realm. It is impossible for ordinary holy weapons to scratch his skin. The fact that the Blade of Nirvana can scratch his skin is already an extreme exaggeration.
If it affects other people, the lethality will be extremely terrifying.
The saint is difficult to control.
"Thank you, senior." Lin Fan smiled and fisted.
He was extremely satisfied with these two sacred artifacts.
"It's not a big deal," Zui Mengzi waved his hand and said, "By the way, you are now in the body of a saint. The devil's power and the ancient desolate god Yao Shihalberd are of no help to you for the time being. Give it to me and I will repair it. No.
I dare say that it will not be a problem to restore the glory of the ancient holy weapon, at least to the level of the top holy weapon."
"good!"
Lin Fan nodded, and then handed over the Demon Fierce Power and the Ancient Desolate God Yao Shi Halberd to Zui Mengzi.
Zui Mengzi got two sacred artifacts and disappeared again.
Lin Fan looked at Mo Yuan and the two of them and asked, "Seniors, when will you be able to resume your cultivation?"
Mo Yuan said: "Our soul has almost recovered. Now we only need to complete the reshaping of our physical body, and our strength will be restored soon."
"What do you need me to do?" Lin Fan asked.
Mo Yuan said: "Without him, the Hongmeng Purple Qi supply is sufficient."
Lin Fan was invincible, and when he activated the Hongmeng Founding Technique, a steady stream of Hongmeng Purple Qi surged out from Lin Fan's body.
Mo Yuan and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, absorbing the Hongmeng purple energy, and began to reshape their bodies bit by bit.
Reshaping the physical body is easy to say, but even for former saints like Mo Yuan and Ancestor Wan Mo, it is a very consuming task. Fortunately, there is Hongmeng Purple Qi as a support, otherwise, I am afraid they will not be able to survive again.
A million years would not be enough to accumulate the spiritual energy needed to reshape the physical body.
Lin Fan placed several restrictions around the area to prevent prying eyes.
Then he gave the Bagua Ancient Mirror to Ling Xuefei.
Ling Xuefei did not refuse, and after accepting it, she completed the process of identifying the owner of the sacred artifact, and at the same time, she also obtained the operating techniques that came with the Bagua Ancient Mirror.
She also knew that Lin Fan's physical body was now more powerful than the so-called defensive holy weapon, and the Bagua Ancient Mirror was completely worthless to him.
Only in the hands of Ling Xuefei can this top-level defensive holy weapon realize its ultimate value.
Deep in the temple, there is a milky white palace.
This palace is called the "Recuperation Hall", and there is a heaven-level spiritual vein below it, which is second only to the god-level spiritual veins. The entire heaven-level spiritual vein is dedicated to providing a steady stream of spiritual energy to the healing palace.
The effect of healing here is many times better than that in the outside world.
Inside the healing hall.
Fang Xiao only had his soul left and was extremely weak.
Mo Zheng escaped by feigning death, but he was also severely injured and his origin was damaged. His condition was not much better than Fang Xiao's.
In addition, both of their sacred weapons were also gone.
The black coffin was directly blown up, and the Ancient Bagua Mirror and the Blade of Annihilation were taken away by Lin Fan.
Without the holy weapon, even if the two of them recover, their combat power will be greatly reduced.
"Sage Mo Zhan, may I ask the other two saints if they can take action?" Fang Xiao's Yuan Shen transformed into an illusory figure, with a spiteful look clearly visible on his face, and he gritted his teeth and asked.
Mo Zhan was already skinny and bones, and looked like a ghost. After using the technique of suspended animation, his face became even more pale and his lips turned blue. There was almost no trace of his flesh and blood that was originally there.
"Destroying my holy weapon and damaging my origin, this debt must be settled!" Mo Zheng's tone was extremely cold, and a frightening evil aura surrounded him.
After finishing his words, Mo Zheng closed his eyes, immersed himself in his mind, and began to contact the other two saints.
The temple does not only have one saint, Mo Zhan, but there are three!
And Mo Zhan is just the weakest among them.
After a while, Mo Zheng opened his eyes.
"Sage Mo Zhan, how are you?" Fang Xiao asked quickly.
Mo Zheng said: "Let them live another month."
"this……"
Fang Xiao wanted to ask more questions, but saw that Mo Zheng had already closed his eyes and introduced the spiritual energy into his body to restore his original nature. He had no choice but to close his mouth and start to restore his soul.
As for the affairs of the temple, Fang Xiao asked his close disciple Zhu Yuan to handle it on his behalf.