The Demon Emperor's spiritual treasure contained the full blow of the peak Demon Emperors. Once it was activated, even the clones of the three Demon Emperors would have to retreat.
Without the threat of the Demon Emperors' clones, how could they not kill Yang Fan with a dozen or even twenty Demi-Emperors attacking at the same time?
At this time, whether it was Feng Xijiao, Hu Peng, or E Xin, they no longer cared whether Yang Fan was really the incarnation of the original will or the Demon Emperor's blood essence clones that had been following Yang Fan.
It couldn't be helped.
After all, the potential and threat that Yang Fan showed now had made them feel a fatal crisis that was close to extinction.
If Yang Fan was allowed to continue growing in such a reckless manner, the five great sacred lands of the demon clan would have been played to death by Yang Fan before the blood essence clones of those demon emperors could fully mature.
They couldn't afford to gamble.
Such a human genius, even if he was really the incarnation of the original will, they couldn't let him continue to live.
If Yang Fan didn't die, they wouldn't be at ease!
"Alright! Let's do as you say! "
The dragon gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the other three Great Holy Lands. He transmitted his voice across the air,
"However, I hope that the Half Sovereign you've sent isn't some repulsive and perfunctory person. I want elites. Otherwise, it's just a few more guys who will die! "
These three bastards obviously wanted to take advantage of the situation. If the flood dragon didn't mention it, they really might have done so.
"Don't forget that Yang Fan still has three Demi-Emperor pet beasts around him. Forget about the iron-teethed crocodile and the sika deer. Their strength is too low to be feared."
"But that big dog is a Sky-swallowing Beast. Without a powerful enough Demi-Emperor to restrain it, it will only be a few more dishes in the end."
Last time, the dragon and Xiong Yun suffered a great loss in the hands of Dahei. Until now, they were still afraid of Dahei.
One of the two Demonic Emperor level Spiritual Treasures in their hands was specially prepared for this Heaven-devouring Beast. It was to prevent this beast from taking out another Demonic Emperor level Spiritual Treasure, and they might end up making the same mistake again.
It was a pity.
E Xin and Hu Peng, these two bastards, were too short-sighted.
If they were willing to take out a Demon Emperor's Spirit Treasure each, their plan to kill Yang Fan would undoubtedly be more complete.
"Of course!" E Xin nodded solemnly, "Brother Long Jiao, don't worry. The Demi-Emperor sent by my Iron-teethed Crocodile Clan will definitely not be weaker than me."
Hu Peng also added: "My Eagle's Worried Eagle Stream is the same. I guarantee that I will only send out the strongest half step emperors. We are serious about killing Yang Fan! "
"The same goes for I." Feng Xijiao's voice rang out. "The ancestor of my Fire Phoenix Clan will definitely not be a burden to you!"
In other words.
None of these three bastards were willing to participate in it personally.
It seemed that although they agreed to the plan to kill Yang Fan, they were still very afraid of Yang Fan's strange luck and unusual means. They were unwilling to participate in the risk themselves.
"That's enough!"
Seeing that these three people were afraid and unwilling to participate in it personally, the flood dragon did not force them. He nodded directly and said,
"I will declare in advance that if the helpers you send are not strong enough, I will never take the lead."
"My clan still has the protection of the Demon Emperor's Spirit Treasure. Even if Yang Fan really grows up, he may not dare to offend my Demon Saint Ridge first!"
Hearing this, Feng Xijiao's old face turned black immediately.
What does this stupid flood dragon mean? Are you bullying my Wanyao Mountain for not having any Demon Emperor's Spirit Treasure?
Hu Peng and E Xin's expressions didn't change much, but they were also a little worried that the flood dragon, who stood out, would really quit. They hurriedly comforted him and nodded repeatedly to assure him. Only then did they persuade the old flood dragon.
"The Five Great Holy Lands of the Demon Clan are of the same breath and branch. We naturally won't watch Demon Saint Ridge and Black Wind Valley put in a lot of effort and ignore it."
"Two brothers, don't worry. If the strength of the Half-emperors sent by our three Great Holy Lands is not to your liking, you can withdraw and replace them at any time. If it really doesn't work, we can even take the field ourselves!"
E Xin patted his chest and made a solemn vow.
Hu Peng and Feng Xijiao also nodded at the same time. In short, they had to calm these two birds first.
As for the strongest Half-emperors, it was hard to say. Among their clans, who didn't have a few Half-emperors whose vitality was about to be exhausted due to the suppression of Dao injuries? They could just casually send three Half-emperors to them.
There was no need to talk about their strength. Their explosive power in a short period of time was also extremely powerful. It was also very good to use explosive power to injure the enemy at the critical moment.
More importantly, even if something really happened to such Half-emperors, their Great Holy Lands would not suffer any losses. They could all bear it.
After that, after arranging a time for the Half-emperors of various clans to gather, the five big shots retired and no longer made a sound.
In Demon Saint Ridge, the flood dragon slammed the table in front of Xiong Yun, directly smashing a wooden table carved from Emperor-level Demon Wood into powder.
"These bastards, all of them want to work but don't put in any effort. Do they really think this emperor doesn't know what they are thinking?"
"They want to use nine dying old monsters in exchange for two Demon Emperor spirit treasures of our two Great Holy Lands. What a good plan!"
"Damn it! If it weren't for the great threat of Yang Fan and the deep enmity with our two clans, I wouldn't have jumped out to be the first bird! "
The flood dragon was so angry that flames were coming out of its nostrils. It was not stupid. How could it not see through the little scheme that the three monsters had in mind?
"Lord Flood Dragon, please calm down!" Xiong Yun wasn't as angry as he had imagined. She calmly said, "It doesn't matter if they are feigning civility or just doing it half-heartedly. It's better to have a half-step Emperor Realm Great Demon Emperor than nothing."
"After all, even if they don't participate, aren't our two clans prepared to completely kill Yang Fan?"
"Now, with nine more Half-emperors as cannon fodder, we can save a few clansmen on our side. It's not bad."
Yang Fan had slapped the Demon Saint Ridge and Black Wind Valley in the face in front of all the creatures on the entire Source Planet. He had killed more than half of their royal clansmen.
This was a deadly enmity.
Even if everything that had happened outside Dai Xing City today had not happened, the flood dragon and Xiong Yun had never planned to swallow their anger and let Yang Fan go.
This time, Yang Fan's performance was too monstrous. It had successfully caused the other three Holy Lands to be extremely wary. That was why the flood dragon had taken advantage of the situation and lured nine Half-emperors over.
This could already be considered a pleasant surprise.
Otherwise, even if E Xin, Hu Peng, and Feng Xijiao did not send these Half-emperors, the Demon Saint Ridge and Black Wind Valley would have gathered the missing Half-emperors. It was just that by then, they would have to exhaust their own Half-emperors.
Phew!
Hearing this, the flood dragon let out a long sigh. The anger in its chest gradually subsided.
"That's reasonable, but I can't stand the way the other three Holy Lands use us as tools."
"They know that Yang Fan will definitely become a great threat to the Demon Clan in the future. Instead of preparing for a rainy day and killing him as soon as possible, they are scheming against me here. How despicable!"
At the same time.
Northwest Guardian's Mansion, Dai Xing City.
Yang Fan had already begun to help the two thousandth disciple break through. The system prompt kept ringing in his ears. It was very crisp and pleasing to the ear.
In order to prove that his divine power was really consuming, Yang Fan would swallow an Emperor-level spiritual medicine and drink a mouthful of Emperor-level spiritual wine every once in a while. Even so, his face was getting paler and paler, and his aura was getting weaker and weaker.
Just as Yang Fan was considering whether to spit out more blood to increase the degree of realism, the remaining five hundred disciples who had not received Yang Fan's divine power were already moved to tears.
"Master! Don't continue anymore! "
"Master! We are not in a hurry. Please take a rest! "
"Master, let's not break through. It's not worth it for a group of ordinary Martial Masters and Martial Grandmasters like us!"
"…"
The sound of begging was everywhere. Except for those disciples who had just broken through and were still meditating, the rest were all moved by Yang Fan.
"It's no problem. I can still hold on!"
Yang Fan chuckled and shook his head. In order to prove that he was not lying, he took out another Emperor-level spiritual medicine from the storage space and opened his mouth to eat it. Then, he performed a few advanced healing techniques on himself.
Color finally returned to his pale face, and his stooped body gradually straightened. However, the tiredness in his eyes and his weak breathing could not hide the exhaustion in Yang Fan's body and mind.
At this time, Yang Fan looked at the cute disciples in front of him lovingly and comforted them.
"Don't forget, I am the best doctor in the Federation. My recovery ability is top-notch. This little thing in front of me is not difficult for me!"
"Master!"
"Master … Boohoo …"
Once again, all the disciples were moved by Yang Fan's forced smile and pretended to be strong, and most of them were unable to restrain their emotions and started tearing up.
Even the older disciples, such as An Sheng, Ling Tian, Sang Duoduo, Tian Feiyao, and Mu Qianqian, were all moved, and their hearts were surging.
"Ding! Your disciple Cui Hongyi is excited and grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and his loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. The sect's centripetal force has increased by 20. The sect's centripetal force has reached 100. The disciples are loyal, and there is hope for the sect to prosper! "
"Ding! Your disciple Shen Jingjing is excited and grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and her loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. The sect's centripetal force has increased by 20. "
"Ding! Your disciple Mu Qianqian is excited and grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased, and her loyalty to the sect has greatly increased … "
The sect's experience was like rain, washing over Yang Fan in waves.
More than half of the sect's centripetal force had reached a state of perfection, far exceeding Yang Fan's previous expectations.
Yang Fan was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.
"Sure enough, compared to methods such as enlightenment and rewards, being emotional is the best way to farm sect experience!"
"If there is a chance in the future, I have to do it a few more times!"
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