Chapter 399: Suppressing more than a hundred first-level saints

Chapter 399 Suppressing More Than One-Level Saints

"Ding! The host has cultivated a trace of holy energy, and the cultivation effect is returned ten thousand times. The host has obtained ten thousand strands of holy energy!"

When Yang Feng refined a trace of holy energy, a crisp reminder sounded in his ears.

Then, ten thousand strands of holy energy appeared in Yang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, causing the holy energy in his sea of ​​consciousness to surge.

"The effect of practicing in the first-level holy vein is good. In just a quarter of an hour, a trace of holy energy is refined, which is more than ten times faster than the previous practice speed!"

"With the current practice speed, with the help of the ten thousand times return system, it can be promoted to the second-level saint in at most three months!"

"If it is other cultivators who have just entered the saint realm, they need to practice for at least 25 years, or even more time, to be promoted to the second-level saint!"

"However, the life span of a first-level saint is as long as 10,000 years. For many first-level saints, practicing to the second-level saint realm in 25 years is already very fast!"

"This is also the reason why the holy vein has a strong attraction to saints."

"No Saint veins, it is extremely difficult for a first-level saint to be promoted to a second-level saint, and there is only one in ten thousand! "

"With a saint vein, a first-level saint can easily cultivate to a second-level saint in two or three years!"

"Therefore, a powerful force with many saint veins has no shortage of strong people!"

"A saint without a saint vein wants to snatch the saint veins of a powerful force, which is simply seeking death.

Therefore, a saint without a saint vein can rely on luck to find some ownerless saint veins.

Or break his head, accept various harsh conditions, join the big force, and get the opportunity to cultivate in the saint vein! "

Feeling his own cultivation speed, and then feeling the surge of saint power in the sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Feng muttered softly.

After a mutter, Yang Feng turned off the system prompt sound and focused on cultivation.

When Yang Feng was cultivating, the Wang clan tribe fell apart and fought endlessly because of the death of a first-level saint and the suppression and enslavement of a large number of divine masters by Yang Feng.

The changes in the Wang clan tribe immediately attracted the attention of nearby forces.

Soon, the forces near the Wang clan tribe discovered the reason for the disintegration of the Wang clan tribe.

After that, the first-level saint leaders of these forces turned their attention to the first-level saint veins.

However, after investigation, the first-level saint leaders of these forces were surprised to find that Yang Feng had easily killed two first-level saints.

This made the first-level saint leaders of these forces raise their vigilance and secretly evaluate.

Finally, after communicating with each other, the leaders of the first-level saint realm of these forces took the initiative to contact the first-level saints nearby, forming a first-level saint team of 100 people, preparing to force Yang Feng to give up the first-level saint vein for everyone to share.

One month later, after reaching a unanimous agreement, a first-level saint team of 100 people set out immediately, rushing to the place where the first-level saint vein was located with high momentum.

The gap between the first-level saint and the second-level saint is not big. A second-level saint can kill dozens of first-level saints at most, and it is difficult to kill more than one first-level saint.

If one fails, a second-level saint will be surrounded and killed by more than one first-level saint.

The gap between first-level saints is even greater. Being able to kill two or three saints of the same level at the same time is already considered to be superior in combat.

It is even more difficult for a first-level saint to kill more than one first-level saint, almost impossible!

These more than one first-level saints did not believe that Yang Feng could kill them.

Therefore, this made all the more than one first-level saints full of confidence, with a smile of victory on their faces.

Soon, more than one first-level saints came to the vicinity of the first-level holy vein and found the Wang family's divine lord cultivators scattered near the first-level holy vein.

However, these more than one first-level saints did not come out to kill those divine lord cultivators, but shouted in unison: "Yang Feng, come out!"

While shouting in unison, more than one first-level saints released the saintly aura on their bodies and covered the depths of the first-level holy vein.

"One hundred and three first-order saints, are you here to die?"

Hearing the shouts of more than one first-order saints, and sensing their saintly aura, Yang Feng opened his tightly closed eyes, frowned slightly, and whispered softly.

While whispering, Yang Feng moved, flew into the air, turned into a stream of light, and headed straight for the direction of the more than one first-order saints.

"It's Yang Feng, what do you want to see you for?"

Stopped more than a meter away from the more than one first-order saints, Yang Feng asked with a calm face.

"Yang Feng, you are not qualified to enjoy the first-level holy vein alone. You should take out the first-level holy vein and let us share it together!"

"If you know what's good for you, we can let you continue to practice in the first-level holy vein!"

"If you don't know what's good for you, then we will come out and kill you!"

Looking at Yang Feng, who looked calm, a cultivator at the peak of the first-level saint realm came out and threatened loudly with a murderous look on his face.

When the peak first-level saint cultivator spoke, the other first-level saints all thought about it, took out the first-level holy weapons on their bodies, and mobilized the holy spirit in their bodies, ready to come out at any time to surround and kill Yang Feng.

"Want to kill me? You don't have that ability yet!"

After hearing the words of the peak first-level saint cultivator and seeing the actions of the other first-level saints, Yang Feng said with a murderous look on his face.

As he spoke, Yang Feng thought, and the terrifying soul came out of his body, condensed into soul talismans, and flew towards the remaining first-level saints.

Soon, more than a dozen soul talismans entered their minds before more than a dozen first-level saints could react, merging with their holy souls to control their life and death.

"My subordinate Zhao 꿂tian has met the Lord and swears allegiance to the Lord to the death!"

"My subordinate Wang Dakun has met the Lord and swears allegiance to the Lord to the death!"

"My subordinate Sun Mei has met the Lord and swears loyalty to the Lord to the death!"

",,,,"

At this time, the remaining first-level saints put away their first-level holy weapons, knelt on the ground, and pledged their allegiance to Yang Feng.

Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Feng's mouth, and he said in a calm tone: "You have released news to the outside world that we have reached an agreement to share this first-order holy vein!"

"After that, you can choose a location and practice on your own!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Yu Ming, a first-level saint, was overjoyed and immediately responded loudly.

After saying that, the first-level saint began to send messages to those who stayed in his hometown.

After that, the remaining first-level saints quickly dispersed, each found a seat, sat cross-legged, and started practicing silently.

땤Yang Feng also returned to his original position, continued to sit cross-legged, and practiced silently.