Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

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Wang Zhan ignored the system notification sound in his head, he glanced at the battle between Wu Zhao and Long Yao, and found that the two were fighting back and forth.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhan still planned to destroy the other two peak Zhan Zun first, and then deal with Long Yao.

Below the peak of Zhan Zun, it is worth 5,000 summoning points; at the peak of Zhan Zun, it is worth 10,000 summoning points, which is exactly double the difference. Even if he has more than 60,000 summoning points on him now, he doesn't want to let it go.

boom!

Wang Zhan's figure swayed, and he appeared behind a Zhan Zun peak monster, and he punched it out directly. The powerful fluctuation of power made the space behind that monster directly distorted.

Feeling the terrifying power coming from behind, the demon's face changed, and without thinking, he turned around and punched out, the fist wrapped in pitch-black scales shone brightly.

If the king fights with a sword, he is still a little bit afraid, but when his body collides, as a monster, how can he be stage fright?

Wang Zhan's strength is indeed extraordinary, far surpassing him, but his cultivation is only the same as his. The human body has always been weak, far inferior to the demon.

"Crack!"

The two fists collided fiercely, and the face of the monster turned aside for a moment, and it twisted directly, and a sound of bone shattering resounded.

The powerful force lifted the demon flying away, and his body flew out like a meteor, and his fists even cracked one after another, and strands of blood dripped into the void.

Wang Zhan glanced at the monster indifferently, and shook his numb arm. As expected of a monster, his physical body is really strong. If he hadn't used the fist of the sky to collide with his physical body, he might not be able to do anything to win this monster. demon.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the Blood-devouring Demon Sword appeared in his hand, and within a few shakes, he appeared in front of the startled monster. He held the Demon Sword high above his head, and slashed it down.

The monster who was injured by Wang Zhan's punch just now, saw the sword, his eyes were frightened, and he hurriedly mobilized his strength to resist.

"Boom!"

A deafening bang exploded, Wang Zhan's sword cut the monster in half without exception, and he died without even a scream!

The body of the demon fell down with a bang and hit the ground, causing the whole ground to shake, and black blood flowed out.

Wang Zhan turned around indifferently, and Di Rong besieged and killed the last monster at the peak of Zhan Zun. In less than a quarter of an hour, that monster also died tragically on the spot.

Di Rong, who was standing beside Wang Zhan, looked at Wang Zhan as if he was looking at a monster. He didn't expect that this fellow Taoist whom he met by accident could hide so deeply!

With the cultivation base of Zhan Zun at the peak, he cut off the arm of a middle-stage monster with a single sword, killing monsters and Zhan Zun like a pig butcher. It happened to the old man.

"That's the emperor Wu Zhao, the world's proudest son of the empire!"

Standing beside Wang Zhan, watching the fierce battle in the distance, Di Rong said.

Wang Zhan's eyes flickered slightly, he nodded, and then he said in a concentrated voice: "I want to break the holy realm, I will use the corpses of these Zhanzun monsters first, and I will kill them later, I will give you to help you break the holy realm!"

Only those who step into the holy realm can be regarded as the real strong, and if they want to break through the holy realm, they need to go through the holy thunder tribulation.

Although Wang Zhan has the confidence to break through the holy thunder tribulation, he should be more cautious and absorb more blood, it's okay. The battle between Wu Zhao and Long Yao, a man and a monster, can't be over in a short time. This period of time is enough Let him break into the holy realm!

"Are you sure?"

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Di Rong's face was serious, and he asked in a deep voice, he didn't care about the corpses of those Zhan Zhan monsters, what he cared about was Wang Zhan, and entering the Holy Lightning Tribulation is not a trivial matter, there is no surety, it is very difficult to force a breakthrough There is a high probability of failure, and if you want to be promoted again later, it will not be so easy!

With Wang Zhan's aptitude, he will definitely become the pillar of the Great Yan Empire in the future. Di Rong doesn't want Wang Zhan to be negligent and ruin the foundation!

"Ninety percent!"

Wang Zhan kept a hand,

Didn't say 100% directly.

"Okay, I'll get rid of those war emperor monsters!"

Di Rong took a deep look at Wang Zhan, nodded, and said directly.

He didn't dare to stand beside Wang Zhan. With his cultivation base, once he stood beside Wang Zhan, he would definitely be affected when Wang Zhan was triggered into the Holy Lightning Tribulation.

He, who has been walking underground all year round, has an innate fear of the thunder disaster, and he is not very sure. He still dare not cross into the holy thunder disaster easily!

Wang Zhan sat cross-legged on the spot, stretched out his hands, and as his power flowed, he drew the blood energy from the eight Zhan Zhan monster corpses in front of him, and pulled them into his body for him to absorb!

The huge blood energy seemed to form a blood cocoon, wrapping Wang Zhan's whole body!

Wisps of blood energy, like silk threads, were transferred into Wang Zhan's body, and were assimilated and fused by Wang Zhan's own blood energy. The already strong blood energy became even more majestic.

The blood energy of the corpses of the eight Zhanzun monsters was absorbed by Wang Zhan crazily. In less than a quarter of an hour, the corpses of the eight Zhanzun monsters were fried at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into mummified corpses.

The majestic blood energy made Wang Zhan almost unable to bear the desire to raise his head to the sky and scream, a bloody light flashed across his eyes, he stood up, glanced at Long Yao in the distance, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"System, spend 50,000 summoning points to improve Guo Jing's proficiency!"

Now he has more than 80,000 summoning points on his body. After spending 50,000 summoning points to raise Guo Jing's proficiency to full value, he can summon Yuanling again. Perhaps, after he kills Long Yao, the great sage, in the middle stage, he will be able to summon Yuanling again. Can be summoned again.

At that time, he will be able to possess four source spirits. Although the number of source spirits possessed by normal people is not yet reached, the increase to him is not as simple as one plus one!

"Roar!"

Just when Wang Zhan improved Guo Jing's proficiency, Long Yao, who couldn't win Wu Zhao for a long time, was completely enraged, raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar, and directly transformed into his own body!

A hundred-meter-long black flood dragon suddenly appeared, and the huge coercion pervaded from the dragon's body, shaking the whole world. It's a pity that the only remaining dragon claw made him look a bit nondescript and majestic. dropped a lot.

Thinking of this, the anger in Long Yao's heart became stronger, and a pair of scarlet eyes bigger than lanterns flashed with an astonishing killing intent. The human ant that lost his arm!

"Congratulations to the host, spending 50,000 summoning points to raise Guo Jing's proficiency to 100%!"

"Guo Jing's proficiency has increased by 100%, unlocking Guo Jingyuan's skills: Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Yin Manuals, Beidou Tiangang Formation Palm, Flick of the Fingers!"

"Congratulations to the host for getting a chance to summon the source spirit!"

At the same time, the cold voice of the system also sounded in Wang Zhan's mind!