Invincible Bloodline

Hell, sixty-sixth floor, in a desert world.

"Rumble..."

A Five Elements World with a diameter of more than a million miles fell from the sky and hit a gray-yellow giant scorpion that stretched for thousands of miles, sucking it into the Five Elements World.

next moment..........

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"..........

The Five Elements World is radiant and begins to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, millions of miles......one hundred thousand miles......thousands of miles...thousands of miles... ......one hundred miles......ten li......one li......one hundred meters......

After half a cup of tea.

A five-color crystal bead the size of an egg appeared in Yang Fan's palm again.

"One hundred and thirty-seven..." Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and his voice was filled with unspeakable excitement. One hundred and thirty-seven, a total of one hundred and thirty-seven half-step saints. , this was simply unimaginable before. If it were in the outside world, let alone one hundred and thirty-seven half-step saints in three days, it would not be possible to suppress so many in three months, three years, or even thirty years. Half step saint.

The Half-Step Saint, no matter which force he is in, is the top ancestor boss. The divine dragon can never be seen, and its whereabouts are unpredictable. It is not something you can just see if you want to.

There is no shortage of half-step saints in the Lingwu Holy Palace, but Yang Fan can't be so mad as to suppress them.

Blessed place, this heavenly hell is definitely my blessed place.

I should have come to this Heavenly Hell earlier, maybe I have already surpassed the Holy Lord of Lingwu at this time.

Of course, Yang Fan just thought about it, not to mention that he was not qualified to enter this heavenly prison more than ten years ago. Even if he could be allowed to enter under the exception, it was not certain who would suppress whom.

You must know that in the Heavenly Prison, there were only seven-star high-level quasi-sages. With Yang Fan's cultivation strength at that time, even if he tried his best, he could barely suppress some six-star quasi-sages. It was just luck that the saint's men escaped with their lives.

He shook his head to eliminate the distracting thoughts in his mind.

next moment...........

Yang Fan turned his gaze, his eyes flashed with light, as if he could see through the crystal wall of the plane at once and see through everything.

"The next one is you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fan's body moved, trying to tear apart the space.

at this time..........

"Rumble..."

A terrifying and invincible power suddenly enveloped Yang Fan's whole body. Yang Fan had no time to react, and he had no strength to resist at all. He was thrown out of the hell like a puppet on strings.

Vaguely, Yang Fan seemed to hear a voice ringing in his ears, "Go away, kid, you are not welcome here..."

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After one breath.

Yang Fan just managed to stabilize his figure and found that he was no longer in the Heavenly Prison, and even the shadow of the Heavenly Prison could not be seen.

"This Heavenly Hell Weapon Spirit is really stingy. Didn't he just suppress a hundred half-step saints? There is no need to be so angry..." Yang Fan shook his head lightly and muttered. After a moment of thought, he knew who had thrown him out of the Heavenly Hell. In the entire Heavenly Hell, who else could have the ability to do all this except the Lord of the Heavenly Hell, the Instrument Spirit? Have that ability.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Prison Artifact Spirit didn't understand Yang Fan's words, otherwise he would have exploded in anger. His grandma's, you said, it's easy, isn't he just a half-step saint from Bai Laizun? You have to know that the entire 66th floor of Heavenly Prison, That is to say, two hundred and sixty-five half-step early saints were suppressed. Even in the heavenly prison, all the half-step saints together could only be counted as more than a thousand.

You suppressed more than one level at once, and you are still not satisfied. Why, you still want to pack up all the half-step saints and take them away?

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"call.........."

After exhaling a sigh of relief, Yang Fan stopped complaining too much. This time, overall, he still made a profit, and he made a lot of money.

If one hundred and thirty-seven half-step saints can be devoured and refined, not only will one's own cultivation level be greatly increased, but one's own Ten Thousand Beast Holy Body will also be able to truly reach the limit of the realm of Dacheng, and even move toward Dzogchen. A big step forward.

By then, his combat power will surely improve by leaps and bounds. It's hard to say for Holy Lord Lingwu, but for ordinary great elders, he should not lose the power to fight.

As the master of the Lingwu Holy Palace, the Holy Lord of Lingwu holds the Holy Staff of Lingwu. Among the many great elders of the Lingwu Holy Palace, few can be his opponent when fighting alone.

Of course, it's not that his cultivation is too terrifying. After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, he has come from behind and surpassed many great elders. It's all because of the Holy Master of Spiritual Martial Arts in his hands.

As the symbol of the Holy Lord of the Lingwu Holy Palace and the symbol of power, the Holy Rod of Lingwu is not as simple as an ordinary low-level holy weapon. It is not much worse than the high-level holy weapon of Heavenly Prison. With the Holy Rod of Lingwu, The power of the staff, even the ordinary saint supreme, must be wary of Lingwu Holy Master.

next moment..........

Yang Fan looked around carefully, and a strange smile appeared on his face. This heavenly prison weapon spirit was really ruthless, and it was almost beyond the scope of the Lingwu Holy Palace.

"It's less than twelve days until the battle with the Holy Son of Witchcraft that day. Isn't this weapon spirit afraid that I won't be able to get back in time?"

As the master of the Lingwu World, the Lingwu Holy Palace occupies the center of the Lingwu Continent and is also the most fertile land. Its area is no less than the sum of the ten top-level middle worlds. Without the help of the teleportation formation, it is impossible to From the border of the Holy Palace to the center of the Holy Palace, even a half-step saint would have to fly for more than half a month, or even longer.

Just now, Yang Fan released his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, but he did not find the shadow of a teleportation array. It was clear that in order to vent his dissatisfaction, the Heavenly Prison Artifact Spirit wanted to suffer some pain for himself and did not want to easily return to the center of the Holy Palace. area.

Otherwise, with the power of the Heavenly Prison Artifact Spirit, it would be easy to teleport oneself directly to the Sixth Young Master Peak.

"Are you just going to fly back like this?"

Just with this thought, Yang Fan was immediately strangled in the cradle by Yang Fan. Even with his strength, if he wanted to fly back to the center of Lingwu Holy Palace in just twelve days, he would have to be exhausted.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Yang Fan's mind, and he thought of something.

"Fortunately I have this."

As he spoke, a bright silver, palm-sized silver boat appeared in Yang Fan's hands.

In an instant, the silver boat grew directly into the wind and expanded to a size of a hundred feet.

The Tianzhou Yinguang, one of the great gifts he received, is the top-level Tianzhou after the holy boats of the saints. It is more than a hundred times faster than Yang Fan's previous car, the Fengyun.

Even with Yang Fan's current level of cultivation, it would be difficult to match the Silver Light without using some special means to increase his speed.

...........

"boom.........."

With a movement of his body, Yang Fan dodged and boarded the Silver Light.

next moment..........

After sending a message to the main controller of the Silver Light to turn around the Sixth Young Master Peak.

Yang Fan stopped caring about anything else and went into seclusion to make final preparations.

...........

After counting the interest.

"Rumble..."

A white light flashed, and an early stage half-step saint human warrior appeared in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan was ready to break through his own cultivation first.

Although the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Beasts is still only one step away from the ultimate realm of Dacheng, compared with the breakthrough in cultivation, it requires much more life source power. Can it be achieved in less than twelve days? Yang Fan was not too sure about a successful breakthrough.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, a swallowing black hole appeared out of thin air and swallowed the early half-step saint inside.

In an instant, endless devouring power burst out, wildly devouring the life source power of the half-step saint.

Yang Fan's cultivation level began to slowly improve at a stable speed.

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Five days later.

Nearly half of the life source power in the half-step saint's body has been depleted, and his cultivation is almost on the verge of falling to the level of a half-step saint.

Yang Fan's cultivation level has successfully climbed to the limit of the Half-Step Great Sage, and he is only one step away from attaining the Eight-Star Great Sage.

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Soon, another three days passed.

That half-step saint has truly fallen into the status of Holy Lord, and even his position as Holy Lord is somewhat unsafe.

at this time...........

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"..........

Yang Fan's body shook, and his whole body's momentum exploded like a landslide and tsunami, doubling in volume.

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