Invincible Bloodline

Time flies like water, and the day of the battle with the Tianwu Holy Palace finally arrived.

Lingwu Holy Palace, Lingwu Holy Palace.

The Lord of Lingwu and the Lord of the Elders, the Madonna of Red Lotus, sit high. Not only that, but on the left and right sides of the two of them, there are two seats on each side. Not at all under the Holy Lord of Lingwu and the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus.

Grand elders, these four people are all grand elders of Lingwu Sacred Palace, the previous generations of Lingwu Sacred Masters.

The next battle is related to the ownership of one side of the great world, and the high-level officials of Lingwu Sacred Palace cannot afford to ignore it.

And below the six of them, there is a senior elder in the half-step saint realm.

There are so many, fifty-four on the left and right sides, as far back as the battle between Yang Fan and the first young master Haogan more than half a month ago.

In addition, there are five seats between Holy Master Lingwu and other senior elders.

One of them, dressed in a blue gown, was surrounded by sword energy, like a peerless divine sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, who could it be if it wasn't the number one young master Hao Gan.

The other four were also young men in their thirties, all of them looked arrogant, as if they were born superior to others.

And each of them is not weak in momentum, even slightly inferior to the number one young master Hao Gan.

These four people are none other than the other four young masters of Lingwu Sacred Palace.

But at this moment, there is an indescribably oppressive atmosphere in the huge Lingwu Temple.

"Lansheng, is there no whereabouts of Yang Fan yet?" The Holy Mother of the Red Lotus opened her lips, and said with some concern, that day Wu Shengzi was about to arrive, but Yang Fan was still missing. They can't fight?

Hey, this Heavenly Hell Artifact Spirit is also true, this is a major matter related to the belonging of one big world.

How can you be so capricious! ! !

"Hey, I have searched all the teleportation points around the holy palace, but there is still no whereabouts of Yang Fan." The Holy Master Lingwu said helplessly, "I don't know where the heavenly hell sent him to."

It's not that he hasn't asked the Heavenly Hell Tool Spirit, but the Heavenly Hell Tool Spirit didn't talk to him except that he sent Yang Fan out of the Heavenly Hell.

There is a backstage, that's how willful it is.

Heavenly Prison is not only a rare high-level holy artifact in Lingwu Sacred Palace, but its master, the Punishment Saint, is also one of the only three high-level saints in the Holy Palace, and is the real pillar of Lingwu Sacred Palace.

Heavenly Prison Qi Ling didn't want to deal with Holy Master Lingwu, and Holy Master Lingwu had no choice but to send more manpower to search for Yang Fan's whereabouts.

"The Qingyuan elder can delay Tianwu Shengzi for half an hour at most. What should I do? Is Haogan really going to fight?" The Qingyuan elder is not only responsible for leading the way for Tianwu Shengzi and the others, but also shoulders the important mission of delaying time.

However, the distance between Lingwu Temple and the central mountain range is only so small, no matter how much it is delayed, it will not last long.

"Hey! I can only take one step and watch one step. If Yang Fan doesn't show up by then, I can only let Haogan play." The unspeakable depression of the Holy Master Lingwu, the sure thing, turned out to be a success Such a field is also depressing enough.

Yang Fan, Yang Fan, you are too serious, it is enough to suppress dozens of half-step saints, why are you so greedy.

And the spirit of the weapon, even if you want to lose your temper and play with your temper, you can still score occasions and share time. It's so good now, the cooked duck just flies like this.

I'm also to blame, why did I agree to Yang Fan's request, if he could refuse at that time and let him go to retreat in Shaozhu Peak honestly, why would there be such troubles.

"As of now, that's the only way to go."

It is a matter of belonging to one side of the great world, even if they know that the first young master Hao Gan is not the opponent of Wu Shengzi that day, they still have to fight.

A big world, even if it is only the most basic big world, has enough resources to support the cultivation needs of several saints and supreme beings.

Completely occupying the Heavenly Spirit World, it is impossible to say that they can add a few saints to their Lingwu Holy Palace again.

For a world master like Lingwu Sacred Palace, the one who can really increase the Sacred Palace's heritage is the Supreme Saint. Other powerful people, even the most powerful half-step saints, have very limited effects in real battles.

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Time passed by every minute and every second, and soon half an hour passed.

In the huge Lingwu Temple, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Be it Holy Master Lingwu or other senior elders, their hearts sank to the bottom.

Could it be that after working so hard for so long, the Heavenly Spirit World still cannot be owned by my Lingwu Sacred Palace?

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

"Push!", "Push!", "Push!"......

The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the hall.

"Has the time finally come yet?" Holy Master Lingwu and Our Lady of Red Lotus looked at each other with a wry smile, what was supposed to come, finally came.

The eyes of the two of them were full of deep unwillingness. They should be the ones who won this battle. With the monster Yang Fan around, even if the Wu Shengzi's combat power had surpassed the average half-step saint in the middle stage that day, There will never be any storms.

No way! God's will is like a knife, really God's will is like a knife! ! !

between breaths.

Under the leadership of the elders of Qingyuan, the son of Tianwu, surrounded by a group of powerful people from Tianwu's holy palace, slowly stepped into the Lingwu Temple.

Of course, it is impossible for all the powerhouses of the Tianwu Holy Palace to arrive at the Lingwu Temple. Most of the powerhouses of the Tianwu Holy Palace have been arranged by the Qingyuan elders in other places. A strong man from Wusheng Palace.

But all of them are the top powerhouses of Tianwu Sacred Palace, and the last one is the peak ancestor witch, that is, the peak half-step saint, and there are even four invincible ancestor witches comparable to grand elders.

It has to be said that Tianwu Sacred Palace really attaches great importance to Tianwu Shengzi.

This ostentation, even the presence of the current Heavenly Witch Lord in person, is nothing more than that.

"Wu Tianxing has met the Holy Master Lingwu."

The Son of Heavenly Witch bent slightly, and bowed to the Holy Lord of Lingwu.

"Please sit down."

The Son of the Heavenly Witch took his seat, and the other sixteen top powerhouses of the Holy Palace of the Heavenly Witch, except for the four invincible ancestor witches who sat behind the Holy Son of the Heavenly Witch, the other 12 peak ancestor witches stood quietly beside them. behind, like a guard.

"Holy Lord Lingwu, I wonder which disciple of the Holy Palace of Lingwu will fight Tianxing next?" The Holy Son of Tianwu directly cut to the chase, and while speaking, his eyes were on Haogan and other five young masters, unconsciously , there was already a bit of an unconcealable smile on his face.

Although these young masters of the Lingwu Sacred Palace are all outstanding people in the world, the top bewitching Tianjiao in a big world, even if they are placed in their Tianwu Sacred Palace, they can be regarded as leaders of the younger generation, but For him, it is weaker.

He has the confidence to beat them easily, without even needing a match.

It seems that after today, there will be another big world under my Tianwu Sacred Palace.

"this.........."

A flash of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master Lingwu. It is better to be famous than to meet him. The strength of the Tianwu Shengzi is even higher than they imagined. With the cultivation strength of the five of Haogan and the others, if they really fought against one of them, they would be giving away food, and there was no chance of winning.

And this is not a peer competition, let's stop there.

Given the relationship between the Tianwu Sacred Palace and their Lingwu Sacred Palace, once a war broke out, the Tianwu Shengzi was likely to directly kill the killer.

Whether it is Haogan or the other four young masters, they will at least be a peak half-step saint in the future, so it is a pity to die so young at the hands of the son of the heavenly witch.

Yang Fan, Yang Fan, where are you?

"Holy Lord Lingwu, you haven't decided on a candidate yet, or else, just let the five young masters take action together." The Holy Son of Tianwu chuckled, and in his eyes, Chi Guoguo Contempt, a group of ants who don't even have the combat power of the ancestral witch, no matter how many there are, he doesn't pay attention to them.

"Damn it! This junior is so rampant."

"If His Royal Highness Yang Fan is here, how can he be so rampant?"

"His grandma's, there is really no tiger or monkey in the mountains called the king."

.........

All the elders glared at each other, deceiving people too much, this junior is really deceiving people too much.

"Damn junior."

A glint of sullenness flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master Lingwu, this junior is totally provoking trouble.

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

Turning his gaze, he looked down at Haogan and said, "Haogan, go down and fight this Heavenly Wu Shengzi."

Although the Tianwu Shengzi said to let the five young masters take action together, the Lingwu Holy Master can't really do this, otherwise, this face will be embarrassing.

At the end, Lord Lingwu also added, "If you can't do anything, just admit defeat, lest you lose your life in vain." Of course, these words were secretly transmitted to Hao Qian, knowing that he would definitely lose, it is better not to take the first place. The young master Hao died.

"Yes, Holy Master."

Hao Qian felt uneasy, without the slightest confidence, from the Tianwu Shengzi, he had the feeling of facing Yang Fan directly, but at this moment, he had to bite the bullet.

If you don't fight for steamed buns, you won't lose face of Lingwu Sacred Palace.

Even if you want to lose, you have to lose with backbone.

But at this moment......

A loud and clear voice came from outside the hall, "Holy Master, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, this battle should be left to the disciples!!!"

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: It's a thousand chapters, it's not easy to say, if you are weak, ask for support, there are no flowers, no rewards.