Invincible Bloodline

Lingwu Holy Palace, Lingwu Holy Palace.

"Kick!", "Kick!", "Kick!"......

Under the sound of slow and steady footsteps, a black figure slowly stepped into the Lingwu Temple.

Dressed in a black long gown, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he has an extraordinary bearing, and his whole body is restrained, exuding a sense of returning to basics and innocence.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Yang Fan who was regarded as hope by the Holy Lord of Lingwu and the others.

At the critical moment, Yang Fan finally rushed over in time.

"This kid is finally here."

The heart of the Holy Master Lingwu suddenly relaxed.

In the entire Lingwu Hall, the heavy atmosphere seemed to have completely disappeared without a trace.

The eyes of the group of senior elders looking at the Son of the Tianwu suddenly changed, showing unspeakable banter.

Bastard, your days are over.

There are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to call you the king. Now that His Royal Highness Yang Fan is here, let's see how arrogant you are.

Also go up with the five young masters, you brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, who gave you the guts.

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"Strange? What's going on here?" A deep doubt flashed in the eyes of the Tianwu Shengzi, "Could it be that these old bastards think this brat can beat themselves? Are you kidding me?"

An ant who has just entered the realm of the Heavenly Witch, no matter how evil he is, it is the limit to be able to match some half-step witches. Barely have a battle with the mid-term half-step big witch.

And now, I have reached the stage of the late stage of the great witch, and my combat power is directly catching up with the strong late ancestors.

The gap in the period is completely unreasonable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is Yinghuo and Haoyue.

But the expressions of these senior elders of Lingwu Sacred Palace do not seem to be fake.

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.

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

Yang Fan didn't even look at Wu Shengzi that day, walked straight past him, and came to the Holy Master of Lingwu, "Holy Master, let this battle be left to the disciples, lest they say that our Holy Palace of Lingwu is a big bully!" Small, victory is not martial." If you are arrogant with me, Yang Fan will only be more arrogant than him.

Hearing this, the Holy Lord of Spirit Martial Arts was just about to agree, when suddenly, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice and said, "Yang Fan, have you made a breakthrough?" Just now, he was only concerned about the surprise of Yang Fan's arrival, but he didn't notice Yang Fan's cultivation.

"Eight-star sage, His Highness Yang Fan has actually broken through to the realm of the eight-star sage."

"How long has it been, what a monster!!!"

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At this time, the rest of the elders also reacted, each of them was terrified, it seemed that they had broken through again in less than twenty days, thinking about themselves, from the half-step great sage to the eight-star great Holy, the fastest one, it took thousands of years.

Hey, people are better than people, it really makes people mad! ! !

Fortunately, this monster belonged to them. If it appeared in the hostile holy palace, they might not be able to sleep well.

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"Fuck, what about this bunch of turkeys? Aren't they just half-step heavenly witches who have broken through to the realm of heavenly witches? It's not like proving the way and becoming holy." The son of heavenly witches rolled his eyes speechlessly. The old thing is too exaggerated. People who don't know it think that they have a new saint in the Lingwu Sacred Palace.

The Tianwu family is famous for its tyrannical flesh and blood. They have little knowledge of the spirit and soul. The Tianwu Shengzi can't see Yang Fan's real bone age, even less than fifty years old. Even if he is surrounded by four invincible ancestor witches, It's just that Yang Fan is very young, but the exact bone age is not clear.

Otherwise, I am afraid that it will not be much better than these veterans.

I think he is known as the strongest evildoer of the Tianwu clan, and he has been fully cultivated by the Tianwu clan since he was a child, but still, it took nearly three thousand years to break through to the realm of the Tianwu clan.

For Tian Wu, who is less than fifty years old, this is simply unimaginable.

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"I was lucky to have a breakthrough, it's nothing." Yang Fan smiled humbly. His breakthrough is really nothing to be commended. He is different from other half-step saints. The realm has already reached the Eight-Star Great Saint Realm, and has even stepped into the half-step Saint Realm. As long as the energy is in place, everything will be a matter of course.

"Okay then, Haogan will leave this battle to you, Junior Brother Yang Fan." The Holy Lord of Lingwu turned his gaze and said to Haogan who had just got up.

"Yes, Holy Master."

Hao Gan, who had no confidence at all, naturally wouldn't continue to push on, pretending to be aggressive, that would be fatal.

Even if Wu Shengzi didn't kill him that day, Lingwu Shenggong wouldn't be able to spare him then, losing a big world, don't say he's just a son of Dzogchen, even the son of a sage, he can't escape death.

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

The Holy Lord of Lingwu smiled at Yang Fan and said, "Yang Fan, go down and point out this Heavenly Witch Son, and teach him what it means to know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people!!!"

The voice is arrogant, and he doesn't pay attention to the Tianwu Shengzi at all, as if the Tianwu Shengzi is just a junior student who has just practiced martial arts, and when he is half a step into the Great Saint Realm, Yang Fan has the power to crush ordinary half-step saints in the middle stage. Now that he has stepped into the realm of the eight-star saint, his combat power will inevitably take another qualitative leap. Maybe even the average late-stage half-step saint is no longer his opponent.

Is it difficult to give advice to the Son of the Heavenly Witch?

"Is the Holy Master Lingwu really sending this kid to fight?" Although he had already expected that the Holy Lord Lingwu might send Yang Fan to fight, but when everything became a reality, the Holy Son of the Tianwu still couldn't accept it. The Great Sage at the beginning of the eight-star stage is not a holy master, let alone a half-step saint, "Or is it that the Lingwu Sacred Palace has completely given up on this gambling battle?"

But thinking about it, it's impossible, it involves the belonging of a big world, but if there is such a chance, it is impossible to give up.

But soon, the doubts in my heart were replaced by raging anger. Pointing, the Holy Lord of Lingwu actually asked this little ghost in the early stage of Tianwu to point him out. Contempt, this is completely the contempt of Chi Guoguo. Over the years, he has not suffered such a big insult.

"Good! Good! Good! Holy Master Lingwu, and that brat, you will pay the price for what you just said!!!"

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

The holy son of the Tianwu stood up from his seat with a hush, with a piercing chill all over his body, and walked towards the center of the hall with fast and fast steps.

"How dare you underestimate His Royal Highness the Son, this little human brat is looking for death."

"It's been a long time since His Highness got angry. The last time, was ten thousand years ago, that old black evil ghost was tortured by His Highness for three thousand years before he was wiped out. This junior of the human race will definitely die a miserable death."

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A cruel grin flashed across the faces of all the strong men of the Tianwu Sacred Palace, and they looked at Yang Fan as if they were looking at another dead person.

Even a small ant in the early days of the Heavenly Witch Realm dared to provoke His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, but he really didn't know how the word "death" was written.

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"Yes, Holy Master, I will definitely give him some good advice."

Yang Fan smiled lightly, turned around, and strode towards the center of the hall.

"Little ghost, talking nonsense will kill you!!!" Son of the Heavenly Witch's eyes flickered with coldness, and he said coldly.

"I don't know if talking nonsense will kill you..." Yang Fan shrugged lazily, playing with his taste, "But the people who threatened this young master are already dead. Zhang tall."

"Hehe...... Interesting! Little devil, I hope your bones are as sharp as your tongue. Later, I will smash all the bones of your whole body into pieces." The Heavenly Witch Son grinned. One sound, like the god of death from hell, is creepy.

"Is this the way you choose to die? Don't worry, this young master will definitely fulfill you!!!"

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"Boom..."

There was a flash of light in the hands of the Holy Lord of Lingwu, and the Holy Staff of Lingwu, which represented the supreme power, appeared in his hand.

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

The Holy Lord of Lingwu pointed at the center of the hall, and instantly countless divine lights descended from the sky, forming an ancient and mysterious arena in the center of the hall.

"Sharp-toothed brat, let's fight on stage!!!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Tianwu Shengzi, and he took a step forward and entered the arena.

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