Invincible Bloodline

Lingwu Sacred Palace, the sixth young master peak, in a grand hall.

The elder Ku Yuan had already retreated, and only Yang Fan was left.

Although he got the general situation of the foreign land from the mouth of the elder Ku Yuan, Yang Fan did not leave for the foreign land.

It was the old enemy of the human race - the old lair of the foreign race. Even if he had another support in his hands, if he was not fully prepared and rushed in hastily, if he was not careful, he would be dead.

He can not be afraid of ordinary half-step saints, but he can't ignore those old monsters that have survived from ancient times.

Even if a pig has lived for tens of billions of years, it will surely become an unrivaled god pig, not to mention those powerful alien races whose bodies are either divine beasts or descendants of holy beasts.

Billions of years have passed, and at this moment, even if they have not reached the limit of half-step saints, I am afraid that they will not be much worse. The combat power of each of them is definitely not inferior to the great veterans such as Ku Yuan, and it is definitely not matchable by Yang Fan at this time.

If he had another sacred artifact in his hand, he might not even be able to escape.

And as a tyrannical force that was able to stand against the human race in ancient times, the alien race was absolutely strong, and the number of holy artifacts was definitely not a minority.

Legend has it that at the peak of the alien race, there were thirty-six supreme saints, including one high-ranking saint. Compared with the Tianwu Holy Palace, it was just a notch lower.

Confidence and conceit are two completely different concepts. Yang Fan is confident, but never conceited.

"Boom..."

In the blink of an eye, a golden light cut through the void, and a half-step saint appeared in front of Yang Fan.

Before going to that foreign land, Yang Fan was going to improve his cultivation as much as possible, at least to completely refine the 135 half-step saints who were banned in the Sumeru space, not only that, but also the The three holy artifacts of the Tianwu clan, the red gold Demon God's Hammer is fine, but the Killing God Knife and the Star God's Shield have to be initially refined.

At that time, with the power of the two holy artifacts, even those old monsters who survived from ancient times, he will not lose the power to fight.

At least if you can't beat it, you can also run away.

between breaths.

"Boom..."

A devouring black hole suddenly appeared, collided with the half-step saint's body, and swallowed him inside.

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

Endless devouring power erupted, crazily devouring the life force of the half-step saint.

.........

Six hours later.

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

The early stage half-step saint exploded and was completely reduced to fly ash.

Although the power of a layer of life origin of the Son of Heavenly Witch did not allow Yang Fan to make a breakthrough in his cultivation, the powerful bloodline of the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch made Yang Fan no less than devour a top-level third-rank saint like Haogan.

It directly made Yang Fan's own bloodline promoted to the second-rank holy vein, and even among many second-rank holy veins, he can be called top-notch.

It almost doubled his already terrifying devouring speed.

.........

five days later.

"Boom..."

With the death of the tenth half-step saint, Yang Fan's cultivation finally broke through a small realm again, reaching the middle stage of the eight-star saint.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders in the hall, otherwise I would have been so frightened that I would have passed away.

Ten, that's a total of ten half-step saints, no, counting the half-step saint that Yang Fan swallowed before, there should be eleven.

And the vastness of the life source power of each half-step saint is more than tens of millions of times that of an eight-star saint.

If it were someone else, as long as they could refine a half-step saint, even if they couldn't immediately break through the half-step saint realm, a holy master would definitely not be able to run away, and he was still the top holy master powerhouse, but Yang Fan was lucky enough to devour it He defeated eleven half-step saints, but only allowed him to break through a small realm.

This accumulation is totally frightening to death! ! !

This is just a breakthrough in a small realm, so how terrifying would a breakthrough in a large realm be.

One hundred, or two hundred half-step saints, or more?

And above the nine-star great sage, there is still a half-step holy master, a holy master, and a half-step saint three realms, and only after that can he prove the way and become a saint.

On the long road to enlightenment, I don't know how many half-step saints I have to swallow.

One hundred thousand, or one million?

It's creepy to think about.

In other words, in the entire Lingwu Great World, if all the half-step saints are put together, there might not even be 10,000 half-step saints.

It's really a long way to go! ! !

.........

Soon, another twelve days passed.

The thirty-fourth and the last half-step saint was completely wiped out. In the heavenly prison, most of the alien races and beasts in the starry sky, but the human race only accounted for a small part.

But at this time, Yang Fan's cultivation was only able to break through to the late stage of the eight-star great sage.

It is also a sin to have too deep a foundation! ! !

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

"Boom..."

A blue light flashed away, and a long hornless green dragon appeared in front of Yang Fan. It was the ancestor Qingqiu that Yang Fan suppressed first in the Heavenly Prison.

.........

ten days later.

The fifth half-step holy beast - Hell Demon Scorpion was completely reduced to ashes.

Also in the half-step holy realm, the power of the human race is more than twice as weak as these half-step holy beasts.

.........

Yang Fan retreated for two months.

One hundred and thirty-five half-step saints, in addition to thirty-four half-step saints, nineteen half-step holy beasts were missing, and nearly half of the twenty half-step holy beasts were swallowed by Yang Fan.

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

"Boom..."

The momentum of Yang Fan's whole body skyrocketed crazily, rising steadily.

The power of a pure meat shell is like a landslide and tsunami, and soon broke through a half-sage power. The flesh shell alone can fight a half-step saint. Moreover, that power is still multiplying. The Power of the Half-Saints.......The Power of the Four Paths and the Half-Saints....The Power of the Eight Paths and the Half-Saints....The Power of the Sixteen Paths and Half-Saints The power of the thirty-two semi-sacred powers......

Breaking through, devouring nearly twenty half-step holy beasts, Yang Fan's Myriad Beast Saint Body has finally truly stepped into the limit of Dacheng, and it is only one step away from the realm of Dzogchen.

It's just that this step is as difficult as climbing the sky.

The holy body of all beasts, the word "sacred body" is not a casual word. Once entering the realm of Dzogchen, Yang Fan's physical body will truly transform into a holy body that can only be possessed by the supreme saint.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the body is holy. At that time, with the strength of the flesh shell alone, Yang Fan will be able to kill ordinary saints.

.........

half year later.

One hundred and one half-step holy beasts were devoured and refined by Yang Fan.

However, his Myriad Beast Saint Physique has not made much progress. If he wants to be truly Dzogchen, he still does not know how many half-step holy beasts he has to swallow. It is simply a bottomless pit.

Coupled with the breakthrough in cultivation, the half-step saint needed, hiss... Yang Fan didn't dare to think about it.

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

Breathing out a turbid breath, the light of the knife in Yang Fan's hand flashed, and the god-killing knife obtained from the powerful Tianwu appeared in his hand.

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

"Boom..."

Compared with many peak half-step saints, he was not inferior, and even surpassed, the power of the holy soul burst out all of a sudden, and violently crushed towards the god-killing knife.

"Om...... Om...... Om......"

The God-killing Knife vibrated violently and resisted crazily. However, without the master's envoy, even if he is the Lord of the Holy Artifact, he could barely suppress some late-stage saints. If it was half a year ago, there would be no possibility of resistance. Unfortunately, today Time is different from the past, Yang Fan today is more than ten times stronger than he was half a year ago.

.........

Three days later.

The God Killing Knife finally stopped vibrating, and was violently imprinted with the holy soul brand by Yang Fan.

.........

Soon, another half a year passed.

Yang Fan has preliminarily completed the sacrifice of the God-killing Knife, and can exert most of the power of the God-killing Knife, and the rest is a long time of running-in.

After storing the God-killing Knife in his body, Yang Fan took out the Star God Shield.

As always, he violently broke through the layers of protection of the Star God's Shield, and forcibly left his own holy soul brand on the Star God's Shield Spirit.

.........

Time flies, it has been three years since Yang Fan summoned the elder Ku Yuan.

The northern wasteland of Lingwu Continent.

A vast river of blood that can't be seen at a glance runs down the entire northern wilderness, like a bloody dividing line, dividing the entire northern wilderness into two and turning it into two worlds.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a black ray of light pierced through the void, and suddenly stopped in front of the vast blood river, revealing a young figure.

Looking at the blood river that stretched as far as the eye could see, the young man frowned slightly, "This is the legendary blood river of death......"

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There are still more than 20 flowers, and there are only 300 flowers. Friends who have flowers, please don't be stingy with the flowers in your hands.