Invincible Bloodline

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In the foreign ancestral land, there is a vast sea of ​​spiritual power in the sky.

The Holy Son of Shura came with great momentum and wanted to strangle Yang Fan in the cradle, lest he truly grow up and shake his status as the number one monster in the foreign land.

He never expected that Yang Fan was a peerless ferocious beast in sheep's clothing. His aura was so fierce that he had the potential to face his father, the Lord Shura.

One palm, just one palm, completely destroyed the ancestral Dharma that he had practiced for thousands of years, suppressing him in one fell swoop into the swallowing black hole.

After devouring dozens of seas of spiritual power in two years, Yang Fan's cultivation strength soared in a straight line. In his eyes, an ordinary and powerful semi-sacred warrior like the Holy Son of Shura was just a slightly stronger one. Ants.

At this moment, even if there were hundreds of peak alien ancestors appearing in the battle for the ancestral land at the same time, Yang Fan was confident that he could suppress them, at most he would have to pay some price.

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Devouring within the black hole.

"Rumble..."

The endless devouring power was like a rolling tide, devouring the Holy Son of Shura from all directions.

"Roar! Asura Shield."

"Rumble..."

A ghost-faced shield that seemed to come from the land appeared in front of Holy Son Shura. Bloody divine light spread in all directions, protecting Holy Son Shura and resisting the erosion of the devouring power.

"Holy weapon! He is worthy of being the holy son of the first holy clan, and he is actually protected by a defensive holy weapon."

Yang Fan's face condensed slightly. This Holy Son of Shura is indeed not comparable to Holy Son of Canglong. The most powerful weapon in the hands of Holy Son of Canglong is the top-level quasi-sacred weapon - Canglong's Wrath. However, it is not difficult to understand. After all, the ancestor of the Canglong clan The holy beast Canglong is just a low-level saint, and the blood river saint, the ancestor of the Shura saint clan, is the first saint of the alien race. The two are completely different concepts.

"But you think you can sit back and relax with the protection of the sacred weapon? That can only mean that you are too naive." Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, and a frightening cold light flashed through his eyes.

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

"Rumble..."

There was a strange flash of sword light.

Yang Fan suddenly had a long knife in his hand that was completely black, like the source of darkness.

This long knife is one to two meters long, and its whole body is flashing with endless strange black light, obliterating all things, as if it can destroy everything in the world.

"What? Holy weapon, you actually have a holy weapon, it's impossible, it's not true, it's not true..." Holy Son Shura stared, his voice was so hysterical, he couldn't believe it, I really can't believe it. You must know that the entire Starlight Royal Family only has one holy weapon - the Starlight Holy Tower to suppress the royal family's luck. There is no second holy weapon at all.

At this moment, he really had the urge to meet a fake Young Master of Starlight. Not only did he understand the Devouring Law that only the Kunpeng Saint Clan knew, but he also had a sacred magic sword. Is this still the Young Master of Starlight that he knew?

"You'll know if you try it to see if it's true." Yang Fan smiled teasingly, "Just tell me."

"Pfft..."

Yang Fan waved his right arm, and a terrifying sword light that seemed capable of destroying everything suddenly flashed out. The speed was so fast that it seemed to surpass human thinking, and it struck the Asura Shield in one fell swoop.

"Sure enough, a holy weapon is a holy weapon. Give it to me..."

The sword did not break the defense of the Asura Shield, and Yang Fan was no exception. If it could be broken so easily, it would not be a holy weapon. In an instant, the God-killing Sword in Yang Fan's hand danced crazily, cutting out thousands of knives at once, each one They are all extremely terrifying. They can easily kill the peak half-saint and seriously injure the most powerful half-saint.

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A quarter of an hour later.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Asura's shield began to emit bursts of mournful sounds, and vaguely, it seemed that traces of tiny cracks could be found on the shield.

It is also a low-level holy weapon, which is also divided into third, sixth and ninth levels. Asura Shield is just an ordinary low-level holy weapon, but the God-killing Sword is considered to be the best among all low-level holy weapons. What's more, the power of the envoys on both sides is beyond comparison, and it is only a matter of time before Asura's shield is destroyed.

"Damn it, how could this happen..." Saint Shura's face was ashen and anxious. He was originally planning to rely on the powerful defensive power of the sacred weapon Asura Shield to hold on. As long as he could survive eight years , once out of the ancestral land, the Wuji child will not be able to hurt him, and he will even have to face the revenge of the Shura Saint Clan. He never expected that he actually has a holy weapon in his hand. If this continues, let alone support him. After eight years, it is difficult to hold on even for an hour.

"Xing Wuji, we, the Shura Saint Clan, and your Xingguang Clan have no enmity in the past and have no enmity in the recent times. Why do you need to kill them all?"

"This matter is indeed Brother Yu's fault. Sir, you don't remember the faults of villains, so how about you just let me go? When you leave the ancestral land, Brother Yu will be very grateful."

"In this way, as long as you let me go, you can take everything I have."

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"Ho! Xing Wuji, do you really want to do things so absolutely? If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your Sun, Moon and Star clans."

"If His Highness dies here, you, and all three of your Sun, Moon and Star clans will have to be buried with me."

"Xing Wuji, keep a line in everything so that we can meet each other easily in the future. Why bother?"

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The Holy Son of Shura is earnest and coercive, hoping that Yang Fan can let him go. If Yang Fan is really the Young Master of Starlight, the Holy Son of Shura may not have any hope. Compared with the first holy master of the Shura Saint Clan, Sun Moon Star The three tribes are much weaker.

It's a pity that he missed one point. Yang Fan is not Young Master of Starlight at all. Even if the Sun, Moon and Star clans are really destroyed because of this, he will not feel the slightest sadness.

Thinking about the tragic situation of the foreign races, Yang Fan wished that all these foreign races were dead.

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

The terrifying God-killing sword light was like raindrops, wildly bombarding the Asura Shield.

The traces of tiny cracks continued to expand, and now, they have become criss-crossing, terrifying cracks.

It seems that at any moment, Asura's shield may break completely.

"Crush it for me."

Yang Fan shouted angrily, and a shadow of destruction flashed behind him. In an instant, his power suddenly increased tenfold.

"Kacha..."

The Asura Shield, which was already on the verge of collapse, could no longer withstand such a critical blow and burst into pieces.

In an instant, the endless devouring power directly engulfed the Holy Son of Shura, frantically devouring his purest source of life.

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Between breaths.

A faint hint of intoxication flashed across Yang Fan's face. The First Holy Son is the First Holy Son. The power of the origin of life is pure, many times stronger than that of the Canglong Holy Son.

He had devoured and refined so many powerful ancestors, and only the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch could stabilize one of them.

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One month later.

"Ah! Xing Wuji, you don't have to die well. You three tribes of the Sun, Moon and Star are waiting to be exterminated."

With an extremely vicious curse, the body of Holy Son Shura completely collapsed and turned into ashes.

"Pfft..."

Yang Fan grabbed it in the air, and a humanoid shadow that was about to completely collapse was caught in his hand. Vaguely, he could see that it was a miniature version of the Holy Son of Shura.

Like the young master of starlight, Yang Fan still left a trace of his soul behind in the end, and did not let him completely lose his soul.

Yang Fan didn't want to cause trouble before obtaining the treasure of Saint Doro.

Once the Holy Son of Shura truly dies, the Holy Clan of Shura will most likely directly open their ancestral land to trace the cause of the death of the Holy Son of Shura.

"Rumble..."

With a flash of divine light in his hand, the remnant soul of the Holy Son of Shura was completely sealed, placed within the Sumeru space, and placed together with the remnant soul of Young Master Starlight.

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

Yang Fan turned his gaze and looked at the vast sea of ​​spiritual power below.

There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes. This vast sea of ​​spiritual power was even more vast than that of the Holy Son of Shura.

If he swallows and refines it, even if he can't immediately step into the half-step Holy Lord realm, I'm afraid he won't be far behind.

"Whoosh..."

Yang Fan's body moved, just about to enter the sea of ​​spiritual power.

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

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

Threads of terrifying evil spirit that were as black as ink and seemed capable of swallowing everything rolled in from all directions, shrouding Yang Fan. In an instant, they imprisoned Yang Fan's surroundings, making it useless for Yang Fan to escape from anywhere, and all retreats were blocked. Sealed to death.

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

An extremely cold voice came from all directions, "Xing Wuji, hand over our family's most precious treasure, and I will spare your life!!!"

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