Invincible Bloodline

The Flame of Destruction, the Urgent Wind of Doom, the Ice Glass Dragon, the Thunder Dragon of Death, all the levels are terrible. The Supreme Saint cannot escape, and even the most powerful half-Saint will often end up with a narrow escape from death.

It's a pity that he met Yang Fan, a freak. The four levels not only did not stump Yang Fan, but also helped Yang Fan, making Yang Fan a step closer to the peak of the Holy Lord. The power of the flesh shell is the power of nearly a million semi-saints.

This is the terrifying power that a peak half-saint can control. It’s terrifying. It’s really terrifying.

Once his combat power is fully activated, under the Supreme Saint, unless he uses a high-level holy weapon, Yang Fan is absolutely invincible.

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The wild world.

Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his sight seemed to be able to travel through countless spaces, penetrate nothingness, and see through everything.

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

"Chirp..."

With a high-pitched phoenix cry, a blue luan bird with wings spanning thousands of feet fell directly from the sky. Its sharp claws that could tear mountains and rivers directly grabbed Yang Fan, obviously treating Yang Fan as his prey.

"Evil beast, seeking death!!!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. A mere quasi-sacred luan bird dared to stretch its claws at him. It was like he didn't know whether to live or die.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, the blue luan bird exploded in the air, and blood spilled all over the ground.

The birds and beasts that were so frightened that everyone regarded Yang Fan as his meal were scattered in all directions. The blue luan bird was also the dominant one among them, and there were only a few who could compare with it.

Yang Fan frowned slightly, but he didn't kill them all, they were just a bunch of ants, and they just ran away.

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

"Rumble..."

Yang Fan's body moved, tearing apart the space and heading towards the Holy Palace of Saint Nadara.

In less than a few breaths, Yang Fan had already arrived in front of the Holy Palace of Saint Doro.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, I only felt that the Doro Sage's holy palace was majestic and majestic. It was not until I got closer that I truly realized how terrifying it was. It actually made Yang Fan feel suffocated.

fear! If it had been another warrior from another race, I am afraid they would have been crushed to the ground and bowed down in worship.

It is worthy of being the residence of an intermediate saint, and its appearance is extraordinary.

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"I wonder how many treasures this Saint Doro left behind in this holy palace?"

Yang Fan looked at the majestic Duoluo Holy Palace, his eyes flashing with golden light, revealing an unspeakable expectation. Legend has it that this Duoluo Saint has a rich net worth, surpassing all the ancient saints. In ancient times, the two high-level saints, Blood River Saint and Lingwu Saint, could compare with them.

"It's hard to say for high-level sacred weapons, but there should still be intermediate-level sacred weapons."

If he can refine one or two intermediate holy weapons, Yang Fan will truly have no fear of anyone, even a weaker low-level saint. As long as he does not have the protection of an intermediate holy weapon, he will have the confidence to fight against them. , even if the Shura takes the initiative to use the heritage of their Shura clan and uses the inherited sacred weapon of their Shura clan, who will win and who loses will have to go through a battle.

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

He took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Yang Fan waved his right hand, and a purple light cut through the void.

A key flashing with bright purple light appeared in mid-air. If it wasn't the secret key of Saint Nadara, what could it be?

It's too late, it's faster than that! ! !

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

The purple light surged, and the half-palm-sized Doro Sage's secret key instantly began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, one foot... one foot... ten Zhang.........Baizhang.........Thousand Zhang.........

Finally, it swelled to a length of ten thousand feet, and then it stopped swelling.

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

"Rumble..."

The 10,000-foot-large secret key of Saint Doro turned into a stream of light and was inserted into the huge keyhole above the door.

"Kacha..."

The purple secret key turned slightly.

"Rumble..."

The gate of the Holy Palace slowly opened.

Supreme purple light radiated from the gate.

A stream of holy breath spurted out freely.

The breath seems to be able to cleanse the soul, making people feel as if they are ecstatic and ascending.

"Hahaha... The treasure of Saint Doro, this young master is here." At this moment, even with Yang Fan's state of mind, he couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. That was a supreme saint. Moreover, it is also a top-level intermediate saint's supreme treasure house.

If it were anyone else, he would be jumping with excitement at this moment.

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

Yang Fan moved his steps and stepped into the open Doro Sacred Palace.

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Yang Fan, who had gone deep into the Duoluo Holy Palace, didn't know that when the gate of the Duoluo Holy Palace opened.

The ancestral land, the sea of ​​flames he first passed through.

Suddenly, streaks of stunning treasure light burst out from the center of the sea of ​​fire. Soon, the treasure light enveloped the entire sea of ​​despair.

Moreover, it is still expanding in all directions at a terrifying speed.

Even hundreds of light years away, you can clearly see the dazzling light.

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The Sea of ​​Despair, five hundred light years away in the southeast.

The center of a sea of ​​spiritual power.

Wearing a blue robe and with an ethereal aura, Qingxuan, the holy son of Qingxuan, sat cross-legged and quickly refined the surging pure spiritual power around him, forming a terrifying ocean vortex.

Suddenly, Holy Son Qingxuan opened his eyes, and two beams of bright divine light burst out, seemingly capable of penetrating the sky and exploring the underworld.

"What is that? There must be some treasure born."

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

Saint Qingxuan's body moved and he rose directly into the sky.

The ancestral land is the birthplace of all saints, and many saints’ relics are buried here.

Every time a treasure is born, it is always a top-notch quasi-sacred weapon. Even true holy weapons have never appeared before.

Even for these holy sons, every top-level quasi-holy weapon is precious, enough to greatly improve their strength. If they are lucky enough to get a holy weapon, it will be a challenge to the first evildoer, Holy Son Shura. It’s no longer a luxury.

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Sea of ​​Despair, three hundred and fifty light years to the northwest.

A holy white lotus is suspended in a sea of ​​spiritual power.

Countless spiritual powers directly transformed into spiritual dragons that soared into the sky, poured into the white lotus, and were finally absorbed by the graceful and enchanting Sacred Flower Sacred Clan Sacred Flower Ruoman in the center of the white lotus.

"Hiss... Such a terrifying treasure light, is it a holy weapon?"

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

"Rumble..."

The holy white lotus rotated rapidly, tearing apart the space and disappearing into the vast sky in the blink of an eye.

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Sea of ​​Despair, six hundred light years away in the west, in a huge sea of ​​spiritual power, endless thunder light shrouded the sea of ​​spiritual power, completely covering the entire sea of ​​spiritual power.

The terrifying thunder of destruction slowly filled the depths of the sea of ​​spiritual power. A terrifying giant, whose whole body was shrouded in the light of destruction and more than ten thousand feet tall, stood in the center of the sea of ​​spiritual power, with its terrifying mouth open, as if Like a giant whale sucking water, it crazily sucked in the sea of ​​spiritual power.

With every breath and every second, hundreds of millions of tons of sea water are swallowed up by it.

Although compared with Yang Fan's devouring speed, it is completely dwarfed by hundreds of millions of times, but for other saints, it is terrifying, several times stronger.

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

"Rumble..."

The thunder giant shook with lightning, and its terrifying body began to shrink rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into the size of a normal human being. This was a young man wearing golden armor, with lightning flashing all over his body, and his aura dominating the world. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be able to hear waves of war songs from ancient times, lingering around him, as if The aloof ancient thunder god has resurrected in this era.

"This soaring treasure is definitely a holy weapon, and it is not an ordinary low-level holy weapon, it may even be an intermediate holy weapon. Hahaha...luck! What luck!! !”

"I, Lin Xiao, will decide on this sacred weapon. Anyone who dares to stand in my way will be my mortal enemy, Lin Xiao."

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To the north of the Flame World, a thousand light years away.

A terrifying golden roc with a wingspan of no less than a hundred thousand miles was flying rapidly along the dry sea of ​​spiritual power in that square, trying to find out the truth.

But soon, the golden-winged roc flapped its wings, and its speed soared to the extreme. It no longer bothered to explore the reasons why the sea of ​​spiritual power dried up.

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