Invincible Bloodline

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A foreign ancestral land, a wild world.

Yang Fan had no idea that with the opening of the Duoluo Holy Palace, there would be such a big commotion, and all the saints and saints would be attracted.

Of course, even if he knew, Yang Fan wouldn't take it too seriously.

They are just a group of ants that can be wiped out with a wave of their hands. How can they still snatch away the treasure of Saint Doro?

It's hard to say that Yang Fan would still be happy about this. Although those saints and saints were not very powerful, their bloodlines were quite extraordinary. They generally reached the third-grade holy bloodline. If he could devour them, it would be impossible for him to do so. The bloodline can also take a step further and enter the ranks of the quasi-third-grade holy bloodline in one fell swoop.

After devouring the two monsters, Holy Son Shura and Holy Son Kunpeng, Yang Fan's bloodline has reached the limit of the second-grade holy vein, and is just one step away from the third-grade holy vein.

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"Rumble..."

Time and space change, and the stars change.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a moment, maybe a day.

Yang Fan's feet were finally solid and he immediately raised his eyes and looked around.

I found myself in the small world of Yiyang again. No, to be precise, it should be the world in Yiyang.

Even with Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness, it was not able to cover the entire world at once. It was boundless and boundless.

The ordinary small world does not have such a vast space.

In the center of the entire world, there is a vast square, with rockeries and ponds, flowers and rare plants everywhere, and even many elixirs have become extinct in this world.

At this moment, Yang Fan was alone in the square, looking so small and lonely.

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

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."

Waves of faint coughs came from all around the square.

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

"Rumble..."

The space above Yang Fan distorted, and a person walked out of it.

It was a young man in his thirties, dressed in a purple-gold robe, with an imposing appearance, and a very soft face. He had his hands on his back, and his aura was extremely noble. He exuded a soul-stirring magical charm, and it seemed that anyone was there. In front of him, everyone must bow their heads and bow their heads.

"Um?"

Yang Fan frowned and looked at the young man warily.

The God-killing Sword in his body is hidden and silent, but if there is any abnormality, it will erupt with the most terrifying blow, killing this young man with thunder.

"Haha...Young man from the human race, don't be nervous. I am just a remnant left behind by me before I left the wild world, to tell future generations about some matters in the Holy Palace~... ....." The voice of the young man in purple and gold robes seemed to possess a magical power, making people unable to help but believe in his words.

The Wild World was the name of the Lingwu World in ancient times. It was only later that the human race took control of the entire wild world, and the name of the Savage World was replaced by the name of the first saint of the human race, the Lingwu Saint.

"A remnant left behind by Saint Doro before he left the Lingwu world?" Yang Fan sneered in his heart, but he didn't say much, just listened to the young man's words quietly.

Yang Fan was not surprised at all that Doro Sage Cannian had revealed his origin. Yang Fan had already recovered his true form after entering this wild world.

He pretended to be the Young Master of Starlight just to better blend into the ancestral land. Now that the treasure of Saint Doro is right in front of him, there is no need to continue pretending.

To be honest, pretending to be someone else all the time is like wearing a mask, and I always feel a little bit unhappy in my heart.

"Before I left the wild world, I divided my life's treasure into nine parts and buried them in nine secret places in the wild world. This is the last secret and the most precious one. There are so many treasures. It is comparable to the other eight secret treasures combined. There are even two intermediate holy weapons, and they are also the top intermediate holy weapons. Are you excited, human boy? Unfortunately, these treasures are not so easy to get. Only by passing the various levels set by me can you obtain the corresponding treasures, and if you want to obtain all the treasures in the Holy Palace~, you must pass all the levels set by me."

After a slight pause, Saint Nadara continued with residual thoughts, "I have set up a total of twelve levels. The first level is to defeat a battle puppet who is a fellow practitioner of my own. Human boy, are you ready?"

At the end, Saint Nadara showed his white teeth in Cannian and smiled coldly, "Of course if you fail to break through, you will die! A waste is not qualified to inherit my treasure."

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

Before Yang Fan could say anything, Saint Naduolo waved his hand.

\u0026quot;Rumble........."

The earth trembled and the space trembled.

An ancient arena slowly rose in the center of the square. In the arena, there was also a humanoid battle puppet.

"Young man from the human race, let's go to the challenge. This battle puppet is the same as you and has the peak half-step Holy Master cultivation level."

Yang Fan nodded lightly, without any delay, and took one step forward, directly onto the ring.

"die!!!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Fan punched out directly.

Although it only used a negligible amount of power, not even one hundred millionth of the power of the flesh shell, it was not something that a mere peak half-step Holy Lord could withstand.

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

In an instant, the entire humanoid battle puppet was blown to pieces and collapsed into dust.

After one breath.

"Rumble..."

A flash of inspiration flashed, and ten things suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan, all of which were heaven-level eighth-grade elixirs.

"Only in the first level, there are ten heaven-level eighth-grade elixirs. So what if you pass all the levels? It doesn't seem like this guy's words are all false. There is no return in the Duoluo Holy Palace. There are really two top-notch intermediate holy weapons." Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the ten Tianji eighth-grade elixirs.

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Ten breaths later.

The void was distorted.

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

Three black lights flashed in succession, and three humanoid battle puppets appeared in front of Yang Fan.

They are also at the pinnacle of half-step saint master cultivation.

"Hey, your cultivation level hasn't increased?"

A flash of doubt flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. He thought that in this second level, the half-step saint of Dzogchen would appear. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he could understand that Saint Doro had set up twelve levels. If every After passing one level, the cultivation level will be improved, even if it is only a small level, by the 12th level, what kind of cultivation level will the combat puppet have? It will be a true supreme saint.

This is just because he only has the cultivation level of a peak holy master. If it were someone else, he would probably be a strong half-saint, or even the most powerful half-saint. With twelve levels, that would be okay.

In the end, the high-level saint went into battle. If Doro saint had that ability, he would not be just an intermediate saint.

It cannot be said that these twelve levels only increase the number of combat puppets, not their strength.

The thoughts in his heart were racing, but the movements of Yang Fan's hands were not slow.

He also punched out, killing the four combat puppets with one punch.

Soon, Yang Fan had another pile of treasures in front of him. They were also heaven-level eighth-grade elixirs, but the number was doubled.

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

A total of nine black lights flashed.

"The number has tripled again. Does it mean that the number of combat puppets has tripled in each level?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have discovered the rules of this level. If this is really the case. , that’s easy. No matter how many times the Holy Lord turns over in half a step, there are dozens or millions of them. For Yang Fan, they are all ants that can be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

Of course, it is only limited to the monster Yang Fan. If it were replaced by other strong people, even the first monster of the alien race like Shura Shengzi, he might not be able to pass the tenth level with all his strength.

These are all battle puppets of the same level. Even if these battle puppets are not equipped with corresponding treasures and their combat power is inferior to that of warriors of the same level, tens of thousands of battle puppets combined are enough to kill any genius monster. .

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

A look of ferocity flashed across Yang Fan's face, and a punch exploded out.

"Rumble..."

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you to my friend Da Han Guzhan Packang for the reward.