Invincible Bloodline

Lingwu Mountain Range, the Sixth Young Master's Palace, the Young Master's Great Hall.

"Boom~~~"

Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, the divine light shone brightly, and he was invincible.

But vaguely, there is a trace of regret mixed in, almost, just a little bit, his cultivation base can reach the perfect semi-holy state.

It's a pity that at this critical moment, almost all the resources were swallowed up by him.

Don't talk about the top-grade fairy crystal veins, the holy crystal veins, that is, the top-grade fairy crystals have almost been refined by Yang Fan, and there are not many left.

The remaining nearly one million trillion top-grade fairy crystals are not a small amount of wealth for ordinary semi-sages, enough for them to practice for millions of years.

But in Yang Fan's hands, it's a drop in the bucket, not enough for him to practice for a day.

Of course, even if he didn't break through to the perfect semi-holy state, Yang Fan's cultivation strength still had a qualitative leap, skyrocketing by more than ten times.

At this moment, with the power of pure flesh shell alone, Yang Fan can beat most of the seventh- and eighth-level consummated demi-sages, and once he uses mana, it is enough to sweep most of the ninth-level consummated demi-sages.

If all the cards are played and the combat power is fully used, even he is a little unclear about his own limit, but for ordinary fifth-level low-level saints, whoever wins and who loses will have to fight a battle.

Horror, really terrifying.

Back in the day, the sage of Duoluo practiced hard for tens of billions of years before he possessed the cultivation base of a low-level sage of the fifth rank. However, Yang Fan was only so old, and he was less than two hundred years old.

If this is spread out, it will shake the entire Tiannan Boundary River.

No, I'm afraid it's the huge Emma realm, among the thousands of rivers, I'm afraid there is no one who can compare with it.

 …

In front of the young master's hall.

Two figures, one white and one red, walked back and forth.

Both of them are extremely beautiful beauties that are rare to meet in the world.

"Sister Jiahui, it's been sixty years, brother, why hasn't he left the customs?" Yang Sifan glanced at the closed young master's hall with some resentment, sixty years, this is definitely the longest separation between her and Yang Fan Years, even before, Yang Fan entered the foreign land alone, but he only walked for thirty years.

"Sisi, don't worry, my cousin should be out soon." Luo Jiahui said comfortingly, but she lacked confidence. Thinking about it carefully, how many times she has said this, every time On this day of the year, she would come to the young master's hall with Sifan, but not once, was she able to meet the person who made her miss him day and night.

Cousin, do you know that Jiahui misses you.

at this time.......

"Crack~~~Crack~~~Crack~~~"

The closed door slowly opened.

next moment.......

A young figure walked out of the hall slowly, his steps were very slow, but slow yet majestic, one could not help but prostrate on the ground and pay respects to him.

"Ah! Brother, you are out of customs."

With an exclamation, Yang Sifan took a quick step and rushed towards Yang Fan.

But she was fast, and there was another person who was faster than her. A fiery figure had jumped into Yang Fan's arms before her.

"Ah, sister Jiahui, you..." Yang Sifan stamped his little feet in dissatisfaction, that seat was her exclusive seat.

But soon, a hint of teasing flashed across Qi Xiao~'s face, and he said with a smile, "Sister Jiahui, are you so impatient to be my sister-in-law?"

"Ah! Damn girl, what nonsense are you talking about?" Luo Jiahui blushed as if her tail had been stepped on, and jumped out of Yang Fan's arms.

"Yo~~~Yo~~~Yo~~~ I'm right, Sister Jiahui, you just admit it."

"Damn girl, don't talk nonsense, I... I just... I didn't..."

"No? Then why are you blushing?"

"You...you...I'll scratch you to death, girl, I'll tell you to talk nonsense, tell you to talk nonsense..."

"Hehehe.......No, sister Jiahui, please forgive me, please forgive me, hehehe......"

 …

"Could it be that Jiahui...is she really..." Looking at the two girls who were fighting, Yang Fan's heart fluttered slightly, "No...not her, but I cousin... how can we..."

But for some reason, there was always a voice in his heart telling him, what's wrong with his cousins, they are not real brothers and sisters, there are too many cousins ​​married, and many of his cousins ​​are the cousins ​​who married him .

And can you really bear to watch Jiahui fall into the arms of others?

Before he knew it, the women around him flashed in Yang Fan's mind one by one.

Can I really allow them to marry other men?

 …

"Huh~~~"

He shook his head vigorously to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, forget it, let everything go with the flow, anyway, they are already immortal, with hundreds of millions of lifespans, and they have plenty of time to think about these.

"Okay, Jiahui, Sisi, you two stop fighting."

 …

Soon, the news of Yang Fan's smooth exit swept through the Sixth Young Master's Palace with lightning speed.

Not long after, Yang Yunfeng, his wife, and You Nuo's daughters rushed over.

After a period of sixty years, everyone's cultivation has made great progress.

They have all been certified as quasi-sages one after another, and the strongest You Nuo has already reached the realm of three-star quasi-sages, and is even only one step away from four-stars quasi-sages.

During the trip to a foreign land, Yang Fan obtained a large amount of resources, including many elixir and holy medicine that can improve blood talent.

As for these treasures, Yang Fan didn't keep any of them, and gave all of them to the people around him.

With the Heaven-Swallowing-Earth-Dharma, what Yang Fan lacks is energy, these elixir and holy medicine that make countless semi-sages excited, and enhance the potential of bloodlines, Yang Fan is the least valued.

And after swallowing a large amount of elixir and holy medicine, the blood potential of Yang Yunfeng, his wife and others has been increasing rapidly. Up to now, almost all of them can be compared with the first young master Haogan, especially the younger sister Yang Sifan. He even chased after the number one evildoer of the alien race - Son of Shura.

If Yang Fan can win enough primordial purple energy for them, it will be a matter of time for them to become holy.

 …

Time passed by little by little, and soon, three months passed.

Every day, Yang Fan either accompanied the girls, or performed his filial piety at the knees of Yang Yunfeng and his wife.

However, the entire Sixth Young Master's Palace was operating crazily.

There are still nearly 140 years left before departure to the place of origin. It is impossible for Yang Fan to let such a long time go to waste.

However, there are only so many resources in the Lingwu Great World, and most of them are controlled by the Lingwu Sacred Palace. It is impossible for him to attack his fellow sects for no reason.

That foreign land is a good place. If he can plunder all the remaining resources, not only his cultivation can step into the realm of false saints, but also the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Beasts. And with his current cultivation strength, it is enough to sweep the entire foreign land.

It's a pity that the Holy Forbidden Blood River is like a moat, preventing Yang Fan from taking a step in a foreign land.

The Lingwu Great World cannot be plundered wantonly, so it can only go out of the Great World and develop into the endless starry sky.

Tiannan Boundary River is vast and boundless, and there are hundreds of thousands of big worlds.

There are plenty of resources, let him conquer and plunder.

But this time, Yang Fan is not planning to go alone, he will raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, so many strong men under him are not just for feeding them.

.........

"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"

Every moment, every moment, a large number of troops entered the sixth young master's palace.

All of them are the elite subordinates of the great veterans, and the last ones are all four-star quasi-sages. Yang Fan doesn't like those low-level quasi-sages at all.

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One hundred thousand.......Million...Ten million.......Soon to break through the 100 million mark, and this number is still soaring at a terrifying speed.. …

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