Invincible Bloodline

Shengwu, main control room.

All the intermediate saints had solemn expressions on their faces.

Wusheng Bandit is one of the top gangsters in the Tiannan Jiehe River. Although the flagship Wusheng is only the lowest Jiehe-class battleship, its firepower is strong enough to rival ordinary high-level and intermediate saints. Hundreds of skeleton battleships are also not ordinary. Their rank is far above the Lingwu Sacred Palace Galaxy Battleship. The combat power of each one is no less than that of a ninth-level saint. Hundreds of skeleton battleships, plus the flagship Wu Sheng, If the high-level saints don't come out, there won't be many people who can be their opponents.

Moreover, the Wusheng Thief in the battleship is also not a vegetarian. As a famous thief in the Tiannan Boundary River, even an ordinary pawn often has the cultivation level of a Saint. There are dozens of supreme saints, and the Wusheng Thief at the helm has no Shengshengzun, it is said that he has stepped into the high-level saintly realm and is the most powerful among the intermediate saints.

The lineup is so luxurious that even against ordinary low-level high-level saints, it still has the power to fight.

It is comparable to the top intermediate world.

Of course, the saints were just a little solemn and did not have the slightest fear. If the forty-eight saints faced off against the Wusheng thief, it was hard to say who would win. Even if they could defeat the Wusheng thief, they would have to pay a heavy price. , maybe some people will die, but with Lingwu Shengzun sitting in charge, everything is completely two concepts.

This is the starry sky universe, not the big world, and there is no suppression by the power of the world. With the terrifying cultivation of their ancestor, the ninth-level senior saint, suppressing this inanimate thief is just a piece of cake.

Humph, he actually dares to attack them. This Wusheng thief simply thinks that he has lived too long.

Soon, the eyes of all the saints began to flash with blazing light.

As one of the top bandits in the Tiannan Boundary River, the Wusheng Bandits have accumulated far more resources than anyone can imagine. Their resources are rich and even comparable to those of an intermediate-level world. For example, the Wusheng Fleet is even more powerful. There are not many fleets in the Guanlingwu Holy Palace that can compare with it, and the Wusheng Thief itself is also a huge treasure. Not to mention other things, just the Hongmeng in the bodies of those dozens of saints. The purple energy makes people's eyes irritate.

You must know that the Lingwu Holy Palace conquered four intermediate great worlds and forty-two primary great worlds, plus what was gained from the Origin Continent, it now has three high-level saints and thirty-two intermediate saints. There are only two hundred and sixty-three low-level saints. If dozens more saints can be added, it will be enough to increase the power of Lingwu Holy Palace.

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Soon, it was time for tea.

The Wusheng Pirates are less than a million light years away from the Shengwu, and they will collide with the Shengwu in half a stick of incense at most.

Lingwu Shengzun's eyes flashed, and he slowly stood up from his position. He wanted to take action and directly suppressed the Wusheng thief.

at this time.......

"Master Patriarch, there's no point in killing a chicken with a bull's-eye. Leave these useless thieves to the disciples." Yang Fan also stood up, clasped his fists towards the Lingwu Saint, and asked for help.

I am worried that my potential has been exhausted and I am unable to understand the new laws better, so these inanimate thieves come to my door.

When drowsiness comes, someone will bring you a pillow.

If he can devour the dozens of saints among the Wusheng Thieves, his strength will definitely make a qualitative leap by then. It is impossible to surpass ninth-level high-level saints like Lingwu Holy Lord, but ordinary middle-level high-level saints, I'm afraid. He is far from his opponent.

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"What? I...I...did I hear it correctly? Yang Fan...Yang Fan he...he... He..." All the saints and pseudo-sages looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. They were so shocked that they couldn't even speak complete words. That was a powerful and powerful inanimate thief, enough to compete with the high-level saints. The Wusheng thieves, Yang Fan actually wants to challenge them, this is completely nonsense.

Although Yang Fan was the most evil monster in the history of their human race, with the most talented person in the Tiannan Jiehe River, which they had never seen before, it was still a little early to challenge the Wusheng Bandit.

"Yang Fan, are you sure you want to challenge the Wusheng Thief?" A flash of hesitation flashed in Lingwu Shengzun's eyes, and he said, "This Wusheng Thief is not weak, and even ordinary first-level high-level saints may not be their opponents. "

"Master Patriarch, don't worry. Disciples never do anything that is uncertain." Yang Fan smiled confidently. Although this Wusheng Thief is powerful, he is not a vegetarian. In the past hundred years, while comprehending the new laws, he has not After forgetting to practice and devouring a huge amount of resources, the strength of the flesh shell has made further progress and truly entered the sixth-level intermediate saint realm.

If a hundred years ago, he was only six or seven levels sure of taking down the Wusheng Bandit, now he is completely confident in suppressing the Wusheng Bandit.

"Hiss~~~No~~~ No, Yang~~~~Yang Fan is really sure of defeating the Wusheng thief?" All the saints and pseudo-sages gasped, with incredible expressions on their faces. The combat power of a hundred-year-old high-level saint is simply unheard of. Not to mention their small Tiannan Boundary River, even in the Emma Realm, no one can be found.

No...it's impossible, how can a person be so evil?

But somehow, this idea lingers in their minds.

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"Okay, Yang Fan, I will leave this Wusheng Thief to you." Although Lingwu Shengzun also couldn't believe it, after pondering for a moment, he still nodded in agreement. Anyway, with his care, even if Yang Fan really has something Even in danger, he was able to save Yang Fan in time.

"Thank you, Master Patriarch." Yang Fan was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. He was really afraid that the Holy Lord Lingwu would not agree. Once the Holy Lord Lingwu took action, nothing would happen to him. By then, even if he could get some loot, it would be A very small part.

next moment........

"Boom~~~"

Yang Fan's figure moved, and he stepped out of the Shengwu, standing proudly in the void, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Wusheng Fleet.

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Wusheng account, in the main control room.

A terrifying strong man wearing black unicorn armor, with the most violent and ferocious aura shining all over his body, sat high on the Skeleton Throne.

Just like that supreme fierce god, just one glance can make the souls of countless strong men collapse.

This person is none other than the leader of the Wusheng Bandits - Wusheng Shengzun.

On the left and right sides of the Wusheng Saint, there are thirteen powerful and terrifying men wearing various armors and possessing auras that dominate the wilderness.

Each of them is a supreme saint, and the two strongest ones have reached the seventh-level intermediate saint level.

"How brave are these mere false saints who want to block our way." Seeing Yang Fan standing proudly in the void through the crystal light curtain, the most cruel murderous intention flashed in the eyes of the Lord Wu Sheng. Although Yang Fan controlled the twenty-five holy laws, the one that truly reached the state of great perfection was the golden holy law. In the eyes of others, Yang Fan was just a false saint.

next moment.......

Saint Wusheng turned his gaze and looked at the last person on the lower left, "Quentin, I'll leave the aphid to you."

"Don't worry, big boss, I will go and take the ant's head right now." Quentin laughed ferociously, and did not take Yang Fan into his heart at all. They are just false saints, even the first-level saints are far inferior. With him With the cultivation of a third-level saint, killing him is like slaughtering a dog.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my friend Huangmao for the reward.