Invincible Bloodline

Shengwuhao, inside a magnificent palace~.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged, his whole body shimmering with divine light, as if a god descended to earth.

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

The pure power of life continuously poured into Yang Fan's body through the swallowing black hole, strengthening Yang Fan's flesh shell.

Countless insights into the Qingmu Avenue flashed in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, causing Yang Fan's Qingmu Saint Law to soar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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after one day.

"Pfft~~~"

That false saint was completely turned into ashes. For today's Yang Fan, it is really easy to devour a false saint. If it were not for completely absorbing his understanding of Qingmu Dao, it would not take a day, or at most a few days. Within an hour, it can be devoured and refined.

Soon, another false saint appeared in front of Yang Fan.

He is also a false saint, but what he understands is the law of the Holy Lord of Fire.

Like the hundreds of false saints in the Lingwu Holy Palace, among the thirteen false saints of the Wusheng Thief, there is also no one who is particularly defiant. The strongest one is only a second false saint who has controlled the laws of the two saints. It's just a saint, and the second broken holy law has just entered the realm of small success.

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One month later.

The last false saint was devoured and refined by Yang Fan. Although Yang Fan had never controlled the twenty-six saint laws, nine of them had made great progress, especially the Qingmu saint law. There were three false saints. What Sheng controls is the Law of the Holy Greenwood, which directly makes Yang Fan's Law of the Holy Greenwood reach the limit of the state of Dacheng. It is only one step away from reaching the state of Dzogchen, just like the Law of the Gold.

next moment.......

"Boom~~~"

A golden light flashed across, and Quentin, the third-level saint who was first suppressed by Yang Fan, appeared in front of Yang Fan.

This Quentin controls the three holy laws of sharpness, speed and ice, all of which belong to the twenty-five holy laws controlled by Yang Fan.

Between breaths.

A round of devouring black holes descended from the sky and swallowed Quentin instantly.

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Time passed slowly while Yang Fan was in seclusion, and soon half a century passed.

More than half of the twenty-seven saints of the Wusheng Thieves have been lost. All the low-level saints have been devoured and refined by Yang Fan.

There are only eight intermediate saints left, including one ninth-level intermediate saint, the Inanimate Saint, two seventh-level intermediate saints, two deputy leaders of the inanimate thieves, one sixth-level intermediate saint, and four-level intermediate saints. The two saints and two others are all low-level and intermediate-level saints, one is at the second level and the other is at the first level.

After devouring and refining nineteen low-level saints and the Hongmeng Purple Qi in their bodies, Yang Fan's strength has been greatly improved.

First of all, the twenty-five holy laws that he had controlled before have broken through a realm for the last time. Many of them have reached the state of great success. For example, the five basic holy laws of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have all reached perfection. , and there are also three laws that have been successfully promoted to the Saint Law, plus the terrifying flesh shell that has successfully broken through to the seventh-level intermediate Saint realm.

Yang Fan is confident that he will have a chance to separate from the fourth-level senior saint.

Even if the opponent cannot be suppressed, it will not be easy for the fourth-level senior saint to defeat him.

But at this moment, Yang Fan did not continue to refine the eight intermediate saints, but began to understand the new laws again. Among the eight saints, each one had one or several saint laws that he had not understood. It would be a pity to refine it directly.

After devouring and refining nineteen saints and thirteen false saints, Yang Fan's bloodline has made great progress. Even among the sixth-grade saints, they can be regarded as the top.

Yang Fan predicted that with his current bloodline talent, it would not be a problem to comprehend the three holy laws.

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Another half a century passed.

Yang Fan once again comprehended two laws, bringing the number of laws he had comprehended to a terrifying sixty.

Although he has not yet reached the limit of his potential, if he wants to understand the next law, it will probably take him one Jiazi, or even two Jiazi.

At this time, Yang Fan had exceeded the bottom line in his heart. After thinking about it, he decided to refine a few intermediate saints first to increase the potential of his bloodline, and then continue to understand the new laws.

"Whoosh~~~"

A flash of white flashed by, and a first-level intermediate saint appeared in front of Yang Fan.

"Boom~~~"

A round of swallowing black holes, swallowing it all at once.

An intermediate saint is an intermediate saint. Even if it is only the first level, it is fundamentally different from the ninth-level low-level saint. The power of the source of life is dozens of times more pure than that of the ninth-level saint.

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Soon, five years passed.

Yang Fan began to refine the second-level intermediate saint.

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Yang Fan spent a hundred years in seclusion.

The third intermediate saint was completely turned into ashes. Yang Fan's bloodline talent rose to a higher level again, and he was only one step away from the seventh-level saint. He immediately stopped refining and began to comprehend the 61st law.

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Two hundred years later, of the eight intermediate saints, only the Inanimate Saint and a seventh-level intermediate saint remained. The other six intermediate saints, including another seventh-level intermediate saint, were all devoured and refined by Yang Fan.

At this moment, Yang Fan has successfully understood sixty-three laws, and thirty-five of them have been successfully promoted to the Holy Law.

The horror is that even the ninth-level top saint only controls the thirty-six saint laws.

Even though many of these laws are only at the entry-level or minor level, they are still comparable to some fifth-level high-level saints who have mastered the twenty-four holy laws. If you add in the rules, they are not even as good as the low-level top saints. The terrifying holy body, Yang Fan now definitely has the power to leapfrog and challenge the sixth level senior saint.

The bounty of the goods received was somewhat beyond Yang Fan's expectation. As of now, there are still two high-level and intermediate saints that have not been refined.

Once the remaining two saints are completely devoured, his combat power will have to be raised to a higher level. Even if he cannot enter the seventh-level advanced saint realm in one fell swoop, he will not be much inferior.

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Before we knew it, another hundred years had passed.

It has been four hundred years since the Shengwu left the Lingwu world.

At this time, the Shengwu was already very close to the center of the boundary river, and it would take a few decades at most to successfully reach their destination - the center of the boundary river.

Along the way, the Shengwu No. has not encountered too many twists and turns. After all, there are only a handful of top star thieves like the Wusheng Thief. With that kind of power, how can they directly occupy a big world and become the master of that world? It was their luck to come here freely and come across it once.

Those other little star thieves, even if they met the Shengwu, would not dare to take advantage of the Shengwu. A Jiehe-class battleship could match the power of a high-level intermediate saint at the very least. They were not even the Holy Lord. None of them could afford to offend a small star thief. Before they even got close to the Shengwu, they all avoided it at a distance.

Regarding this, Lingwu Shengzun and the others did not take the initiative to hunt them down.

A bunch of little star thieves who are not as powerful as the pseudo-holy realm, as long as they don't take the initiative to seek death, Lingwu Shengzun and the others don't bother to care about them.

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Thirty years later.

Thirty million light-years away in front of the Shengwu, a large fleet composed of thirty-six space battleships with a length of one million miles was rapidly shuttling forward at a speed of one hundred light-years per second.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: I am asking for flowers. Friends who have flowers, please don’t be stingy with the flowers in your hands, let the flowers go to hundreds of flowers.