Invincible Bloodline

Mangcang ancient capital, Mangcang Imperial Palace.

The Mangcang Ancient Emperor united with the ancestors of the eight empires and tried their best to fight to the death. The fighting power was not weak, but the ordinary sixteen false saints had to avoid the edge for a while. However, things are different now. In half a year, for For other false saints, it is nothing. Not to mention half a year, even a hundred years, ten thousand years, it is impossible to make much progress, but the monster Yang Fan has made a qualitative leap directly, and as the strength of the main body has improved by leaps and bounds, the clone has also The strength has skyrocketed, and the combat power is terrifying, comparable to the top seventh-level intermediate saint.

This is the power that only the best of the Seventeen False Saints can possess. It is simply not something that the Ancient Emperor Mangcang and others can compete with.

Even if the forbidden technique is used, it is the same.

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Not even a breath.

"Puff~~~Puff~~~Puff~~~"

The terrifying devouring black hole destroyed the attacks of the nine powerful men such as Mang Cang Ancient Emperor, and crashed into the bodies of the nine powerful men, trying to forcefully swallow them.

at this time.......

"Evil obstacle, stop."

"Boom~~~"

A terrifying aura of eighteen false saints suddenly swept out from the eastern sky, rolling like a tide, crushing towards Yang Fan.

next moment.......

"Stab it..."

The eastern void was torn open like a curtain, and a terrifying figure like a demon appeared in the sky.

This is a middle-aged man wearing black unicorn armor. He is three feet tall. His entire population is like a sea of ​​blood. His head is like a mountain, and his eyes are like the sun and the moon. Anyone who looks at him will immediately feel like sinking into the endless world. The terrifying feeling of the wilderness and the overwhelming momentum were thousands of times greater than that of the Mang Cang Ancient Emperor who had used secret techniques.

Mang Cang Yu - the ancestor of Mang Cang Ancient Kingdom, an old monster who has lived for tens of billions of years.

At this moment, his cultivation has obviously entered the realm of the Eighteen Paths of False Saints, and it is not as simple as just breaking through. The Eighteen Paths of Saint Law has already entered the realm of Great Perfection. He is only one step away from being promoted to the Nineteenth Path. False saint.

Once he takes this crucial step, his strength will definitely have a qualitative breakthrough. Even if it is not as good as the real high-level saint, it is definitely not comparable to the ordinary ninth-level intermediate saint.

In the Yangyun Domain, this Mang Cangyu can definitely be ranked among the top ten. Even in the entire Origin Continent, he is a top powerhouse.

It's just that Yang Fan didn't seem to see the Mang Cang Yu at all. The power of the black hole was not reduced at all, and he directly swallowed the Mang Cang Ancient Emperor and the ancestors of the eight empires inside, completely suppressing them.

"Ho! How dare you, evildoer."

One Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. In front of himself, the ancestor of the Mangcang Ancient Clan, he actually dared to suppress the ancient emperor of the Mangcang Ancient Clan. This was a complete slap in the face of his ancestor. ah.

If he wasn't worried about the safety of the suppressed Ancient Emperor Mang Cang, he would have to let this evil spirit from outside the world know about his Mang Cang Yu's methods.

Yang Fan curled his lips in disdain, a mere eighteenth-level pseudo-sage really regarded himself as a person.

"Nie Zhan, let them go quickly, I will spare your life." Mang Cangyu suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"Spare me? Is it up to you?" Yang Fan glanced at Mang Cang Yu with disdain. The fighting power of the Eighteen Pseudo Saints is comparable to that of an eighth-level intermediate saint. Compared with him now, he is one level stronger. It's just a level, it's easy to defeat him, but if he really wants to leave, Mang Cangyu will never be able to keep him.

"Nie Zhan, don't think that just because you have some skills, you can be arrogant. Don't forget, this is the Manghuang Emperor's Palace." If it were in other places, he wouldn't have much confidence, leaving behind a seventeenth path false saint, but the Manghuang Emperor's Palace The difference is that here, let alone the pseudo-sage of the Seventeenth Path, it is the pseudo-sage of the Eighteenth Path, or even the Nineteenth Path. He has the confidence to make it impossible to come or go.

at this time.......

"So what about Manghuang Imperial Palace? I want to see what you can do to keep us waiting." A slightly provocative voice sounded from Mangcang Yu's side.

"What? Is there anyone else?" Mang Cangyu's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, another joking voice rang out, "Some people don't have any skills, they just have a good mouth."

next moment.......

"Boom~~~Boom~~~"

Two streams of light cut through the void, falling on the left and right sides of Yang Fan, revealing two young men in black, two young men carved in the same mold as Yang Fan.

When he realized that Mang Cang Yu was a false saint of the Eighteenth Path, Yang Fan notified the other two clones and rushed over. The strength of the ancient Mang Cang Kingdom was more than ten times that of the ordinary empire. The Yang family army did not dare to deal with the empire with divided troops. .

"Hiss... Such a mysterious clone technique..." Mang Cangyu's body trembled, and a flash of deep fear flashed through him. Generally speaking, the strength of clones is far lower. Compared to the original deity, the two clones were better, and the feeling they gave him was no less than that of the original deity, and definitely no weaker than the seventeen-path pseudo-sage.

The alliance of the three major seventeen-path pseudo-sages, especially this kind of clone and deity, is more terrifying than those twin brothers who have the same mind. Even the ordinary nineteen-path pseudo-sages may not be their opponents.

With Mang Cangyu's cultivation level, he could not tell the reality of Yang Fan's three clones. He was preconceived and directly regarded the clone that appeared first as Yang Fan's true self.

But soon, a flash of joy flashed in Mang Cang Yu's heart. Fortunately, he was now in the Mang Cang Imperial Palace, the home of the Mang Cang Ancient Clan. If he encountered this monster elsewhere, he would be defeated.

Whether he can even save his own life is a big unknown. There is only one difference between the 18th-level false saint and the 19th-level false saint, but it is a qualitative difference, just like the ninth-level intermediate saint and the first-level high-level saint. It is not an exaggeration to say that the gap in life level is a first-level high-level saint. As long as you are willing to pay a certain price, it is not difficult to kill a ninth-level intermediate saint.

No, we can never let them leave the Manghuang Emperor's Palace alive.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to kill this evil spirit.

Soon, the coldest murderous intention appeared in Mang Cangyu's heart.

Mang Cang Hong, for my Mang Cang Ancient Country, ancestor, I can only feel sorry for you.

At this moment, Mang Cang Yu secretly made up his mind to kill Yang Fan and his "two clones" even if he gave up Ancient Emperor Mang Cang.

Although the Mangcang Ancient Emperor was one of the few strong men of their Mangcang Ancient Clan, their Mangcang Ancient Clan had still suffered enough losses, which was not enough to shake the foundation of their Mangcang Ancient Clan.

Among the major empires, the Nine Pseudo Saints are already ancestor-level combat power. Each of them is the pillar of the empire. Some of the lower-ranked empires, such as Qinglin, Du~long and other empires, do not even have A nine-path false saint, but in an ancient country like the Mangcang Ancient Country that has been passed down for tens of billions of years, more than ten false saints are the foundation of the ancient country.

"Huh? This old guy has murderous intentions for me." Yang Fan's clone in the center frowned slightly and said.

"Junior, if you can witness the most powerful killing move of my Mang Cang clan, you Jiuquan can rest in peace." Hearing this, Mang Cang Yu no longer concealed the murderous intention in his heart, and said coldly, "The great formation of all living beings has risen, and all living beings are fighting." Strength, gather my body."

"Ah, it's the ancestor, the ancestor is calling us."

"Children of the ancient tribe, raise your hands and give your strength to help our ancestors slay the evil spirits."

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