Invincible Bloodline

Tiannan Boundary River, on the banks of the Tianhe River.

Many half-step saint kings and tens of thousands of top-level saints all stared wide-eyed. Their eyes were full of disbelief. They didn't have much reservations about the joint attack just now, and they were all their own. It is no exaggeration to say that even the thirty-six half-step holy kings, under the heavy rain of this ultimate move, may be seriously injured if they are a little careless, but What did they see, that terrifying force capable of severely injuring the thirty-six half-step holy kings hit Yang Fan, not to mention severely injuring him, killing him, but not even a single hair of him was injured. At most, there were a few holes in the black robe on his body.

What's even more frightening is that they clearly saw that Yang Fan didn't use any defensive means at all, that is to say, he relied entirely on his flesh to resist their attacks.

Gululu.......this......this......how is this possible? Is he... is he still human?

In an instant, endless panic and despair continued to spread in their hearts. Many half-step holy kings and top-level saints were even pale, their eyes were dull, and all their energy seemed to be emptied at once, as if they had lost their souls. Like a puppet, not the slightest bit angry.

Gathering the strength of all of them, they can't break the defense of that monster Yang Fan. How can we fight this battle? How can we fight?

The way is unfair, how can there be such a monster in the world.

Even the strongest physical cultivators in Tiannanjiehe would never be unscathed under their wild bombardment.

 …

explosion center.

Yang Fan stands proudly, like a god on high, overlooking all directions, invincible.

The breath around him did not weaken at all, completely ignoring the crazy attacks of the half-step saint kings and top saints.

Even if they hadn't activated the Primordial Indestructible Body and raised their defense to the extreme, it wasn't something they could break through.

At least he has to be the thirty-six half-step holy king, and he has to hold the top quasi-dao weapon in order to tear Yang Fan's skin.

But that's it, such a small wound is not even considered a minor injury, and with the small achievement of the Indestructible Primordial Body, coupled with the fusion of the double holy body, Yang Fan's indestructible power has directly increased by more than ten times, don't say that With a small gap, even if the body is blown apart, it can be restored in an instant.

It is simply a monster among monsters. The holy king has never seen it before, so he doesn't know, but the indestructible power of these half-step holy kings is far behind him by more than a thousand miles, and they are not at the same level at all.

"Die."

There was a smear of ferocity across his face, and Yang Fan just slapped it out with a palm.

The terrifying hand covered a land of hundreds of millions of miles, and captured dozens of half-step holy kings and hundreds of top-level holy kings in an instant.

"Ah~~~No...don't...forgive...forgive me..."

"Boom~~~"

Terrifying power spewed out from Yang Fan's palm, directly banning the half-step holy king and top-level holy venerable within it.

Now is not the time to devour them, unless Yang Fan does not want to use all the laws of the Holy King they control for his own use, otherwise, if he devours and refines them in a hurry, the many laws of the Holy King controlled by the half-step saint kings can absorb one layer, then It's all luck.

The Dao of Law is different from the power of the source of life. Yang Fan has to comprehend it carefully before he can use it for his own use.

This is a delicate job, don't rush it.

Suppressing more than a dozen half-step holy kings and hundreds of top-level saints again, Yang Fan was still not satisfied. With a movement of his body, he directly tore apart the space, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, entering a group of strong men, waving his hands frequently, Turning into big hands covering the sky, grabbing quickly, just like an eagle catching chickens, one grab is a lot.

Abnormally relaxed, without any difficulty at all, every breath and every second, there are a lot of half-step holy kings, and the top holy ones are brisk by Yang Fan.

"Hey, Yang Fan, you bastard, die for me."

"Ah, this seat is fighting with you."

"Die."

 …

"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"

All the half-step holy kings are like angry beasts, roaring again and again, attacking frantically, shattering the vacuum, shattering everything, and finally using forbidden techniques to forcibly improve their strength, but even so, they can't do anything. It's useless work, even if they raised their power to a great level, so what, hitting Yang Fan's terrifying holy body that is chasing the real Dao weapon is completely scratching, even making Yang Fan feel the pain less than.

On the other hand, Yang Fan, with every attack, there will be several or even more half-step saint kings, and the top saints will disappear without a trace.

 …

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

"Hahaha~~~ Delicious! It's really his mother's joy, hahaha~~~" Yang Fan laughed wantonly, his voice was indescribably joyful, in just a short while, he had already captured hundreds of half-step holy kings, More than 5,000 top-level saints, these are all top-level powerhouses in the Tiannan Boundary River. It is not an easy task even if it is a hundred or ten.

Tiannan Boundary River, among the saints, high-level saints like Lingwu Shengzun, and even lower-level middle-level and low-level saints are the mainstream. Top-level saints and half-step saint kings are often mixed in the major ruins, or leave Tiannan Boundary River, wandering in other nearby Boundary Rivers.

It may be a bit reluctant for a top-level saint to break into other realms, but a half-step saint king, even in the entire Emma realm, can be called a master and has the qualifications to venture into the realm.

After all, most of the boundary river masters, that is, holy kings, many boundary rivers, even like Tiannan Jiehe, have no holy kings at all, and half-step holy kings are already the strongest.

 …

Another stick of incense time passed.

Collapsed, the remaining half-step saint kings and top saints completely collapsed, and there was no longer any thought of resistance.

"Ah, the devil, he's a devil."

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

"Run away, run away immediately, this monster is simply not something we can fight against."

 …

In less than half an hour, there were a total of two hundred and forty-three half-step saint kings, and now it has been ten to seventy-eight, and only a fraction is left. Thirty-eight people, even the 17 top-level half-step saint kings, all Fourteen people were suppressed, and the tens of thousands of top saints were even more miserable. Now there are less than a thousand people, and there is really no one in ten.

Cruel, really too brutal.

At this moment, they just want to leave this place, stay away from this monster Yang Fan, and it is best not to see this monster again for the rest of their lives.

Opportunity, hatred, everything was thrown out of the sky by them, the world is big, and their own life is the biggest.

"嗖~~~嗖~~~嗖~~~"

A group of half-step saint kings and top saints turned into streamers one after another, exerting all their strength to increase their speed to the highest.

As for space teleportation?

They thought, but under the raging aftermath of the war, the surrounding space has already been fragmented, and the space is turbulent and violent. They don't have the heaven-defying holy body like Yang Fan. If they move the space at this time, it is completely because they think they died not fast enough.

 …

"Want to escape? Have you asked me?" Yang Fan had a playful look in his eyes. Although 205 half-step saint kings and nearly 10,000 top-level saints had been suppressed, it didn't mean Yang Fan would let them go.

Thirty-eight half-step saint kings, nearly a thousand top-level saints, are also a rare tonic.

The voice fell.

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

The momentum of Yang Fan's whole body rose again and again, skyrocketing crazily.

In an instant, it enveloped a land of tens of light-years in radius.

"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"

Thirty-eight half-step holy kings scattered in all directions, nearly a thousand top-level saints immediately stagnated in speed, especially those top-level saints, who couldn't bear the invincible coercion, and knelt down directly.

 …

"Ah~~~ No, it's not true, it's not true."

"How can you still hide?"

 …

The hysterical wailing continued to sound from the mouths of the half-step saint kings. Yang Fan's just erupted combat power was already terrifying enough. Even now, many of them still can't accept it. There is also hiding, and there is no way for people to survive.

He is not yet long live.

Even if you are the son of the legendary Dao, you should never be so perverted.

 …

"Okay, everything is over." Yang Fan grinned ferociously, and a hand that could only be measured suddenly emerged, and grabbed the thirty-eight half-step saint kings and nearly a thousand top-level saints.

 …

"Oh, don't, don't kill me."

"Master Yang Fan, I surrender, I surrender."

"Yang Faner dare, this seat is the Supreme Elder of Wansheng Palace, do you really want to be an enemy of Wansheng Palace?"

"Hey, Yang Fan, my Lingshen Palace won't let you go. Go to heaven and earth, the world is so big, there is no place for you anymore..."

.........

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Finally, it was done before twelve o'clock. It is not easy to say, and I would like to thank my little friend Huangmao for the reward.