Invincible Bloodline

Lingwu Great World, beyond the starry sky.

Yang Fan laughed wildly, looking at the demon king as if looking at a fool, can this guy be a little funny? There is nothing more ridiculous in the world than mobilizing people to come to the Lingwu Great World for revenge, but they don't know who he is.

"What? You are Yang Fan?"

The face of the Demon King suddenly changed, and he looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. He had never really seen Yang Fan himself, but only seen Yang Fan's image, which was still the image of the holy soul avatar. But in terms of temperament, there is a big gap, and after more than a hundred years of closed-door cultivation, after the Primordial Indestructible Body entered Xiaocheng, Yang Fan's face changed a little, not someone who is familiar with Yang Fan, really It may not be possible to recognize Yang Fan at a glance.

"He... he is Yang Fan? This... how is this possible."

Not only the king of demon gods, but even the half-step saint kings of the demon palace behind him are equally unbelievable. The top powerhouses of the Wansheng Palace, Tiandao Sect, Confucian Saint Palace and many other big forces are all waiting by the Tianhe River, waiting for the rabbit. That child Yang Fan threw himself into the trap.

It's not so easy for Yang Fan's child to escape.

The power of the major forces squatting on the banks of the Tianhe River, they all know something, the top half-step saint king alone is more than the number of hands, and the half-step saint kings of other levels are more than two hundred, even if they gather all their strength, it is difficult to relax If they are destroyed, otherwise, they will not settle for the next best thing and send their ideas to the Lingwu Great World.

After all, Yang Fan is their big enemy, and Yang Fan's great opportunity is their primary goal.

Compared with capturing Yang Fan directly, coercion with the life of relatives may not be very effective.

In the eyes of these half-step holy kings, the most important thing is themselves. It's hard to say how much family affection can be.

And if Yang Fan's child really managed to escape from the Tianhe River, it's impossible for them not to hear from him.

Even if they were thinking about it, they couldn't imagine that it only took three days for Yang Fan to rush back to the Lingwu Great World from the central Tianhe. It will take a month for Central Tianhe to rush to Lingwu Great World.

Three days is really too short. The news of the annihilation of all the top powerhouses along the Tianhe River has now spread throughout the starry sky in the center of the Tiannan Boundary River. If it wants to spread to the Lingwu Great World, it will take at least ten days. Day and half a month.

The Tiannan Boundary River is really too vast, and its diameter is measured in trillions of light years.

"You're not too stupid." Yang Fan sneered with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

at this time.......

"Good! Good! Good! Yang Fan, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you have to go through it. How dare you destroy the foundation of my Nine Heavens Temple? You really are heinous, and you deserve death!!!" An extremely venomous voice erupted from a war fortress thousands of light-years in diameter, boiling and sweeping across the entire starry sky, "Today! No one can save you, I want you, I want you to live, I want to die Can't.

next moment.......

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

A series of terrifying divine lights burst out from large fortresses with a diameter of hundreds of light years, or even thousands of light years. In an instant, they had already arrived around Yang Fan, surrounding Yang Fan to death.

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

The terrifying pressure of the breath directly crushed the starry sky in all directions.

All of them are peerless half-step saint kings. Yang Fan's blowing up Shengluo Fortress is nothing, but suppressing Senluo Demon God with one palm has completely attracted the attention of all half-step saint kings.

Senluo Demon God is the half-step holy king of the Nine Dao Perfection, just a thin line away from the top half-step holy king. Among all their half-step holy kings, they can squeeze into the top 20, and they can't be tolerated. Pay attention to.

Counting the thirty-eight half-step saint kings including the Demon God Palace Demon King, there are a total of two hundred and sixty-six half-step saint kings, all of whom have arrived here, including 17 top-level half-step saint kings and senior half-step saint kings. There are sixty-two step saint kings, and one hundred and twenty-eight intermediate half step saint kings. On the contrary, the number of low level half step saint kings is relatively small, far inferior to the intermediate half step saint kings, and even the advanced half step saint kings are not as good. Only fifty-nine people.

Like this kind of battle in another world, the low-level half-step holy king suffers the most. Under the suppression of the power of the world, he directly falls to the top-level holy state. Yuanlong Zhenwang and others can often kill one or two with a high-level holy talisman. Respect the low-level half-step holy king.

In just twenty years, most of the low-level half-step holy kings were killed directly.

Of course, even so, this lineup is extremely terrifying, far stronger than the forces that besieged and killed Yang Fan three days ago. You must know that among the seventeen top half-step holy kings, there are thirty-four, thirty-five and a half There is one step saint king each, there is another thirty-three half-step saint kings on par with the king of demon gods, and there are as many as five thirty-one and thirty-two half-step saint kings.

"If you want me to survive or die? Just rely on you aphid?" Yang Fan contemptuously cast a contemptuous glance at the Lord of the Southern Boundary River Jiuxiao, who was also the only thirty-five-step half-step saint king among all the half-step saint kings. I don't know where this aphid's self-confidence comes from, and it really answered the saying that the ignorant are fearless.

"Death is imminent, dare to talk..."

"die."

Before the Lord of Nine Heavens could finish speaking, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his body moved, and he directly tore apart the starry sky, appearing in front of the Lord of Nine Heavens instantly, with a slap down on his head.

"Boom~~~"

With this palm, Yang Fan no longer held back any more, and the strength of the ten-layer flesh shell was fully released, it was like a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha.

The horror of power, even if it has not reached the realm of the holy king, is far more than ten times, more than a hundred times, more than the thirty-six half-step holy kings.

The Primordial Immortal Body of the Xiaocheng Realm is so domineering, it does not allow people to survive at all.

"Ah, how is this possible..." The pupils of the Lord of the Nine Heavens shrank, full of disbelief, this power, compared to the thirty-six half-step holy king he had met before, Both are too strong, too much, between the two, it is not a matter of level at all.

Could it be that this little bastard has already become a holy king?

"No, it's impossible, how old is he, I don't believe it, I don't believe it... Roar! Let me block it." The Lord of Nine Heavens burst into a hysterical roar, like a wild beast that was cornered.

"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"

The light of azure blue stars flickered in front of the Lord of Nine Heavens, forming a starlight shield in front of him.

Star-studded and dreamy.

Nine Heavens Star Shield - one of the treasures of the Nine Heavens Temple Town Hall, the ultimate defensive quasi-dao weapon, with this Nine Heavens Star Shield, the Lord of Nine Heavens is enough to fight against thirty-six half-step holy kings.

"Boom~~~"

The invincible palm force bombarded the Nine Heavens Star Shield.

"Om~~~Om~~~"

The Nine Heavens Star Shield let out a painful cry directly, and on the shield, there appeared a series of fine and dense criss-cross cracks, which seemed to be completely broken in the next second.

Although the ultimate quasi-dao weapon is strong, it is still not enough to look at in front of Yang Fan, who is full of strength in the flesh shell.

"Ah, puff~~~" The Lord of Nine Heavens spurted out a big mouthful of blood, his aura weakened at a terrifying speed, and the treasure of his life was injured, which directly caused him a serious injury.

 …

"stop."

"Ah, no."

"Holy Master, be careful."

 …

The half-step holy kings of the Nine Heavens Temple scattered in the starry sky burst into piercing howls, wanting to rescue them, but their legs seemed to be rooted, and they couldn't move no matter what. They are all half-step holy kings, and there is even a thirty-three half-step holy king among them, but that level of battle is beyond their ability to intervene. The power that Yang Fan erupts is really too terrifying. The aftertaste of the breath alone made them tremble with fear and horror. The two sides were not at the same level of life at all, and the gap between them was as huge as light years.

Unspeakable panic flickered deep in the pupils of many half-step saint kings. Once the Lord of Nine Heavens perishes, what will await them is completely unimaginable.

 …

"Bang~~~"

The Nine Heavens Star Shield finally couldn't hold on anymore, and exploded into countless fragments.

"Aphids, die." Yang Fan's face flashed ferociously, and the invincible palm force was as powerful as a bamboo, and he slammed to the end.

 …

"Ah, no~~~" One Zun Jiuxiao Temple closed his eyes in despair, unable to bear to see that tragic scene coming.

 …

It's too late to say it.

"Roar! Little bastard, you are the one who deserves to be damned..." A flash of determination flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Nine Heavens, his face was extremely distorted, just like the ghost from the Nine Nether Hell, erupting into a creepy ghost Xiao, in an instant, an immortal leg bone exuding the terrifying aura of a holy king appeared in his hand and merged into his body.

next second.......

Numerous mysterious Dao patterns erupted from his body, and the aura around him surged wildly, rising steadily, surpassing the category of thirty-six half-step holy kings in an instant.

Traces of terrifying might of the Holy King emanated from his body, like the resurrection of the legendary Holy King, which easily offset Yang Fan's invincible palm power that could even blow up thirty-six half-step Holy Kings.

The Lord of Nine Heavens looked at Yang Fan with a distorted face, and his voice was piercingly cold, "Yang Fan, you bastard, how dare you force me to use the leg bones of the Holy King. Today, you will definitely die! No one can save you."

 …

"What? The leg bone of the Holy King? It is said that the Nine Heavens Temple once obtained a piece of the leg bone of the Holy King. I always thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be the truth... Good! Good! Good! Yang Fan Son, you are dead."

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: I haven't asked for flowers for a long time, let the flowers go to 500 flowers.