Invincible Bloodline

The great world of Lingwu, the starry sky beyond the sky.

The aura of the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders dominates the heavens, and a terrifying shadow of the demon god appears behind him. The aura is so terrifying that it is like the legendary world-destroying Thunder Emperor who has been resurrected in this era after spanning 1300 billion years.

Rule the world, conquer and conquer, and be invincible!

Powerful. At this moment, Wan Lei Zhenwang felt that he was more powerful than ever before. It seemed that as long as he wanted, he could easily suppress even the top world, or even completely destroy it.

This power is probably no more than that of the legendary Holy King Supreme.

"Yang Fan, I want to ask you one last time, do you admit defeat or not?" The voice of the True King Wan Lei suddenly became loud and angry, as if he was trying his best to restrain something. A monster like Yang Fan, who is against the sky, has dozens and hundreds of people. It is unlikely that one will appear in trillions of years. Once he falls, it will be difficult for such a peerless monster to appear in their Tiannan Boundary River in the future~ Rao, he really can't bear it.

Wherever there are people, there are fights.

There are battles between countries, continents and continents, worlds and worlds, and between boundary rivers.

If a small boundary river like their Tiannan boundary river can appear a holy king, or even a peerless powerhouse that surpasses the saint king, it will be of great benefit to their entire boundary river, millions of big worlds, and billions of living beings.

"No need to say more, let's do it." Yang Fan shook his head slightly and said calmly, surrender? These two words have never been in his life dictionary.

Although the current True King of Ten Thousand Thunders is powerful, dozens or even hundreds of times more powerful than the Lord of Nine Heavens who fused the bones of the Holy King, there is still a big gap compared to the real powerful Holy King.

"Yang Fan, OK! OK! OK! You brought this all on yourself." A hint of anger flashed across the eyes of True King Wan Lei. He took the second form of the World-Destroying Thunder Seed and summoned the power of the World-Destroying Thunder Emperor to bless him. His strength suddenly increased a thousand times, but at the same time, the holy soul and thoughts of the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders were also being corroded and affected by the World-Destroying Thunder Emperor.

This made True King Wan Lei become even more violent and irritable.

It's like a volcano that's about to erupt.

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

Endless thunder curse seals flashed crazily all over the body of the True King of Wan Lei, and finally evolved into a flash of original lightning.

That thunder light is like the first thunder when the world was born, like the ancestor of all thunders, in charge of the avenue of thunder, enforcing the law on behalf of heaven, and dominating all realms. Its power is terrifying, far beyond the imagination of the world, and can almost rival a holy king. The all-powerful blow of the Supreme.

Even the top thirty-six half-step saint kings are like humble ants under the source of lightning, and they can be wiped out from the world in an instant.

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"Hiss~~~~This...this power is terrifying, really too terrifying, unstoppable, completely unstoppable..." All the old monsters in the starry sky in all directions gasped. Taking a breath of cold air, they had a feeling that if the original lightning blasted towards them, even if they used all their trump cards and forcibly increased their strength at all costs, they would never be able to block the destructive thunder.

"Dead, Yang Fan is definitely dead this time..." But for some reason, there is no trace of joy on their faces. Yang Fan is dead, but the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders But it's so scary, what can they do to fight for Yang Fan's secrets?

at this time.......

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

Endless purple energy burst out from the pore cells of Yang Fan's body like real dragons, sweeping across the starry sky.

In an instant, Yang Fan's whole body momentum exploded like a landslide and tsunami, and his whole body's strength, defense, endurance, speed... everything increased exponentially.

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"Ah~~~No, this is not true, how could he still be hiding..." A series of shrill wails kept ringing from the stars in all directions, and the eyes of the old monsters were as big as fish eyes. They almost stared out of their eyes, Cangtian, you are fucking kidding me.

He is not yet two thousand years old, not yet two thousand years old.

"Destroy!!!"

Yang Fan shouted loudly and then landed a palm.

There is nothing mysterious about this palm, it is just such a casual palm, just like an ordinary person who does not know any way of cultivation swatting a fly. It slaps on the original thunder light and instantly kills the original thunder light. It was smashed into pieces and disappeared without a trace.

"Broken~~~Broken, this~~~~This Yang Fan actually broke through my strongest attack like this, this...this...this... "Wan Lei Zhenwang was stunned, trembling and speechless.

"Pfft~~~"

The phantom of the World-Destroying Thunder Emperor behind him completely shattered and disappeared without a trace. The momentum of his whole body began to weaken rapidly at a terrifying speed. In just one breath, it was weakened by more than a thousand times, even compared to what he had never fused with the World-Destroying Thunder Emperor. Before Shi Lei was born, he was much weaker.

He has only just comprehended the second form of the world-destroying thunder species. Not to mention completely mastering this form, he is not even proficient in it. He only has the power of one blow.

Failure or failure.

"Zhenwang Wanlei, you have lost." Yang Fan looked down at Zhenwang Wanlei and said in a calm voice, as if he was announcing the most ordinary trivial matter.

"Failed~~~~Failed, it was me who failed..." There was unspeakable desolation and bitterness in the voice of True King Wan Lei. He thought that he had toiled for hundreds of billions of years, but in the end he was no match for this. For a child who is less than 2,000 years old, what is the meaning of so many years of hard training?

"I'm willing to admit defeat. You won't forget our bet, right?" Yang Fan smiled playfully. This was a choice made by True King Wan Lei. If he breaks his word, don't blame him for being ruthless.

"This...this..." True King Wan Lei's expression froze, and he just remembered that he still had a bet with Yang Fan. If he lost, he would become Yang Fan's slave for the rest of his life. I was driven by Yang Fan throughout my life.

"What? Do you want to regret it?" A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

"That's all, that's all..." The True King of Wan Lei smiled bitterly in his heart, willing to admit defeat. He, the True King of Wan Lei, is not someone who can't afford to lose. Moreover, people are like swordsmen and others are like fish and meat. Where is he now? Who has the right to go back on his word? Although freedom is important, it is nothing compared to one's own life.

Having lived for hundreds of billions of years, True King Wan Lei has long seen through all of this. Only living is the most important thing.

Besides, it is not a shame to submit to Yang Fan.

At less than 2,000 years old, he is almost as powerful as the Holy King. His future achievements are beyond his imagination. It is only a matter of time to surpass the Holy King.

It’s hard to say that this is still an opportunity for him. One day in the future, he will be able to become a Holy King, or even surpass him...

"Huh~~~~" Thinking like this, True King Wan Lei felt much better.

next moment.......

True King Wan Lei knelt down on one knee and said respectfully to Yang Fan, "Wan Lei has seen the Lord. The Lord has a boundless holy life and is eternal."

"Let go of your holy soul." Yang Fan did not give up planting the holy soul mark on True King Wan Lei because of his obedience. Yang Fan did not want to leave any hidden dangers for himself. With the power shown by True King Wan Lei, if He suddenly rebelled and took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack his parents and relatives. His men were simply unstoppable.

"this........"

A flash of hesitation flashed in the eyes of True King Wan Lei, but he immediately let go of his holy soul.

If he were in his shoes, he would definitely use means to control Yang Fan and control Yang Fan's life and death.

If there is no such precaution, it is impossible for that kind of person to live long in this cruel world.

And with Yang Fan's strength, it is not difficult to kill him. There doesn't seem to be much difference whether there is this restriction or not.

"Boom~~~"

Soon, Yang Fan's terrifying Holy Soul power, which was comparable to that of a powerful Holy King, came out of his body and poured into the Holy Soul of True King Wan Lei. He planted the mark of the Holy Soul and completely controlled the life and death of True King Wan Lei. .

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Lingwu World, the sixth youngest peak.

"Win, Fan'er, he won..." At this moment, Luo Yun truly felt relieved. Even though her precious son had the upper hand from beginning to end in this battle, the real winner was Before she lost her job, she had always felt uneasy.

Maybe this is because caring leads to chaos.

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Starry sky in all directions.

"I... surrendered. True King Wan Lei really surrendered."

"This...this...what should we do? What should we do?"

"Is it...do I really want to give up the great opportunity that day and go back home?"

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A half-step holy king, a deep reluctance flashed across the eyes of the old monster. They all saw Yang Fan's unparalleled performance just now. The opportunity he got was probably greater than they had imagined before. It's a thousand times more terrifying, it's even more likely to be the inheritance of a top holy king. Such a top inheritance is probably the only one in the entire Tiannan Boundary River, and there is no other semicolon. Maybe as long as you can get a part of it, you can't say it. It can give them a glimpse of the Holy King's realm.

It's just that Yang Fan's power is there. Even if it's not as good as the real Holy King Supreme, it's not much different. It's simply not something they can compete with.

Not even the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders can match them.

at this time.......

Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked around, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the four directions, and he slowly said, "Everyone, since you are here, please come out."

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