Invincible Bloodline

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

Yang Fan was surrounded by purple energy, as if he were a high-altitude god, overlooking the common people.

The breath dominates the world, I am the only one, invincible.

The sound was rolling and boiling, like thunder, ringing in the ears of the half-step saint kings and old monsters.

Although each of them has good skills, and they are thousands of light years away, peeking from a distance, it is really difficult for the average top half-step holy king to detect their whereabouts, but under Yang Fan's terror, which can rival the supreme holy king Under the power of the Holy Soul, everyone's whereabouts are so conspicuous.

It is as dazzling and dazzling as the blazing hot sun.

But at the beginning, Yang Fan's attention was on the True King of Wan Lei and he was too lazy to pay attention to them. Now that the True King of Wan Lei has surrendered, it is time to deal with these little ones.

Unknowingly, Yang Fan's eyes began to flicker with a burning light.

There were not many people peeping secretly, only a few dozen people, less than a hundred.

But all of them are the top experts in the Tiannan Boundary River. Their cultivation levels are so advanced that they are all twenty-eight and half-step saint kings. Most of them have exceeded the thirty-three and half-step saint king realm. There are more than thirty half-step saint kings above, and even the thirty-six half-step saint kings have as many as eleven people. Several of them are stronger than the Wan Lei True King who has not used the world-destroying thunder seed. Come, they are not much inferior, they are all the strongest among the thirty-six half-step saint kings.

He is just one chance away from attaining the position of Holy King.

With so many top experts, if he could devour and refine them all, it would be enough for him to achieve another major breakthrough in strength.

Moreover, he has not yet started refining the nearly five hundred half-step holy kings he captured before. Counting them, Yang Fan is confident that the number of laws he can control will increase to more than a hundred, or even more than a hundred and ten.

Those who can cultivate to the half-step Saint King realm are all peerless evildoers who are rare in this world for billions of years. They all have seventh-grade holy veins, like Wan Lei True King and other thirty-six half-step Saint Kings. They are at least accurate. Ninth-grade holy veins, even real ninth-grade holy veins.

Devouring the holy veins in their bodies, even if Yang Fan's own holy veins cannot truly enter the ranks of the ninth-grade holy veins, I'm afraid it won't be much different.

The talent potential has increased tenfold, and more than a hundredfold.

Understanding a dozen or twenty laws again is definitely not a dream.

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"No, he found me..." In the starry sky in all directions, the faces of half-step holy kings suddenly changed. Many people's eyes showed unspeakable fear and fear. Regretful, just a sound made their blood boil, their internal organs shifted, and they almost wanted to vomit blood. They actually thought of killing this monster. It was really the old man who had eaten arsenic and was impatient to live.

Such a monster is simply not something they can match.

"No, you can't stay here for long."

"Let's go, get out of here right now."

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Soon, the Half-Step Holy King retreated.

But before they could take action, they felt an extremely uneasy feeling in their hearts for no reason. It seemed that as long as they dared to run away, a disaster would be imminent and they would die without a burial place.

How could they let the prey in their mouths run away? Although Yang Fan made no other moves, his terrifying holy soul power comparable to that of the Supreme Holy King had already locked onto these half-step holy kings. As long as they had a little bit If there is any abnormal movement, what awaits them will definitely be a thunderous strike.

"What to do? Go or not go?"

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"If you haven't come out yet, why should I ask you to come out?" Yang Fan frowned slightly, and there was a hint of sullenness in his voice, which made people tremble with fear. Several twenty-eight half-step saints with low cultivation levels Wang couldn't suppress the rolling tears, so he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

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"That's all, I will meet this little Yang Fan today to see what his intentions are?" Soon, a group of half-step saint kings made a decision. They could see this side even if they didn't see it. The holy soul warned them that they But they don't dare to be careless. When their cultivation reaches their level, it is almost inevitable under the influence of heaven and man.

next moment........

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

The starry sky in all directions of Yang Fan was torn open like a curtain, and each half-step Saint King passed through the space and broke through the sky.

"Old Qingluo (Old Man Qianhe, Liyang, Mo Yuan...) has met His Highness Yang Fan." A group of half-step saint kings bowed slightly towards Yang Fan and saluted, including the eleven None of the thirty-six half-step saint kings dared to show any slightest care.

In the world of monks, the strong are respected and the accomplished are the first.

Although Yang Fan is one millionth or even one billionth less than them in age, his cultivation is a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than them.

"The inheritance of the Holy King is in my hands. If you want the inheritance of the Holy King, it depends on whether you have the ability." Yang Fan smiled coldly and went straight to the point.

"Misunderstanding, Your Highness Yang Fan, this is all a misunderstanding. We have no intention of coveting him."

"Yes, Your Highness Yang Fan, you must have misunderstood."

"We have absolutely no such idea."

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The Half-Step Holy King shook his head like a rattle and hurriedly denied it. At this moment, how could they dare to admit that although the Holy King's inheritance is good, it must have the destiny to possess it. Yang Fan's combat power is unparalleled. I am afraid that he is not much weaker than the legendary Holy King Supreme. Even if all of them gather their strength, they will hardly be his opponent.

"I am here just to watch the battle between His Highness and the True King of Wan Lei. I have absolutely no other evil thoughts. Please be clear to Your Highness."

"Your Highness, please give me some advice..."

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"Just here to watch the battle? Everyone, do you think I am a fool?" A trace of sarcasm flashed across the corner of Yang Fan's mouth. He really thought that he was young and easy to fool around with. He could say such things to deceive a fool.

"Your Highness, we are really just..."

Before all the half-step saint kings could finish speaking, they were interrupted by Yang Fan coldly, "I don't care whether you are really here to watch the battle or you have other thoughts. Today, you have only two ways to go, either surrender to me." , or become my enemy."

"Your Highness, please don't bully others too much..." Yi Zun, a half-step holy king, had unspeakable anger in his eyes and gritted his teeth. This little Yang Fan really thought they were soft creatures that he could knead. Not a persimmon?

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he said coldly, "Everyone, I advise you to think carefully about some things before you say them. You only have one chance."

"Yang Fan, keep a line in everything so that we can meet again in the future. We are not easy to offend..." Burning anger boiled in the hearts of the half-step saint kings, thinking that none of them are the super saints of the same party. The elders are the pillars of a supreme religion. They are all great figures who truly stand on the top of the world. When have they ever been forced like this?

"So, you are determined to become my enemy."

"Yang Fan, you...you...aren't you afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken?" Fighting alone, they admitted that they were indeed far from Yang Fan's opponent. Even if they used forbidden techniques, it would be difficult. They were defeated by this monster, but they were not alone. With the combined efforts of all of them, they were not without the power to fight.

Even if Yang Fan can defeat them, he may have to pay a heavy price in the end.

"The fish dies and the net breaks? It's just up to you? Naive, the fish will die, but the net will never be broken." Yang Fan's eyes flashed with contempt, and he said with great certainty that nearly a hundred top half-step holy kings joined forces, it can be said that they are not weak, the supreme holy king is not Out of this world, almost no one would be their opponent, not even the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders who fused the World-Destroying Thunder Seed. Although the second form of the World-Destroying Thunder Seed was terrifying and its power directly matched that of the Holy King, it was With the cultivation level of the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders, he can only launch a single blow. It is still far from being able to maintain the second form of the World-Destroying Thunder Seed for a long time.

The next second......

Before all the Half-Step Saint Kings could speak, Yang Fan's eyes moved and landed directly on a Thirty-Six Paths Half-Step Saint King. Among the eleven Thirty-six Paths Half-Step Saint Kings, one of the few with three One of the thirty-six half-step saint kings who has perfected all the laws of the sixteen saint kings, said indifferently, "Submission or destruction?"

"Yang Fan, do you really want to be an enemy of our Yuan Shen Sect?" The thirty-six-step half-step Saint King Serili said inwardly. He is one of the ten super powers of the Yuan Shen Sect in the Tiannan Boundary River. His power is even stronger than that of the Tiandao Sect. Come on, they are all slightly better. The number of top half-step saint kings in the sect exceeds the number of hands, and there are even two thirty-six half-step saint kings sitting there.

"If you don't surrender, you will die."

"Boom~~~"

Yang Fan just slapped it with one palm, showing no mercy.

"Ah, no~~~~"

"Chi~~~Chi~~~Chi~~~"

In an instant, the thirty-six half-step holy kings laid out hundreds of defensive barriers.

However, it was completely useless. Under Yang Fan's invincible power that was comparable to the Holy King Supreme, the thirty-six half-step Holy King was really too weak.

"Bang~~~Bang~~~Bang~~~"

The huge gesture of covering the sky was like breaking bamboo, instantly destroying hundreds of defensive barriers and completely suppressing the thirty-six half-step holy kings.

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"Ah~~~Failed. Ancestor Tianyuan was defeated like that. This...this...this..." The half-step saint kings around him were horrified. Jue, even if I have felt Yang Fan's invincible power before, I am still inexplicably shocked at this moment. Ancestor Tianyuan, that is the thirty-sixth perfect half-step holy king. He is only one opportunity away from the realm of the holy king. Compared with not being destroyed, The True King of Ten Thousand Thunders from Shi Lei is only slightly inferior.

at this time.......

Yang Fan looked at another half-step Saint King with thirty-six paths of perfection, "Submit or die?"

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