Invincible Bloodline

The great world of Lingwu.

The King of Gods, the True King of Ten Thousand Thunders, and the other eight holy kings were all stunned, with dull faces, which were so unreal.

Win...win, is this how the Lord wins?

This... this... this... I'm not dreaming, am I?

Those were a hundred and ten powerful Saint Kings, not a hundred and ten half-step Saint Kings, let alone any saints. They were actually suppressed by someone with just one palm.

Is there anything more absurd in the world than this? If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would believe it, and who would dare to believe it?

This power is more than enough to sweep hundreds of rivers around, and their master is so young that he is not even ten thousand years old.

Gululu... cruel! It's really too cruel!

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A three-story ship.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Witch even broke out into hysterical wails. He couldn't believe it. He really couldn't believe what he was seeing.

How could his own bodyguard be defeated? It was an elite bodyguard comparable to the top fourth-level Heavenly Saint King.

In the Luohe Star Region, where the Third Heavenly Saint King is almost rare, he is an invincible existence that overwhelms everything.

How could they be defeated, or be crushed by such a strong force without any suspense.

This is not true, it must not be true.

You must know that it is just a treasure left by Hongyu Tianzun in the realm of the Holy King's Ninth Heaven, and it is not the real Tianzun treasure. How could it be so terrifying?

If a ninth-level heavenly saint king could easily create a fifth-level heavenly saint king in just a few thousand years, then how come he has only such a little cultivation now.

His master, as the top wizard king in the party, was almost as powerful as the demigod Tianzun, and was more than ten times stronger than the Holy King Hongyu back then.

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Among the stars.

Yang Fan's expression remained unchanged, as if he had done an insignificant thing. If he couldn't suppress a group of aphids that were not even the fourth-level holy king, then he would have devoured so many top-level holy medicines in vain, and Hongmeng Ziqi was gone. .

The next second......

Yang Fan turned his eyes and looked at the Holy Son of Witch that day with a cold gaze.

"Boom~~~"

Yang Fan moved his right hand, directly tearing apart the space and grabbing at that day's Wu Shengzi.

Those subordinates of Holy Son of Heavenly Witch deserve to be killed, but Holy Son of Heavenly Witch, the real master, Yang Fan will not let go.

In just a few thousand years, Holy Son of Witchcraft has been promoted from a mere half-saint to a first-level Holy King. He has so many powerful Holy Kings under his command. If he does not have any great opportunities or adventures, he will kill Yang Fan. Don't believe it either.

If the Holy Son of Witchcraft does not die today, he will definitely become a serious problem for him in the future.

Raising tigers to make them suffer from such stupid things, how could he do it unless his head was caught in the door.

"Ah, no..." Tianwu Shengzi's expression suddenly changed, and he didn't care to shock why Yang Fan had such terrifying power.

For the current plan, it is the last word to save one's own life first.

"Buzz~~~Buzz~~~Buzz~~~"

In an instant, the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch created thousands of witchcraft barriers.

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

It's just that with the cultivation level of the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch who had just become the Witch King, under Yang Fan's terrifying power that could almost rival the fifth-level Heavenly Saint King, it was no better than that humble aphid.

The hundreds of witchcraft barriers were like paper, unable to provide any protection at all, and were completely crushed.

"Boom~~~"

The big hand covering the sky continued to crush down, and the terrifying palm force seemed to crush the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch into slag.

"Ah~~~No..." The Holy Son of the Heavenly Witch suddenly burst into a desperate cry. He was not willing to give in. He was really not willing to give in. With his talent and potential, he was even inferior to the Son of God of the Witch Clan. That is to say, it is a slightly lower level. As long as he does not fall, it is just a matter of time to surpass his master and prove the position of demigod in the future. How could he fall here and fall in the hands of such a little thief?

God is unfair, God is unfair!

.......

It's too late, it's fast.

"Pfft~~~~"

The space in front of the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch rippled, and a figure suddenly appeared.

This is a stalwart middle-aged man who is over ten feet tall. He is wearing a set of animal skin armor, and his aura dominates the heavens. Even the Flying Star Witch King, who has almost reached the peak of the low-level Witch King, is far inferior to him. It is completely There is no comparison between a small witch and a big witch.

"Bang~~~~"

The stalwart middle-aged man waved his hand and swatted it away, just like an ordinary person swatting a fly. There was nothing mysterious about it, but with such an ordinary palm, it easily blocked Yang Fan's terrifying wave. one strike.

"Uncle Xing..." Seeing the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, the Holy Son of Heavenly Witch immediately screamed, his voice filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

The feeling in my throat immediately relaxed.

Uncle Xing was a powerful general under his master. He had already reached the intermediate level of the Wizard King thousands of years ago. His combat power was so powerful that he was considered top-notch even among the fifth-level heavenly saint kings.

With him here, he will be able to keep him safe and even avenge his shame.

In an instant, the murderous intention that had just retreated was steaming in his heart again.

"Uncle Xing, kill him, kill him for me... I want him to die, I want him to die..." The voice of Holy Son Tianwu was almost crazy, almost, just a little bit, He died at the hands of this little beast.

"Junior, you are so brave. You actually dare to take action against my young master..." Uncle Xing looked at Yang Fan coldly and said coldly, "Since you haven't made a big mistake yet, let me go immediately." If you want to capture someone, I can still give you a happy..."

His facial expression was very proud, looking down upon the sky, and did not take Yang Fan seriously at all.

It seems that he can give Yang Fan a happy life, which is already a great kindness on his part.

"Capture him without a fight? Give me a pleasure? Just you, you are really brazen!" A flash of disdain flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. The strength of the person in front of him was the only one he had seen so far. It is very likely that he has the average fifth-level Heavenly Saint King combat power, or even more. High, but he has never used his true power. So far, he has not used even one ten thousandth of his combat power.

"Stubborn! Junior, you will know later that death is also a luxury wish." Uncle Xing laughed ferociously. Even an ant who could step into the threshold of the fifth-level holy king dared to challenge him. Xing Zhanwu King, I simply don’t know whether to live or die.

Over the years, ants like this have died in his hands, not just a hundred, but also some in their fifties and sixties.

The next second......

"Boom~~~"

The momentum of the Xing Zhan Witch King climbed crazily and reached an infinite level.

Endless hurricanes were like cosmic storms erupting from the pores and cells of his body, sweeping across the starry sky.

His flesh shell also began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, ten feet... one hundred feet... one thousand feet... ten thousand feet... one hundred thousand feet. .....millions of feet......

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a terrifying giant that was tens of millions of feet tall. The aura in his body was so violent that it increased by more than a hundred times.

His whole body was covered with a layer of cyan hurricane, tearing apart the sky and the earth. The endless storm was constantly rotating around him, like a terrifying wind god who controlled the storm of the universe.

next moment.......

The endless storm began to restrain itself and evolved into a mysterious hurricane armor, draped on his body, with mysterious wind sacred patterns flashing on it.

It seems that as long as ordinary people take one look at it, they will immediately be intoxicated in the avenue of endless wind and be unable to extricate themselves.

"Junior, please pay the price for your words." Xing Zhan Witch King opened his mouth like a sea of ​​blood, and his voice sounded like a roar of a god.

Under his feet, hurricanes were steaming up, and ancient witch patterns were looming.

"This power, well, has almost reached the realm of the high-level fifth-level holy king." Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, and a flash of light flashed, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. As long as he was not the sixth-level holy king, Yang Fan would have no power. Afraid of anyone.

In an instant, a violent fighting spirit surged in Yang Fan's heart. It was hard to find an opponent. At his current level of cultivation, it was not easy to find an evenly matched opponent, especially in a place like Tiannan Jiehe. It is even more difficult in places where resources are scarce.

"Oh, you can actually still have the will to fight. I have underestimated you." A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of Xing Zhan Witch King. At this moment, the ordinary low-level fifth-level heavenly holy king has already lost all his fighting spirit and is panic-stricken. It was uneasiness, but soon, that touch of surprise was replaced by a hint of coldness, "Unfortunately, you should not have offended my young master. No one in heaven and earth can save you."

The words just fell.

"Boom~~~"

Xing Zhan Witch King moved his right arm and crushed Yang Fan away with his palm.

With this palm, Xing Zhan Witch King did not hold back too much, and exploded ten levels of power, a violent cosmic storm, destroying everything. The power was so terrifying that it seemed to be able to destroy a primary world in one blow. It was simply terrifying. It makes people despair.

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

The Holy Formation of the Great World of Lingwu was shaking violently, and it seemed that it could not bear it. The violent palm wind would completely collapse in the next moment.

horrible! You must know that Xing Zhan Witch King is thousands of light years away from the Lingwu world.

If they were getting closer, I'm afraid the boundary-protecting formation would have been destroyed long ago.

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In an instant, the hearts of countless creatures in the Lingwu world suddenly rose to their throats. Extremely frightened

This is definitely the biggest disaster in their Lingwu world. Once Supreme Yang Fan does something bad, will Holy Son Wu let them go that day?

They dare not gamble, let alone do not want to gamble.

Heaven bless the Supreme One, and he must defeat that powerful enemy.

Lord, you must win, you must win!

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