Invincible Bloodline

Weeping Blood Continent, Extreme Sacred Mountains, and the top of Lingshen Mountain.

"What? On... the envoy?"

"I... Did I hear you right?"

"This... this... what the hell is going on here?"

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On the stands in all directions, the bodies of countless strong men trembled, and a hint of horror flashed across their eyes.

The Holy Extreme Sect is the undisputed number one sect in their Central Continent, and those elders are by no means extraordinary. Stepping into the realm of consummation and semi-sacredness, the entire Saint Extreme Sect, only the lord suzerain and a few elders of the Saint Realm can stabilize them at one end.

In the huge land of Central Continent, who can be worthy of the great gift from the elders?

But soon, some people's expressions changed suddenly, as if they thought of something, the envoy? Could it be a big shot from the head sect of Shengji Sect?

As we all know, the Sacred Extreme Sect of the Weeping Blood Continent is actually just a branch of the Sacred Extreme Sect of the Lingwu Continent. In comparison, the Sacred Extreme Sect of the Lingwu Continent is a real colossus, and its power is a thousand times, ten thousand times that of Weeping Blood. There are more than one holy sect in the mainland, and in the huge Lingwu world, they are all powerful forces at the pinnacle.

Among them, the strong are like clouds, and the masters are like rain. Not to mention ordinary saints, there are also intermediate saints, and there are many even stronger high-level saints.

Although Yue Tianpeng and other high-ranking members of the Holy Extreme Sect are far from being able to control the holy medicines of all levels at will compared to Yang Sifan and the girls, the cultivation resources that Yang Fan has given them for thousands of years are enough to make countless half-step holy kings envious. There are quite a few of the sixth-level holy medicines alone, and their cultivation bases are climbing upwards. Nowadays, the senior officials of the Holy Extreme Sect, even if they are not high-level saints, are at least the best among intermediate-level saints, such as the suzerain Yue Tianpeng. Waiting for others, even if they are only one step away from the top saints, their strength is not at all inferior to the former number one person in the Lingwu world-Sage Lingwu.

Back then, Holy Master Lingwu had spent tens of billions of time before entering the realm of ninth-level high-level saints, and Yue Tianpeng and others, even counting their previous years of cultivation, were less than a million years old. Wu Shengzun doesn't even count for a fraction.

It has to be said that it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and any talent and potential are all imaginary. It is the last word to have a good backer.

In an instant, the eyes of many powerhouses burst into scorching light, especially those who attended the meeting, they were all inexplicably excited.

If they can be favored by the envoys and brought back to the Lingwu Continent, they will be determined. In the future, not to mention breaking through the semi-saint, it is very possible to prove the Tao and become a saint.

Legend has it that there were envoys in the Baizong Tianjiao Association thousands of years ago. At that time, several Tianjiao were favored by the envoy because of their outstanding performance. They went to Lingwu Continent together with the envoys. Now the lowest level of cultivation has reached the realm of the Holy Master, and the strongest cultivation level is even one step away from the position of the Saint. Compared with many masters of the big sects, they are even worse.

This speed of promotion is simply divine. With their talents, if they want to advance to the realm of the Holy Master in this Weeping Blood Continent, it will take thousands of years or even longer, which is simply an extravagant hope.

This is still the Tianjiao of the Holy Extreme Sect. For geniuses of other sects, it will only take more time.

You know, now is different from six thousand years ago, when several saints passed away, leaving a lot of blood~spirit of saints on the mainland, and now many powerful people of great sects, holy masters and half saints, all because of devouring these blood~ Those who have advanced to the top level, but thousands of years have passed, and those saints' blood ~ essence have already been searched seven or eight times. It is not so easy for other sects to advance to the Holy Master and Semi-Saint.

This is an opportunity for them, an opportunity to jump into the dragon's gate, which cannot be missed, absolutely cannot be missed.

Soon, all the Tianjiao made up their minds, and they must perform well in the future, hoping to win the favor of the envoy.

at this time.......

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

Above the sky, there are clouds and mist, full of auspiciousness.

Endless air currents are surging, evolving into mighty beasts, including real dragons, unicorns, and phoenixes... lifelike and majestic.

The sky is full of flowers, and the ground is full of golden lotus, which is sacred and unparalleled.

next second.......

In the sky, several figures suddenly appeared.

There are seven people in total, three men and four women. They are all very young, they look less than 30 years old, even their bones are not more than 3,000 years old, but their aura is terrifying and incomparable, almost invincible.

His gaze was arrogant, condescending to the sky, as if he was born superior to others, and it seemed that none of the people below could let them take it to heart.

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"Hiss...... Is this the envoy of the Holy Sect? It's terrible, it's really terrible, I'm far from the case, they want to kill me, it's definitely no better than crushing an ant Simple, saint, these seven envoys are all saints and powerhouses..." A holy master and half saints gasped, their eyes were full of shock, "As expected of me The great power at the pinnacle of the Lingwu Great World, and its profound foundation, are simply beyond the imagination of small families like them."

Although they are all the top factions in Central Continent, in the eyes of a saint and strong man, they are just a group of slightly stronger ants.

If you are not a saint, you will end up as an ant.

If a saint wants to destroy their sect, it will definitely not take much effort.

It's not easy to just want to be holy.

The majestic purple energy alone is like a moat, making it difficult for them to cross.

Yang Fan himself thought it was not enough. In the vast Lingwu world, only the Martial Sage Palace and Lingwu Sacred Palace created by Yang Fan had Hongmeng Purple Qi. Other forces were semi-sacred. If they wanted to get Hongmeng Purple Qi, it might be negligible.

The world has changed drastically. Over the past six thousand years, by devouring the blood~essence of saints, or other treasures of heaven and earth, there are many more perfect semi-sages in the Lingwu world, and even false saints have increased a lot. As far as saints are concerned, apart from the major forces close to Yang Fan, few of the other major forces have saints sitting in their command.

At this moment, a group of strong men looked at the elders of the Holy Sect who were not far away, and there was a faint flash of envy.

Although the Saint Extreme Sect of Weeping Blood Continent has a limited amount of Primordial Purple Qi, it is unlikely that they will be able to allocate a piece of Primordial Purple Qi in a hundred years, but they have almost no way to obtain Primordial Purple Qi. The semi-holy state is almost their limit .

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Eastern Highlands.

"Welcome all the envoys!" Several elders of Shengjizong bowed again, and made a respectful salute. Although they are also big men, they are the same as the envoys of the chief sect, regardless of their status or cultivation level. They are far from each other.

In an instant, all the strong spectators in the four sides of the stands also reacted, stood up hastily, and saluted respectfully, "Welcome all the envoys."

No, there are exceptions.

It was a man and four women, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, as if they hadn't seen the seven envoys of the Holy Sect at all.

Needless to say, this man and four women are exactly Yang Fan and Dongfang Xue's four women.

With the identities of the five of them, there are only a few true biography of the Holy Sect, how can they have the qualifications to let them see the ceremony.

Even if Yue Tianpeng, the suzerain of the Holy Extreme Sect, saw them, only Yue Tianpeng would be able to salute them.

But other people don't know all this, the five Yang Fan are so conspicuous at this moment.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Junior, presumptuous."

"When you see the envoy, you still don't salute."

"What kind of disciples are you, how dare you be so ignorant."

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In an instant, many powerhouses even scolded, how can they miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to please several envoys, if they can leave a good impression in the hearts of the envoys, then they will make a lot of money, when the time comes , the entire Central Continent, they can walk sideways.

However, they didn't notice that in the high sky, the seven mighty envoys who were still high above just now, their foreheads were already covered with sweat, and their pupils shrank sharply, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. His calves were trembling constantly, as if he would be unable to stand in the next second and fall from the sky.

"Gululu...I...I read it right, right?"

"He...he old man, why is he here?"

"Or is this my hallucination?"

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I can't believe it, I really can't believe it, what kind of status is his old man, how can he appear in front of them.

at this time.......

"Junior, today I will discipline you for your parents and seniors." A great saint sitting near Yang Fan rolled his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, he grabbed Yang Fan with one claw.

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"How dare you."

"Evil, you are presumptuous."

"Bastard, you are courting death."

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The seven envoys of the Supreme Saint Sect finally came to their senses. In an instant, their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and their souls burst into flames. They were paralyzed. This bastard was forcing them to a dead end.

"Boom~~~"

Streams of terrifying spiritual power from saints and powerhouses crushed towards the great saint.

"Bang~~~"

How could a mere great saint be able to withstand the sweep of the seven saints? In an instant, his seven orifices bleed, and he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. His eyes widened like fish eyes.

I am wholeheartedly trying to please you seven envoys, and it's fine if you don't appreciate it, but you actually killed yourself, his grandma, there is no reason for it.

Not only him, but also others, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

This... this... what the hell is going on here? Could it be that the seven envoys really fell insane?

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