Invincible Bloodline

Hei Ming Tianzun understands that a top-notch five-star Tianjiao is not something that a top Tianzun like him can easily assassinate, especially after his first assassination failure, it is even more impossible. He gave it to his immediate superior, True God Ming Luo.

This is a powerful low-level true god. Among all the low-level true gods of the Hades family, it can be said that it is firmly in the top ten, and it is only one step away from the middle-level true gods.

Immediately after receiving the report from the Hei Ming Tianzun, the True God Ming Luo paid great attention to it. Any five-star Tianzhu is a great danger to their Ming Luo family.

As long as there is a slight possibility of killing him, he cannot give up easily. When necessary, he, the Supreme God, can take action himself.

What's more, there are many rewards for assassinating a five-star Tianjiao.

Even a low-level true god like him has a lot of help.

The world is all for profit, and there is not enough profit. How can these true gods of the underworld family, Tianzun, be so keen on assassinating the Tianjiao of Cang Yue Palace? Assassination is risky. If you are not careful, you may give yourself If you fold it in, then Minghuotian will be a good example.

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Cangyue Palace, Wusheng Peak.

Yang Fan had no idea that he had been targeted by a true god supreme.

They even laid a net for him, and as soon as he left Cangyue State, he would be completely killed with the force of thunder.

Of course, even if he knew, Yang Fan wouldn't care too much about it. When he breaks through the realm of Dzogchen, it's not certain who the goal is.

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

The endless primordial power poured into Yang Fan's body continuously through the pore cells of Yang Fan's body, strengthening Yang Fan's fleshy shell, making Yang Fan's momentum climb steadily.

 …

Time is like running water, in the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed.

The majestic purple energy in Yang Fan's hands directly lost nearly a hundred billion.

As a result, Yang Fan's Primordial Indestructible Physique has directly stepped up to a big level. If it was in the middle stage of Dacheng before, it can be regarded as a steady step into the late stage of Dacheng.

With the strength of the flesh shell alone, Yang Fan has the confidence to fight against the Jiuzhong Tianzun. Once all the cards are played and the combat power is fully activated, it is definitely the top Tianzun's combat power, or a relatively powerful existence among the top Tianzun.

 …

Soon, another thirty thousand years passed.

Wusheng Peak, outside the peak hall.

At some point, a fiery red figure appeared.

"It's been 40,000 years, why hasn't the big brother left the customs... Big brother is really, he won't let people leave Wusheng Peak..."

Yang Sifan has a character that can't be idle. For 40,000 years, Wu Shengfeng's big and small worlds have almost made her money. She wants to leave Wu Shengfeng, visit other places in Cang Yue Palace, and even visit the entire Cang Yue State. It's a pity that Yang Fan didn't give her this opportunity at all. Long before the retreat, he strictly ordered the war slaves to block Wusheng Peak, and no one was allowed to go down the mountain, especially the younger sister, who was taken care of by Yang Fan.

This is also for her safety. She left Cangyue Palace by herself, and few people knew about it. However, the Netherfire Heavenly Venerable could easily find his whereabouts. Yang Fan would not naively think that all of this was coincide.

In Cang Yue Palace, there must be spies from the Underworld God clan.

As far as the little girl's superficial cultivation is concerned, a random outer disciple from Cang Yue Palace can suppress her.

Even if there are war slave guards around, it is still not safe, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if the little sister really wants to have something good or bad, how can he face his parents face to face.

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Seventy thousand years later.

In Yang Fan's hand, nearly 700 billion Taos of Primordial Purple Qi have been refined, and counting the nearly 240 billion Taos of Prismatic Purple Qi that he refined before, he is within easy reach of the Great Consummation of the Indestructible Body.

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

Unknowingly, a terrifying purple ~ demon god phantom appeared behind Yang Fan, with the aura dominating the world, and I am the only one.

It seems that all the spirits in the world are under its control. Just one glance will make the common people surrender and all spirits worship.

The horror of the breath is appalling.

"Chi~~~chi~~~chi~~~"

In all directions, the large ~ large ~ large space, unable to withstand the violent pressure, was extremely distorted and cracked.

horrible! At this moment, even the Ninth Heavenly Venerable, if he dared to step half a step into the hall, he would be crushed to the ground in an instant, bowing his head and proclaiming himself a vassal.

Vaguely, it seems that there is already a bit of demeanor of the Supreme God.

Fortunately, although True God Cang Yue paid attention to Yang Fan, he never peeped at Yang Fan's cultivation, otherwise he would have jumped up in shock.

True God Cang Yue has his own bottom line, what can and cannot be done, he is very clear in his heart, spying on a person's cultivation is a taboo among monks.

Once Yang Fan notices, all the previous goodwill will be in vain, and if it is not done well, they will turn against each other immediately.

This is definitely not what True God Cang Yue wants to see.

If you want to go down the mountain, let's wait until he leaves the customs.

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Hades State, Black Hades City.

Heiming Tianzun sat high on the throne, his brows were slightly frowned, "It's been seventy thousand years, and Yang Fan has no intention of leaving Cang Yue Palace at all, and even Wu Shengfeng has never taken a step. Did Minghuo's assassination really scare him?"

But Yang Fan, if he doesn't leave Cangyue Palace, how can he ask for credit from the True God Ming Luo, and how can they complete the assassination.

As for rushing directly to Wusheng Peak, that's a no-brainer.

It would be useless to send all the spies of the Underworld God Clan in Cang Yue Palace.

A five-star talent like this has always been the key object of care of the major forces. Maybe there is a true god who is always paying attention.

Moreover, to be honest, even he, a top-level Celestial Venerable, cannot mobilize all the spies in Cang Yue Palace~.

Don't talk about him, even his master—True God Ming Luo doesn't have that qualification.

In the entire Hades family, except for the Lord of Hades, there are only a few ancient mid-level true gods who have that qualification.

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Soon, another five thousand years passed.

Cangyue Palace, Wusheng Peak.

Yang Sifan came to the peak hall again, looking at the still closed door of the hall, there was a touch of disappointment in his beautiful eyes.

This is her 3,600th time to come here. Since she visited all the worlds of Wusheng Peak, she will come here almost every few decades. Unfortunately, what awaits her is disappointment time and time again.

Smelly brother, bad brother, if I knew it earlier, I might as well stay in the martial arts world. "Yang Sifan muttered, Xiao~zui, here, for such an active person like her, it's like being in prison, at most, the whole cell is bigger.

It's not that she hasn't tried to sneak out, but with her superficial cultivation, she can't hide it from Zhan Nu's eyes.

Even after tens of thousands of years of practice, she has successfully condensed the heart of the holy king, and even stepped into the fourth heaven of the holy king in one fell swoop, but in the eyes of the war slaves who were high-level holy kings at the last time, she is still just an ant.

What's more, among the Eight Heavenly Venerates and War Slaves, one of the Heavenly Venerates sits on Wusheng Peak every hundred years, monitoring the wind and grass of Wusheng Peak around the clock.

"Sisi, don't blame your cousin. My cousin is doing it for your own good." A red light flashed, and Luo Jiahui, who looked like a flame elf, appeared in front of Yang Sifan in a red dress.

"Yes, Sisi, the lord is also for your own good." This is You Nuo, dressed in black gauze, like a dark fairy, "Sisi, maybe the next time you come, the lord has already left the customs."

"Hmph... When my elder brother is out of customs, I must make him make up for me."

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In the blink of an eye, another five hundred years passed.

"Boom~~~"

The majestic purple air in the main hall at the top of the peak has become extremely thin.

This is already the last hundred million primordial purple qi out of ten thousand trillion primordial purple qi.

 …

three days later.

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

Yang Fan's body was shaken suddenly, and the aura of his whole body climbed up like a landslide and tsunami, ten times, a hundred times crazily skyrocketed, and the phantom of the demon god behind him was infinitely higher, as if it would never end.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: A person who pours three cups cannot afford to be hurt. After drinking some red wine, the whole person will feel dizzy. Friends, don't be stingy with the flowers in your hands.