Invincible Bloodline

Inside the cave of the Nine-Colored Dragon, in front of the tomb of the Extreme Night Dragon.

"嗖~~~嗖~~~嗖~~~"

Four beams of light flashed, and Yang Fan suddenly had four space treasures in his hands.

It is the treasure of the portable space of the Yunfeng Sword Master and four people.

next second.......

"Boom~~~"

Yang Fan's terrifying spiritual power, which could almost rival the second-level intermediate true gods, swept out at once, and brutally wiped away the imprints of the holy souls of Yunfeng Jianzun and four people.

 …

After a few breaths.

A look of joy flashed across Yang Fan's face. Although these four sword masters are far from being able to compare with the True God Ming Luo, they are still the top heavenly gods second only to the Supreme True God. The collection is quite impressive. It is estimated that none of them His net worth is below 500 million points, especially that Yunfeng Jianzun is not much inferior to ordinary first-order low-level true gods.

All the belongings are put together, not three billion points, but two billion.

The four top sword masters add up to almost four billion points.

Replaced with low-grade low-level artifacts, that would be eleven or twelve pieces.

It is not a small gain.

Of course, the real big head is the tomb of the Jiye Dragon God. As a peerless powerhouse second only to the middle-level true god, the Jiye Dragon God will not let himself down.

 …

\u0026quot;Pfft~~~"

With a flash of his figure, Yang Fan had already arrived at the gate of the large dragon palace.

"Boom~~~"

With a force, the door was slowly pushed back.

What catches the eye is a pitch-black stele hundreds of feet high.

Four big bloody characters are engraved on it - trespasser, die!

 …

"If you want this seat's life, you Jiye Dragon God is not qualified enough." "Yang Fan chuckled, he didn't take the warning of the Extreme Night Dragon God to heart at all, even the Extreme Night Dragon God Yang Fan was not afraid of him when he was alive, let alone the Extreme Night Dragon God who died for hundreds of millions of years.

Without any hesitation, Yang Fan stepped in directly.

"Boom~~~"

As soon as Yang Fan entered the Dragon Palace, a terrifying bloody aura emanated from the nine-fold black stone tablet, engulfing Yang Fan like a billowing tide.

"Small tricks, give me a break."

Yang Fan sneered, and the terrifying mental power came out of his body all of a sudden, turning into spiritual blades, sweeping away the billowing bloody evil spirit.

The evil spirit of blood is condensed from the evil spirit of the Jiye Dragon God. It is the general low-level true god. If you are not careful, you may suffer a big loss, your soul will be polluted, and your vitality will be seriously injured. For the four of them, even if Yang Fan didn't make a move, their lives would end here if they were rushed by the bloody aura. Maybe that Sword Master Yunfeng could barely save his own life, and the three of Sword Master Xihua would definitely It is certain death.

Tomb robbing is risky, especially if it is the tomb of a true god.

But to Yang Fan, this bloody aura was nothing.

The terrifying mental power comparable to the second-order intermediate true god is enough to sweep everything.

Soon, Yang Fan passed the stele, and what greeted Yang Fan was a pitch-black corridor. At a glance, there was no end in sight, as if it was endless.

"Boom~~~"

As soon as Yang Fan stepped into the tunnel, he immediately felt that time and space flowed, and found that he had returned to the Seven Star Mountain Range, and even the vast and invincible power in his body seemed to disappear without a trace, and he was once again reduced to that who was still there. A handyman disciple of the Seven Star Sect who wandered around in the Pulse Opening Realm and was bullied by others.

"Hmph, even a mere illusion dares to act presumptuously in front of me, so leave me alone."

"Boom~~~"

Under Yang Fan's terrifying and invincible mental power, no illusion can hide, and the picture in front of him turned and he returned to the tunnel again.

"Extreme Night Dragon God, your method is nothing more than that."

Yang Fan walked quickly, no matter how true and mysterious his illusion was, I would not move.

 …

After a stick of incense time.

Yang Fan passed through the long corridor, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he found that he had entered an empty hall. The entire hall was as large as thousands of miles, and a huge ball of light was suspended above the hall, like the dazzling fierce The sun illuminates the entire hall.

In the center of the main hall, there stood a number of stone statues in black armor, so lifelike, at first glance, it seemed that they would be resurrected from deep sleep at any moment.

"Hey, this Extreme Night Dragon God is really generous."

Suddenly, a flash of surprise flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. The materials used to refine these black-armored stone statues are all the nine-pattern black stone that can forge semi-divine weapons. In this hall, there are 10,000 such black-armored stone statues. It is so huge, so many nine-pattern black stones, the value is so high, even if it is less than ten billion points, there are several billion.

At this moment, Yang Fan looked forward to this Extreme Night Dragon God even more.

This has not yet reached his main tomb, and there is such a big harvest, so what should he do in his main tomb.

It can't be said that this harvest is even higher than what I expected, and it may not necessarily exceed 100 billion points.

at this time.......

\u0026quot;Kacha~~~Kacha~~~Kacha~~~"

There was a sudden change, and in the center of the hall, those black stone statues really came back from their slumber, like a black tide, overwhelming and surging towards Yang Fan.

"It is said that the Dragon God of Extreme Night is best at refining puppets. Could it be that these black-armored stone statues are the combat puppets he refined?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and a hint of understanding surged in his heart.

 …

It's too late to say it.

The army of black-armored puppets had already arrived in front of Yang Fan.

"Kill~~~Kill~~~Kill~~~"

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

One by one, the low-grade semi-artifact spears refined from nine-pattern ink stone tore through the sky and blasted towards Yang Fan.

The strength of each black-armored puppet is no less than that of a four-level Tianzun. If tens of thousands of four-level Tianzun join forces, even ordinary first-order true gods must be treated with dignity. One result is being besieged and killed.

It's a pity that they met the monster Yang Fan.

"Boom~~~"

The whole hall was completely dark, and a big hand that covered the sky descended from the sky, covering tens of thousands of black-armored puppets at once.

However, Yang Fan didn't destroy any of the puppets, he just suppressed them.

These black-armored puppets are all treasures, and each one is comparable to a four-level Tiantian Zun. It is also a good choice to use it to visit the nursing home without redeeming the points.

Letting these tens of thousands of black-armored puppets go to Wusheng Peak, even if he is not there, it is enough to deter all the top celestial beings.

Smashing it with one palm, the joy is joy, but it is too wasteful.

 …

Soon, the counting time passed.

Yang Fan walked through the main hall, and what caught his eye was a large hall, which was not at all smaller than the previous one.

And in the center of the hall, there are also stone statues, but the color is no longer black, but bronze, and the number has been reduced from the previous ten thousand to one thousand.

Yang Fan just stepped into the hall.

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

The thousand bronze sculptures came to life.

The imposing manner of each one is more than a thousand times stronger than those black-armored puppets, and it is almost comparable to some seventh-level Tian Tianzun.

Compared with the previous hall, the difficulty of this level has not been weakened in the slightest, and Fan'er has increased by more than ten times.

Thousands of respects and seven heavenly gods teamed up, that is, some first-order low-level true gods, if they are not careful, they will be severely injured by them.

Good things, all good things.

Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he grabbed those thousands of bronze puppets with one palm.

 …

After ten breaths.

Yang Fan appeared in the third hall, and was greeted by a hundred gold-armored puppets.

Each of them holds a golden spear, majestic and majestic, like the invincible god of war, looking down on the world.

The horror of the aura is not at all below that of a top-level celestial being like Xihua Jianzun. Hundreds of golden-armored puppets together are enough to fight against the second-level low-level true gods and besiege the first-level low-level true gods.

 …

\u0026quot;Good! good! good! The value of each of these hundred gold-armored puppets is no less than a top-level semi-sacred weapon, and the hundred golden-armored puppets are enough to compare to ten low-level divine weapons... Hahaha... Come here all of them. "

"Boom..."

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Finally, the third change has been done, and two hundred and fifty flowers will be delivered in addition. Those who have flowers will smash a flower, and support Xiaoyao.