Invincible Bloodline

On the Tianhai.

Yang Fan rejected Lin Yi's request to suppress the Great Sage of Qianyang, but prepared to personally go out to suppress the Great Sage of Qianyang. He hadn't fought a good battle for nearly ten years, but Yang Fan was a bit impatient, especially After the completion of the Holy Physique of Ten Thousand Beasts, this idea became even stronger.

As for the previous battle with the Shang clan, in Yang Fan's opinion, it was nothing to fight at all. Whether it was the three-star quasi-sage Shang Yuanyang or other royal powerhouses, they were just a group of people who could collapse tens of millions of times with just one breath. Just ants.

If even this counts as fighting, that person has fought too much in his life.

With his current cultivation strength, only these great saints can truly be called his opponents.

"My lord, this..." Lin Yi hesitated slightly. Although he had felt a sense of palpitations on Yang Fan before, if he really wanted to say that Yang Fan had the power to rival the Great Sage, even The power to win the battle, Ji Dong still has some doubts in his heart.

After all, my lord is only a small one-star quasi-sage at present, and there are seven big realms and dozens of small realms away from the eight-star great saint. In the one-star quasi-sage realm, if you don't rely on external forces and rely on your own strength, let alone the eight-star quasi-sage, even those who can beat the six-star quasi-sage are very few, and there are only a handful of them.

My lord, even though his talent is far superior to that of many holy sons, it is still a bit dangerous to leapfrog to challenge the great saint.

Moreover, how honorable the status of the master is, the eight-star quasi-sage of a small sect can be killed by himself, so it is not worth the work of the master.

"Mr. Lin, it's okay, just an eight-star sage, why don't you be my seat." Yang Fan smiled confidently. These days, although his main energy is on his family, it doesn't mean that his strength has stagnated. The star sea monster, the first black dragon general Ao Xue in the late eight-star stage, and the three great saint powerhouses in the half-step nine-star Great Saint Realm Black Dragon Emperor, all of them were devoured and refined by him.

Not only that, he also devoured and refined a lot of spiritual objects that Ji Dong collected from the capital of the Black Dragon Empire to enhance the power of the flesh shell.

Compared with when the Saint Physique of Ten Thousand Beasts was just completed, Yang Fan's current physical strength and cultivation strength have soared by more than ten times.

"Master......"

Ji Dong opened his mouth, and was about to persuade him to say something. A little eight-star sage is really not worth taking this risk as the master.

at this time...........

"Junior, you are courting death!!!"

A sound like the roar of a demon god suddenly interrupted Ji Dong's next words.

It is the Great Sage of Qianyang.

Angry! This time, the Great Sage Qianyang was completely furious, the anger in his heart erupted like billions of volcanoes, and all fears and anxiety were thrown away by him.

I am an eight-star great sage, and a great sage without a trace of water can squeeze into the top 100 in the entire Chilong Continent.

But what do these two bastards in front of them see themselves as, those humble aphids on the ground? It's fine for that lowly slave to be like this, and now even the little one-star quasi-sage dares to despise himself so much.

His grandma's, really uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it! ! !

Today, if these bastards who don't know how to live and die are not torn into pieces, what face does he have to lead the Qiankun sect with hundreds of millions of powerful people, and how can he gain a foothold in the world? Why don't you just find a piece of wasteland and bury yourself Forget it, save embarrassment.

"What? I can't wait to die, I've made it possible for you!!!" A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

next moment...........

Before Ji Dong could say anything, his body moved, and the space was torn apart, appearing a hundred miles away from the Great Sage of Qianyang.

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"Ah! How...how...how...how could it be Your Highness? Where is Mr. Lin?"

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

"Why would His Highness do it himself?"

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Looking at Yang Fan who suddenly appeared in the air, Du Jun and the soldiers of the Tianhai Regiment looked dazed and puzzled, and there was a trace of anxiety in their eyes. Your Highness, he is not fooling around. That is not a cat or a dog. The eight-star sage.

In terms of talent, we admit that your highness is rare in ancient times. Even Lin Lao and other nine-star saints are far behind you, but potential does not mean strength.

Now you, no matter how evil you are, it is absolutely impossible for you to be an opponent of an eight-star sage.

And if there is something wrong with you, maybe everyone present will be buried with you, and it may even exceed the ninth floor.

The sixth young master of Lingwu Sacred Palace definitely has that qualification.

The furious senior officials of Lingwu Sacred Palace don't care whether they are innocent or not.

.........

"Yang Fan, what are you doing?"

"Now is not the time to mess around."

"Go back! Go back quickly!!!"

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The soldiers of the Tianhai Regiment are not optimistic about Yang Fan, and Yue Tianpeng, Han Muyang and others on the four fifth-rank Holy Spirit ships including the Zhenhai are not like this. They are not the turkeys who didn’t understand anything when they just left the Weeping Blood Continent. They all know what super danger means.

Eight-star saint, that is the top powerhouse in the world, that is, in the entire Lingwu world, they are all ranked high-ranking figures.

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The top floor of Tianhai.

"Old Lin, Fan'er will be fine, right?" Yang Yunfeng and his wife said worriedly. Although Yang Fan said that he was full of confidence and didn't pay attention to the Great Sage Qianyang at all, he was the Eight-Star Great Sage after all. A terrifying existence that could completely erase their Weeping Blood Continent from this world with just one blow did not allow them not to worry about it.

"Master, madam, don't worry, with this old slave watching, the Lord will be fine." Lin Yi smiled confidently. He just spoke out to dissuade Yang Fan, not because he was afraid that Yang Fan's life would be in danger. Under the hood, if a little eight-star sage can still kill the lord, then he, the nine-star sage, has lived in vain for so many years, and he can just find a piece of tofu and kill him, just worried about what kind of injury Yang Fan will get. That's all.

In his heart, even a single hair of the Lord is a thousand times, ten thousand times more precious than the Great Sage Qianyang.

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above the void.

"Ignorant junior, if you don't smash your corpse into thousands of pieces and shatter your bones into ashes, I won't be a surname!!!" The Great Sage Qianyang's eyes were cold, and he said every word, the terrifying killing intent, billowing like a tide, seemed Being able to swallow everything, from his birth to the present, for thousands of years, he has never suffered such a great humiliation.

"It's up to you to beat me to ashes? Go back and practice for another 100 million years." Yang Fan sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, a mere eight-star mid-stage sage, I really don't know where he got the confidence to dare to speak With such wild words, with his current defense of the flesh shell, once he exploded with all his strength, even if he was beaten to death, he might not be able to break his defense.

After devouring and refining the three great saints, Yang Fan's meat shell defense also skyrocketed geometrically. Now even if he doesn't use the holy body of the beasts, he is not inferior to some top spiritual treasures. Quasi-holy artifacts are definitely not much inferior.

Unless the eight-star great sage has a quasi-holy weapon in his hand, he might not even be able to break through Yang Fan's defense.

"Damn junior, die for me."

The Great Sage Qianyang could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart, and broke out completely.

next moment...........

"Boom..."

The Great Sage Qianyang just slapped it with one palm. This palm, under his anger, has almost no reservations. The power of the eight-star mid-stage Great Sage is suddenly revealed, and the power contained in it far exceeds billions of trillions. The power of the quasi-sage, this is a blow that destroys the heavens and the earth, and destroys the eternity. Wherever it passes, everything is in a state of great destruction. nothingness.

The Sky Sea Fleet, if Lin Yi hadn't taken action to protect them, would have been completely destroyed.

As for Yang Fan, who is at the center of his palm, at this moment, he is completely like a solitary boat on the raging sea, which is in danger of being destroyed at any moment.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There will be another update later, there are only nine flowers left, and the flowers are only three hundred and five. Friends who have flowers, don't be stingy with the flowers in your hands.