Invincible Bloodline

Lingwu Holy Palace, Lingwu Holy Palace.

Except for Elder Aoki, the other thirty-five senior elders all looked dumbfounded, staring blankly at the arena in the center of the hall, and burst out with foul language in their hearts, fuck, fuck, fuck, what did I see, what did Yang Fan say? Monsters, really don't give people a way to survive! ! !

I thought this battle would definitely be the first young master Hao Gan crushing Yang Fan, but there is a gap of nearly three million years between the two sides, no matter how evil Yang Fan is, he shouldn't He is the opponent of the number one young master Haogan. He never expected that it would be such a terrifying scene.

Crushed, indeed crushed, but the crushed object fell off.

Just because of that imposing coercion, Hao Qian, who was crushed, couldn't arouse the slightest thought of resistance.

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On the arena.

Under Yang Fan's terrifying aura of chasing the half-step saint in the middle stage, Hao Qian only felt that he was that insignificant aphid on the ground. The world is completely erased.

"Damn it! How could this Yang Fan be so strong? How old is he? God is so unfair!!!"

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It's too late to say it! ! !

"Boom..."

Yang Fan's right hand, which was like a hill, fell down suddenly, and the space in all directions was extremely distorted, as if it might collapse at any time.

"Oh no..........."

Hao Qian only had time to let out a desperate wail, and Yang Fan grasped it like a chicken, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

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"His Royal Highness Yang Fan is not bragging, but really awesome!!!"

"Hey! Farce, it's just a farce from beginning to end."

"It's the old man who is ignorant and ignorant. The world of monsters is really beyond the comprehension of us mediocre people."

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Convinced, all the elders are really convinced, the whole body, inside and out, completely convinced.

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"A group of frogs in the well finally understand the greatness of my master." Elder Aoki raised his head high, like a victorious rooster, fearing that others would not know that Yang Fan is his master.

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In the arena.

Looking at the number one young master Haogan in his hand, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with a blazing~hot light, just like a hunter looking at a fat~beautiful prey, the Haogan who looked straight at him was terrified, did he take this opportunity to devour the Haogan? , although his strength is not very good, it is much worse than the veteran Fang Honglai, even if he is devoured, he will still be able to break through to the realm of the eight-star saint, but there is one thing that Fang Hong can't believe. In comparison, that is Haoqian's blood talent. Haoqian, who was born with a third-rank holy vein, is definitely a great supplement to Yang Fan.

The higher the rank of the bloodline, the more difficult it is to increase in a straight line. In the past ten years, Yang Fan has devoured and refined how many quasi-sages, even the holy masters and half-step saints have not been devoured, but his bloodline , and barely reached the pinnacle of the first-grade sacred veins, and there is still a long way to go from the second-grade sacred veins.

However, as long as he devoured Haogan, the third-rank holy vein, Yang Fan was at least half sure that his blood would be promoted to the second-rank holy vein.

One third-rank sacred vein is enough to stand up to dozens, or even more second-rank sacred veins. What's more, in the past three million years, under the baptism of a large number of treasures from heaven and earth, Haoqian's bloodline has grown again. Not a small improvement, although it has not really broken through the fourth-rank holy vein, but it is not much worse.

Absolutely comparable to several ordinary third-rank saints.

Once his own bloodline is promoted to the second-rank holy vein, Yang Fan will not only have a qualitative leap in his own potential, but also his own strength will skyrocket a lot.

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

Yang Fan subconsciously licked his lower lip.

"Ah! Don't, I admit defeat, Junior Brother Yang Fan, I admit defeat..." In an instant, Hao Gan was frightened out of his wits, what kind of eyes were there, he wouldn't really want to eat himself Well, at this moment, any dissatisfaction was left behind by him.

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

"Yang Fan, since Haogan has conceded defeat, you can let him go." The Holy Lord of Lingwu hastily smoothed things over, and if he didn't speak again, Yang Fan, a little monster, would really dare to devour Haogan, and the man-eating gaze was him. They were all a little panicked.

If this is the case, Hao Qian is too worthless.

"pity!!!"

Yang Fan sighed secretly, but let go of Haogan's right hand.

Holy Lord Lingwu still has to give face, of course the most important thing is that this Haogan didn't make any radical words from the beginning to the end, otherwise, it would be hard to say.

"call..........."

Haoqian patted his chest in shock, and secretly made up his mind that he must walk around Yang Fan in the future. If one day this monster becomes too beastly, he may not even have the chance to resist.

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"Holy Master, Master, if there is nothing else, the disciple will leave first." As soon as he left the arena, Yang Fan bid farewell to the Holy Master Lingwu and the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus, but there are still many trivial matters waiting for him to deal with. .

"Yang Fan, go back first if you have something to do." The Holy Master of Lingwu chuckled, this is Yang Fan, if it was another young master, he would have scolded him a long time ago. , Are the leaders still there? Do you know the rules.

"Holy Master, Master, the disciples will leave."

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"Everyone, do you have any objections to Yang Fan's confrontation with the Son of the Heavenly Witch?" When Yang Fan left the Lingwu Temple, the Lord of Lingwu glanced at the elders and asked.

"Holy Lord Shengming, we have no objection."

"This battle must be fought by His Royal Highness Yang Fan."

"Whoever dares to have an opinion, first ask the old man's God Axe."

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At this moment, how dare they have any opinions, the iron-like facts are in front of them, even the former number one of the young generation was easily suppressed by Yang Fan, let alone other disciples and young masters, I am afraid There was no chance of letting Yang Fan make a move, just by his momentum, he could crush them alive.

"Since everyone has no objection, then this matter is settled. Twenty days later, Yang Fan will represent our Lingwu Sacred Palace to fight against the Son of the Heavenly Witch!!!" The Lingwu Sacred Master directly said, "Okay, nothing else, You all go away."

"Holy Lord, I will take my leave."

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Not long after leaving the Spirit Martial Temple, Elder Qingmu was surrounded by other elders, each of them sounded flattering.

"Brother Qingmu, let's go slowly, my little brother just got a jar of Wanling Brew, how about having a drink with Brother Qingmu?"

"Brother Qingmu, a small meaning is not enough to be respected, please speak a few words of kindness for this old man in front of His Highness."

"Brother Qingmu, I don't know when Your Highness will be free, but I have important matters to discuss with His Highness."

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In the next few days, the entire Sixth Young Master Peak was full of people. Countless half-step saint master elders, holy master elders, and half-step saint realm senior elders came to visit one after another. Several statues appeared.

There is only one purpose for their visit, and that is to make friends with Yang Fan. Many people even expressed their intention to take refuge in Yang Fan. There are still many strong people who agreed.

There is no shortage of opportunists in this world. With Yang Fan's talent against the sky, it is unprecedented. In the future, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses all saints and reaches the legendary realm of saint kings. Although they are all saints, A half-step saint, but if he becomes a servant of a future saint king, it doesn't seem to be a shameful thing.

In just a few days, Yang Fan had two hundred and twenty half-step holy master elders, sixty-eight holy master elders, twelve senior elders, and even one grand elder under Yang Fan's command. It has far surpassed the other five young masters, and it can be called one of the largest mountains under the saints.

As for ordinary Great Sage Elders, sorry, they are not even qualified to meet with them.

For a while, Ji Dong and the thirteen great sages became the envy of countless great sages, wishing to replace them.

Hey, I really have these eyes for nothing.

In the past few days, I don’t know how many great sages have stamped their feet and beat their chests, so regretful that their intestines are green, isn’t it just surrendering a trace of their own holy soul? What's the big deal, they are both great saints, Ji Dong and the others can do it, why can't he let go of this face.

It's all right now, even the elders of the Holy Lord, it depends on their faces, even the senior elders, they all call them brothers and sisters.

What a sight, what a majesty! ! !

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