Invincible Bloodline

Beautiful Tree In The Forest, Wind Must Certainly Destroy It.

Showing off one’s ability is sometimes not a good thing.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of those top holy palaces, Yang Fan once again closed-door closed-door cultivation.

Now, although he can be called powerful, he is a ninth-order High Saint Venerable like Martial Saint. He has the confidence to fight, but for those top saints, It’s still too far, even more how among those powerful top holy palaces, there are not only top holy ones, but even more terrifying half-step kings.

If it really caused the murderous intent of these Old Monsters, when the time comes, he can’t escape even if he wants to.

The law of the holy king is by no means comparable to the laws of the holy kings. Even the weakest half-step holy king can easily suppress a ninth-tier top Saint who controls 36 holy laws.

For a hundred years of retreat, Yang Fan once again comprehended the three laws, making his Comprehend Laws count to a terrifying 66.

If this is spread, it must shake the entire Tiannan Boundary River and frighten countless deities.

Sixty-six laws, even the legendary holy king Paragon may not be able to comprehend so many laws.

But now, it is almost the limit of Yang Fan.

If you want to understand the next law, you will either spend tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of time to slowly comprehend it, or his bloodline potential will improve further, and he will be promoted to Grade 7.

Can’t comprehend the new laws, Yang Fan can only rely on refining massive holy medicines to strengthen his own strength. Unfortunately, compared to directly devouring the Holy Lord, this speed is completely the turtle speed, which is more than a hundred times slower. But this is no way.

It’s not that he never thought of asking Martial Saint to take action, but after thinking about it, Yang Fan chose to give up. In this world, the most difficult thing to repay is the human debt. If not necessary, Yang Fan does not want to There are too many favors owed to the spirit Martial Saint, even if it is his Ancestral Master. Secondly, it is not safe for the spirit Martial Saint to shoot at this moment.

A little carelessness, it is very possible to fold yourself in.

Now on the banks of the Tianhe River, I don’t know how many Great Influences have gathered, that is, there are a lot of top saints, such as Martial Saint, the ninth-order High Saint Venerable is more than hundreds. Thousands.

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In the blink of an eye, 30 years have passed.

Seeing that the origin continent has been present in the past few years, the struggle between Great Influence has become more intense.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Almost every day, the Lord falls.

Among them, there are many Middle Saint Venerable and even High Saint Venerable, all of which have fallen.

As for the Lord, there are more, countless.

Fortunately, the dead are not at all of them in the Martial Saint Palace.

A ninth-order High Saint Venerable is still quite deterrent, coupled with the convenient location, even if the top saint is careless, you have to touch a covered in dirt.

As long as they don’t go out and die by themselves, there is no who dare to take the initiative to trouble them.

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Soon, another three years have passed.

On this day, the gate of Yang Fan’s closed palace slowly opened. Yang Fan, who had never seen the daylight for hundreds of years, walked out of the great hall slowly. His steps were very slow. , But there was an unspeakable self-confidence over his body, as if everything between Heaven and Earth was under his control.

Like the emperor of aloof and remote patrolling the mountains and rivers, people can’t help but crawl on the ground, bowing their heads.

Not long ago, Yang Fan received the sound transmission of the Spirit Martial Saint. According to the calculation of the divine machine, there are at most ten days left, which is the day that the origin continent descends.

Not only Yang Fan, but other pseudo-holy and semi-holy who are cultivating, all walked out of their palace.

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One hour later, one party occupies several millions acres of land in a large square.

A large number of semi-saints and pseudo-saints gather here, but compared to the floating city hundreds of years ago, the number is significantly less than a hundred times.

The several millions are ordinary semi-holy, that is one missing, even 300 thousand Perfection semi-holy, at this time there are only so few less than 50,000 people.

It’s not that the semi-saints had some accidents, but they were all temporarily put away by people using the space treasures. In the Martial Saint Palace, there is not only Yang Fan recruiting troops. The hundred and thirteen false saints are not small hills, one by one gathered a lot of semi-saint powerhouses, as well as those high-level Perfection semi-saints, also recruited a lot of powerhouses.

Of course, their powerhouse is far from being able to compare with Yang Fan, even if it is the strongest hypocrites, the one hundred perfection half saints under them is the limit.

And Yang Fan, even if not counting that huge army of Demon God Puppet, the semi-sacred capital of Perfection is almost two thousand.

For so many years, the semi-sages under his hands are not in vain.

Suppression of the massive resources of Three Great Influences, such as Wushengthief and Xuantian Fleet, except that 5-Layer was handed over to the Martial Saint Palace, the remaining 5-Layer resources, Yang Fan took half of it himself Except for cultivation, the remaining half of the resources were given by Yang Fan.

Nowadays, even the most common soldier under Yang Fan’s command is worth more than a few Great Saint powerhouses.

And those half-sacred Old Ancestors, one by one, are ten times, even dozens of times, the other half-sages of the Martial Saint Palace.

I really envy the other veterans and semi-sages who don’t want it. If Yang Fan hadn’t been determined and hadn’t recruited his subordinates, including those pseudo-sages, all of them would have been put under Yang Fan’s command.

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Time is passing by in countless powerhouses eagerly awaited.

One day…Three days…Five days…Seven days…

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At noon on the ninth day.

“hong long long ~~~hong long long ~~~hong long long ~~~”

The huge waves of the Tianhe River are surging to the sky, setting off a horrible giant that reaches hundreds of millions of feet Lang seems to overturn the entire starry sky.

……..

“Ah~~~Something is happening.”

“It’s coming out, the Origin Continent will come out soon .”

“This time, this seat will definitely capture a Primordial Chaos Purple Energy.”

……..

In an instant , The starry sky near Tianhe was boiling, and countless half-holy, false saints, and saints, all of them widened and condensed, staring at the center of the river without blinking.

I am afraid of missing a little detail.

Witness the great event of Heaven and Earth once in a million years.

……..

focal point of ten thousands.

Time seems to freeze in this brief moment.

At this moment……..

“hong long long ~~~”

The vastness of one party does not know how many light-years the Terrifying Continent Slowly rise from the center of the river that day.

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An hour later.

The terrifying continent finally surfaced completely.

The whole character is so big that Lingwu Continent is in front of it, and that is an unremarkable island.

It is the entire Lingwu Great World, in front of it, there is no one in a hundred.

Some top-level Great World, but that’s it, even something not up to par.

The entire continent is enveloped by a layer of gray mist, hazy, making it impossible for people to see everything in the continent.

Even the half-step holy king has a feeling of extreme dreaminess, extreme unreality, and unattainable height.

……..

“The Origin Continent has finally appeared. As long as you reach the Origin Continent, you don’t need to worry about anything…” Yang Fan overwhelmed by emotions, some impatients want to enter it. In the past one hundred and thirty years, they have been suffocated, “seven days, and seven days…”

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