Invincible Bloodline

Top Tianzhou-inside the silver light.

“hong long long!”, “hong long long!”, “hong long long!”…

Yang Fan’s whole body imposing manner It was like a landslide and a tsunami, frantically skyrocketing and rising.

Endless hurricanes, constantly erupting from the pore cells of Yang Fan’s body, sweeping through the wasteland, teaching the heavens and splitting the earth.

Fortunately, today’s Yang Fan is in the highest Tianzhou silver light. Its internal space is as strong as some Quasi Saint Artifacts, and it is still top-grade Quasi Saint Artifact.

It was replaced by another Tianzhou, even if it was Yang Fan’s previous car, the Fengyun, it might have been hit hard by the terrifying hurricane.

You must know that the horror of the hurricane, any one, is enough to strangle a Great Saint powerhouse, and countless hurricanes converge together, enough to cause severe damage, even bombardment of the Holy Lord powerhouse.

next moment ……….

“hong long long!”, “hong long long!”, “hong long long!”… ……

The center of the endless dantian world, the one that has swelled ~ swelled ~ much larger than one of the Level 3 continents, Golden Core, the law of terror, began to expand exponentially , One time… three times… five times… seven times… nine times ………

breakthrough! After devouring most of the power of that half-step Saint’s Life Source, Yang Fan’s cultivation base finally took that crucial step and stepped into the realm of the eight-star Great Saint in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Yang Fan can barely enter the ranks of powerhouses on the Lingwu continent by discussing the cultivation base alone.

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An hour later.

“hong long long ……….”

Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, and instantly two divine lights burst~ shot out, sharp Wushuang, penetrate everything! Inside, vaguely, it seems to be able to see the birth of a horrible Spiritual God, in disillusionment, such as poetry and history, such as mythology, breathtaking, people can’t help but indulge in it and sink forever! ! !

“Hoo……….”

spits out one mouthful of impure air, Yang Fan’s body all over, suddenly burst out invincible Resolute and confident.

It seems that above heaven under earth, everything is under its control, there is nothing that can be taken seriously.

“Holy Son, I wonder if you can let me use some strength.”

For the upcoming decisive battle, Yang Fan no longer has the slightest worry, and his cultivation base has been promoted to eight stars. After the Great Saint’s realm, he was already vast enough to shock the Holy Lord powerhouse’s terrifying mana, and once again climbed dozens of times more. At this moment, the vastness and purity of mana within the body is just a half-step. When Saint comes, there is nothing wrong with it.

In addition, there is no Double Saint Physique, and there are three big ~ Law Power, Yang Fan does not know where his limits are, but one thing is certain, even among the many senior veterans of the Martial Saint Palace, His strength should also be among Peak.

I’m afraid that only the great veteran can stabilize him.

next moment ……….

“hong long long ……….”

swallowing heaven The devouring earth Dharma is working again and continues to consume the power of that half-step Saint’s remaining Life Source.

Although he has the heart to win, Yang Fan does not want to waste it in less than four days.

………..

An hour later.

“pu chi ……….”

that half-step Saint thoroughly scattered ashes and dispersed smoke, turned into the most pure Life Source The power rushes into Yang Fan’s body through swallowing the black hole.

The breakthrough of the cultivation base directly caused Yang Fan’s swallowing speed to skyrocket several times.

Change to the previous Yang Fan, wanting to completely swallow the power of this half-step Saint’s remaining Life Source, at least it takes a long time.

next moment ………..

Another white light shoots into the swallowing black hole, but it is the second half-step Early- Stage Saint.

“hong long long!”, “hong long long!”, “hong long long!”…

With one after another The power of the pure Life Source was continuously swallowed by Yang Fan. His cultivation base that had just stabilized began to advance towards the eight-star Great Saint mid-term realm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

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Spirit Martial Saint Palace, Spirit Martial Saint Palace.

The spirit of Holy Lord Wu’s within both eyes is faintly filled with anxiety. Seeing the battle with Holy Son, the holy witch holy palace, is about to fight that day, such a big moth has appeared. Heavenly Hell Artifact Spirit is also true, even if you are dissatisfied with what Yang Fan did, you just spread that Yang Fan out of Heavenly Hell, how can you lose people?

Ten days have passed, and Yang Fan hasn’t been found. It’s really anxious.

Hey! I only hope to find Yang Fan in the next two days, otherwise, the battle will be suspended.

According to the latest information they got, the true battle strength of Holy Son that day not only reached the level 1 of the ancestor witch, which is also the half-step Saint realm, but also was not the first to enter the ancestral witch battle strength. As simple as that, a hundred years ago, at the expense of minor injuries, suppress and kill an Early-Stage ancestor witch.

In recent several decades, the word ah Heavenly Witch Sacred Palace at all costs has been fully cultivated, and its strength is probably improved a lot, even its true battle strength has surpassed the mid-term ancestor witch. Not allowed.

Only the first Young Master Hao Qian, it is simply impossible to be the opponent of Holy Son this day, and even if the five Young Masters join forces, it is difficult to be the opponent of Holy Son this day.

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Two days have passed since Holy Lord Wu anxiously waited.

The sky above the mountain range in the center of the Martial Saint Palace.

“hong long long ……….”

The sky was torn apart like a curtain.

next moment ………..

A terrifying black skyship suddenly shuttles through the space and appears above the void.

On the black sky boat, there is a statue of back of a tiger and waist of a bear standing, exuding a terrifying powerhouse in an imposing manner.

Every one looks like a Demon God, the fleshy shell crushes everything, and a few breaths can break the space.

In the imposing manner, none of them are under the eight-star Great Saint. There are thousands of such powerhouses. Some of them have well-known figures, and they are not under the Holy Lord powerhouse. , Even more than a dozen of them, half-step Saint, have palpitations.

What a terrifying formation, in the Lingwu Great World, apart from the Ling Martial Saint Palace, I am afraid that no other power can compare with it.

Among the many powerhouses, there is a crowd surrounded by stars and moon.

This is a young man who is just over ten feet tall. His entire population is like a sea of ​​blood, his eyes are like the sun and the moon, and his head is like a mountain. Anyone who looks at him will seem to fall into it. In the terrifying Savage Wilderness World, the whole body is filled with an indescribable terrifying self-confidence, as if you can master everything at any time.

His Motionless As Mountains, the coercion that is so prosperous as the sea, is almost about to overthrow the entire Heaven and Earth.

“This…what the hell is going on?”

“Horror! A terrifying powerhouse, he……… Who are they?”

“What is the purpose of coming to my spiritual Martial Saint palace? Isn’t it about attacking our spiritual Martial Saint palace?”

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In the central mountain range, countless spirits of Martial Saint Palace Disciple were horrified, all of them looked at the horrible silhouette of the statue in the sky like Demon God with horrified eyes Guessing their origins and identities, about the battle with the Heavenly Witch Saint Palace, the spirit of the Martial Saint Palace, that is, those real high-level people, it is clear that the others are some eight-star, nine-star Great Saint Boundary senior Great Saint is not very clear, let alone these quasi-sacred realms, and even the disciplines and deacons that quasi-sages are not.

At this moment……….

“hong long long ……….”

A terrifying aura of half-step Saint’s Eastern Sky swept over, and soon, I saw a bright blue light staying hundreds of miles away from the black sky boat.

next moment ……….

From the bright blue light came out an Elderly with a blue robe and white beard and hair.

I saw him looking directly at the powerhouses in the black sky boat, calmly said, “old man Qingyuan, senior veteran of the Martial Saint Palace, Holy Son, and everyone please follow the old man Here, the Holy Lord is already waiting for you in the Martial Saint Hall.”

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