Invincible Bloodline

Lingwu Great World.

The king of the gods, the true king of Wanlei and the eight Great Saint King dumbstruck, all looked dumbstruck, so unreal.

Won…Won, just like that?

This…this…this…I’m not dreaming, am I?

That is a hundred powerhouse of the saint king, not a 100 or so half-step saint king, let alone a saint, so it was suppressed by a palm.

Is there anything more absurd than this? If you don’t see it with your own eyes, who will believe and who dare to believe?

This power is more than enough to sweep all around the Hundred Realms River, and how old their masters are, they are not long live.

gu lu lu …….Cruel! It’s really cruel!

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On a three-story ship.

The holy witch Holy Son broke out in hysterical wailing. He couldn’t believe it. He really couldn’t believe all this in front of him.

How could one’s own guard team be defeated? It is an elite guard comparable to the top 4 Heavenly Layer Saint King.

In these 3 Heavenly Layer Saint Kings, they are almost as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, Luohe Star Domain, that is the invincible existence that pushes everything horizontally.

How could they lose? Or they were crushed so strongly without any suspense.

This is not true, it must not be true.

Be aware that it is just a treasure left by Hongyu Heavenly Venerate in the realm of the Holy King Nine Layers Heaven, and it is not the real Heavenly Venerate treasure. How could it be so terrifying?

If a Nine Layers Heaven holy king can easily create a 5 Heavenly Layer holy king in just a few thousand years, then why does he have such a little cultivation base now?

His Master, as a top witch king, can rival the peerless powerhouse of Demi-God Heavenly Venerate, and is more than ten times stronger than the Hongyu Saint King of the year.

……..

In the stars.

Yang Fan’s complexion remained unchanged, as if he had done an insignificant little thing, a group of aphids that were not even the 4 Heavenly Layer Saint King. If he couldn’t suppress it, then he would devour so much in vain. The top holy medicine, Primordial Chaos Purple Energy.

The next second…

Yang Fan’s eyes turned, Sen Leng looked at Holy Son that day.

“hong long long ~~~”

Yang Fan moved his right hand, directly to the Tearing Space, and headed towards the Holy Son that day.

Those subordinates of Holy Son should be killed, but the true master of Holy Son, Yang Fan will not let go.

In just a few thousand years, the Holy Son was promoted by a trifling to the 1 Heavenly Layer Saint King. His subordinates have so many powerhouses. Great opportunity, big fortuitous encounter, even if Yang Fan was killed, he would not believe it.

If Holy Son does not die today, he will surely become his scourge in the future.

Nurturing a tiger to invite calamity is such a stupid thing, how can he do it because his head is pinched by the door?

“Ah, it’s not good…” Heaven Witch Holy Son’s complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn’t worry about shocking why Yang Fan had such a terrifying power.

For today’s plan, it is the last word to save your own life.

“Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~”

In an instant, the heavenly witch Holy Son played a thousand forms of witchcraft.

“pu chi ~~~pu chi ~~~pu chi ~~~”

Only the cultivation base of the Taoist Witch King just proved by the Holy Son in Yang Fan Under the terrifying power of the 5 Heavenly Layer Saint King, it is not much stronger than the humble aphids.

Thousands of witchcraft Formations are like paper, they can’t be protected at all, they are completely crushed.

“hong long long ~~~”

The big hand that covered the sky continued to crush down, and the terrifying palm force seemed to crush the heavenly witch Holy Son into slag.

“Ah~~~No…” The holy witch Holy Son suddenly broke out with a desperate wailing, unwilling, he is really unwilling, with the potential of his innate talent , It’s a little inferior to their witch god son. As long as they don’t fall, they will surpass him in the future and proving the position of Demi-God Heavenly Venerate. It’s just a matter of time. How can you fall here? The hand of such a thief.

God is not fair, God is not fair!

…….

It’s too late to say it’s fast.

“pu chi ~~~~”

The space in front of the heavenly witch Holy Son ripples from the starting point, and a silhouette suddenly flashes.

this is one stalwart middle-aged man who is taller than ten feet tall, wearing a set of animal skin Battle Armor, with a breath of dominance over the heavens, even the flying star witch king who has almost reached the low-level witch king Peak. Too much, too much, is completely insignificant, without the slightest comparability.

“Bang~~~~”

I saw that stalwart middle-aged man waved his hand and patted it, like an ordinary person swatting flies, there is nothing mysterious at all, but It was such a plain palm, but it easily blocked Yang Fan’s terrifying blow.

“Uncle Xing…” Seeing the middle-aged man that suddenly appeared, the heavenly witch Holy Son immediately screamed, and there was a joy of avoided a catastrophe in his voice. .

The heart that mentioned the throat immediately loosened.

Uncle Xing is his Master’s next powerful warrior. He has already set foot in the middle-level witch king realm as early as 10,000 years ago. The strength of battle strength is even in the 5 Heavenly Layer holy kings. Is top notch.

With him, he will surely be able to protect him, even a shame.

In an instant, the killing intent that had just retreated was steaming in his heart again.

“Uncle Xing, kill him, kill him for me…I want him to die, want him to die…” Holy Son’s voice was almost crazy, Almost, just a little bit, he died in the hands of this little bastard.

“Junior, you are so courageous, you dare to do something to my Young Master…” Uncle Xing looked at Yang Fan coldly, indifferently said, “You have not yet cast It’s a big mistake, I immediately let go of my people, and then obediently surrender, I can still give you a happy…”

His facial expression is very proud, he looks down upon the sky, the slightest Yang Fan didn’t pay attention to it.

It seems to be able to give Yang Fan a joy, that is already his great kindness.

“Obediently surrender? Give me a happy one? Just rely on you, really boast shamelessly!” There was a touch of disdain in Yang Fan’s eyes. The strength of the person in front of him is so strong that he has only seen it at present, it is very likely He has a medium 5 Heavenly Layer Saint King battle strength, which is even higher, but how can he use real power, a battle strength, so far, but he has not used even 1/10000th.

“Stubborn! Junior, you will know later, what is called death is also a luxury.” Uncle Xing grinned, and an ant who could enter the threshold of the 5 Heavenly Layer Saint King, dare Provoking him Xing Zhan Witch King, almost act recklessly.

In the past few years, none of the ants like this have died in his hands, but there is also a fifty-sixty.

The next second…

“hong long long ~~~”

The imposing manner of the Witch King Xing Zhan climbs wildly, unlimited Pull up.

Endless hurricanes, like cosmic storms, burst out from the pore cells of his body, sweeping across the Universe Starry Sky.

His fleshy shell also starts to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye, ten zhang ……hundred zhang ……thousand zhang ……10,000. …..100,000 zhang ……millions of feet…….

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying giant of ten million meters, full of breath, violent Abnormal, more than a hundredfold increase.

He is covered with a layer of azure hurricanes all over his body, teaching the heavens and splitting the earth, endless storms are constantly rotating around him, graceful as a terrifying wind god who controls the cosmic storm.

next moment …….

The endless storm began to introvert and evolved into a mysterious hurricane armor, draped on his body, the mysterious wind The sacred pattern flashes continuously on it.

Ordinary people seem to be immersed in the endless Great Dao of Wind as long as they take a glance, and they cannot extricate themselves from it.

“Junior, pay the price for your words.” The Witch King Xing Zhan opened his mouth like a sea of ​​blood, his voice in a low, muffled voice, like a spiritual God roar.

Under his feet, hurricanes also evaporate, and ancient witch patterns are faintly discernible.

“This power, um, has almost reached the high level 5 Heavenly Layer Saint King Realm.” Yang Fan squinted his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed, but there was not at all a trace of fear in his eyes, as long as it was not 6 Heavenly Layer Saint King, Yang Fan is not afraid of anyone.

In an instant, a violent fighting intent steamed up in Yang Fan’s heart. The opponent was hard to find. Now that he is now the cultivation base, it is not so easy to find an evenly matched opponent. , Especially in a resource-poor place like Tiannan Jiehe, it is even more difficult.

“Oh, fighting intent can still arise. This seat is a little underestimating you.” A surprise flashed in the eyes of King Xing Zhan. The ordinary low-level 5 Heavenly Layer Saint King has already been at this moment. All fighting intents have disappeared, and panic is the only thing, but soon, that touch of astonishment was replaced by cold glow, “Unfortunately, you should not offend my Young Master, above heaven under earth, no one can save you. “

tone barely fell.

“hong long long ~~~”

When the King Xing Zhan Witch moved his right arm, he was crushed with a palm toward Yang Fan.

This palm, Xing Zhan Witch King not at all left too many hands, burst out ten levels of power, violent cosmic storm, destroying everything, the horror of power seems to be able to destroy one party in one blow The junior Great World is terrifying and desperate.

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

The sacred array of Lingwu Great World guarding world swayed violently and seemed to be unable to bear it. With that violent palm wind, the next moment will be completely broken.

terrifying! You must know that Xing Zhan Witch King is a thousand light years away from Lingwu Great World.

If you are getting closer, I am afraid that the guardian circle has already been destroyed.

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In an instant, in the Lingwu Great World, the hearts of countless creatures suddenly mentioned their throats. Extremely terrified

This is definitely the biggest Calamity Tribulation of their Lingwu Great World. Once Paragon Yang Fan has something to do, will Holy Son let them go that day?

They don’t dare to gamble, let alone gamble.

The heavens bless Paragon, must surpass that powerful enemy.

Master, you must win, you must win!

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