Lingwu Temple, Lingwu Temple.
"Depth!", "Depth!", "Depth!"... ... ... ..
Under the sound of slow and steady footsteps, a black figure slowly stepped into the Lingwu Temple.
He wears a black long gown, sword eyebrows and star eyes, with extraordinary bearing, and the whole body is restrained. The whole body exudes an artistic conception of returning to the original.
It's not who Yang Fan, who was regarded as hope by the Holy Master of Lingwu, could be.
At the end of the day, Yang Fan finally rushed over in time.
"This kid, finally came."
The heart that Lingwu Holy Master was holding suddenly loosened.
The heavy atmosphere in the entire Lingwu Hall seemed to disappear completely.
The gazes of a group of senior elders looking at the Tianwu Shengzi suddenly changed, revealing unspeakable jokes.
Miscellaneous, your good days are over.
There are no tigers in the mountains, the monkeys are the king, and now Yang Fan has come down, let's see how arrogant you are.
Five young masters go together, I don't know who is the brave little ghost who gives you the courage.
"Strange? What the hell is going on?" There was a deep doubt in Tianwu Shengzi's eyes, "Could it be that these old people think that this kid can beat themselves? What's a joke."
An ant that has just entered the realm of the Sky Witch, no matter how evil it is, it is the limit to be able to match some half-step great witches, even if he is the strongest evil in the history of the Sky Witch Palace, when he just broke through the sky Barely have a battle with the mid-term half-step big witch.
And now, he has reached the stage of the great witch, and his combat power is even catching up with the powerhouse of the ancestor witch.
The gap during this period is totally unreasonable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is Yinghuo and Haoyue.
But the expressions of these senior veterans of the Lingwu Sacred Palace did not seem to be fake.
Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.
Yang Fan didn’t even look at Wu Shengzi that day. He walked past him and came to the front of Lingwu Holy Master. “Holy Master, let this battle be given to the disciples, lest they say that we Lingwu Saint Palace is bullying. Small, victory is not martial." Be arrogant with me, Yang Fan will only be more arrogant than him.
Hearing this, the Lingwu Holy Master just wanted to agree. Suddenly, his eyes glared, and he lost his voice, "Yang Fan, did you break through?" Just looking at the surprise Yang Fan's arrival, he didn't notice Yang Fan's cultivation.
"The Eight-Star Great Sage, His Royal Highness Yang Fan actually broke through to the realm of the Eight-Star Great Sage."
"How long is this, what a monster!!!"
At this time, the rest of the veterans also reacted, all of them terrified. It seemed that it hadn't been twenty days before, but they broke through again. Thinking about themselves, from the half-step Great Sage Great Perfection to the Eight Star Great World Holy, the fastest one, it took thousands of years.
Hey, people are better than people, it's really annoying! ! !
Fortunately, this monster is theirs. If they appear in the hostile holy palace, they are afraid that they will not be able to sleep well.
"Fuck, these turtles are just a half-step celestial witch, breaking through into the realm of celestial witches, and they are not proving to be holy." The son of the sacred witch rolled his eyes silently. The old thing is really too exaggerated. People who don't know think they have a new saint in the Lingwu Sacred Palace.
The Tianwu clan is well known for its fleshy and tyrannical ancestors. They rarely dabble with the spirits. The Son of Tianwu cannot see Yang Fan’s true bone age at all, even less than fifty years old, even though the four invincible ancestor witches around him, I just think Yang Fan is very young, but the specific bone age is not clear.
Otherwise, I am afraid it will be no better than these elders.
I think he is known as the strongest evildoer of the Sky Witch Clan, and he has been fully trained by the Sky Witch Clan since he was a child, but it still took nearly three thousand years to break through to the Sky Witch Realm.
Tian Witch who is less than fifty years old, this is simply something that he can't imagine.
"Fortunately, I had a breakthrough. It's nothing." Yang Fan smiled modestly. There is really nothing commendable about his breakthrough. He is different from other half-step great sages. He also needs to painstakingly understand the great road, realize the realm, and his own mind. The realm has already reached the Eight-Star Great Sacred Realm, and has even entered the half-step sage realm. As long as the energy is in place, everything is a matter of course.
"Well, Hao Gan will give you this battle to Junior Brother Yang Fan." The Lingwu Sage turned his eyes and said to Hao Gan who had just gotten up.
"Yes, Holy Lord."
Hao Qian, who didn't have the slightest confidence, naturally wouldn't continue to hold on, pretending to be forced, that would be deadly.
Even if Shengzi Wu didn't kill him that day, the Lingwu Holy Palace would not be able to spare him, and lost a big world. Not to mention that he was just a son of Dzogchen, even the son of a saint, and he would not escape death.
Holy Master Lingwu smiled relaxedly at Yang Fan, and said, "Yang Fan, go down and give pointers to Saint Wu of this day, and teach him what it means to be a heaven outside and there are people outside the world!!!"
The voice was proud, and he didn't put the Heavenly Witch Saint Child in his eyes at all, just as if the Heavenly Witch Saint Child was a late-learner who had just practiced martial arts, Yang Fan had the power to crush the average mid-stage and half-step Saint when he half-stepped in the Great Sacred Realm. Now that he has stepped into the realm of the Eight-Star Great Sage in one fell swoop, his combat power must have made another qualitative leap. Maybe, even the average late half-step sage is not his opponent.
Would it be difficult to give pointers to the witch saint child this day
"This Holy Master Lingwu really sent this kid to fight?" Although it has been expected that the Holy Master Lingwu is likely to send Yang Fan to fight, it is true that when everything becomes a reality, the Heavenly Witch Saint Child still can't accept it. It's just a statue. The Great Sage of the eight-star early stage was not a holy master, let alone a half-step saint, "Or is it that Lingwu Sacred Palace has completely abandoned this gambling battle?"
But it's impossible to think about it. It involves the belonging of a big world, and whenever there is such a chance, it is impossible to give up.
But soon, the doubts in his heart were replaced by raging anger. Pointing, the Spirit Martial Lord actually asked the little ghost in the early stage of the witchcraft realm to point him, contempt. This is completely Chi Guoguo’s contempt. He was born to this day, millions. In the past few years, he has not been so insulted.
"Good! Good! Good! Holy Master Lingwu, and that kid, you will definitely pay the price for what you just said!!!"
Tianwu Shengzi suddenly stood up from his seat, exuding a biting chill, and walked towards the center of the hall.
"How dare to look down on His Royal Highness Saint Son so underestimately, this Human Race kid is just looking for death."
"It's been a long time since I saw His Royal Highness getting angry. Last time, ten thousand years ago, the old black evil ghost had tortured His Royal Highness for three thousand years before it was wiped out. This human junior will definitely die miserably."
A cruel grin crossed the faces of the strong men of the Heavenly Witch Saint Palace, and their gazes at Yang Fan looked like they were looking at another dead person.
The little ant in the early days of the Heavenly Witch Realm dared to provoke their Saint Son, really didn't know how to write the word for death.
"Yes, Holy Lord, I will definitely give him some advice."
Yang Fan smiled lightly, turned around, and strode towards the center of the hall.
"Little devil, talking nonsense is deadly!!!" Shengzi Sky Witch's eyes flickered coldly, Sen coldly said.
"Whether nonsense is going to die, this young master doesn't know..." Yang Fan shrugged lazily, playing with a taste, "but the people who threatened this young master are already three years old now. It's taller."
"Haha...Interesting! Little devil, I hope your bones are as smart as your tongue, and later this Saint Child will break the bones of your whole body piece by piece." Tian Wu Shengzi grinned. Once, the sound was like hell death, making people creepy.
"Is this the method of death you chose? Don't worry, this young master will do it for you!!!"
"Boom..."
A light flashed in the hands of the Lingwu Holy Master, and the Lingwu Scepter, which represented the supreme power, appeared in his hand.
The Holy Master Lingwu pointed at the center of the hall, and instantly countless divine lights fell from the sky, forming an ancient and mysterious arena in the center of the hall.
"Little devil with sharp teeth, come on stage for a fight!!!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Witch Saint Child, and he stepped out of the battlefield.
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