Exotic ancestral land, a vast sea of spiritual power.
The son of Asura came violently, trying to strangle Yang Fan in the cradle, lest he really grow up and shake his position as the number one evildoer in the foreign land.
Unexpectedly, Yang Fan was completely a peerless beast in sheep's clothing, so fierce that he had the power to face his father, the lord of Shura.
One palm, just one palm completely destroyed his ancestor Dharma, which he had cultivated for thousands of years, and suppressed him in the swallowing black hole in one fell swoop.
In two years, after swallowing dozens of seas of spiritual power, Yang Fan’s cultivation strength directly rose in a straight line. In his eyes, an ordinary supreme semi-holy combat power like the son of Shura was a slightly stronger one. Ants.
At this moment, even if there were hundreds of peak ancestors of foreign races that appeared in the battle against Shang ancestor land at the same time, Yang Fan was confident that they would be suppressed, and at most he would pay some price.
Swallow inside the black hole.
"Boom..."
The endless swallowing power resembled a billowing tide, swallowing the Asura Son from all directions.
"Roar! Asura shield."
"Rumble..."
On the one hand, a ghost-faced shield that seemed to come from the region appeared in front of the son of Asura, with blood and divine light, spreading everywhere, and immediately guarding the son of Asura, and resisting the erosion of the swallowing force.
"Holy artifact! Worthy of being the son of the first holy race, there is a defensive holy weapon to guard it."
Yang Fan's complexion condensed slightly. This Asura Son is really not comparable to the Canglong Son. Like the Canglong Son, the strongest is the top quasi-sacred tool-Canglong's Wrath, but it is not difficult to understand, after all, the ancestor of the Canglong clan The Beast Canglong is just a low-level saint, while the blood river saint, the ancestor of the Asura saint clan, is the first saint of the alien race, and the two are completely two concepts.
"But if you think that you can sit back and relax with the protection of the sacred artifacts? That can only say that you are too naive." Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, and a frightening cold light flashed.
"Boom..."
A weird blade flashed.
In Yang Fan's hand, there was a black sword that looked like the source of darkness.
This long knife is two meters long, and its whole body is shining with endless and strange black light, wiping out everything, as if it can destroy everything in the world.
"What? Sacred artifacts, you also have sacred artifacts, it's impossible, it's not true, it's not true..." Shengzi Shura glared, his voice was so hysterical that I couldn't believe it. I really can't believe it. If you know the entire Starlight Royal Family, you also have a sacred artifact—the Starlight Sacred Tower suppresses the fortune of the royal family. There is no second sacred artifact at all.
At this moment, he really had the urge to encounter a fake Starlight Young Master. Not only did he comprehend the swallowing laws that the Kunpeng Saint Clan could only understand, but he also had a sacred tool magic knife. Is this the Starlight Young Master he knew
"Is it true? You'll know if you try." Yang Fan teased, "Break it for me."
With a wave of Yang Fan's right arm, a horrible sword light that seemed to be capable of destroying everything suddenly flashed out. The speed seemed to surpass human thinking, and it slashed on the asura shield.
"Sure enough, the sacred weapon is the sacred weapon, cut it for me..."
One sword did not crush the defense of the Asura shield, and Yang Fan was no exception. If it could be broken so easily, it would not be a sacred artifact. In an instant, Yang Fan's sacred sword danced frantically, slicing out thousands of swords with every single sword. They are extremely terrifying, and they can easily kill the pinnacle and semi-sage, and injure the strongest and semi-sacred.
A quarter of an hour later.
The Asura shield began to utter screams of sorrows, faintly, as if to be able to find traces of dense cracks on the shield.
It is also a low-level sacred artifact, which is divided into three or six to ninth grades. The Ashura Shield is just an ordinary low-level sacred artifact, and the Slaughter Sword is a top-notch among all the low-level sacred artifacts. What's more, the power of the imperial envoys on both sides is even more so.
"Damn it, how could it be like this..." The Holy Son of Shura looked ashamed and anxious. He was originally prepared to use the sacred weapon Asura Shield's tyrannical defensive power to hold on, as long as it can last for eight years. , Once out of the ancestral land, this Promise child will not be able to hurt himself at that time, and even face the revenge of their Asura saints. He never expected that he would also have sacred artifacts in his hands. If this continues, don’t say support. Eight years have passed, even an hour, it is difficult to sustain it.
"Xing Wuji, my Asura saint clan and your star light clan have no grievances in the past, and now they have no enmity, why bother to kill them all."
"This matter is indeed the fault of Brother Yu. If you don't remember the villain, how about you let it be your brother? When you leave the ancestral land, Brother Yu will be grateful."
"In this way, as long as you let me go, you can take everything in me."
"Roar! Xing Wuji, do you really want to do things this way? If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your Sun, Moon, and Star tribes."
"If your Highness falls here, you, and all of your Sun, Moon and Star tribes must be buried with me."
"Xing Wuji, stay a thread in everything, so you can see each other in the future, why bother."
The Son of Asura is bitter and intimidating, and only hopes that Yang Fan can let him go. If Yang Fan is really the Young Master of Starlight, the Son of Asura cannot say that there is still a little hope. Compared with the first Holy Master of Asura, Sun, Moon and Star The three clans are much weaker.
It's a pity that he missed a little, Yang Fan is not the Young Master Starlight at all, even if the Sun, Moon and Star tribes are really destroyed because of this, he won't have the slightest grief.
Thinking about the tragic situation of the alien races, Yang Fan wished that all these alien races would die.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
The terrifying slaughter sword light seemed like raindrops, and it bombarded the Asura shield madly.
The traces of fine and dense cracks have been expanding, and now they have become criss-crossing and terrifying cracks.
It seems that at any time, the Asura Shield has the possibility of being completely broken.
"Break it to me."
Yang Fan yelled, and a destructive phantom flashed behind him. In an instant, its power suddenly increased tenfold.
The Ashura Shield, which was already on the verge of collapse, could no longer withstand such a crit attack, and it burst into pieces.
In an instant, the endless swallowing power directly swallowed the Asura Son, madly swallowing its purest life origin power.
Between breaths.
A faint touch of intoxication flashed across Yang Fan's face, the first holy child was the first holy child, and the power of the origin of life was so pure that it was many times stronger than that of the blue dragon.
He swallowed and refined so many powerful ancestors, and only the Heavenly Witch Saint Child could stabilize one of them.
One month later.
"Ah! Xing Wuji, you can't die, your tribe of Sun, Moon and Star are waiting for the extinction."
With a very resentful curse, the body of the son of Shura completely collapsed and turned into flying ashes.
When Yang Fan grabbed it in the air, a humanoid shadow that was about to be completely destroyed was caught in his hands. Vaguely, he could see that this was a reduced version of the Asura Son.
Like the Young Master of Starlight, Yang Fan finally left a trace of his remnant soul, and did not let his soul disperse completely.
Yang Fan didn't want to have extra branches before he obtained the treasure of Sage Doro.
Once the Son of Asura really died, the Saint Clan of Asura is likely to open the ancestral land directly to trace the cause of the death of the Son of Asura.
"Rumble..."
The divine light flashed in his hand, completely banning the remnant soul of the Asura Saint Child, and placed it in the Xumi space together with the remnant soul of the Starlight Young Master.
Yang Fan turned his eyes and looked at the vast sea of spiritual power below.
In his eyes, there was a gleam of greed. This big sea of spiritual power, and the vastness of spiritual power, is even worse than that of the Asura Son.
If you swallow it and refine it, even if you can't immediately enter the half-step holy master realm, it will not be much different.
When Yang Fan moved his body, he just wanted to enter the sea of spiritual power.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
Dark as ink, it seemed to be able to swallow all the terrifying demons, rolling in from all directions, enveloped Yang Fan, and in an instant, it confined Yang Fan's surroundings, making it useless no matter where Yang Fan escapes. All retreats are all Sealed to death.
An extremely cold voice rolled from all directions, "Xing Wuji, hand over the treasure of my clan, your Highness will spare you not to die!!!"