The flames of destruction, the wind of apocalypse, the cold ice dragon, the thunder dragon of death, and the levels are not terrible. The saints are supreme, and even the strongest and half saints are often the result of nine deaths.
It is a pity that he ran into the freak Yang Fan with four levels. Not only did he not stop Yang Fan, but he also fulfilled Yang Fan, making Yang Fan's cultivation a great success, and he stepped into the realm of the pinnacle of the Holy Lord in one fell swoop. The power of the flesh shell is the power of nearly a million semi-sages.
This is the horror and mighty power that Fang can control. It's terrifying, it's really terrible.
Once the combat power is fully deployed, under the sage supremacy, unless he uses high-level sacrificial artifacts, Yang Fan is absolutely invincible.
Great Wilderness World.
Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his sight seems to be able to travel through countless spaces, penetrate through nothingness, and see through everything.
With a loud phoenix cry, a cyan luan bird with wings spread out from the sky directly fell from the sky, and the sharp claws that could tear the mountains and rivers directly grabbed Yang Fan, apparently taking Yang Fan as his prey.
"Naughty animal, look for death!!!"
A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and a quasi-sacred Luan bird dared to stretch its paws to himself, almost knowing nothing about life or death.
"Rumble..."
In an instant, the cyan Luan bird exploded in the air, and blood was spilled on the ground.
It was so frightened that the giant birds that the Quartet regarded Yang Fan as a Chinese meal collapsed everywhere, and the cyan Luan Bird belonged to a tyrant among them, and there were very few who could be compared with it.
Yang Fan frowned slightly, but he didn't rush to kill him. A group of ants just escaped.
"Boom..."
With a move of Yang Fan's body, he directly tore through the space and headed towards the Holy Palace of the Sage Duo.
In less than a few breaths, Yang Fan had already arrived before the Sage Duoluo's palace.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away, I only felt that the sacred palace of the sage Duolu was magnificent and solemn. It wasn't until I was close to me that I really realized his terrifyingness, which actually made Yang Fan feel suffocated.
terror! If it is replaced by another alien warrior, I am afraid that it has already been crushed to the ground and bowed its head to worship.
It's worthy of being an intermediate saint's residence, and it looks extraordinary.
"I don't know how many treasures the Saint Doro has left in this holy palace?"
Yang Fan looked at the impossibly magnificent Duolu Sacred Palace, with golden glows in his eyes, revealing an unspeakable expectation. Legend has it that the Duolu Sage was so rich and worthy, but he was crowned among all the ancient saints. In ancient times, the two high-level saints of the Blood River Sage and the Lingwu Sage could be compared with them.
"It's hard to say high-level sacred artifacts, but there should still be intermediate-level sacred artifacts."
If he could refine one or two intermediate sacred artifacts, Yang Fan would truly be fearless of anyone, even the weaker low-level saints, as long as he didn’t have the intermediate sacred artifact protection, he would have the confidence to fight one. , Even if it was that Shura's initiative to use their Shura family's heritage and use their Shura family's inheritance sacred artifacts, whoever wins and who loses will have to fight another battle.
He took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.
Yang Fan waved his right hand, and a purple light cut through the void.
A key shining with bright purple light appeared in the midair, not the secret key of the Saint Doro, but what it was.
Say it's too late, then soon! ! !
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
The purple light skyrocketed, and the half-slap-sized Doro Saint's secret key instantly began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, one foot... one foot... ten. Zhang... ... Baizhang... Qianzhang... Qianzhang...
In the end, it swells up to the tenth of a thousand feet long before it stops swelling.
"Boom..."
The huge-sized Dolo Saint's secret key directly turned into a stream of light, and it was inserted into the door, the huge keyhole.
The purple secret key turned slightly.
"Rumble..."
The gate of the Holy Palace opened slowly.
The supreme purple light radiated from the gate.
A breath of holiness spurted out.
That breath seems to be able to wash the soul, giving people a sense of fluttering, feathering and ascending.
"Hahaha... Treasures of Saint Doro, this young master is here." At this moment, even with Yang Fan's state of mind, there was a bit of excitement in his heart that couldn't be restrained. It was a sage supreme. It is also a treasure house of the supreme mid-level saint.
If it were someone else, at this moment, he had to jump up wildly with excitement.
With a move, Yang Fan stepped into the open Doro Palace.
Yang Fan, who went deep into the Duo Sacred Palace, didn't know it, just when the gate of Duo Sacred Palace opened.
The ancestral land, the sea of flames he first passed through.
Suddenly, a series of stunning treasures burst out from the center of the sea of fire, and soon, the treasures enveloped the entire sea of despair.
Moreover, it is still expanding towards the Quartet at a terrifying speed.
Even a few hundred light years away, the dazzling light can be clearly seen.
The sea of despair is five hundred light years away from the southeast.
The center of a sea of spiritual power.
Wearing a cyan robe, Qingxuan, the ethereal sage son Qingxuan, really sat cross-legged, quickly refining the turbulent pure spiritual power around him, forming a terrifying ocean vortex.
Suddenly, Qingxuan Shengzi opened his eyes, and two bright beams of divine light burst out, seeming to be able to penetrate the nine heavens and explore the Jiuyou Difu.
"What is that? Could there be any treasure born."
Qingxuan Shengzi's body moved directly into the sky.
The ancestral land is the land of all the Christmas births, and there are many relics of all saints buried here.
Every time the treasure is born, it is the top quasi-sacred artifact, and even the real sacred artifact has not never appeared.
Even for these holy children, every top-level quasi-sacred artifact is precious enough to allow them to increase their strength. If they are lucky enough to get a holy artifact, it is to challenge the first evil spirit of the Asura Son. It is no longer any extravagant hope.
A sea of despair, 350 light-years away from the northwest.
A holy white lotus floats in a sea of spiritual power.
Numerous spiritual powers directly turned into Taoist spiritual power. Real dragons rose up into the sky, poured into the white lotus, and finally were absorbed by the center of the white lotus, the graceful and enchanting flower holy flower Ruoman.
"Hi... What a terrifying treasure, is it a sacred artifact?"
"Boom..."
The holy white lotus spins rapidly, tearing the space directly, and disappearing into the vast sky in the blink of an eye.
In the sea of despair, 600 light-years away in the west, in a huge sea of spiritual power, an endless light of thunder shrouded the sea of spiritual power, completely covering the entire sea of spiritual power.
The terrifying thunder of destruction slowly permeated the depths of the sea of spiritual power. A terrifying giant with a height of tens of thousands of feet was shrouded by the lightning of destruction, standing in the center of the sea of spiritual power, with a horrible mouth open, as if The giant whale sucks water like crazy, swallowing the sea of spiritual power frantically.
Every breath and every second, hundreds of millions of tons of seawater are swallowed by it.
Although compared with Yang Fan's swallowing speed, it is completely insignificant, and it is more than a billion times worse, but for the other Saints, it is terrifying, and it is more than several times stronger.
"Boom..."
The thundering giant's whole body was shaken by thunder, and the terrifying body began to shrink rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into the size of an ordinary person. This is a young man in gold armor. The thunder light flashes all over his body. The imposing power is over the world. Vaguely, it seems that he can hear a burst of war songs from the ancients, lingering around him, just like The ancient Thor, who was aloft, revived in this era.
"This sacred light that soars to the sky is definitely the birth of a sacred artifact, and it is not an ordinary low-level sacred artifact, it may even be an intermediate sacred artifact, hahaha... luck! What luck!! !"
"I'm going to make this sacred artifact by Lin Xiao, whoever dares to stop me is my mortal enemy of Lin Xiao."
North of Flame World, a thousand light years away.
A terrifying Jinpeng with a wingspan of no less than 100,000 miles is flying fast along the sea of spiritual power that has dried up on that side, wanting to find out the truth.
But soon, the golden winged big Peng wings vibrated, the speed soared to the extreme, and he could no longer explore the reasons why the sea of spiritual power dried up.