Doro Sacred Palace, on the ancient arena.
"Boom..."
A radiant black glow descended from the sky, devilish, like billowing smoke, one after another.
From the black light came out a terrifying war puppet wearing a black full-body armor. Its breath was no less than the former son of Shura, the strongest and semi-holy. The combat power of this black armored war puppet absolutely reached the limit. Strong semi-sacred realm.
"To... Xeon Semi-Holy? What's the matter? Has this eleventh level changed again?"
Yang Fan looked at the black armored battle puppet that looked like a demon god, and his expression was slightly condensed. According to common sense, this eleventh level should be 19,683 mid-term holy masters, although the number It suddenly shrank by nearly 20,000 times, but the risk factor, instead of weakening, has been greatly improved.
A supreme semi-saint is by no means comparable to 19,683 mid-term saints. If you want to match a supreme semi-saint, the number of this saint must at least double, or even more.
Of course, it is only a strong and semi-sage, Yang Fan is not afraid of it. Long before entering the ancestral land, he can easily kill these strong and semi-sages, not to mention the cultivation level reaching the peak of the half-step holy master. His combat power has skyrocketed thousands of times.
The black armored battle puppet in front of him was just a slightly stronger ant.
What really worries Yang Fan is that in this eleventh level, the battle puppet cultivation level suddenly skyrocketed to a large realm, nearly ten small realms, and the last twelve levels, how terrifying the battle puppet should be, although not It may be like the eleven levels, so many realms suddenly skyrocketed. In the final analysis, Saint Doro is also an intermediate saint, but even if it only crosses a large realm and reaches the low-level sage realm, it is enough for him.
As the saying goes, under the saint, there are ants.
Half-holy, saint, the difference in one word is the difference in the level of life.
The gap is far more terrifying than the quasi-sage and the semi-sage.
Today's Yang Fan, although he has the power to regard the ordinary Xeon and Semi-Holy as an ant, but for the true sage supreme, it is not an ant.
Even if the cards are all out, the possibility of trying to escape in the hands of a saint will not exceed one level.
And he was the weakest low-level saint who didn't have any powerful saints in his hands.
"Boom..."
As soon as the body of the black armored puppet moved, it directly attacked Yang Fan, and slapped it out like a demon god.
The terrifying devilish hand, covering the sky and the sun, seemed to be able to wipe out the entire ring.
"Although the Demon God Puppet has only ordinary Xeon semi-holy combat power, it shouldn't be difficult to inflict heavy damage on this human youth, and it will be the chance for this holy..." The greedy light flashed in the eyes of Saint Duoluo Cannian , An evil sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.
It's too late to say, then it's fast.
"Boom..."
Yang Fan's whole body's mana was rolling and rushing, like a peerless dragon, surging surging in his body.
"dead!!!"
With a cold drink, Yang Fan patted it with a palm.
Even now, it won't help to think more about those things. It's better to solve the current trouble first.
After his cultivation was promoted to the pinnacle of the holy master, Yang Fan’s pure flesh shell power was nearly a million powers of half holy power. With the blessing of the vast mana in his body that was dozens of times the strongest half holy power, Yang Fan said The horror of a palm is simply extraordinary and holy, far beyond the imagination of the world.
Easily, you can blow up the nothingness, get the truth, destroy the eternal, and obliterate the past.
"Boom..."
The two palms collided, and the terrifying energy frenzy seemed to destroy the entire ring.
Less than a breath.
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ... ...
The billowing devil energy, as well as the supreme semi-holy realm battle puppet, were all dripping away, completely disintegrated into dregs, and turned into powder.
"Gurulu... How... How could this happen?... Actually, even the strongest semi-holy demon god puppet can't stop it. One blow, this... What is this monster?" Sage Doro Cannian was horrified and couldn't believe everything in front of him.
The strongest half saint, the peak half step saint master, in the meantime, there are two big realms and a dozen small realms, how could there be such a heaven-defying monster in the world.
Vaguely, Saint Duluo's Cannian's heart appeared uneasy, but soon, a touch of determination flashed in his eyes, as if some important decision had been made.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
A terror demon light descended from the sky, and each demon light represented a terrifying supreme semi-saint, with a total of thirty-six paths.
Hmph, the human youth, this saint doesn't believe it, thirty-six supreme semi-sages, they can't hurt you badly.
On the ring.
Looking at the supreme and semi-sage around him, Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not a saint puppet, otherwise, he would be in danger in this battle.
Thirty-six supreme semi-sages can’t be said to be not strong, even the first person in the foreign land, Lord of Asura, if they don’t use the background of the saints, they may be severely injured, or even killed, but for today’s Yang Fan, In other words, it's just a little trouble.
"Wow!", "Roar!", "Tweet!"... ... ... ..
The terrifying roar of the beast erupted from Yang Fan's body, and the infinite phantom of the beast, the true dragon, the phoenix, the mysterious tortoise, the white tiger, the unicorn... appeared all over Yang Fan.
In an instant, the entire popularity is like a billions of volcanic eruptions, soaring rapidly, and the whole body strength is ten times, a hundred times more proliferating.
"dead!!!"
A fierce light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, just like a palm shot.
"Boom..."
With the blessing of the Eucharist of the Ten Thousand Beasts, the strength of this palm has increased by hundreds of times. The power contained in it is completely calculated by the power of tens of billions of semi-sages. Under this invincible power, it is the strongest and semi-sacred. , It's just an ant.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
Almost at the same time, thirty-six fighting puppets exploded one after another, completely annihilated and turned into ashes.
"Gurulu... ... ... dead... ... ... dead, all dead... ... not a person, he must not be a person... ... "At this moment, even the state of mind of Saint Duo Luo is almost on the verge of collapse. Apart from constantly saying that Yang Fan is not a human being, he can't say anything else.
On the ring.
Yang Fan’s brows wrinkled at some point, but the remnant soul of Saint Doro said that after passing all the tests, he will be able to obtain all the treasures of Saint Doro including those two intermediate sacred artifacts. But as a result, But he didn't even see the hair of the intermediate holy artifact, and there was a small purple bead in front of him.
The voice of Saint Doro’s cannibalism sounded behind Yang Fan, “Human race boy, congratulations on passing all the tests left by the deity. This purple sage bead is the core center of the holy palace. As long as you refine this purple sacred bead, You will be able to control the entire Sacred Palace and get all the treasures in the Sacred Palace." At this moment, Saint Cannian of Duoro has long been restored to his former plainness, with a gentle smile on his face, which makes people can't help being convinced by his heart.
"Oh, as long as you refine this crystal bead, can you control everything in the holy palace?"
"Yes, Human Race boy, hurry up and refine this purple radish crystal bead." The voice of Saint Doro's Cannian seems to have a magical power of charm, and people can't help but follow his words, and his eyes bloom at the same time. The weird light comes from the debut.
"Really... Is that true?" Yang Fan's eyes began to blur.
"Yes, Human Race boy, what kind of identity is this saint, how can I lie to you."
"Yes, the saint is supreme, how could he lie to me."
"Boom..."
A powerful mental force suddenly penetrated from Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, and sank into the purple radish crystal bead.
"Yes, yes, yes, the Human Race boy, that's it, inject all the spiritual power into the Ziluo Jingzhu, and refining the Ziluo Jingzhu with all his strength, as long as he is refined, everything of the deity, holy artifacts, holy medicine, holy Dan, it's all yours..." In the eyes of Saint Duluo's Cannian, the evil spirits continue to flicker. I don't know when, a trace of conspiracy has appeared in the corner of his mouth. Proud of.
After ten breaths.
Can Nian, Saint Doro’s face was pale and scary, "Huh... This kid is so terrifying spiritual power, almost ten times that of the strongest semi-sage. Almost, this saint was planted. Well, it succeeded in the end."
But soon, Saint Doro's Cannian's expression flashed with excitement that could not be concealed.
Evil laughter fluttered and whirled in the Doro Sacred Palace.
"Jie Jie Jie... Human Race junior, everything about you is owned by the saint... Jie Jie Jie... I Saint Doro is back again... quack quack... ”