In front of the Sacred Palace of Doro.
The seven Qingxuan Saints who had been waiting for several years felt anxious in their hearts. Seeing that they were only half a year away from the ten-year period, the gate of the palace has not been opened yet.
Have you waited for so many years in vain
at this time... ...
"Cab!", "Cab!", "Cab!"... ..
The closed door of the Holy Palace opened slowly.
The dazzling divine light burst out from the opening of the hole, and the radiance swept across the entire wilderness world.
"Hahaha... It's opened! It's finally opened."
"Fortunately, I persisted to the end, otherwise, I would miss the sacred artifact."
"I have the sacred artifact, everyone, this saint child is one step ahead, quack..."
In a burst of weird laughter, the fastest Saint Jinpeng among the seven evil evildoers turned into a touch of golden light, and shot towards the opening of the holy palace portal.
"Damn, what do you want to do, Peng Wancheng?"
"Peng Wancheng, stop for me."
The complexion of the six Jinlin Saint Sons changed in an instant, and they shouted loudly, and their steps were not slow. They all increased their speed to the extreme, chasing after the Jinpeng Son.
One step behind, one step behind, never let Na Peng Wancheng get ahead.
It's too late to say, then soon.
The open portal space of the Doro Sacred Palace was distorted.
next moment... ... .
I saw a person stepping out of the sky, wearing a silver gown, with dazzling stars and extremely noble aura, just like the star god who controls the ancient stars coming to the mortal dust.
"Xing Wuji, it's you."
"How is this possible, when did he go in?"
Including the Jinpeng Shengzi who rushed to the front, all seven of them had a meal, and looked at the silver shirt youth who stepped into the air in front of them with an unbelievable face. In the past few years, they have been guarding them every step of the way. At the gate of the palace, no one has ever seen anyone enter.
Before he knew it, Yang Fan had once again changed into the appearance of Starlight Young Master Xing Wuji.
The Saint League is the core of the alien race, condensing nearly half of the power of the alien race. Even today’s Yang Fan, who has reached the peak of his cultivation, has even refined the Devil’s Altar and the Duobao Golden Pagoda. The combat power is almost equal to the low-level first-tier saints, but in a real battle with the Saint League, Yang Fan does not have full confidence to beat them.
Through the memory of the Saint Doro, Yang Fan learned that, like the Half-Holy Consummation, there are four levels of Saints, and each level has nine levels according to the number of the Lord's Laws.
The saints control the laws of the deity and perfectly control a law of the saints. They are the low-level first-order saints. The number of nine is extremely high. Once they control the ten laws of the saints, they will be promoted to the middle-level saint. , Intermediate ninth-rank saints of the Eighteen Laws of the Lord, as long as they comprehend another law of the Lord, they will be promoted to a high-ranking saint.
It's a pity that that step was stuck for five billion years, until the Saint Moluo exploded the Eucharist and wiped out the holy soul, he never took that step.
But this is also normal. After the preaching and sanctification, every time you control a law of the deity, the difficulty will be a thousand times, tens of thousands of times, hundreds of millions of years, or even billions of years without the slightest progress, that is a lot of people.
Ignoring the questions of Saint Jinpeng and the others, Yang Fan waved his hand and punched a curse into the Nadolo Sacred Palace.
next moment... ... .
"Rumble..."
Towering into the clouds, the doro holy palace began to tremble sharply, and began to shrink at a terrifying speed. In a blink of an eye, it shrank to the size of a palm. It slid around in space and fell into Yang Fan’s palm. in.
As a sacred artifact of the Second Tribulation, the Duoluo Sacred Palace changed in size, but it was just a small matter.
It wasn't until this time that the seven Jinpeng Saints had reacted.
"Roar! Xing Wuji, what are you doing?"
"Quickly hand over the sacred artifacts, my son will spare you not to die."
"Xing Wuji, don't force me to wait to do it. If I know, I will quickly hand over the sacred artifacts."
In an instant, the Seven Jinpeng Sons besieged Yang Fan to Tuantuan, staring at him, but no one dared to take the lead. Yang Fan's strength was not weak, and even the Canglong Son, who was equally famous, fell into his hands. On top, they are not inferior to them. Even if they can beat Yang Fan, they will have to pay a lot of price in the end, and they will only cheapen the sacred artifacts to others.
"A bunch of ants, I haven't troubled you yet. You jumped out first. Okay, it's really good." Yang Fan sneered in his heart, and lightly tossed the Duoluo Sacred Palace in his hand. A joking flashed in his eyes. "You want the Doro Sacred Palace? Just rely on your trash?"
"Xing Wuji, you don't want to toast or eat fine wine."
The seven people of Jinpeng Shengzi glared at them, thinking that one of them, either the saint son or the saint woman, under one person, the lord above tens of thousands, when they have been insulted in this way, it is a crime worthy of death.
"Haha...A bunch of trash will make a fool of yourself, Duoluo Sacred Palace is here, come up and get it if you have it." Yang Fan smiled coldly, and that was Chi Guoguo's contempt in his eyes.
"Good! Good! Good! Xing Wuji, you succeeded in angering Ben Shengzi, and you will die for Ben Shengzi!!!" Jin Lin Shengzi, the hottest temper, was the first to explode, and the whole person was like that violent one. The thunder is ordinary, the whole body is thunderous, and the sky is rolling, destroying everything.
next moment... ... .
"Rumble..."
Saint Jin Lin's whole person turned into a terrifying thunder, heading towards Yang Fan.
"Well, let this bullshit try Xing Wuji's bottom line first."
Qingxuan Shengzi and other six great evildoers took a step back with a tacit understanding.
In less than ten years, even if the evildoer is like the son of Asura, his cultivation strength is unlikely to make much progress.
But this Xing Wuji is different, this is the first evildoer in the history of their alien race.
Didn't anyone think that it could surpass the Blue Dragon Son in just ten years? But the result
Ten years have passed, how much their strength has improved, to be honest, they really don't have much confidence.
"Wuji child, die."
Shengzi Jinlin shot out with a palm. In an instant, his palm swelled rapidly. Moreover, the entire palm was shining with golden light, just like the hand of a god. The terrible thunder that can destroy everything is constantly flashing in the center of the palm, endless thunder talisman. In ceaseless disillusionment, the power of terror seems to be able to obliterate this world.
"A good move to Thor's Wrath."
"Lin Xiao's combat power has truly entered the strongest semi-sacred realm."
"It's over! The Wuji child is afraid it will be inevitable now."
The six Qingxuan sons condensed slightly, and they looked at Yang Fan with glorious light. If Xing Wuji's strength is compared to the lack of qualitative changes ten years ago, it will definitely not be able to stop this lore. , But apart from watching the play, in the depths of their pupils, there was a faintly worried look. The horror of this attack by the holy child of Jinlin had truly entered the strongest semi-sacred realm. They were replaced by them, and there was no It can be picked up with absolute certainty.
And there is only one holy artifact, once the Saint Jin Lin successfully defeats and even kills Xing Wuji, it will be them who will face the Saint Jin Lin.
"No, the sacred artifact will never fall into the hands of Lin Xiao." This Saint Jin Lin is already strong enough, if they are getting the intermediate sacred artifact, they will fight with him for what else.
Before knowing it, the eyes of the six Qingxuan Shengzi touched together, and it seemed that a deal had been reached.
at this time... ... ..
"The native chickens and dogs dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat, and die to this seat." Yang Fan's voice is extremely cold, a small first-order consummation and semi-sage, I really don't know where he is courageous, and dare to follow Pass the paw yourself.
I have to say, it's really fearless for those who don't know.
"Puff..."
With a move of his right hand, Yang Fan instantly passed through the endless thunder, grabbed the Jin Lin Shengzi by the neck, and slid the Jin Lin Shengzi over like a chicken.
"Ah! How could this happen, this........... What is going on?"
"Xing Wuji, you... How could you be so strong?"
"Not true, it must not be true."