Yang Fan thought about it for a while, but agreed to move forward with Hua Qingwu.
Yang Fan was still quite interested in the predictability of the legendary God Eye family.
The ability to predict the future is rare. Even the supreme saint, if not for the understanding of the way of time, or the more mysterious way of destiny, few people can predict the future.
Perhaps, as the rumors said, this God Eye clan was jealous because of leaking too many secrets, and all the pure blood clan members of the God Eye clan disappeared without a trace overnight.
The power of predicting the future is really too defying, just like the silkworm clan of time. You will control the power of time tomorrow, but you can only use it three times in your life, and it will turn into fly ash.
As a top foreign human force with a half-saint ancestor, it is impossible for the Huajia fleet to be as simple as the small fleet that Yang Fan joined before. Twelve large mahogany ships, each of which is thousands of feet long. , The speed is several times faster than the redwood boat that Yang Fan took before.
In three days, just three days, the mainland is already in sight.
Fenglin Sacred City was originally just an inconspicuous one-star little imperial city. However, as the Blood River Sacred Forbidden gradually weakened and the contact between the human race and foreign lands became more frequent, Fenglin Emperor City, the inconspicuous little imperial city in the past, was just one day. The three changes, in less than a million years, have actually developed from a one-star little imperial city to a seven-star high-level holy city.
In the eyes of other imperial cities, this is simply something unimaginable.
We must know that Lingwu Continent, most of the imperial cities, want to develop into a seven-star holy city, which one has not experienced tens of millions of years or even hundreds of millions of years.
In just one million years, not to mention the development from a one-star imperial city to a seven-star holy city, even if a one-star imperial city is promoted to a seven-star imperial city, it is unlikely that one can be found among 10,000 imperial cities.
I have to say that this Fenglin Emperor City is really out of luck.
Don't talk about the high-level quasi-sages, even the high-level emperors will not come to this place where the birds do not pull ~ shit.
Where is it like now, in the holy city, low-level quasi-sages walk all over the place, intermediate quasi-sages are as many as dogs, even high-level quasi-sages, there are many, and even eight-star great sages are not absent.
After the small half stick incense.
The Huajia fleet slowly docked at Fenglin Port.
In a luxurious private room on the top floor of the flagship center, Yang Fan slowly stood up.
"Huh..... finally came back." Yang Fan squinted his eyes, feeling like a world away. In just thirty years, many emperors and quasi-sages casually took a nap for more than this time. , But for Yang Fan, who is less than a hundred years old, this is almost half of his life.
Thirty years ago, his combat power barely entered the semi-sacred state of consummation. Even if he fought his life, whether he could defeat a third-tier consummation and semi-sage was a big unknown. Now, let’s not say three. The stage is perfect and half holy, that is, the seventh stage is perfect and half holy, and Yang Fan regards it as an ant.
If all the gains in the foreign land are digested, it will be the ninth-level Consummation and Half-Holy, Yang Fan is sure that he will be crushed into dregs with his hand.
One year later, after looting the entire foreign land, Yang Fan's worth has more than doubled. The peak is half-sacred. It is completely stable. It is not impossible that it is half-sacred. Moreover, after devouring a large number of low-level sacred objects, more Luo Jinta and the Kunpeng Sacred Palace both have soaring powers, especially the Kunpeng Sacred Palace, which has almost recovered half of its power, and even among the many sacred artifacts of the Five Tribulations, they can all be called outstanding.
Once he broke through to the pinnacle semi-sacred realm, holding the two great Five-Tribulation Sacred Artifacts, the Golden Pagoda and the Kunpeng Sacred Palace, he was afraid that it was the fourth-tier low-level saint who controlled the Four Sovereign Laws.
Soon, another stick of incense time passed.
Under the escort of thousands of quasi saints, Hua Qingwu and Yang Fan went to the Fenglin Wharf.
In an instant, around the pier, the eyes of countless warriors gathered at once, and their eyes were mixed with unspeakable awe.
There are many quasi-sages in Fenglin Holy City, but there are very few who directly form an army with quasi-sages like this, not to mention many of them have reached the seven-star quasi-sages, and even the realm of great sages.
"Hi... What a terrifying army."
"Actually, all of them are quasi-sage powerhouses. It seems that I have come to the sacred city of Fenglin."
"I don't know where these powerhouses come from? Is there any malice against me, Fenglin Holy City?"
Although there are great sages in the Fenglin Holy City, these great sages do not belong to the Fenglin Holy City. They just temporarily settled in their Fenglin Holy City, seeking opportunities to enter a foreign land. If there really is a big war, these great sages will not be easy. Help them out.
Among the Chinese guards.
Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.
"Interesting, it seems to have been premeditated." Around the pier, Yang Fan felt a faint murderous intent, and it was hidden in a mysterious formation, lined up, surrounding everyone in the Hua family. When I got up, it was obviously directed at the Hua family.
at this time... ... .
Hua Qingwu frowned suddenly on the side, and sternly ordered, "There are enemies, make formations."
In an instant, the quasi-sage of thousands of Hua's family directly formed a mysterious defensive formation, sending Hua Qingwu to the guard in the center without hesitation.
Obviously he has absolute confidence in Hua Qingwu.
"What a descendant of the gods and the clan, sure enough, there are some ways." Yang Fan sighed in his heart. Those assassins were so skilled in hiding, even if they were half-saint ancestors, it would be difficult to find their whereabouts without paying attention. Wu, but a small seven-star quasi-sage, compared to the half-sage ancestor, is more than billions of times weaker.
It's too late to say, then soon.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
An arrow of destruction that can easily kill the seven-star quasi-sages bursts from all directions like a shooting star, and hits the defensive array at once.
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
The azure defensive enchantment violently shook, and ripples appeared, but it was not broken in the slightest.
"Who is it? How dare to attack my Chinese caravan?"
"Mouse, get out of me."
In an instant, a horrible aura erupted from the Hua family team, and the eighteen great saints, as well as the two half-step saint masters such as Ming Lao, broke out completely, as if an ancient demon god began to recover.
"The Hua family is actually the Hua family, the top power of the alien Qingjiao Mansion human race."
"No wonder there is such a terrifying power."
"Who is it that dare to intercept and kill the Chinese team?"
Around the pier, a group of warriors changed their expressions. The foreign city of Xihua City can be said to be the foreign city with the most frequent exchanges with the holy city of Fenglin. For the Hua family, as long as the warriors who have been to the city of Xihua have heard of it, this is Qingjiao Mansion. The top family of the human race, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the largest family, there is a half-saint ancestor in the family.
Even if restricted by the Blood River Sacred Forbidden, the half-holy ancestors of the Hua family are not allowed to leave the foreign land, but there are no restrictions on the second-level holy masters. Who dares to stroke the tiger's whiskers is completely impatient. Isn’t that afraid of Hua’s revenge
at this time... ... .
"Jie Jie Jie... Ms. Qingwu is indeed the prophet of the Hua family. It is amazing to be able to find out where I was waiting."
In a burst of creepy laughter, a wooden Jiao mask appeared in front of the Hua family team with the legendary Twenty-eight Astrology One Horn Wooden Jiao mask, overlooking the Hua family team from a high altitude.
Less than a breath.
Two more figures appeared on the left and right sides of the man in the horned wooden Jiao mask. The two men were respectively wearing the masks of the 28-star Su Zhongkang Golden Dragon and the Tail Fire Tiger.
Not only that, hundreds of people in black wearing star masks appeared around the Hua family team, besieging the Hua family team.
"It's Ziwei Building."
"It turned out to be from Ziwei Tower."
"Then... the three of them are difficult... Is it possible to be the Jiaomu Jiao, Kang Jinlong and Tail Fire Tiger in the twenty-eight stars?"
In an instant, countless warriors in all directions changed their expressions, and there was a touch of unspeakable fear in their eyes, that is, the Hua family team began to permeate the panic.