Lingwu Mountains, the sixth young master palace, the young master hall.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, the light was shining, and he was invincible.
But vaguely, it was mixed with traces of regret, almost, just a little bit, his cultivation level would be able to reach the realm of consummation and semi-sacredness.
It's a pity that at this critical moment, almost all the resources were swallowed up by him.
Don't talk about the best immortal crystal veins, the holy crystal veins, that is, the best immortal crystals, almost all refined by Yang Fan, there is not much left.
The remaining nearly one million trillion best immortal crystals, for ordinary semi-sages, it is not a small fortune, enough for them to cultivate for millions of years.
But in Yang Fan's hands, it was nothing but a drop in the bucket, and it was not enough for him to practice for a day.
Of course, even if he didn't break through to the semi-sacred realm of Consummation, Yang Fan's cultivation strength still had a qualitative leap, soaring more than ten times.
At this moment, with the power of pure flesh, Yang Fan was able to sling most of the seventh and eighth ranks of consummation and half saints. Once he used his power, it was enough to sweep most of the ninth ranks of consummation and half saints.
If all the cards are played and the combat power is full, even if it is him, he is somewhat unclear about his limits, but for the general fifth-order low-level saints, who wins and loses, then he will have to fight again.
Horror is really terrifying.
Back in those days, the Dao Luo saint had worked hard for tens of billions of years before he had the cultivation base of the fifth-order low-level saint, but Yang Fan was so old that he had a good budget, he was less than two hundred years old.
If this is spread, it must shake the entire Tiannan Boundary River.
No, I'm afraid it's the huge Emma realm, among the tens of thousands of rivers, I'm afraid that no one can be compared with it.
In front of the Young Master Hall.
Two figures, one white and one red, walked back and forth.
Both are rare beautiful women in the world. They are all over the world, one is passionate, like a fairy in the fire, and the other is like a fairy in the sky.
"Sister Jiahui, it's been sixty years, why didn't he leave the customs?" Yang Sifan glanced at the closed young master hall with a bit of resentment. In sixty years, this is definitely the longest separation between her and Yang Fan. Over the years, even if Yang Fan entered a foreign land alone, he had only been away for thirty years.
"Sisi, don't worry, cousin should be out soon." Luo Jiahui comforted, but these words are so lacking in confidence. Thinking about it carefully, she has said this many times, every time Today in the year, she will come to this young master hall with Si Fan, but not once, is to be able to see the person who makes her think about it.
Cousin, do you know that Jiahui misses you.
at this time... ... .
"Crack~~~Crack~~~Crack~~~"
The closed door slowly opened.
next moment... ... .
A young figure walked slowly out of the hall. His steps were very slow, but slow but without losing its majesty. People couldn't help crawling on the ground and worshipping it.
"Ah! Brother, you are out."
With an exclamation, Yang Sifan took a quick step and rushed towards Yang Fan.
But she was fast, and there was another person who was faster than her. A fiery red figure had already plunged into Yang Fan's arms before her.
"Ah, sister Jiahui, you..." Yang Sifan stomped a little dissatisfied, that seat, but her exclusive seat.
But soon, a teaser flashed across his face, and he smiled, "Sister Jiahui, are you so impatient to be my sister-in-law?"
"Ah! Damn girl, what are you talking nonsense." Luo Jiahui blushed as if she had been stepped on her tail, and suddenly jumped out of Yang Fan's arms.
"Yo~~~Yo~~~Yo~~~ I got it right, Sister Jiahui, just accept it."
"Bad girl, don't talk nonsense, I... I just... I don't..."
"No? Then why are you blushing?"
"You... You... I scratched you girl to death, I told you to talk nonsense, tell you to talk nonsense..."
"Gluck... No, sister Jiahui forgive me, forgive me, cluck..."
"Could it be that Jiahui is... she really..." Looking at the two girls who are fighting, Yang Fan's heart is a little bit angry, "No... not her, but My cousin... how can we..."
But somehow, there was a voice in my heart telling him, what’s wrong with the cousin, they are not brothers and sisters, and there are more cousins who have married. Many of his cousins are not just marrying their own cousins. .
And can you really bear to watch Jiahui fall into the arms of others
Unconsciously, the women around him flashed in Yang Fan's mind one by one.
Can you really allow them to marry other men
"Huh~~~"
He shook his head vigorously, and got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. Forget it, let it go, anyway, they are already immortal, with a life expectancy of hundreds of millions, and some are time to consider these.
"Okay, Jiahui, Sisi, don't bother you two."
Soon, the news of Yang Fan's smooth exit swept through the Sixth Young Master's Palace with lightning speed.
Before long, Yang Yunfeng and his wife, and You Nuo's daughters, rushed over one after another.
Yijiazi time passed, everyone's cultivation base has made great progress.
They have achieved the position of quasi-sage one after another, and the strongest You Nuo has reached the realm of three-star quasi-sage, and even the four-star quasi-sage is only one step away.
During his trip to a foreign land, Yang Fan received massive resources, among which there were also many elixir and holy medicines that could enhance his bloodline talent.
As for these treasures, Yang Fan didn't leave a single item, and gave them all to those around him.
With the world swallowing the sky and the earth, Yang Fan lacks only energy. These are the elixir and holy medicine that make countless half-sages be heartbroken, and Yang Fan is the least valued.
And after swallowing a large amount of elixir and holy medicine, the bloodline potential of Yang Yunfeng and his wife and others is a thousand miles away. Up to now, almost all of them can be compared with the first young master Haogan, especially the younger sister Yang Sifan. It is even more chasing after the first evildoer of the alien race-the son of Shura.
If Yang Fan was able to win enough magnum and purple energy for them, it would be a matter of time for them to prove the way and become holy.
A little bit of time passed, and soon, three months passed.
Every day, Yang Fan is either by the side of the women, or filial piety under the knees of Yang Yunfeng and his wife.
However, the entire Sixth Young Master Palace was operating frantically.
There are still nearly 140 years to go to the place of origin, so long years, Yang Fan can't let it go to waste.
However, there are only so many resources in the Lingwu Great World, and most of them are still in the hands of the Lingwu Sacred Palace. For no reason, it is impossible for him to shoot at the same door.
That foreign land is a good place. If he can plunder the remaining resources, not only his cultivation will be able to set foot in the realm of the false holy, but also the Eucharist of the Ten Thousand Beasts. He is afraid that he will also reach Great Perfection and truly transform into the Eucharist of the Ten Thousand Beasts. And with his current cultivation base strength, it is enough to sweep the entire foreign land.
It's a pity that the Blood River Sacred Forbidden is like a moat that prevents Yang Fan from setting foot in a foreign land.
The Lingwu Great World cannot be plundered wildly, so we can only step out of the Great World and develop towards the endless starry sky.
The Tiannan Boundary River is vast and vast, with hundreds of thousands of great worlds.
Some are resources, let him conquer and plunder.
But this time, Yang Fan was no longer preparing to go alone, raising soldiers for thousands of days and using soldiers for a while, so many powerful men, it was not for raising them to eat dry food.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Every moment, every moment, a large number of troops enter the Sixth Young Master Palace.
All of them are the elites of the major veterans, and the last time they are four-star quasi-sages. Those low-level quasi-sages, Yang Fan simply looks down on them.
One hundred thousand... .million... .million... .. soon broke through the 100 million mark, and this number is still soaring at a terrifying speed.. . ... ..