Shengwu, the main control room.
The saints and false saints were horrified, and they couldn't believe everything in front of them. Many intermediate saints even exploded in swear words. His grandma's, what did they see, killed him, that is the sixth-order intermediate saint of Innocent Thief. Just like that, Yang Fan gave him a second kill.
Gululu.... This... How is this possible, how is it possible
Although they had also been able to defeat Yang Fan, but in their opinion, Yang Fan would definitely endure a bitter battle, and even pay some price, before he could suppress the sixth-tier intermediate saints. Unexpectedly, with one blow, Then with a single blow, the sixth-order intermediate saint was blown up.
The power that Yang Fan had just exploded was the eighth-level intermediate saint, and he didn't dare to underestimate it.
Change.... Metamorphosis, it's really abnormal.
He... How old is he
The holy sages and hypocrites in Lingwu Sacred Palace at least have some preparations, knowing that Yang Fan has the power to match Naker, but there are no thiefs, but it is different, each of their eyes, almost from their own eyes. Staring out, a... a false saint, just... it has the power to rival the high-level intermediate saints, I~ Fuck, isn't Lao Tzu dreaming? Otherwise, how could such an absurd thing happen.
Can't believe it, really can't believe it.
A false saint, and the high-level intermediate saint, the gap between them is more than 100,000 light-years.
A quarter of an hour, a full quarter of an hour.
The Inanimate Lord and others just barely accepted this terrifying reality.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~"
A terrifying murderous intent that is difficult to describe in words flickered in the eyes of the Inanimate Lord.
Die, this monster must die today.
Otherwise, they will have to sleep and eat.
With a pseudo-sage in a small area, the combat power is almost equal to the eighth-level intermediate saint. If he is given a period of growth time, it will be fine, that is, he, the ninth-level intermediate saint, is far from its opponent.
However, the Inanimate Lord did not directly act, but gave an order to assemble and fire.
An eighth-level intermediate saint is still this kind of physical training that specializes in the power of the fleshy shell. Even if he takes the action personally, it is easy to defeat him, but if you want to kill him, it is difficult. If you are not careful, it is very likely to return. A painful price will be paid.
Less than a breath.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The Wusheng and hundreds of skeleton warships, one after another with full firepower, endless beams of destruction, directly tore through the sky, turned into a terrifying meteor shower, and detonated towards Yang Fan.
Shengwu, the main control room.
"Ah, not good..."
The faces of all the sages and pseudo-saints suddenly changed. The Wusheng and hundreds of skeleton warships fired in one round, and the horror of power during this period was that the ninth-tier intermediate sages could be hit hard, or even blow up. Although Yang Fan He showed that he was chasing the eighth-level intermediate saint, but under this terrifying power that even the ninth-level intermediate saint could destroy, it was still very weak.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Lingwu Shengzun.
At this moment, the only one who can save Yang Fan is the Holy Venerable Lingwu.
What everyone didn't expect was that the old god of Lingwu was sitting on his throne, and he didn't intend to save Yang Fan at all.
This... ... this to... ... What is going on
Why doesn't Grand Master still make a move? It's difficult... .Could it be.... Is Grand Master Grandpa he.... He... ....
Suddenly, a terrifying idea emerged in the sea of sage knowledge, and it was easy for Yang Fan to threaten the position of the Holy Venerable Lingwu with the anti-sky potential shown by Yang Fan.
Patriarch is confused, this is completely self-destructive.
Less than four hundred years old, they have the combat power of high-level intermediate saints. Such monsters are not what they can imagine in the future. As long as Yang Fan is there, their Lingwu Sacred Palace surpasses other great forces and dominates the Tiannanjie River, even It is not impossible to rule the Emma realm, how can it be disregarded because of a little selfishness, how unwise it is.
at this time... ... .
"Boom~~~"
Millions of destructive beams exploded in the starry sky near Yang Fan, and a terrifying energy frenzy completely destroyed the starry sky in a light-year-old place. The large ~ large ~ film stars turned into the brightest fireworks. .
"Hahaha~~~ It's dead, this little monster is dead..." The lifeless saint and a group of saints laughed wildly, no matter how talented you are, all the evildoers must die in mine. The hand of the thief.
"It's over, everything is over." The saints' hypocritical faces fell on their seats like dead gray, and one by one looked at the Lingwu saints on the throne, full of unconcealed grievances, if they didn't know that they were far away. The opponents of the sage Lingwu, they really want to ask the sage Lingwu what he thinks, a monster like Yang Fan, how many sacred palaces it is, and the great powers can’t ask for it, we can appear in the sacred palace of Lingwu. One, that's how much virtue has been accumulated.
You just watched him go to death like this, kicked in the head by a donkey, what's wrong.
Many people secretly gave birth to the heart to withdraw from the Lingwu Sacred Palace.
It's really chilling.
Even the evil evildoers like Yang Fan can give up at will, not to mention people like them.
It's better to leave Lingwu Sacred Palace early, lest you become an abandoned son someday.
"You wait and don't worry about it, who is this seat, you still don't know..." Lingwu Shengzun shook his head helplessly, "Yang Fan is not as simple as you think.... .. ."
"What? Is there a turning point for things?" The pseudo-saints of the saints shook, thinking about it carefully, the Patriarch is not the jealous of the virtuous, otherwise, the Holy Punishment and the others will not be able to be promoted to the high-ranking position. And to be honest, if the Patriarch really couldn't tolerate Yang Fan, Yang Fan was afraid that he would have been too long to tolerate it in the world.
With the power of the ninth-level high-ranking sage of Lingwu, it couldn't be easier to murder an intermediate sage.
But is it possible? That is a terrifying power that even the ninth-level intermediate saint can burst.
at this time... ... .
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Endless divine light burst out from the center of destruction, shining brightly, sweeping across the entire starry sky.
next moment... ... .
A terrifying giant with a height of several million feet appeared in the sight of everyone.
It is Yang Fan.
After the power of the flesh shell is promoted to the realm of the sixth-tier intermediate saint, Yang Fan's flesh shell defense is almost comparable to the five tribulation sacred artifacts, and he fully promotes the sacred body of the beasts. The horror of the flesh shell defense is not as good as the six tribulations sacred artifact, but Among the many holy artifacts of the Five Tribulations, they are all considered top-notch.
Although the volley of that round was terrifying, there was still a big gap in the attempt to explode a top-level Five Tribulations Sacred Artifact.
"Ah! Not dead, Yang Fan is not dead."
"Good~~~Good~~~Good~~~ It's really great."
Suddenly, the entire Shengwu ship’s main control room burst out with shocking cheers. Soon, everyone looked apologetically at the Lingwu Shengzun. At this moment, if they didn’t understand that they had misunderstood the Patriarch, they would have lived in vain. For many years.
It's because I'm waiting to save a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. With the character of the ancestor, how can I do that villain's thing.
No birth number.
"No... Not a human, he... He is not a human..."
The mad laughter of the Inanimate Venerable and others flickered, and it was replaced by endless panic. Even the Inanimate Venerable, his eyes flashed with unspeakable panic.
In a volley of the lifeless fleet, he can only temporarily avoid the edge.
But the monster was good, it actually supported it with its fleshy shell, unscathed.
terror! It's really horrible.
And the aura that exudes at this moment is more than a hundred times stronger than before, a thousand times stronger, and has faintly surpassed the scope of the intermediate saint, making him terrified.
Go, go now.
Soon, there was a hint of retreat in the heart of the Venerable Wusheng, and the fleet fired, almost the strongest attack method of their lifeless thieves, but it was still difficult to hurt them, which means that the monster has been invincible. Continuing to fight will be of no use other than increasing casualties.
Just wanting to leave is not so easy. After finally encountering such a big piece of fat, how could Yang Fan let them run like that.
It's too late to say, then soon.
"Pouch~~~"
As soon as Yang Fan's body moved, he stepped out and appeared directly in front of the lifeless fleet.
"Well, it's all over."
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan shot out with a palm, swallowing, the five elements, suppressing... the power of the Twenty-Five Great Sovereign Laws erupted together, shrouded in the inanimate fleet.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my little friend Yellow Cat for the reward.