Lingwu big world, outside the starry sky.
"Ah~~~This... How is this possible, you... Are you the Holy King?"
The Lord of Nine Heavens burst into hysterical wailing, and his voice was almost mad. After fusing a piece of the holy king's leg, his power has far surpassed the half-step holy king's category. Under the holy king, almost nothing can be found. The opponent, unless that person also has the remains of the Holy King in his hand, or it is a real Taoist weapon.
However, what he saw, Yang Fan's aura burst out, unexpectedly stronger than he is now a thousand times stronger.
With such a terrifying power, except for the real Saint King Supreme, he really couldn't think of a second possibility.
On the road, how could there be such a monster in the world, he is not long live, not long live.
At this moment, the Lord of Nine Heavens was shocked and forgot to continue attacking Yang Fan.
"You aphids have some insight." Yang Fan glanced at the Lord of Nine Heavens flatly, his voice was indifferent, and he did not deny that, although he has not yet attained the position of the Holy King, Xiao Cheng's omnipotence is immortal. The combat power is not inferior to that of the ordinary Saint King. If he adds the Eighty-Six Saint King Laws under his control, the horror of the battle power is stronger than the ordinary Saint King, and it is inferior to the ordinary Saint King, not the Saint King. But it is very holy king.
There is absolutely the right to be called a holy king.
"Holy... holy king, really holy king..." Although the Lord of Nine Heavens has guessed that Yang Fan is likely to be a holy king supreme, he really should admit Yang Fan frankly and still accept it. No, his eyes were dull, and the whole person's spirit seemed to be emptied all of a sudden.
He who is fused with the saint king’s leg bones is strong, that is, the 36 half-step saint king in his eyes is just a slightly stronger ant, but in front of the real saint king supreme, it is nothing at all, in the final analysis, It was just the remains of a fallen saint king, and under the erosion of the power of time, the power of it had already gone away.
Years are ruthless, as strong as a holy king, and it is impossible to be truly eternal and immortal. Maybe the Supreme God has that possibility.
"How could this be, how could this be?"
"How could he be the Holy King, no, this is not true, it must not be true."
"The avenue is unfair, the avenue is unfair, how can you be so biased toward Yang Fan."
In the starry sky of the four directions, the half-step Saint Kings completely collapsed, and they couldn't believe this scene. Is there anything more absurd than this in the world, the Saint King supreme who is less than long live
Don’t talk about them, it’s that True King Yuanlong and the others were all dumbfounded. The wide open mouth seemed to be able to swallow a goose egg, although they never doubted that their master (Yang Fan) could prove the saint of Dao. The throne of the king is to break through the holy realm and prove that they become gods. They have never had a suspicion, but in their opinion, it must be at least a million years, tens of thousands of years later.
Especially Lingwu Shengzun and the others have the urge to see a fake Yang Fan. Is this the Yang Fan they know
Think about their cultivation strength when they were separated from Yang Fan, as if they were only high-ranking saints, how long has it passed now? It's not six hundred years old when it's over.
Has it become the supreme saint king
The gap between them is simply not what words can describe.
Compared to a beggar, he turned around and became a thriller that the emperor would come.
If this is spread, not to mention a small Tiannan Boundary River, that is, the huge Emma realm, and even the entire boundary sea will be shaken by it, not long live, to be exact, the Holy King who is less than two thousand years old. Supreme, who would believe and who would dare to believe
In the stars.
Yang Fan is surrounded by purple air, his breath is unparalleled, and he is like a god from above, coming to mortal dust and reigning over the world.
"Okay, everything ends here." Yang Fan's voice was indifferent, as if announcing a trivial matter.
The Lord of Nine Heavens, who just merged a piece of the saint king's leg bones, was not taken by Yang Fan at all, unless the true saint king resurrected, Yang Fan could treat it with caution.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~"
When Yang Fan moved his right arm, he slapped his palm towards the Lord of Nine Heavens.
It was unremarkable, there was not the slightest mystery at all, but it was such an ordinary palm that made the Lord of Nine Heavens completely desperate, and could not afford the slightest resistance.
"Bang~~~"
The sky is falling apart.
The body of the Lord of Nine Heavens was completely shattered and exploded.
Soon, the breath of the Lord of Nine Heavens quickly dissipated.
Fusion of the saint king's leg bones, the power of the source of life is more than half of the saint king's leg bones, the Lord of the Nine Heavens, who is almost exhausted, does not even have the power to regenerate from a drop of blood.
"Om~~~"
A golden light soared into the sky from the center of the explosion. It was so fast that it would be dozens of times faster than the thirty-six half-step Saint King. One ten thousandth of an instant, several light years passed.
It's too late to say, then soon.
"Boom~~~"
A big purple hand fell from the sky and held the golden light in his hand.
A golden leg bone exuding immortality was revealed, not what the saint king leg bone was.
Compared with the Lord of the Nine Heavens, this piece of the saint king’s leg bone is the real big tonic. Yang Fan has a feeling that as long as it is swallowed and refined, the effect is better than that of swallowing ten and thirty-six half-step saints. Wang Lai always has the past and is inferior.
Saint King, half-step Saint King, half-step difference, but they are creatures at two levels of life.
Even if it was just a leg bone, it was far from comparable to those half-step saint kings.
With such a big tonic, how could Yang Fan let it slip away from under his eyelids? As early as when the Lord of Nine Heavens took out the holy king's leg bones, Yang Fan had already focused on him.
"Fall...fall? The Lord of Nine Heavens just fell like that?"
"This... how is this possible?"
"Fake, it must be fake."
In the four directions starry sky, the half-step holy kings were horrified one by one, even if they were prepared to know that the Lord of Nine Heavens is not Yang Fan’s opponent, the gap is too big, one move, just one move, Jiuxiao The lord was completely blown up, and there was no bones left.
This completely surpassed their imagination, it shouldn't be like this, even if the Lord of Nine Heavens is really invincible, he must support a few tricks no matter what.
But soon, the shock in my heart was replaced by endless panic.
Even the Lord of Nine Heavens, who was fused with the saint king's leg bones, was easily killed by Yang Fan. What else could they use to fight against Yang Fan? It would be difficult for them to be the opponent of Lord of Nine Heavens together.
"No, no, I have worked hard for hundreds of millions of years. How can I fall here if I have the cultivation base of today."
"No, ancestor, I can't die, never die."
"Escape! Flee now."
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
In an instant, a group of half-step holy kings turned into streamers, fleeing in all directions, and all their disciples and grandchildren, ethnic foundations, were all left behind by them.
The sky is big and the earth is big, and his life is the biggest.
My ancestors are too small for my own life. Wherever there is so much idle time, let me take care of you juniors.
As long as oneself can not die, the group will be destroyed, so what happens when the sect is destroyed.
With their strength, they can easily create another ethnic group and establish a foundation.
In front of Yang Fan, the Half-Step Saint King seemed as weak as ants, but it didn't mean that they were really weak.
It's hard to say the top world, but for a high-level world like the Lingwu Great World, if a half-step saint king is willing, he can easily occupy it and become the master of a big world.
"Want to escape? Obediently, come over to this seat."
A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and the power of the Holy Soul, which was not worse than the Supreme Holy King, came out all at once, turned into a pair of invisible hands, and instantly grabbed and dragged the scattered half-step Holy King. As they flew towards Yang Fan, even the King of the Demon God, the Thirty-Three Ways of the Truth Lord, and the Saint King of Thirty-Four Ways and Half Steps could not break free.
The horror of the strong saint king can be seen, that is, the thirty-six half-step saint king, which can slightly arouse their attention.
"Ah, no, my lord is forgiving, forgiving."
"Forgive me, the old man surrendered, surrendered."
"Roar! Yang Fan, you beast, you must not die, this seat curses you..."
Lingwu Great World, the main hall of All Saints Palace.
"Gurulu~~~ Capture~~~ Captured, all the half-step saint kings were captured by the master (Yang Fan)... Powerful, the master (Yang Fan) is really too powerful... ... "The True King Yuanlong and the others, who had not recovered from the shock of Yang Fan’s blow to the Lord of the Nine Heavens, trembled again when they saw this, and swallowed their saliva with difficulty. That was a total of two hundred and six. Seventeen half-step sage kings, and even many of them top half-step sacred kings, were captured by their master (Yang Fan) in an instant, which was terrifying.
Invincible, Lord (Yang Fan), he is really invincible in the southern boundary of the sky.
"Hahaha~~~ Good, good, good, everyone, it's time for us to go, today, we must let those gangsters come back and forth... ." The true king of Yuanlong laughed, his eyes Shining with a bloodthirsty light, in the past two decades, although they have not suffered much, even in general, the half-step saint kings and top saints who have fallen by the coalition are much more than them, but they have always Being suppressed in the Lingwu Great World, not allowed to go out, is an indisputable fact, and everyone has been suffocated a long time ago.
Now, the chance for revenge has finally arrived.
At the end, True King Yuanlong seemed to have thought of something, and said to the top saint below, "Quickly, go and inform the old master, old ladies and them, the Lord is back..."