Lingwu big world, outside the sky.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The endless thunder suddenly appeared, between the breath, the starry sky hundreds of light years around, directly evolved into a terrifying sea of thunder, the thunder dragon roared, the thunder snake flickered, countless thunder holy beasts roared, galloping, bursts of terror The thunderstorm raged crazily in it.
Where the thunderstorm passed, the stars were all annihilated and turned into dregs, and countless spaces were shaken into dust.
At this moment, it seems that the entire starry sky has turned into a terrifying thunder hell.
Thunderbolt, destroy everything.
Even if the holy king fell into it half a step, it would be bombarded by the endless thunder into scum.
"Boom~~~"
Suddenly, a bright light of thunder burst out from the center of the thunder cell.
In an instant, it evolved into a terrifying Thor.
He has a fortified face, and the center of his forehead is engraved with a pattern of thunder gods, like an undefeated god of war, standing proudly in the center of the thunder sea, stepping on the endless thunder hell, his breath dominates the wilderness, and he is invincible.
Between every gesture, there is a terrible power, which makes people have a kind of instinctive fear.
In the thunder sea, countless thunder sacred beasts suddenly fell silent.
"It's Real King Wan Lei."
"Unexpectedly, that old monster was born."
"It seems that this old thing also took a fancy to Yang Fan's great opportunity."
I don’t know when, in the starry sky around the Great World of Lingwu, there have been a lot of powerhouses hidden, all of them are the top powerhouses in the Tiannan Boundary River, the last time they are the twenty-eight half-step saint kings, many , Even reached the Thirty-Six Path Half-Step Saint King Realm.
In the battle of the Central Tianhe, Yang Fan was famous for the Southern Boundary River, and many old monsters who had not been born for a long time broke the barrier and came to the Great World of Lingwu, wanting to seize the secrets of his body.
They can almost have the power of thirty-six half-steps of the Saint King before the age of long live, and they must have amazing adventures in them. Whether they can take that crucial step, perhaps it depends on Yang Fan.
One by one, they obviously didn’t know what kind of monster they were facing. The battle between Yang Fan and the Lord of Nine Heavens was annihilated by the coalition forces of all races. Secondly, Yang Fan deliberately controlled it and did not spread it. Otherwise, these old men The monster was afraid to come to Yang Fan's trouble.
On that day, Yang Fan broke out of the Saint King's combat power, even though they were all top half-step Saint Kings, some of them were only one opportunity away from the Saint King's realm.
However, it is just such a small gap, but it is a world of clouds and mud, even if there are ten or dozens of them, they are far from the opponent of a holy king.
This is a qualitative difference, and it cannot be easily compensated by the number of people.
Although the treasures are good, they also have the fate to enjoy.
"Yang Fan, dare to come out for a fight." The thunder flickered in Wang Lei's eyes, and his voice was like a bronze bell, piercing everything.
"Challenge this seat? How dare you!"
An illusory voice came out from the great world of Lingwu.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~"
The boundless thunder prison was twisted for a while, and a black-clothed youth appeared out of thin air, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome features, and long hair waist.
His breath is erratic and unpredictable, like an ordinary person who doesn't understand any cultivation way, but what is frightening is that the terrifying thunder around him that can severely injure or even kill the top half-step saint king, at this moment is like a rat. Like a cat, they evaded three houses one after another, not daring to get close to the young man.
"He is Yang Fan?"
"Heh~~~he...he...his age, actually...he is even more than rumors...and... . ."
"Gurulu~~~~This... ...this... ...what kind of monster is this? Fuck, fuck, fuck, compared with him, the ancestors in this life, he has lived as a dog. On it."
Suddenly, in the four starry sky, the sound of air-conditioning was faintly transmitted. It is said that Yang Fan is less than ten thousand years old, but they can clearly see this monster, where is this monster? It's not long live, but it's even five thousand years old, no, two thousand years old.
Malgobi, how could there be such a perversion in the world, even if it is an illegitimate son of Dadao, it should never be such a wicked evildoer.
An unspeakable sense of frustration rushed to their hearts, thinking that one by one is the arrogant of the age, the protagonist of a big world, but compared with this monster, they don’t want to talk about the arrogant, evildoer, and say yes. A talent is all putting gold on their faces.
Thinking about myself back then, when I was such a big time, I was able to step into the realm of the Great Sage.
"Well, I'm not too busy to take action, let Lao Wan Lei try that Yang Fan's method first."
Soon, many old monsters flashed strange lights in their eyes. True King Wan Lei was also at the top among these old monsters. He was known as the ancestor of ten thousand thunder. There is only an opportunity, and with its means, he can definitely try out the depth of that little monster.
Once this Yang Fan child loses, then they will...
In the endless thunder sea.
True King Wan Lei stepped on the Thunder Sea, and his whole body exuded a terrifying domineering domineering domineering style. He looked down at Yang Fan from a high position, and a touch of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "You can ignore this seat at a young age. Thunder Prison Sea, Yang Fan, you are really not easy. To be honest, I admire you very much. It would be a pity if a peerless evildoer like you died here, so if you lose this battle, This seat doesn’t want your life, just pass on your saint king's inheritance to this seat."
In the eyes of King Wan Lei, to be precise, in the eyes of all the half-step holy kings around, what Yang Fan got was the inheritance of holy kings.
The true gods inherited that they had never even thought about it. You must know that since the birth of Tiannan Jiehe, the strongest person who has appeared in the trillions of years is the Holy King. The legendary true god who surpasses the Holy King is completely invisible.
As for the great opportunity to surpass the true god, it is even more impossible.
Such no inheritance means that in the entire Emma realm, it is not always possible to find a column, let alone the Tiannan Jiehe, such an inconspicuous small river.
"This seat is defeated, and you have to pay for the inheritance of the saint king, then what if you lose?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and sneered. The empty glove white wolf put on his Yang, there is no such cheap thing in the world.
"Hahaha... will this seat be defeated?" Real King Wan Lei was amused. This Yang Fan is really whimsical. Although he is powerful, his combat power is very likely to reach the level of the thirty-six half-step sacred king. , But they are all thirty-six half-step holy kings, and they are divided into three or six to ninth grades, and his Wanlei True King is no different from the top of them. Except for the true Holy King Supreme, he Wanlei True King has none. Fear of anyone.
However, he said in a big voice, "Yang Fan, if this seat is defeated, you can take everything in this seat."
"That's what you said, this seat doesn't need your treasures, then, as long as you surrender to this seat." Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he put forward his own conditions, a top 36 half-steps. Saint King is also a great help to him today.
You can’t let him do everything yourself. True King Yuanlong and others will conquer the top, the high-level palace is okay, but for the supreme masters such as Taoism and the All Saints Palace, the super-sacred palace is not enough. .
The sacred amulet is not omnipotent, the threat to the top half-step sacred king is limited, and now it is not so easy to find a sacred amulet that can withstand part of his power.
Of course, the most important thing is that True King Wan Lei has never done anything murderous to him from beginning to end, otherwise, how would Yang Fan keep him.
"Okay! I agreed." Real King Wan Lei hesitated and agreed. He didn't think that he would lose. In that case, it wouldn't matter if he agreed.
next moment... ... .
Real King Wan Lei stepped forward in one step, saying indifferently, "Yang Fan, take a blow from this seat."
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
In an instant, the sea of thunder was raging, and the thunder dragon rolled.
The thunder halberd of one shot after another was constantly bred from the thunder sea, ten shots... one hundred shots... one thousand shots... ten thousand shots... . ... ..
Soon it surpassed 100 million shots, densely packed, and all over the starry sky.
With every thunder halberd, with the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, it is like the ruling of Thunder God, and it will slaughter a low-level half-step holy king easily.
A hundred million thunder halberd, like a violent storm, burst into red, its power is simply unimaginable, even the thirty-six half-step holy king, it is possible to be severely damaged, or even completely blown.
"What a true king of Ten Thousand Lei, he has not seen him in 80 billion years, but his cultivation has made a lot of progress. It seems that in the sea of immortal thunder, this old man of Ten Thousand Lei has gained a lot." Wearing a gray robe, as thin as wood, and about to be dead, it seems that one foot has stepped into the turbid eyes of the old man in the ghost gate, and a strange light blooms. Eighty billion years ago, he had a confrontation with King Wan Lei. At that time, the Real King Wan Lei couldn't call out the Thunder Halberd with a hundred million shots without such ease.
"This battle, Yang Fan's child is afraid that it is not good."
"kill!!!"
"Boom~~~"
The 100 million shot ruling thunder halberd directly tore through the space, and blasted towards Yang Fan with the potential of destroying everything.
In an instant, with Yang Fan as the center, a few light-years away, thunder snakes danced wildly, and the entire starry sky seemed to suddenly turn into a thunder hell.
Yang Fan in the center of hell is like a flat boat in the sea of thunder and anger, it seems that it will be completely shattered in the next second, with no bones left.