Lingwu big world, outside the starry sky.
Surrounded by purple air, Yang Fan looked like a high god, overlooking the common people.
The breath reigns over the world, but I dominate, invincible.
The sound was boiling, like thunder, sounded in the ears of the half-step holy kings, old strangers.
Although each of them has good methods, and they are thousands of light years away, peeping from a distance, it is really difficult for the average top half-step holy king to find their whereabouts, but Yang Fan's horror that rivals the holy king supreme Under the power of the holy soul, the whereabouts of each one are so conspicuous.
It is as dazzling and dazzling as a blazing sun.
It was only at the beginning that Yang Fan's attention was on the real King Wanlei, too lazy to pay attention to them. Now that King Wanlei has surrendered, it is time to clean up those nights.
Before not knowing it, Yang Fan's eyes began to sparkle with scorching glow.
There are not many people spying secretly, there are only a few dozen people, not even a hundred.
But all of them are the top powerhouses of Tiannan Jiehe, the cultivation level is high and deep, the last time they are 28 half-step holy kings, most of them exceed the 30 half-step holy kings, and 33 steps. The above half-step holy kings have more than 30, and even the 36 half-step holy kings have as many as eleven. Among them, a few of them are stronger than the real king of Wan Lei who has not used the world-destroying thunder seed. Come, they are not much inferior, all of them are the strongest among the thirty-six half-step holy kings.
Just one chance, you will achieve the throne of the holy king.
With so many top powerhouses, if they can swallow them all, it will be enough for him to have another big breakthrough in strength.
Moreover, he has not yet begun to refine the nearly five hundred half-step saint kings he has captured before. Counting them, Yang Fan is confident that the number of laws he controls will rise to more than one hundred, or even more than one hundred.
Those who can cultivate to the half-step holy king state are all peerless evildoers that have been rare in the past billions of years, and they have the seventh-grade holy veins for the last time, like the thirty-six half-step holy kings such as Wanlei Zhenwang, at least they are accurate Ninth-Rank Saint Vessel, even a true Nine-Rank Saint Vessel.
Swallowing their holy veins, even if Yang Fan's own holy veins could not truly enter the ranks of the nine-rank holy veins, he was afraid that it would not be much different.
The talent potential skyrocketed ten times, more than a hundred times.
It is definitely not a dream to comprehend more than ten or twenty rules again.
"No, he found this seat..." In the starry sky, the complexion of a half-step saint king suddenly changed, and many people's eyes were filled with unspeakable fears and fears. Regret, just a sound made them churn with blood, their internal organs shifted, and they were about to vomit blood. He was still thinking about the idea of hitting this monster. It was the old birthday star who had eaten arsenic and lived impatiently.
Such a monster is simply not what they can match.
"No, don't stay here for long."
"Go, get out of here now."
Soon, a half-step saint king retreated.
But before they put them into action, there was a sense of extreme anxiety in my heart for no reason. It seemed that as long as they dared to run, disaster would be imminent and there would be no place to die.
How can the prey that reach the mouth let them run away? Although Yang Fan didn't have any other actions, his terrifying holy soul power comparable to the holy king's supreme has already locked the half-step holy kings, as long as they have a little bit The change, waiting for them is bound to be a thunder blow.
"What to do? Go or not?"
"I haven't come out yet, can I ask you to come out?" Yang Fan frowned slightly, his voice faintly filled with sullenness, which made people tremble. Several twenty-eight half-step saints with low cultivation bases Wang couldn't hold back the tumbling blood, and he opened his mouth just as a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Fine, I saw this kid Yang Fan today, and see what his intentions are?" Soon, the half-step Saint Kings made a decision. On this side, they can not see it or see it. The Holy Spirit warns them. But I didn't dare to be cautious. When my cultivation reached their level, it was almost inevitable under the influence of heaven and man.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The starry sky in Yang Fan's four directions was torn apart like a curtain, and a half-step saint king traveled through the space, breaking through the sky.
"The old man Qingluo (the old man Qianhe, Liyang, Mo Yuan...) has seen His Royal Highness Yang Fan." A group of half-step holy kings bent over Yang Fan slightly and bowed, including the eleven. Within the thirty-six half-step Saint King, none of them dared to neglect the slightest.
In the world of monks, the strong is respected, and the masters are first.
Although Yang Fan is less than one-tenth of a million, or even one-hundredth of a million, his cultivation level is a hundred times stronger than them, more than a thousand times stronger.
"The inheritance of the saint king is in my hands. If you want the inheritance of the saint king, it depends on whether you have that ability." Yang Fan smiled coldly and said straight to the point.
"Misunderstanding, Your Royal Highness Yang Fan, all this is a misunderstanding, and I have no covetous heart."
"Yes, Your Highness Yang Fan, you must have misunderstood."
"I never thought of that."
A half-step saint king shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly denied it. At this moment, how dare they admit that although the saint king’s inheritance is good, but the prerequisite is to have that life to possess it, Yang Fan’s combat power is against the sky. Even if it is compared to the legendary Saint King Supreme, it is not much weaker. Even if they gather the strength of all of them, it is difficult to be his opponent.
"I'm waiting here just to watch the battle between His Highness and the True King Wan Lei. There is no other evil thoughts, and I would like to ask His Highness to learn from it."
"Also, please give your Highness a lesson..."
"Just come to watch the game? Everyone, is it a fool to be a fool?" Yang Fan crossed his mouth with a hint of sarcasm. I really thought he was young and foolish, and all such foolish words could be said.
"His Royal Highness, I'm really just waiting..."
Before the half-step Saint King finished speaking, Yang Fan was indifferently interrupted, "Whether you really come to watch the game or have other ideas, today, you have only two ways to go, or surrender to this seat. , Or become the enemy of this seat."
"His Royal Highness, you don't want to deceive people too much..." The eyes of a half-step holy king flashed with unspeakable sullenness, gritted his teeth, this Yang Fan child, really thinks they are the soft ones who let him knead~ Not a persimmon
A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and Sen said coldly, "Everyone, I would like to advise you to think clearly about some things. There is only one chance."
"Yang Fan, stay on the sidelines for everything. It will be easy to see each other in the future. I will not be easy to provoke..." The raging anger was steaming in the hearts of the holy kings in half a step, thinking that they were not super holy palace masters. The upper elders are the pillars of a certain supreme great religion. They are all big figures who truly stand on the top of the Boundary River. When have they been so forced
"That said, you are determined to become enemies of this seat."
"Yang Fan, you...you...you are not afraid that the fish will die and the net will break?" Fighting alone, they admitted that they are indeed far from Yang Fan's opponent, even if they use taboo techniques, it is difficult In the hands of this monster, they have gone through a trick, but they are not alone, gathering the power of all of them, and they are not without the power of a battle.
Even if Yang Fan could beat them, he was afraid that he would have to pay a heavy price in the end.
"The fish die and the net breaks? It's up to you? Innocent, the fish will die, but the net will never break." Yang Fan's eyes flashed a touch of contempt, and he was quite sure that nearly one hundred top half-step holy kings joined forces. Out, almost no one will be their opponent, even the Real King of Thousand Thunders that integrates the World Destroying Thunder Seed will not be their opponent. Although the second form of the World Destroying Thunder Seed is terrifying, its power is directly chasing the Holy King Supreme, but With the cultivation base of the Real King Wan Lei, it was only able to launch a single blow, and it would be far short of maintaining the second form of World Exterminating Thunder for a long time.
Without waiting for the half-step holy kings to speak, Yang Fan's line of sight moved directly on the body of a thirty-six half-step holy king, which is also one of the eleven thirty-six half-step holy kings. One of the thirty-six half-step sage kings who have all the sixteen saint kings' rules, said indifferently, "surrender or destroy?"
"Yang Fan, do you really want to be an enemy of the Yuanshen Sect?" Said the 36-way half-step Saint King Seli Nei, the Yuanshen Sect is one of the ten superpowers in Tiannan Jiehe, the force is stronger than the Taoism of heaven. Come, they will all be slightly better, the top half-step saint king in the teaching is more than the number of hands, and there are two thirty-six half-step saint kings sitting on the ground.
"If you don't drop, you will die."
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan just shot it with one palm, without mercy.
"Ah, no~~~~"
"Chih~~~ Chih~~~ Chih~~~"
In an instant, the thirty-six half-step Saint King laid hundreds of defensive barriers.
However, it is completely useless. Under Yang Fan's invincible power comparable to the Saint King Supreme, the thirty-six half-step Saint King is really too weak and weak.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
The big gesture covering the sky was like breaking a bamboo, exploding hundreds of defensive barriers in an instant, completely suppressing the thirty-six half-step Saint King.
"Ah~~~ defeated, Tianyuan ancestor was so defeated, this... this... this... this... ." The surrounding half-step Saint King was horrified. Jue, even if you have felt Yang Fan’s invincible power before, it is still inexplicably shocking at this moment, Tianyuan ancestor, it is a half-step holy king of thirty-six paths, and it is only one opportunity from the realm of the holy king, and it is not destroyed. The Real King Wanlei of the Shilei Seed came, which was a bit inferior.
at this time... ... .
Yang Fan's gaze, looked at the other thirty-six-way consummation half-step holy king, "surrender or die?"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: New January, a new beginning, please ask for a basic flower, friends who have flowers, please also smash out the flowers in your hands, Xiaoyao thanks you first.