"Yang Fan, you...you...you...you..."
The Supreme Elder Youquan Ancestor of the Lingshen Palace shivered and pointed at Yang Fan for a long time. He was speechless and wanted to warn Yang Fan a few words, but the tragic end of the Tianyuan Ancestor is still vivid. Although the palace is strong, it is only half a catty compared to the Yuanshen Sect of Yuan's ancestor that day.
Yang Fan didn't give the Yuanshen Sect's face, and ruthlessly suppressed the Tianyuan ancestors. The face of their Lingshen Palace was not worthy of fear.
at this time... ... .
Yang Fan's eyes flashed fiercely, and Sen said coldly, "If you don't know how to promote, then let me die."
"Boom~~~"
Not giving Old Ancestor Youquan a chance to continue to speak at all, just a palm toward the suppression of Ancestor Youquan.
"Ah, don't ~~~Tongyou Shenglian..." An extremely unclear omen swept across the soul of the ancestor Youquan, causing him to let out a desperate cry of despair before the beast was about to die.
next moment... ...
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
A huge black lotus suddenly appeared under the Ancestor Youquan. It was very weird. The petals were stacked on top of each other, millions of them, floating in the dark, dreamy and mysterious.
Tongyou Sacred Lotus—Ancestor Youquan’s life treasure, one of the most treasures of Lingshen Palace Town Palace, the rank is high, and it is slightly inferior to the Immortal Thunder God Armor of Real King Wan Lei, and it can be regarded as one of the best A top-notch quasi-orientation device.
However, Yang Fan tried his best to urge Hongmeng Immortal Body, and the defense of the flesh shell skyrocketed hundreds of times. At this moment, the horror of Yang Fan’s Eucharist was no worse than the real Taoist artifact. It was not Tongyou Sacred Lotus at all. Comparable to the best quality quasi-orientation device.
In an instant.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
The layers of the sacred lotus petals were all exploded, and the terrifying giant palm was like a broken bamboo. In one fell swoop, the ancestor of the Youquan was captured in his hands. The terrifying power of the immortality was turned, and all the power of the ancestor of the Youquan was immediately blocked. It was completely suppressed.
"First, the ancestor of Tianyuan, now the ancestor of Youquan, what exactly does Yang Fan want to do? Is it... Is he really... Really wanting... "The remaining half-step sage kings were terrified, but they still couldn't believe them. Most of them were not lonely people, all of them were born out of ordinary. Behind them was either a super sacred palace or a supreme master, almost covering them. With all the super powers in the Tiannan Jiehe, really wanting to kill them, is tantamount to being an enemy of the entire Tiannan Jiehe billions of forces.
The consequences, even the true Saint King Supreme, have to weigh one or two. Although the major powers do not have Saint Kings now, many of them, such as the All Saints Palace and the Temples of Gods, used to have Saint Kings. The supreme, skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and they really want to force them to use their power heritage at all costs, even if the holy king is careless, it may suffer a big loss.
Between breaths.
Yang Fan rolled his eyes and looked again at the other Thirty-Six Paths of Consummation and Semi-Holy, "surrender or death?" As always indifferent, without any emotion.
"Yang Fan, don't go too far, the foundation of my Halloween Palace is not what you can imagine..."
"Noisy!!!" A fierce light flashed in his eyes. Before the thirty-six paths of the Ten Thousand Holy Palace were finished, Yang Fan suppressed it with a palm.
"Damn it, this Yang Fan child is here for real. Let's go together. Today, it’s either his death or I’m dead." The thirty-six paths of perfection and half-holy from the Temple of Gods are also the last 36 paths of completeness and half-holy, and finally can’t bear it. Live, suddenly violent, and rushed towards Yang Fan.
The Four Great Thirty-Six Paths of Consummation and Half-Holy have gone to the third, and it will be his turn soon.
"Younger Yang Fan, if you want this seat to surrender, you are not qualified."
"MD, fight with him, even if you die, the ancestor will not be a slave."
"Yes, fight with him, want a slave Lao Tzu, Yang Fan, you are delusional."
In an instant, a half-step saint king shouted angrily, and one after another played their own lore, bombarding Yang Fan frantically.
Thinking of them as the top half-step saint kings, and the small group of people at the top of Tiannan Jiehe, who have always only served as slaves to others, wanting them to be the humble slaves is simply a dream.
Even if it is death, it is impossible for Yang Fan to pay the price. Moreover, if they gather so many top half-step Saint King powers, and fight to the death at all costs, then Yang Fan may not necessarily be able to beat them.
But not everyone has the courage to fight Yang Fan to the death.
There were also more than 20 half-step holy kings who stopped and struggled.
The three ancestors of Tianyuan and Youquan were easily suppressed, but they were deeply shocked. Of these three ancestors, none of them were weak, and all of them were at the top of the Tiannanjie River Pyramid, especially Nayou. Old Ancestor Quan was able to faintly squeeze into the top ten strongest in Tiannan Jiehe, but in the end he couldn't do anything in Yang Fan's hands. If they gathered all of them, could he really beat Yang Fan
This way, once the wrong choice is made, there is no turning back. Only death awaits them.
"Die! Jiuyou Slash Divine Sword."
"Destroy it, Ten Thousand Poison Demon Eye!"
"The Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Array, start."
"Heaven and earth Yuanling cuts the heavens and the earth."
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The sixty-eight half-step saint kings used forbidden techniques at all costs to forcibly upgrade their cultivation base, attack and kill with all their strength, wanting to kill Yang Fan in one fell swoop.
No one dares to have the slightest reservation. Everyone is an old monster that is hundreds of billions of years old. How can you not know that this is their only chance? At this time, if they still want to retain their strength, they are completely dead. Is not fast enough.
This blow was simply shocking to the world, completely beyond words that could describe it, and it was much more terrifying than the Real King Wan Lei in the second form of the World Extinguishing Thunder species.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
The terrifying energy storm seems to be about to overturn the entire universe, in all directions, thousands of light-years in the star field, countless stars are all annihilated.
Even the Lingwu Great World, if it weren't for Yang Fan's blessing of a force, on top of it, protecting the entire Great World, at this moment, it would have been completely destroyed by that terrifying energy storm.
Under that terrible energy frenzy, let alone an advanced world such as Lingwu Great World, it was an ordinary top-level world, all very weak.
Lingwu Great World, the sixth youngest main peak.
"Fan'er, be careful..."
Luo Yun just let go of her heart, and once again mentioned her throat.
At this moment, even True King Yuanlong and the others showed solemn expressions, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes. Although they had full confidence in Yang Fan (the master), the sixty-eight top half-step sage kings did not hesitate to do anything. The price of the final blow is too terrifying, that is, the thirty-six half-step Saint King, falling into the cosmic storm, is afraid that if it can't last a breath time, it will be completely annihilated into scum, and there will be no place to die. .
It's too late to say, then it's fast.
"A group of native chickens and dogs dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat and break this seat." Yang Fan stepped out with a loud shout.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The terrifying human form swept through all the wasteland, wherever it passed, all the sword light, the big formation, the magic light... all were shattered and completely destroyed.
"No, it's not true."
"Damn it, how could this be?"
"No! Holy King, he is Holy King."
The wailing of despair continued to sound from the mouths of the half-step holy kings. Their killer blow was definitely far beyond the category of the thirty-six half-step holy kings. There are only true holy kings in the world today. The Supreme Fang has that power, so easily defeated them this lore.
Other people, even if they have Taoist protection, can only barely save their lives.
"Well, it's all over."
Yang Fan grinned, just as a palm fell.
"Ah, no."
"His Royal Highness Yang Fan is spared, the old man knows he is wrong."
"His Royal Highness Yang Fan, the old man is willing to descend, willing to descend."
With that blow, they almost emptied all their energy and energy, and now they have ten levels of combat power, not even half of them, there is still room to resist Yang Fan's attack.
It's a pity that Yang Fan was not moved at all, and the opportunity was given to them. They didn't know how to cherish, and who could blame it.
Everyone has to pay for their actions.
"Ah, no, Yang Fan child, my temples will not let you go."
"Yang Fan, you beast, I curse you, curse you not to die..."
"Gurulu~~~The town is suppressed, all... All are suppressed."
"Cruel, really~~~ It's really too cruel."
"Fortunately, this seat is not reckless."
The remaining twenty-four half-step holy kings widened their eyes, and they couldn't help but feel a moment of fear. If they had just heard the bewitching of the reincarnation kings of the gods, they would already be like those sixty-eight and a half. The King of Bu Sheng was generally suppressed by Yang Fan.
"What about you? Are you surrendering or stubbornly resisting to the end?" Yang Fan's icy gaze swept across the remaining twenty-four half-step holy kings, impatiently.
"Wish to drop, the old man is willing to drop."
"Qianhe has seen the Lord, and the Lord has a holy life without borders, eternal and immortal."
Where did the twenty-four half-step saint kings dare to hesitate, and they chose to be loyal to Yang Fan. They are all people who cherish their lives. If they really have the heart to resist, they would not hesitate just now.
And surrendering to a holy king supreme does not count as insulting them.
"Very well, let go of your holy soul and don't resist."
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