Tianwu Great World, three hundred light-years away.
"Boom~~~"
Ripples appeared in the starry sky, and a three-story ship with a length of one hundred feet suddenly appeared.
"who?"
With a burst of drink sweeping the starry sky.
Next second...
"Boom..."
A terrifying aura of a top saint burst out from the great world of the heavenly witch, crushing towards the Baizhanglou ship.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
The starry sky is huge, and countless stars are crushed and exploded into dregs and turned into nothingness.
"Swish~~~wish~~~wish~~~"
In an instant, the stream of light pierced the void, and in the blink of an eye, not far from the front of the three-story ship, hundreds of powerful appeared.
Each of them had a terrifying aura, like a deep sea like a sea, all of them were saints who had condensed the Eucharist, the headed person, and even the top saint who controlled the thirty-sage laws.
Yang Fan dominates the Tiannan Jiehe Million Worlds. Those intermediate and elementary worlds have limited resources. Yang Fan does not pay too much attention to them. As long as the major forces within them hand in the worship on time, Yang Fan is too lazy to control them too much, but there are tens of thousands of them. The high-level big world, nearly one hundred top big worlds, is different. Even the most barren high-level big world, its internal resources are enough to support the cultivation of a top sage, and a top big world like the Great World of Halloween , Even the thirty-six half-step holy kings, can support a lot.
The resources are not exhaustive, but the true essence of Tiannan Jiehe. Yang Fan would not just let it go. Every high-level big world, top big world, Yang Fan's subordinates are in charge of everything.
Like in the Great World of Witchcraft on this day, Yang Fan dispatched a top-level saint, four high-level saints, 28 intermediate saints, and 72 low-level saints.
"It's actually the remnants of the Sky Witch Clan, good! Good! Good! There is really a way to heaven, you don't go, hell has no way, you have to go, go, take them for this seat." The top saint's eyes lit up and ordered. , These are achievements, achievements represent contribution values, and contribution values are resources.
However, he did not take the shot himself. The strongest of the Tianwu tribe is the high-level saint, and it has long been wiped out. A group of aphids that are the highest but the middle-level saint is enough to do it. He, the top saint, does it personally. Too much worthy of these aphids.
"Yes, my lord."
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
In an instant, hundreds of sages behind him turned into streamers and slaughtered toward the three-story ship.
"court death."
Above the boat, the young man who was surrounded by the powerhouses like stars arched over the moon, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't see any movements.
Next second...
A terrifying scene appeared.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
Hundreds of saints, including the four high-ranking saints, collapsed into dust in such a silent manner, as if they had never appeared before.
"Ah~~~ this... this... how is this possible..." The top saint's eyes were as big as fish eyes, and his face was unbelievable. Hundreds of saints, including four high-level saints, were united together enough to fight against him, the top saint, but what he saw was so silently and silently obliterated.
This power is far less than the average low-level half-step holy king, at least it is an intermediate half-step holy king, or even a high-level half-step holy king.
How could it be possible for a small Sky Witch Clan to have such a strong one.
Otherwise, how could Wusheng Palace be a small high-level palace that day, shrouded in such a high-level world.
at this time... ... .
"Boom~~~"
With a move of his right hand, the young man directly tore the space and grabbed it towards the top saint.
"Ah, not good..." In an instant, an unknown omen of disintegration swept through the soul of the top saint, trying to move and dodge, but what made him desperate was that, at some point, he had already been banned. , Not to mention dodge, just mobilize mana, you can't, can only watch the big hand that covers the sky, and catch it to himself.
"Pouch~~~"
The top saint was directly captured with one claw.
"Witchcraft-reading the soul."
"Boom~~~"
The memory of the top saint was like a surging river, surging towards the young man.
After a breath.
"Pouch~~~"
The top saint's whole person burst into pieces, and he was like his men, completely turned into dust and disappeared.
"Yang Fan, what a Yang Fan, destroy my holy palace, kill my parents, and enslave my people. If you don't smash your body into pieces, you are not the saint son of the Tianwu clan..." The young man is no one else, but the saint son of the Sky Witch clan, and the saint son of the Sky Witch is also a lucky person.
That year, after being strongly defeated by Yang Fan, not long after he made a mistake, he entered an ancient teleportation formation.
It was actually teleported to the territory of the Witch Clan, and was even favored by a top Witch King of the Witch Clan, and was taken as a successor.
You know, the Wu clan is one of the second clan in the first country, the second clan, the three palaces, the four sects in the Guangling Jiedao Island, and its strength can be said to be only under the largest power on the Guangling Jiedao Daxia Kingdom, which is better than the Hongyu Saint. The Cang Yue Palace where the king is located is even stronger. The Witch King is equivalent to the Holy King, and the top Witch King is the strongest among Witch Kings.
The horror of strength is comparable to that of the Nine Heavenly Saint Kings. They are all surpassed and inferior. They almost have the power to leapfrog the demigod.
Even among the witches who are strong like clouds, they are considered to be high-level.
Being able to be accepted by a top witch king as a successor is definitely a blessing.
"It seems that the treasure of the holy king of Na Hongyu has fallen into the hands of the aphids..." Suddenly, the brow of the holy witch was frowned. In just a few thousand years, then Yang Fan could dominate the Tiannan Boundary River. It must have taken out the treasure of the Hongyu Saint King, damn it! Damn it!
In an instant, the killing intent in the heart of the Heavenly Witch Saint Child suddenly skyrocketed a bit.
He returned to the Tiannan Boundary River this time. First, he returned to his hometown and helped the Tianwu clan to unify the Tiannan Boundary River. Secondly, he came for the treasure of the Hongyu Saint King.
Today, he is not a high-level holy palace son who knows nothing. In the past few years on Guangling Boundary Island, Cangyue Palace Hongyu Tianzun’s great name, he is like a thunderbolt. It was as early as trillions of years ago that he had achieved a demigod. The peerless powerhouse, the terrifying strength, is much stronger than other masters.
Even if that treasure was only left by him in his early years, it was enough to make him, the little low-level Witch King, greatly improved.
However, I didn't expect that Yang Fan would actually get it.
dead! The aphids must die.
Before that, however, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Witch Saint Child.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The terrifying spiritual power comparable to that of the Heavenly Sage King suddenly burst out of the Heavenly Witch Saint Child’s Sea of Consciousness, and instantly enveloped the entire Heavenly Witch World.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
All people who are not of the Sky Witch clan, one does not stay, and all are wiped out.
"Ah~~~It's the Son of God."
"Holy Son came down to save us."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...
"Don't worry, everyone, everything is over. With me, anyone who has bullied my Celestial Witch clan can't run away..."
Soon, the three-story ship cut through the void again.
An hour later.
The world of Lingwu is a thousand light years away.
"Puff..."
A small wormhole appeared out of thin air, and a three-story ship with a length of one hundred feet shuttled out.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
A terrifying aura that was more incomparable than ordinary Saint Kings, burst out from the three-story ship, crushed towards the Lingwu Great World, set off an endless cosmic storm, and was about to destroy everything.
Fortunately, in addition to strengthening the Martial Saint Realm, Yang Fan has never given up on strengthening the main world Lingwu Great World.
Today, the entire Lingwu Great World is surrounded by a top-level holy formation, which may not be able to withstand the attacks of hundreds of holy kings, but if it is just coercion, it can barely be supported.
"Yang Fan, kid, get out of this seat quickly and die."
The voice of the Son of Heaven Witch was as if Tian Gong was furious, and the Thunder God roared.
"What? Who is it? How dare you call the Supreme?"
"Does he not want to live anymore? How dare to provoke the Supreme?"
On Lingwu Continent, countless semi-sages and saints were horrified and could not believe their ears. From the time when Yang Fan ruled the Tiannan Boundary River, Yang Fan was already the first person and the peerless overlord of the Tiannan Boundary River. Outside of those close to him, even the elders such as the elders of Lingwu Shengzun did not dare to be too big in the face of Yang Fan.
In the world of monks, the strong is respected, and the masters are first.
In the final analysis, the sages of Lingwu are just Yang Fan's elders, unlike Dongfang Sheng who is Yang Fan's master who knocked over his head, the difference is big, how dare you really regard Yang Fan as a junior.
It is totally unimaginable to let the Supreme Yang Fan come out to die by shouting mercilessly like this.
Just looking for death, it's not such a way of looking.
Not only did he have to die, but even his family members of the nine races could not escape death.
It stands to reason that as long as you are not stupid, you can't be so reckless.
Wushengjie, Wusheng Palace.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan's closed eyes opened, and the bright light seemed to be able to see through everything, instantly showing the situation of the three-story ship.
Next second...
Yang Fan's eyes widened, his face was incredibly unbelievable, "It was the witch saint son, the saint king that day? How could this be possible, and the people around him, the saint king, all were saint kings, this...this ... ... .This... ... ."
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