Weeping Blood Continent, Extremely Sacred Mountain Range, and the top of Lingsheng Mountain.
In all directions, the big powers looked blank, and their eyes were full of doubts.
Even some people are even maliciously guessing that these Saint Extreme Sect masters have lost their minds, otherwise, how could they be so indifferent.
That person was clearly helping them teach those juniors who don't know what is good or bad. You don't appreciate it, but you still kill them. This approach is really chilling.
The poor Xinwei Great Sage, a dignified nine-star Great Sage, in the land of my Central Continent, that also has a great reputation, it is really sad enough to fall here so inexplicably.
at this time... ...
Under the eyes of everyone, a terrifying scene happened.
They... What they saw, they knelt down, and the seven high-ranking Saint Extreme Sect envoys actually knelt down in front of the juniors.
This... How is this possible
He... They are the envoys of the Saint Extreme Sect, the dignified saints, how could it be possible to kneel for such a junior
Or did I wait to see a group of fake envoys
"Disciple Qingliu (Luo Yue, Ma Sheng, Han Yang... see Patriarch Supreme, Patriarch Holy Life Without Borders, Longevity and Tian Qi!" The seven sage masters did not care about the strange gazes of everyone , Looked at Yang Fan with a worried expression. Others didn't know Yang Fan's identity. How could they not know Yang Fan as direct disciples of the Saint Extreme Sect.
Yang Fan's statues have always been standing in the resident of Saint Extreme Sect, they are familiar and can't be familiar.
Thinking of how many of them were standing on top of the Patriarch Supreme's head, they couldn't overlook the Patriarch Supreme. The seven felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person almost fainted.
This is the first person in their Lingwu Great World, the supreme ruler of the Tiannan Jiehe Million Great World, and the gods in the hearts of countless disciples of the Saint Extreme Sect, as long as they have a slight dissatisfaction with them, their lives can be completely finished.
"He...he arrives... Who the hell is it?"
"Difficult... Is it a certain patriarch of the Saint Extreme Sect?"
In all directions, the expressions of the powerful people suddenly changed, and an unspeakable uneasy emotion spread in the hearts of everyone. It could make the seven saints envoys kneel and bow, respectfully call the Patriarch, such a big brother, where is it? These aphids can offend them, thinking of the reprimands they just waited for, a heart almost jumped out of their chest.
The disciples of those Saint Extreme Sect elders were even more unbearable. They all knelt down on the ground, kowtow desperately begging for mercy.
Other powerful forces just thought Yang Fan was a certain elder of the Saint Extreme Sect, but their disciples of the Saint Extreme Sect knew clearly that they had many ancestors of the Saint Extreme Sect, and those elders in the headquarters were qualified to be called. As the ancestor, there is only one person who can be added the word supreme, and that is the heaven of their holy extreme sect, supreme-Yang Fan.
Ooo, ooo ... .... Heaven ah, I actually snapped the Supreme, which is to the heavens ah.
As for the words of the seven members of the Qingliu, none of the elder disciples of the Saint Extreme Sect had any doubts. As the chief envoy, the most powerful sage.
Even if they admit everyone wrong, it is absolutely impossible for them to mistake the gods of the Saint Extreme Sect.
"Huh?" Yang Fan frowned slightly. He wanted to quietly take a look at the newly emerging Tianjiao in Zhongzhou and remember the past. It's a pity that all of this has been disturbed.
After knowing their identities, where can these people play with peace of mind.
Next second...
Yang Fan's thoughts turned, and the four daughters of Dongfang Xue disappeared directly on the seat.
He didn't punish Qingliu and others. Those who don't know are not guilty. After all, most of these people are his juniors. They care too much about them, but they lose his identity.
After a while, the seven horseshoe crabs slowly got up from the ground, their backs were already wet with sweat, and the whole person was not much better than what was fished out of the water.
Fortunately, the Patriarch is extremely kind, and did not blame them, otherwise, they would be finished.
Looking at each other, the seven directly left the top of the Lingsheng Mountain.
In the next Hundred Sects Tianjiao Meeting, where do they still have the thought to watch.
Not only the Seven Qingliu, but also the elders of the Saint Extreme Sect, they also don't have that heart, so they will continue to hold the Hundred Sects Tianjiao Party.
After such a big change, if it is passed back to the Saint Extreme Sect's main sect, the head of the main sect may decide what to do with them.
Anything related to the Supreme is no small matter.
Yang Fan didn't know the apprehension of those disciples and grandchildren of Saint Extreme Sect, and didn't want to pay attention to it.
It was just a trivial matter to him, and he was not qualified to take it to heart.
The Weeping Blood Continent suddenly expanded a hundredfold, and many places were already vicissitudes of life.
Once the Northern Desolate State, that was the most barren land in the Weeping Blood Continent.
Incomparably desolate, with thin aura, not to mention the emperor, even the emperors are very few, and they are all the lowest-level one-star emperors.
But now, it has become another core of Weeping Blood Continent.
Regardless of whether it is the spiritual energy resources or the strength of the martial artist, it is no worse than Zhongzhou, or even worse.
Central Continent has Shengji Sect, but Beihuang Prefecture has Yang Fan's enlightenment sect-Seven Star Sect, and Yang Fan's own clan-Yang Family.
Compared with Zhongzhou, Beihuangzhou is Yang Fan's true hometown.
Heavenly wasteland, the Holy Spirit Mountain Range.
"Puff..."
The space above was like a curtain, with a slit torn open.
Yang Fan and the four daughters of Dongfang Xue appeared out of thin air.
It's just that the Holy Spirit Mountain Range nowadays has long since disappeared from the Northern Desolation Courtyard, instead it has become the residence of several small forces.
When he left that year, Yang Fan’s quota for Master Dongfang Sheng almost caught up with all the quotas of Saint Extreme Sect, and he immediately drew most of the elites from the Northern Wilderness Courtyard. After a few thousand years ago, Dongfang Sheng once again met with the Northern Wilderness. When the other courtyard was contacted, the Beihuang courtyard had been completely reduced to the bottom of the many branches of the Shengjizong, with only two or three kittens left, and the Beihuangzhou had almost become the territory of the Qixingzong and the Yang family, in order to avoid It caused unnecessary conflicts with the Seven Star Sect and the Yang Family. In the end, Dongfang Sheng was fortunate to abandon such a poor site, and directly took the remaining disciples of the Beihuang Courtyard back to the Lingwu Continent, and the Beihuang Courtyard also followed. It is completely outlawed.
Seeing that the Beihuang Courtyard has become a thing of the past, Yang Fan glanced around at will, not staying too much.
As soon as the body moved, she disappeared under the starry sky with the four daughters of Dongfang Xue.
When they appeared again, they had already reached the sky above the Seven Star Mountain Range.
But this time, Yang Fan was wise to impose an invisibility technique on himself and others to hide their deeds so as not to be disturbed by his unknown disciples and grandchildren.
This time he returned, he just wanted to take advantage of the last moment to take a good look at his hometown, but he didn't plan to have too much contact with the three major forces.
Thousands of years have passed.
The three major forces, these people now, to be honest, have little to do with him.
In today's Seven Star Mountain Range, Yang Fan can't even find a trace of his former shadow.
That is to say, the name has not changed. At this moment, the Seven-Star Mountain Range has already turned into a giant that runs through most of the northern barren state, stretching for thousands of light years.
Even in the Lingwu Continent, the Seven Star Mountain Range can be called a large mountain range.
Of course, the spiritual energy of the inner world is not comparable to those of the Lingwu Continent.
Even the Extreme Sacred Mountain Range of Saint Extreme Sect is inferior.
The Seven Star Sect is where Yang Fan really rises, and the land of Longxing, but his feelings for it are much stronger than those of the Saint Extreme Sect.
In the past, Yang Fan allocated more resources to the Seven Stars than the Shengji Channel.
Had it not been for the victory of the East, and the resources obtained by the Shengji line could be half of the Qixing line, that would be lucky.
After all, since he joined the Saint Extreme Sect, he has almost always been in ascetic practice. He hasn't communicated much with the Saint Extreme Sect, and even close friends such as Manniu and Qin Hu have never had one.
The entire Seven-Star Mountain Range, although only one high-grade holy crystal vein is also integrated, but the second-level middle-grade holy crystal veins, but fully integrated into 36, the low-grade holy crystal veins have three hundred and sixty-five. It is many times more than the Extreme Sacred Mountain Range.
Compared to six thousand years ago, the Seven Star Sect today is far too powerful.
Emperors and quasi-sages can be seen everywhere, there are as many as 18 saints alone, and there is even an intermediate saint.
It can be called the largest sect in the Weeping Blood Continent, even the Saint Extreme Sect is much inferior.
Taking the four women along the mountain path, Yang Fan was a little disappointed.
Maybe he really shouldn't have come this time, the changes are so great that he is like visiting a strange place.
No matter what, let's go to see the Yang family again. If nothing happens, this should be the last time this seat has returned to the Weeping Blood Continent.
In a flash, thirty years have passed.
Wushengjie, Wusheng Palace.
"Rumble..."
In the eyes of Yang Yunfeng, his wife and others, a three-story ship soared into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, he left the Martial Saint Realm, out of the Lingwu Great World, and disappeared into the vast starry sky.
"Fan'er, you must be careful outside, mother and your father are at home waiting for you to come back..."
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