The central shrine of Cangyue Palace.
True God Cang Yue had a horrified expression, and even more violent swearing in her mouth unconsciously.
The twenty-eighth floor of the Cang Yue Battle Tower was synonymous with true god supreme.
This does not mean that Yang Fan, a junior who is less than 150,000 years old, possesses true power.
And if he read it correctly, Yang Fan had never really condensed the heart of the saint king so far.
In other words, Yang Fan is essentially a half-step saint king.
The half-step saint king with the power of the true god, such a monster, he has lived for hundreds of billions of years, not to mention that he has seen it, even he has never heard of it.
The twenty-ninth floor of Cang Yue Zhan Tower.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Nine warfare shadows descend from the sky, all of them rushing towards the night, and kings over the world.
The horrible breath seems to be able to crush everything.
True God's combat power, although it only possesses the power of a small thousand world, which is worthy of entering the realm of the true god, it is also the true God's combat power.
Coupled with the amount of horror, under the second-order low-level true gods, few people will be their opponents.
There is too much span from the low-level true gods to the middle-level true gods, so the low-level true gods are subdivided into the fourth-tier, with the power of ten small thousand worlds as the limit, and those who pass are the second-tier low-level true gods, more than 100 small thousand worlds. It is the third-order low-level true god, once it surpasses the power of a thousand small thousand worlds, it is the fourth-order low-level true god.
There are a lot of low-level true gods on the huge Guangling Island, not tens of thousands, and there are several thousand, but the fourth-order low-level true gods are very few, and there is no one in ten. It is not much more than the middle-level true gods. go with.
"It's time to show real technology."
Yang Fan raised his sword eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with fighting spirit.
Next second...
"Boom~~~"
The real purple dragon burst out from Yang Fan's body. In an instant, Yang Fan's whole body strength was ten times, one hundred times, and soaring crazily.
"Chih~~~ Chih~~~ Chih~~~"
The space in the four directions is faintly distorted, and it seems that there is a tendency to crack.
This monster actually has reservations... "Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed in the sea of Cang Yue's True Divine Consciousness," Is it possible that he just used pure flesh power? Gululu... Is this possible? "
The true god is supreme, the main power is in the body world, and the power of pure flesh, even the power of many intermediate true gods, is not necessarily capable of bursting out of the power of five small thousand worlds.
The entire Guangling Boundary Island, and also the group of barbarians of the Wu Clan, only repairs the flesh shell, not the world, so that they have such invincible power.
Yang Fan is a Wu clan
This is simply impossible, Yang Fan's bloodline is the purest human bloodline, and it is absolutely impossible for him to read it wrong.
Besides, if Yang Fan were really the Wu Clan, even if the Wu Clan barbarians were full of muscles, they would never be able to make such a mindless decision.
Such a heaven-defying enchanting evildoer, no matter which force, confessed as a baby, it is too late to send other forces to act as an undercover agent, unless the head is kicked by a donkey.
Like the undercover agents sent by Cang Yue Palace to other forces, which one has little potential, or the person who has exhausted his potential, is the three-star Tianjiao, they are rare and rare. In a certain aspect, these spy agents are already half abandoned. Up.
After all, if you go deep into the enemy camp, once your identity is revealed, you will almost die.
It's too late to rescue.
With the effort of True God Cang Yue thinking, Yang Fan has easily blasted the Nine Great Wars and went up to the twenty-ninth floor of the Battle Tower.
Nine Great Wars, the combat power has directly reached the second-order low-level true gods, and every blow is like a thousand worlds crushed by ten large and small worlds, but it is still not enough for Yang Fan, who is fully capable of Hongmeng's indestructible body.
In less than ten breaths of time, they were all blown up by Yang Fan.
"The battle tower is thirty floors, the monster, what a monster!" True God Cang Yue's gaze was a bit sluggish. Those who were able to go to the 30th floor of the battle tower were the third-tier low-level true gods the most, even if he and the middle-level true gods were counted. Inside, within their Cang Yue Palace, there are no more than a hundred people who can go to the 30th floor of the battle tower.
In other words, Yang Fan, a little ghost who is less than 150,000 years old, is already a peerless powerhouse in the top 100 in their Cang Yue Palace.
Does anyone believe this
Thirty floors of the battle tower.
Looking at the shadows of the Nine Great Wars around, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with solemnity.
Nine Great Wars, each of them is comparable to the low-level true gods of the third-order, with a random blow, more than a hundred small thousand world powers, even the general fourth-order low-level true gods, may not be able to pass this layer smoothly.
With the blessing of the Hongmeng Immortal Body, Yang Fan's power can be as strong as the power of two thousand small thousand worlds.
Among the fourth-order low-level true gods, they can only be regarded as ordinary.
However, compared to other fourth-tier low-level true gods, Yang Fan has a big advantage, that is, the terrifying divine body. Those metamorphic defenses that are comparable to intermediate-level artifacts are simply not the third-tier low-level true gods that can break the defense.
With injury for injury and life for life, Yang Fan directly ignored the attacks of the Nine Great Shadows, attacking like a violent storm.
Under Yang Fan's reckless play, the Nine Great Wars soon collapsed, one after another by Yang Fan.
It really responded to a sentence, horizontally afraid of being stunned, and stunned for fear of death.
Hiss... It's a terrible defense of the divine body, even the divine body of some intermediate witch gods is nothing more than that...
The 31st floor of the battle tower.
Faced with the siege of the nine great four-level low-level true gods, Yang Fan finally no longer had reservations.
Three hundred and seventy-six principles of light beams rise up into the sky, making them look like sacred.
The combat power instantly skyrocketed several times, and every punch, every blow, surpassed the power of six thousand small thousand worlds.
This power, even among the many fourth-order low-level true gods, can be regarded as top-notch.
"Three... Three hundred and seventy-six laws... This... how is this possible?" True God Cang Yue raised his eyes, three hundred and seventy-six laws, in fact, It’s not a big deal. A true god has less than this count, and more than four hundred laws are everywhere. A high-level true god like him has more than four hundred and fifty laws under his control. Dao, almost comprehend all the complete laws of Guangling Jiedao.
Not to mention the true god, even in the heavenly deity, there are many people who control more than 376 laws. The real key is that Yang Fan is only a half-step holy king. This has completely broken his perception. , As far as he knew, the law of the holy king that can be controlled by the half-step holy king is at most three hundred and sixty ways.
More than three hundred and sixty times, that is unheard of, besides, Yang Fan has not exceeded one or two times, but a total of 16 times.
The big secret, this little monster must have hidden secrets.
Before she knew it, the eyes of True God Cang Yue twinkled with strange lights.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
Under Yang Fan's frenzied offensive that only attacked but not defended, the thirty-one layer of nine battles were defeated one after another.
The terrifying divine body, which is almost an intermediate artifact, is completely incomprehensible.
Punching him by himself is like tickling it. It doesn't hurt. However, if he punches himself, it will kill him.
Thirty-two floors of the battle tower.
Each of the Nine Great Wars has the power of an intermediate true god, although it is only the most common first-order intermediate true god, but every blow surpasses the power of ten thousand small thousand worlds, and the power is far above Yang Fan.
Soon, another quarter of an hour passed.
"Qi Ling, give up going through the barriers."
Yang Fan hesitated, but still chose to surrender. The Nine Great Shadows, although he could not break his defense, with his current strength, it would be difficult to cause any effective damage to them.
This battle, continuing to fight, has no meaning at all.
Even after playing for tens of millions of years, it is difficult to tell the winner.
Today, I have a pair of first-tier intermediate true gods. With invincible defense, he can still rely on time to kill him, but if it is against two or more first-tier intermediate true gods, there is no good way, of course. They also don't want to be able to help themselves.
He is the weakest and strongest intermediate true god.
Puff..."
Suddenly, the space was distorted, and the true god Cang Yue appeared in front of Yang Fan.
Ok? "Looking at the sudden appearance of True God Cang Yue, a vigilance flashed in Yang Fan's eyes," Why did this True God Cang Yue come? Could it be that his hospital wants to..."
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