Nine-color Dragon God, the second floor of the Dragon Cave, inside the Shenlong Tower.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The starry sky in all directions, large ~ large ~ film, was shattered by the horrible power frenzy, one by one terrible spatial turbulence, constantly emerging, countless disillusions, countless black holes in space, disillusionment and rebirth.
Yang Fan, with full combat power, is truly terrifying, as if the legendary ancient god king resurrected, pointing to the heavens and the earth, invincible, with every punch, every blow, his power surpassed one million, nearly two million. The power of a thousand worlds, this power is not weak among many third-tier intermediate true gods.
Coupled with those terrifying divine bodies that were comparable to high-grade intermediate artifacts, Yang Fan completely gave up his defenses and allowed those clones to attack. The lethality rose sharply, exploding in geometric multiples, even some fourth-tier intermediate true gods. Don't avoid the edge temporarily.
After all, if you punch him, it's like a okay person, and he punches you, which is uncomfortable.
A little carelessness is a serious injury.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
A replica of a statue was easily exploded by Yang Fan, two thousand.... One thousand nine.... One thousand seven... One thousand four... One thousand ... ... five hundred... ... three hundred... one hundred...
The number of copies is rapidly reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is also a copy. It is only a rule, not a real creature. There is no sense of fear. It is replaced by another first-order low-level true god. It's damaged so much, even if it drops a few hundred, it has completely collapsed.
As long as it is a wise creature, no one is not afraid of death unless they are specially trained dead men.
Especially these high-ranking true gods, then cherish their lives even more.
It's hard to prove that Dao becomes a god, and who is willing to die like this.
After half an hour.
The three copies were completely turned into fly ash, and none of the two thousand and forty-eight copies remained, but Yang Fan slaughtered them all.
The top of the Shenlong Tower, in the mysterious space.
"Through... the level is cleared, just... it will be cleared like that, no... incredible, really incredible..." Shenlong Tower's spiritual eyes were a little sluggish, although It was predicted that this test would not be difficult for Yang Fan, but when all this became a reality, Qi Ling still felt a sense of unreality.
You must know that the god of the underworld, Tianjiao Mingwu Tianzun, just passed the nine-fold test, it took decades, spent all the hole cards, and finally, at the cost of serious injury, it was able to withstand the ninth retest. If it weren't for the kindness of the Nine-Colored Dragon God, the passer-through would consider himself invincible and could choose to abandon the pass, that godless god has already fallen for many years, and the grave head grass does not know how long it is.
Look at this Yang Fan again. How long has it taken since he passed the barrier to the present? It took less than half an hour, and there was no trace of bruise on his body. There was not even a bruise. This person is better than a person, really. It's maddening.
Under the broken starry sky.
Before he knew it, Yang Fan's brows wrinkled slightly. It was almost a quarter of an hour since he had cleared the level, and that spirit should have appeared long ago.
Is it possible that this spirit wants to go against the wishes of the Nine-Colored Dragon God and does not want to recognize himself as the Lord
Some powerful artifacts broke free from the shackles of the original owner and became an independent individual.
Although this is rare in the monk world, it is not without precedent.
If this is the case, then his situation is a bit bad.
Yang Fan's heart condensed, and a vigilance flashed in his eyes. Although the Shenlong Tower is only a top-level artifact of the lowest level, and it does not have the master's emissary, it can't exert all its power, but even so, it is also a top-level artifact, and it is definitely a match. The power of the first- and second-order high-level true gods, especially now, he is still in this dragon tower, more like a turtle in the urn.
The spirit of the Shenlong Tower is really going to be disadvantageous to him, and the consequences can be unimaginable.
Before he knew it, Yang Fan had a silver half-moon-shaped jade amulet, shining with a faint stream of light, and countless gods were engraved on it. It was dreamy and unpredictable. Even Mengluo Wuzun had a life-saving jade amulet bestowed by a high-level true god. What's more, it was Yang Fan. The true God Cang Yue regarded Yang Fan as more important than his life. How could he not make adequate preparations for Yang Fan.
The jade amulet in his hand was one of the many cards that True God Cang Yue gave to Yang Fan, and it contained True God Cang Yue's strongest blow. If this Shenlong Tower Tool Spirit had any thoughts, this rune was enough to teach him a bloody lesson.
Trillions of years ago, the strength of True God Cang Yue was not inferior to that of the nine-color dragon god. After trillions of years of hard work, True God Cang Yue had not taken that last step, but he had reached the limit of the fourth-order high-level true god. Only an opportunity will be promoted to the top true god.
Its full blow is definitely not a joke.
Soon, it was time for half a stick of incense to pass.
The top of the Shenlong Tower, in the mysterious space.
Shenlong Tower Qi Ling finally came back to his senses, looking at Yang Fan's faintly frowned brow, Qi Ling's heart immediately jumped.
If this caused the little monster’s misunderstanding, it wouldn’t be great. After seeing Yang Fan’s monster talent, Qi Ling had identified Yang Fan as the master in his heart. Only by following him can he break the shackles and advance to the domain artifact. Even one day in the future, Transcending Domain Artifact is not impossible.
Next second...
Shenlong Tower Spirit didn't dare to delay for a while, and disappeared into that mysterious space with a move.
Under the endless starry sky.
"Puff..."
The void in front of Yang Fan was twisted, and suddenly a middle-aged man in a nine-claw golden dragon robe appeared.
"This should be the spirit of the Shenlong Tower?" Yang Fan's eyes rolled, and a touch of enlightenment surged in his heart. He could enter the test space so casually. Who else could there be besides the spirit of the Shenlong Tower? Yang Fan felt a threatening aura in the middle-aged man.
And with his current strength, he can feel this way, among the huge dragon's lair, there is only the spirit of the dragon tower.
Next second...
A vigilance flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. The magical rune in his hand was in a state of being activated at any time. As long as he found that there was something wrong with this spirit, he would immediately activate the magical rune in his hand and blast him to the ground.
Yang Fan didn't dare to underestimate these old monsters who didn't know how many billions of years they existed.
There is only one fate, but everything is over if there is no one.
It seems that just a short while ago, it made this little monster misunderstand me a lot... "With a wry smile in my heart, but the dragon tower is not slow, he quickly explained, "No, this young man. , Don’t be nervous, I have no malice against you...
However, the vigilance in Yang Fan's eyes was not weakened at all. He would not completely believe in Qi Ling, the world of monks, intrigue, and intrigue just because of the words of Qi Ling. If he could believe in a word, how could Yang Fan live to the present.
I don't know how many years I have died.
In this world, Yang Fan would not easily believe anyone's words except for those of his dearest relatives.
"My son, I'm really not malicious to you..." Seeing that Yang Fan still didn't believe in himself, Shenlong Pagoda gritted his teeth and said, "If you still don't believe it, I... I can. Let go of the core of the artifact and let you plant the imprint of the soul..."
The core of the artifact is like the holy soul of a monk. Once Yang Fan has planted the imprint of the soul, the life and death of the spirit is completely under Yang Fan's control. If Yang Fan is willing, he will be able to obliterate the spirit of the spirit within a single thought. , To change the spirit of Shenlong Tower.
Hearing that, the vigilance in Yang Fan's eyes dissipated. Since this spirit dared to let go of the core of the divine weapon, it can be said to be full of sincerity. It seems that he really has no malice towards himself.
"Okay, let go of your divine tool core." Of course, I believe it, but the divine tool core still needs to be released. If the divine tool core is not thoroughly refined, Yang Fan will not really be at ease with him.
"Yes."
Without much hesitation, Qi Ling directly released his core space, revealing the core of his divine weapon. Since it was the core of the divine weapon he proposed, there is no reason to repent, and he did not dislike Yang Fan in his heart. Mainly, as long as the future can be promoted to the domain artifact, freedom is nothing.
What's more, according to his master Nine Color Dragon God's will, whoever successfully clears the twelve trials is his new master.
Seeing that the Shenlong Tower completely released the core space, Yang Fan completely dispelled the last trace of doubt.
next moment... ... .
Rumble~~~"
The terrifying mental power comparable to the third-order intermediate true god, erupted from Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, shrouded in the core of that divine tool, quickly refining the dragon tower.
However, the top-level artifact is the top-level artifact. Even with the assistance of the tool spirit, Yang Fan spent nearly a full time before successfully refining the Shenlong Tower.
"Boom~~~"
The space was distorted. Yang Fan and Qi Ling appeared in a vast space. This is a huge space no less than the top world. The treasures inside are shining. There are countless treasures, divided into categories, and placed inside, one artifact, Like many brilliant stars, floating above the sky.
At a glance, there are thousands of giants.
It was sent, this time it was really sent.
"Lord, this is the treasure space of the Nine-Colored Dragon God of the First Lord. Most of the possessions of the First Lord are hidden in this space, but the most precious thing is the Order of the Ten Thousand Realms, which is a high-level true god or even a top-level true god. The supreme treasure that must be mad for it."
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