Cangyue Palace, Wu Shengfeng, Peak Hall.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The breath of Yang Fan's body was soaring wildly and rising steadily.
Countless visions of heaven and earth shimmered around it, brilliant and dazzling, setting off it as sacred, and its precious appearance was solemn, and people couldn't help but crawl on the ground and worship it.
After swallowing another 638 low-grade intermediate artifacts and two hundred intermediate intermediate artifacts, Yang Fan's flesh-shell power finally broke through the million mark, and the pure flesh-shell power was comparable to a Tier 3 intermediate true god.
It was truly terrifying. You must know that even a half-step top-level true god like True God Cang Yue, if he doesn't use his magic power, and only relying on the power of his flesh, he would be far less than Yang Fan at this time.
after one day.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, the light shone brightly, shattering everything.
Had it not been for the suppression of the Shenlong Tower, the entire peak hall had been shattered, and the huge Wusheng Peak would have been reduced to ruins.
Powerful. At this moment, he is a strong person like the Lord of the Underworld. Yang Fan has the confidence to fight against him. At least he can't fight it. He can't even think of being able to keep him.
"Huh..."
Breathing out a foul breath, Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes again.
There are still nearly a hundred intermediate artifacts left, but fortunately they will be refined together before leaving.
Cangyue Palace, Cangyue Temple.
The True God of Cang Yue and the God of Golden Origin were sitting side by side.
Because of Yang Fan's bond, the relationship between Cangyue Palace and the Wu Clan has become closer.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is close to the family, like the Golden Origin Wizard God, almost half of the time in these tens of thousands of years has been in Cang Yue Palace.
"It's been 85,000 years, Yang Fan should be leaving the customs soon?" Jin Yuan Wushen poured a sip of the superb brew-Cangshenzui, which is treasured by True God Cang Yue. Unlike other true gods, they like superb tea. The witch people prefer to drink, even the top witch gods like Jinyuan witch god do not change their bold nature of drinking and eating big bowls of meat.
While talking, Jin Yuan Wushen directly picked up a roasted dragon leg on the table and took a bite, not caring about the oily juice in his mouth.
Seeing this, True God Cang Yue didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction, and leisurely picked up the wine cup on the side and took a sip.
He has lived for hundreds of millions of years. He hasn’t seen anyone before. The reason why the Golden Origin Wizard God behaves so rudely in front of him is that he really takes him as his own person. Others just want to see this scene. That qualification.
"Well, it is indeed coming out soon." The other true gods retreat once, and the time is measured in hundreds of millions of years. It is not uncommon for them to retreat for tens of billions or hundreds of billions of years, but Yang Fan is different. , But there is no retreat that lasts more than 100,000 years, and I don’t expect to be too surprised this time.
"I don't know what level of strength Yang Fan, a little monster, should raise this time to?"
"It's hard to say that this little monster is not something that can be predicted by common sense, but the general second-order high-level true god should not be the opponent of this little monster." Eighty-five thousand years ago, Yang Fan's combat power was close to the second-order high-level. True God, now so many tens of thousands of years have passed, is it difficult to surpass the second-order advanced true God with that monster's perverted talent
Not to mention the second-order high-level true god, true Cang Yue even suspected that the third-order high-level true god would not necessarily be Yang Fan's opponent.
"The second-order high-level true god who is less than 300,000 years old, who would dare to believe this spread? Looking at the heavens and the world, I am afraid that there is no one who can compare with it."
"But this is the blessing of my waiting. With Yang Fan's affectionate character, I will never forget us in the future. I can't say that I can hope to see the realm of the realm god."
"Yes, to be able to meet Yang Fan, this is the luck of our life, but we still need to be careful. Before Yang Fan really grows up, do not leak the news of Yang Fan, lest the Mingyan ghost and the two old Xia clan Not dying is not good for Yang Fan."
"The old ghost Mingyan is nothing, but the two old immortals have some means and have to guard against them."
Time is fast, and another five thousand years have passed.
All the mid-level and high-level artifacts have been completely swallowed and refined by Yang Fan, leaving only the last ten top-level mid-level artifacts and two quasi-high-level artifacts.
In only three or four thousand years at most, Yang Fan will be able to break through.
Sanskrit Star Territory, Sanskrit Star, inside an exquisite palace.
The leaders of the top powers of the Brahma Star Territory, including the head of the giant spirit, the Lord of the Celestial Hall, and the Lord of the Ancestral God, gathered together, including the Lord of the Heavenly Rain Pavilion.
Because of Yang Fan's relationship, the leaders of the major forces actually abandoned their previous suspicions and formed a large-scale alliance. It has to be said that things are impermanent.
What is even more unexpected is that the first leader of this alliance will turn out to be the Heavenly Rain Pavilion Master, a quadruple Heavenly King.
With this cultivation base, in the Sanskrit Star Territory at that time, even the top one hundred were uncomfortable, far from being able to compare with the giant spirit patriarchs, but who told Yang Fan to stand behind them.
After 160,000 years of development, the Sanskrit Alliance is expanding, expanding and then expanding, and now it has become the leading power among dozens of nearby star regions.
Not only occupied the Sanskrit Star Territory, but also ruled the nearby five star regions, Qianlong, Tianwu, Ten Thousand Gods, Zhuoyuan, and Nine Snakes.
The giant spirit patriarch and others have also taken that crucial step to advance to the Seventh Heaven Realm of the Holy King, and the Heavenly Rain Holy King, the alliance leader, with the accumulation of the massive resources of the alliance, the strength of his cultivation is also advancing by leaps and bounds, although he has not broken through The Saint King's Seventh Heaven, but it is only one step away.
Now, in the entire Sanskrit Alliance, there are 22 high-ranking Saint Kings in the Seventh Heaven, more than a hundred of the Six Heavenly Saint Kings, and nearly 800 in the fourth and fifth Heavenly Saint Kings, even more so. Thousands of them can be regarded as strong.
If it is not the Guangling Boundary Island, among the thousands of star realms in the Guangling River System, the Sanskrit Alliance is barely enough to enter the second-rate threshold.
Even some eight-fold heavenly saint kings will give them three points of thin noodles.
It's just that at this moment, the entire palace is surrounded by an unspeakable repression.
All the holy kings, including the Tianyu Pavilion Master, filled their eyebrows with a sorrow that could not be removed.
"Everyone, tell me what to do?" The giant spirit patriarch looked gloomy, and there was a deep unwillingness in his voice. "Should we just give in and surrender that ruin?"
"What can I do if I don't admit defeat? The top ten powers in the Southeast Thousand Regions of the Sihaidian are ten times stronger than our Sanskrit Alliance, which is simply not something I can compete with."
"That remains, but the ancient cave mansion of a demi-god Tianzun, in it, it is very likely that there is the inheritance of that demi-god Tianzun, and the price that our alliance paid to explore that ancient cave mansion is what we have gained. At that time, I just handed people like this, I'm really not reconciled."
"Brother Tiansha, how can we be reconciled, but we can't twist our arms~legs, resisting to the end, we are afraid that all of us will be inevitable."
The leader of the barbarian god, the master of the Tiansha Palace and other forces was desperate, with godless eyes, and the three big characters of the Sihaidian, like a giant mountain that does not know how many light-years high, they can't breathe.
Legend has it that there are many Saint Kings of the Nine Heavens in the Temple of Four Seas, and they are even a branch of a big power in Guangling Jiedao. Compared with one, their Sanskrit Alliance is like the toddler who has just staggered on foot, and the Temple of Four Seas will come here. The Nine Heavens Saint King can erase them from this world.
No matter how good the inheritance is, it must have that fate to own.
Without life, everything will cease.
No matter, it is assumed that this demigod cave has not been discovered.
Sihaidian, Sihaidian...
"No, you guys, we haven't lost yet. We still have adults. As long as the adults are willing to help us, a mere Sihaidian is nothing."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Finally got the third update, six hundred and fifty flowers plus more.