Wanbao Building, seventh floor.
Surrounded by Young Masters, a group of semi-god powerhouses, including the guards of Wanbaolou, were as good as Dong Fei, and no one believed that Yang Fan would be a god-level powerhouse.
Although they couldn’t understand Yang Fan’s specific cultivation skills, in their eyes, Yang Fan looked like an ordinary person who could not understand any cultivation way, but one thing they could easily perceive was that Yang Fan was very younger than everyone present. , Are much younger.
Probably not more than a million years old. At this age, even if you start practicing in the womb, you can enter the realm of a demigod, which is the limit.
What are you kidding me to be a god
Is it so easy to be able to break through when being a magic mirror
Legend has it that the ancestor of the Purple Mansion Sect, the Divine Lord of the Purple Mansion, it took nearly a billion years before they took that step and were promoted to the Divine Realm.
This little ghost who did not know where he came from, could it be that he was even more enchanting than their ancestor, the Divine Lord of the Purple Mansion
It's really a foolish dream, how could someone in their Zifu River system be even more evil than their ancestors.
at this time... ... .
Yang Fan looked at Dong Fei who was still laughing wildly with disdain, and sneered, "My Yang family does not have an unfilial son like you."
"Boy, you..." Dong Fei's eyes were red, like an irritated beast, paralyzed. This kid is really deceiving people too much. If it wasn't for Wanbaolou, he would have to let this The kid knows what life is better than death.
However, soon, the anger in Dong Fei's eyes was replaced by endless horror.
"Boom~~~"
Yang Fan released a trace of aura and coercion. Although Yang Fan's aura is far less than one-tenth, Yang Fan is so powerful today. Even so, this aura and coercion is far from being comparable to the first-order low-level true gods. The low-level true gods are all inferior, almost comparable to the third-order low-level true gods, and placed in this purple mansion boundary island, it is a proper two-tier god master.
"You...you...no...this is impossible, impossible..."
"God...shenzhen, he...he is really an expert in the gods, and...and he is not an ordinary god."
"Gurulu... this... how is this possible? He... how old is he?"
"The world... How can there be such a monster in the world?"
Everyone present was stunned and horrified for an instant. The gods are really strong in the gods. One by one, either the master is the god master or the elders are the god masters. They know the aura of the god master strong. , It is impossible to admit mistakes.
The horror of that coercion is the top among many double heavenly gods.
In front of the passage on the eighth floor.
"Now I can go up." Yang Fan guarded the Wanbao Tower.
Hearing that, the guard of Wanbaolou was full of spirits, and he finally reacted, and now is not the time to froze.
"Senior, please." There is a hint of awe in the voice. This is not an ordinary divine lord, but a divine lord who is less than a million years old. These are two concepts, based on the monster's evil spirit. Talent, as long as you don't die halfway, and you will be promoted to the Tenth Heaven God Lord in the future, it's just a matter of time.
Just like the divine master of the Purple Mansion, when breaking through the tenth heaven, it is not a difficult task.
Not long after Yang Fan left, the entire seventh floor of Wanbao Building was boiling.
"The second-tier god master who is less than a million years old, monster, really a monster."
"It's not the Raptors but Jiang, no wonder you dare to ignore Dong Dashao."
"This time, Young Master Dong was afraid that he might have hit the iron plate."
How could such a monster and evildoer have no origins? It can't be said that it is a disciple of a hidden ten-fold god master.
In the Purple Mansion River System, there are also two ten-fold gods, the Lord of the Purple Mansion and the Lord of the Wanbao Hall, but anyone with a certain identity knows that this is not true.
And these ten-fold heavenly god masters, even the Purple Mansion Sect, must be afraid of three points and dare not provoke them at will. Moreover, the Dong family line is far from representing their Purple Mansion Sect.
"Huh, what about the Divine Lord of the Second Heaven? This is the God City of the Purple Mansion, and the dragon has to be held by Ben Shao." Dong Fei's face was blue and red, leaving a sentence, and he took the four guards directly, dingy Leaving Wanbaolou.
As for continuing to seek revenge from Yang Fan, he never mentioned it again.
He is a pretty young man, but it doesn't mean he has no brains. He can't know what a two-fold god who is less than a million years old represents.
At least, he dare not retaliate rashly before he has thoroughly figured out the identity and background of that kid.
Their Dong family is strong, and the divine lord alone is more than the number of hands, and the ancestor, the seven-fold heaven divine lord, is sitting, but it does not mean that their Dong family is really invincible.
Wanbao Building, the eighth floor.
This is a small space with an area of no more than a hundred miles. Compared with the first seven floors, there are obviously fewer guests here, with only a few hundred people.
Also, tens of millions of intermediate-level sacred stones, not many, compared to those who are strong in the god realm, and those who are wealthy, ordinary demi-god strong, may not be able to come up with this huge sum of money.
Just as Yang Fan was looking around, an old man dressed in a green shirt and with a childlike face quickly walked towards him.
In an instant, the entire eighth floor was quiet, and a touch of incredible flashed in each and every one's eyes.
"Ah~~~ It's Master Qianxiu."
"Master Qianxiu, why is he here?"
"Sir, didn't he always sit on the top floor of Wanbao Building? How come he came to the eighth floor?"
"Second-order high-level true god." Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he saw the old man's cultivation level at a glance.
The person who wants to come here is the person in charge of this Wanbaolou.
Soon, there was a hint of enlightenment in Yang Fan's heart. Although it is the first floor under the jurisdiction of the Wanbao Palace, the Wanbao Building, which is called the second headquarters, is not the Wanbao Temple headquarters after all. It can have a second-order high-level true god sitting in it. It's almost the limit.
High-level true gods are not ordinary true gods. Even if Wanbao Hall is the second largest power on the island of the Purple Mansion, the number of high-level true gods can hardly exceed ten.
Between breaths.
The old man Qingshan had already arrived in front of Yang Fan, and said very politely, "This little friend, old man Qianxiu, is the person in charge of this Wanbaolou." A million-year-old double deity god deserves such careful treatment.
"No, Lord Qianxiu is here to find this kid?"
"Who on earth is this kid? Can you work as an adult?"
It's just that this scene falls in the eyes of everyone around, and it has another meaning. Who is Qianxiu? The dignified eight-fold god master, even some high-level god master, is not necessarily able to receive such a courtesy, let alone such a Mao. There are no juniors who grow up.
I can't figure it out, it really makes me wonder.
"I have seen a thousand cultivators." Yang Fan nodded lightly, his voice was extremely casual, as if the divine lord in front of him was not an eight-fold god at all, but an ordinary demigod.
"Fuck, this kid doesn't know what's good or what's wrong, he dares to talk to Master Qianxiu like this?"
"I don't know if the little friend sells or buys treasures?" God Lord Qianxiu's tone remained unchanged, without the slightest irritation because of Yang Fan's "disrespect". The second-tier god Lord, who is less than a million years old, is a bit arrogant and normal, and Their Wanbao Temple talks about making money with harmony.
Get angry at every turn, so what kind of business is there.
"No, this is really the Master Qianxiu I know? Wouldn't it be too polite to this junior, right?"
"Sell first, then buy some artifacts." While speaking, Yang Fan handed over a space ring. These were all collected from the Mingyuan Divine Lord, and of course, it also included the nearly tens of thousands of demigods in Mingyuan God City. These things, put on him, are just rubbish.
Might as well sell them, exchange for some sacred stones, and say that they can't make up an intermediate artifact.
"Little friend, wait a minute." God Master Qianxiu smiled apologetically and began to count the many treasures in the space ring.
At the beginning, the face of Qianxiu God Lord did not change at all. Mingyuan God Lord’s possessions, plus nearly tens of thousands of gods’ worth, although it is also called a multitude of treasures, together, they are enough to be worth all the possessions of a four-fold God Lord. , But in the eyes of an eight-fold god master like Qian Xiu, that's the same thing.
He randomly took out a high-grade intermediate divine tool, much more than that.
But when he saw the Mingguang Pagoda that was about to be broken, his whole person was shocked in an instant, and an incredible flash of light flashed in his eyes.
The Divine Master of Mingyuan is also considered to be a veteran divine master. He has seen him several times before, and he is no stranger to Mingyuan Divine Master's most precious natural treasure-Mingguang Tower.
"It is said that the Mingyuan Divine Lord fell in the hands of a black-clothed young man. Is it possible to achieve this?"
"Gurulu... I'm afraid I still underestimate this..."
Legend has it that the Mingyuan God Lord was suppressed by a single blow, and he was still in his base camp, Mingyuan God City. The true power of this son, even if it was not as good as the Five Heaven God Lord, would not be much worse.
If it weren’t for his own cultivation base, he had enough confidence, a five-fold god master, it would be impossible to hide his magic eyes, he would think Yang Fan was an old monster, but he had cultivated a certain secret method and concealed his truth. It's age.
"Five Heavenly God Lord who is less than a million years old, hiss... What kind of monster is this... No, you must immediately notify the Lord of this matter..."