The Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand, Shenchi Tiangong.
"Boom~~~"
On the Panlong pillar, the lifelike nine-clawed golden dragon opened his eyes, and in an instant, the golden light flickered, as if it could penetrate everything.
The terrifying Longwei is overwhelming!
At just a glance, Yang Fan felt a sense of transparency after taking off his clothes.
"The ninth-level top-level domain god, this golden dragon is definitely the ninth-level top-level domain god, or one of the best..." Yang Fan's heart was frozen, the power of this nine-clawed golden dragon was not in the least under that Baili City Lord, and the dragon beside it. Although the nine-clawed golden dragon on the pillar has never recovered, but if you want to come, the strength will not be worse, and it is definitely a powerful ninth-level top domain god.
After thinking about it, I can understand that Shenchi Tiangong, which is one of the foundations of the Thai Emperor's holy land, is guarded by two ninth-level top-level domain gods, which is normal.
Even Yang Fan felt that in this Shenchi Tiangong, it could not be said that another strong man would hide in it and guard the Shenchi.
"Take out your identity nameplate!" The nine-clawed golden dragon spoke slowly, without any fluctuations in his voice.
"Yes, senior!"
While talking, Yang Fan already had a palm-sized golden jade medal in his hand.
There are three types of identification plates for the disciples of the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand, cyan, silver, and gold, corresponding to the formal, elite, and core disciples.
Among them, the nameplate of the core disciple is refined by the master god himself, even if it is other masters who dominate, they can't forge it.
"Om~~~"
A golden glow burst out from the nine-claw golden dragon and long eye, and landed on the golden identity plate.
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After a breath.
"Core disciple Yang Fan, you have 30,000 years of immersion time in the Shenchi. After 30,000 years, this seat will take you out of the Shenchi. You can go in now." In order to thank Yang Fan, of course, there is no lack of investment and payment in advance. For Yang Fan's meaning, the Master of Ziji Palace gave Yang Fan an extra 10,000 years of incubation time in the Shenchi Tiangong.
Of course, compared with the ten intermediate god crystals, the 20,000-year sacred palace diving time is nothing at all. Together, the depleted sacred land contribution value is not enough to exchange for an intermediate god crystal.
"Yes, senior!"
Yang Fan bowed and bowed, and then walked towards the Shenchi Tiangong. Just approaching the Shenchi Tiangong, immediately there was a mysterious power that enveloped Yang Fan's body.
Next second...
Yang Fan's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
Appeared again and found that he had fallen into a vast hall.
The entire hall is almost ten thousand feet high, and the area is no less than a million li in size.
In the middle of the main hall, there is a large lake with a size of one hundred thousand miles. From time to time, waves of up to tens of meters are raised. What makes Yang Fan's eyes wide open is that these waves, and even the entire lake, are made of pure purity. The extreme energy is transformed into it, which is nothing more than the original power of some top-level domain gods.
And how much is the original power of a top-level domain god, the general low-level top-level domain god can fill a ten-mile radius and a small lake tens of feet deep, which is the limit.
In this divine pond, how many small lakes like that are there, one million, ten million or more.
"Gurulu... what a Thai Emperor God's Pool, if it can be swallowed all..." Yang Fan breathed a little bit quickly, such a vast source of power, swallowed all, not to mention the realm gods, just attack the middle-level realm gods, I am afraid it will be nothing difficult. .
It's a pity that there are only 30,000 years.
With such a little time, let alone refining it all, it is a big challenge whether it can be refined in case.
Even this sacred pool energy is far easier to absorb than the world origin of the top-level domain gods.
With a sigh in his heart, Yang Fan didn't think too much, and strode towards the sacred pond. Nowadays, it is better to seize the time to cultivate. Every breath, every second, is energy and cultivation.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Yang Fan paused, "They are quite positive."
I saw two figures in that sacred pool.
One of them, dressed in black, with striking sword eyebrows, and an angular face, was extremely handsome, with sword aura pervading his body, cutting squares, and vaguely, it seemed that he could see an ancient sword god, singing piously around him.
Another person was a young woman in her early twenties. She was dressed in a colorful phoenix robe. Between her eyebrows, she was majestic and majestic. She had a majesty that could not be concealed, and her body was filled with a powerful aura.
These two are not others, it is the two lucky winners in the final assessment of this session, Fairy Zixin and Prince Xuanying.
Compared with Yang Fan, the two of them were even more impatient, arranging for their subordinates in a hurry, and couldn't wait to come to this Shenchi Tiangong for a dive.
The previous challenges of the top ten witches and witches stimulated them and deeply felt their lack of strength.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a monster like Yang Fan, their seed arrogance would have to be wiped out.
At that time, they were embarrassed but they were really lost to grandma's house.
Must be a shame to their Tai Huang Daqian realm.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Dao Dao pure energy poured into their bodies, forming a small vortex nearly ten meters in diameter around the two of them.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Seemingly aware of Yang Fan's comments, Prince Xuanying and Fairy Zixin opened their eyes.
"It's Yang Fan!"
The next second, the two hurriedly received their merits and saluted, and they met with Brother Yang Fan.
They didn't dare to show any disrespect to Yang Fan this monster.
As the core disciples, they are too far behind Yang Fan.
Yang Fan nodded lightly, which was regarded as a return.
Then he continued to walk towards the Shenchi, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the center of the Shenchi.
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"I don't know how much energy from the sacred pool can be absorbed by Senior Brother Yang Fan?" A look of expectation flashed in the eyes of Prince Profound Shadow. This is the first person in their young generation. They are a hundred times stronger than them. If you want to come here, the speed of refining will be a hundred times faster. To them.
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"Boom~~~"
Swallowing the sky and the earth ~ The law moves, and one party swallows the black hole out of thin air.
However, Yang Fan didn't completely let go, just released some of its power, swallowing the black hole, the diameter of which was more than a meter.
Be careful not to make a big mistake, although this sacred pool energy is much gentler than the world's origin and easy to absorb, but if it swallows too much at one time, it is enough to burst it alive.
If so, it would be too worthwhile to die.
But even so, they still shocked the two of the Profound Shadow Prince.
The energy of the sacred pool, every drop, is not inferior to ten thousand top sacred stones.
Like them, every second, at most, thousands of drops of water from the sacred pool are refined.
But Yang Fan was doing well, and he swallowed a cubic sacred pool of water in one breath, paralyzing, many of the eighth-level top-level domain gods, none of them were so perverted.
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"Not enough, not enough, this seat needs more energy..."
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
The engulfing black hole begins to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One zhang five... Two zhang... Three zhang... Five zhang... Ten zhang...
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"Fuck, ten... ten zhang, this is ten zhang, the black hole is still... still expanding, this... this..."
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After a stick of incense.
It swallowed the black hole, which was over thirty feet in diameter, and finally stopped swelling.
At this moment, thin and dense cracks appeared on Yang Fan's body. The indestructible power and the warm and warm current rushed to repair Yang Fan's body, keeping his divine body in balance.
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"Gurulu... three... thirty feet in diameter, fuck, this monster, really... really only has the power of the seventh-order top-level domain god? Isn't it a half-step dominator disguised?"
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