Southwestern Universe, the endless starry sky.
A huge fleet is advancing fast.
It is densely packed with stars spreading over a large area that stretches for hundreds of light years.
These divine warships are all the top divine warships. Each of them is no less than the Taihuang-class divine warship of the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand.
In a flash, three thousand years have passed. Yang Fan's slave Demon King and other rulers, and that the Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand dominates the twenty-four Great Thousand Realms in the southern part of the Southwest Universe has spread throughout the entire Southwest Universe and many dominating forces.
At this moment, the nine overlord forces, including the Demon Emperor Palace and the Flame God Dynasty, couldn't sit still.
Yang Fan was able to suppress the demon clan, the slave demon king, and naturally it was also possible, suppressing their nine overlords.
Yang Fan, at first glance, is that ambitious man. In less than a thousand years, he has swept the 24 Great Thousand Territories in the south. Can he be satisfied with this
They can't settle for the status quo either.
Launch an offensive against them, it is only a matter of time.
Soon, under the leadership of the nine overlords such as the Heavenly Demon Emperor Palace, the remaining dominant forces directly formed a strategic alliance.
And this huge fleet is the main force of the nine hegemons and the other 141 dominating forces. This time, the major forces can be said to have come out together.
A lesson from the past, a guide for the future, the major forces are really shocked, they don't want to one day follow in the footsteps of the Demon Race.
Yang Fan, this monster does not die for a day, and they have trouble sleeping and eating.
In the fleet, there are 13 people in the extreme intermediate masters alone, and the other intermediate masters have nearly 300 people. The next-level low-level masters have more than 3,000 people, and the half-step dominates hundreds of thousands. Coupled with those elite army, the Divine Ship Battle Fort, and the major forces, many hole cards.
The extravagance of the lineup, the horror of power, even some high-ranking masters, may be ruthlessly suppressed by them.
You know, the Demon Race is only ranked eighth among the top ten hegemons. Even the Demon Race has the power to suppress low-level and high-level masters. The other nine hegemons will not be too far behind. Especially the top-ranked hegemony forces will only be stronger!
The coalition fleet, with great fanfare and arrogance, didn't mean to conceal their whereabouts in the slightest. They wanted to be upright and upright, kill Yang Fan, and level the twenty-four thousand realms in the south.
In the face of absolute power, there is no need to use any conspiracy at all, just to directly crush the past.
They didn't believe that if their one hundred and fifty dominating forces were united, they would not be Yang Fan's opponent.
The Holy Land of the Emperor of Thailand, Xuling Mountain.
The daughter, beauties, hovering around Xuling Mountain, that is a straight rise.
I don't know how many beautiful women have regretted their intestines.
Isn't it just the loss of freedom? I couldn't figure it out, but now it's okay, I just lost such an opportunity to climb the sky in one step.
Thinking of the former companions, even the uppermost half-step dominators have to bow their heads when they see him. The envy, jealousy and hatred in each heart are completely beyond description.
Xuling Peak, peak temple.
Yang Fan was high above the throne, and below it, the Demon King respectfully reported to Yang Fan about the coalition forces.
"Have you formed the coalition directly? Good! Good! Good! I save myself and look for them one by one."
Hearing this, Yang Fan didn't have a trace of panic, instead he was surprised and said three good words in succession.
Yigao people are bold, a group of aphids, no matter how many aphids, it is just a group of ants.
Ants are able to kill elephants, possibly killing wild beasts, true dragons
To put it bluntly, Yang Fan just didn't use any means and let them attack, and he would never want to hurt Yang Fan's hair.
After the cultivation base was promoted to the ninth-level top-level domain, Yang Fan was defensively, and made a qualitative breakthrough.
Even if compared to some top master artifacts, they are not much inferior.
The Demon King opened his mouth and wanted to persuade something. Although Yang Fan exploded with a power far beyond the ordinary high-level dominance that day, the coalition forces should also not be underestimated, especially the top three overlords such as the Demon Emperor Palace that day. Still above their demons.
Yang Fan is so careless, and if he is careless, he may suffer a big loss, and it is not impossible even to fall.
And their lives are all tied to Yang Fan. Once Yang Fan falls, none of them will survive.
But before the Demon King finished speaking, Yang Fan interrupted him, "Devil, summon all the masters, and meet them with this seat."
After hesitating, the Demon King still swallowed what he had said. At this time, he was just a humble slave. He was humble and light. Even if he said that he was scornful, Yang Fan, the master, would not be able to listen to it, but would rather provoke him. Yang Fan was displeased.
No matter, with his cultivation strength, even if he is not an opponent of the coalition forces, if he wants to leave, the coalition forces will hardly be able to keep him.
"Yes, Lord, the old slave will go now."
"Swish~~~wish~~~wish~~~"
Soon, a deity ruled torn the sky and quickly converged to the top of the virtual spirit peak.
One month later.
The starry sky in front of the coalition fleet.
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
Suddenly, the space was distorted, and a group of people walked out of it.
The number is small, less than five hundred people, it is not someone else, it is Yang Fan, and his masters and slaves.
After sweeping the twenty-three territories in the south, Yang Fan slaved a total of 463 master slaves, among which 42 were master masters at the intermediate level. This strength is not weak, even the most recognized power in the Southwest Universe, Tianling. Clan, there are many inferior.
Just compared with the coalition forces, the difference is not even a star and a half.
The flagship of the Tianshen, this is the kingship of the Tianling clan, once the first ship of the Tianling King in the Southwestern Universe.
At the same time, it is also a major heritage of the Sky Spirit Race. Whether it is defense or attack, the Sky God is not lost to a limit intermediate master.
In terms of dexterity at most, it is not as good as the ultimate intermediate master. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an alternative ultimate intermediate master.
The main control room of the Tianshen.
The Heavenly Spirit King also has eight other overlords, occupying the top position, and below them, there are nearly three hundred intermediate rulers.
Those low-level masters do not have the qualifications to appear here.
"It's Yang Fan!"
Looking at Yang Fan and his party standing proudly in the starry sky on the central screen, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Sky Spirit King. When he thought about it, Yang Fan at this moment should not be able to shrink away, and he should be actively preparing for defense.
As long as you are not stupid, you can see who has the absolute advantage between the two sides.
This Yang Fan, even if he really had the power to match the high-level dominance, would not help.
"This Yang Fan is so courageous! Everyone, I would like to go with this king, and for a while, we will be the first enchanting evildoer in the southwestern universe."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: The second one is delivered, and the code word is continued. The third one is even after a little bit. Hey, it’s another night of liver irritation. If you ask for a flower, it’s only a dozen flowers, and there are five hundred flowers. It's done.