Fei Xing Daqian realm.
The top masters who had no hope in the first place, looking at the last god of destruction, a glimmer of hope once again bloomed in their hearts. This one hundred and eight gods of destruction, the horror of power, and the one hundred and seventh The destruction of God Thunder by Tao is not a matter of level at all.
Even if it is separated by billions of billions of billions... trillions of light years, they all have a feeling that as long as a little bit of the Destroying Thunder falls on them, they can easily kill them thousands of times, tens of thousands of times.
No doubt, this God of Destruction Thunder really has the certainty that it can kill the monster.
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Thunder Tribulation Center.
"Okay! Good!" Yang Fan looked at the Destroyer Thunder, not shocked and rejoiced. He swallowed one hundred and seven Destroy Thunders. Although his divine body's defense skyrocketed more than ten times, he still had the treasure of the flesh There was a big gap, I thought it was impossible for my divine body to be promoted to the Supreme Treasure, but I didn't expect that this robbery would give him this hand.
This god of destruction thunder was far more terrifying than the sum of the other one hundred and seven gods of destruction thunder.
Whether he can truly transform into the most treasured divine body depends on this divine thunder.
"Boom~~~"
The terrifying thunder came directly into the body.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
Yang Fan's divine body was quickly torn, and the power of immortality turned into torrents, rushing through the wound crazily.
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"Well, I can bear it."
Yang Fan, who was just about to raise the 9th-revolution god-devil body to the seventh-revolution, suppressed the thoughts in his heart. It would be better not to use the 7th-revolution god-devil body.
In this way, he can get more benefits.
Compared with the treasure of the flesh, a little pain is nothing, anyway, he can't kill him.
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"Hey~~~ It really doesn't work!" The top masters sighed quietly, completely breaking the evil thoughts in their hearts.
Next second...
The hearts of many top masters have become active again. This is not cheap, but what if it can be related to it
They have not yet been promoted to the ruler of the main god, they have such a terrifying power, and their future is not what they can imagine. It is only a matter of time to surpass the top ruler and become the legendary cosmic sage.
If they can get on this big boat, even if they just have a familiar face, it will be enough for them to use for a lifetime.
But how should I please this adult? Shenjing? beauty? treasure
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A little bit of time passed, and soon, another Jiazi passed by.
"Puff..."
The last ray of Destruction Thunder was swallowed by Yang Fan.
"Rumble..."
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, and there was a faint loss in the depths of his pupils. It was almost as if the flesh was turned into a treasure, and it was still so short.
at this time…
"Boom~~~"
A golden beam of light descended from the sky, piercing through the sky and the earth, covering Yang Fan's body.
"Well, it is a gift of the will of the universe, and there may be hope." Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and the world of Zhongqian transformed into the world of the Great Thousand. He would also baptize his divine body once. Today, he is far from the fleshy shell. Just so close.
Perhaps the breakthrough is now.
next moment…
Yang Fan condensed his mind, concentrated all his energy, and ran the world-swallowing magic with all his strength, devouring the power of the golden origin crazily.
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"Crack~~~Crack~~~Crack~~~"
The crystal wall of the world, like glass, shattered, and the inner world, which had expanded to its limit, was like that inflated balloon, rapidly expanding in all directions.
One floor... Three floors... Five floors... One time... Three times... Five times... Eight times...
Almost at the same time, Yang Fan's divine body defense slowly grew under the scouring of the power of the world, and launched a sprint towards the treasure of the universe.
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One day... Seven days... Half a month... January... March... Half a year... One year...
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"Gurulu... Three... Three years, the gift of the cosmic will has been going on for three years, this... this... this person is not really the bastard of the cosmic will, right?" A group of top masters swallowed hard, The eyes are red and full of blazing heat, and I can't wait for them to be the one who is accepting the golden origin.
Three years, three full years, and for them, it is usually that day. Moreover, the original beam of light is not one level at all. The original beam of light that covers them is only a small diameter, while the original beam of light in front of them is thousands of miles in diameter. More than that, like an Optimus Prime, one after another.
The gap between them is more than hundreds of millions of times.
What's more terrifying is that the golden origin is still instilling, and it doesn't mean to stop at all.
If it wasn't for the cosmic will, what was the reason that made him love this son so much.
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In the blink of an eye, another three years passed.
"Crack~~~"
Amidst the darkness, there seemed to be a voice, Yang Fan's physical shackles finally broke through.
Successfully transforming the body into a treasure, it is terrifying. You must know that the witch race, known as the first refining race, does not use the witch race’s true body secret method and pure physical defense. It is comparable to the treasure of the universe, except for the twelve ancestors of the witch. Come out a few people.
In an instant, even the original beam of light swelled outward in a large circle.
With the breakthrough of the divine body, Yang Fan swallowed his speed and once again soared by a notch.
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Ten years later.
"Om~~~Om~~~Om~~~"
The original beam of light with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, 30,000 li… 10,000 li… 5,000 li… thousands of li… hundreds of li…
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"Huh... It's finally over."
The top rulers all around let out a sigh of relief, and if they continue, they must be crazy.
Ten years, a full ten years, how much of the origin of heaven and earth is this.
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after one day.
The original beam of light completely disappeared without a trace.
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, with a surprise that couldn't be concealed on his face. At this moment, it was really stronger than ever.
The inner world directly expanded hundreds of times, and compared to the eternal worlds of many high-level and low-level universe venerables, it was not inferior or even surpassed. Moreover, the power of the Middle Thousand World was transformed into the power of the Great Thousand World, originally Yang Fan’s world. The power is pure and terrifying, no less than the power of the great world controlled by some top masters.
Now all of a sudden, it was more than tens of times more refined, which was even worse than some low-level cosmic venerables, that is, it was a bit inferior.
Coupled with the vast world comparable to the eternal world of the higher and lower universes, Yang Fan can almost match the lower and lower universes by relying on the vast world in his body.
Although the power of the pure flesh shell is not like the power of the world, it has expanded thousands of times, but it has also risen a step, comparable to some advanced half-step venerables.
In the end, including the horrible flesh of the treasure, Yang Fan's overall strength has skyrocketed thousands of times.
It has properly entered the ranks of intermediate cosmic sages, and it is not as simple as intermediate and low cosmic sacreds.
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"Swish~~~wish~~~wish~~~"
In all directions, the top masters quickly tore the space apart, all of them used their milk to eat, only hating their parents for giving them two legs.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
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