Hunyuan Universe, On Daoshan.
A group of elders and disciples stared at Yang Fan on the ring with an unbelievable expression.
What they heard, Yang Fan actually accepted Suo Lin's challenge.
Could he be kicked in the head by a donkey, is it true that the power of will is omnipotent
You know, even among the twenty-seven true disciples of the quasi-god realm, Suan is not a weak one, enough to be ranked 15th or 6th, far from Qiong Lin, and Kuishi and his ilk are comparable, as early as 300,000. Before the epoch, he fought a limit quasi-god for three days and three nights, regardless of victory or defeat. Now that 300,000 epochs have passed, its true combat power will inevitably improve a lot, even if it is not as good as the Dzogchen quasi-god. It will be too much.
And Yang Fan, even in his heyday, can slowly drag to death a middle-level quasi-god king with a strong divine body defense.
Compared with Suan Lin, it was more than a thousand times weaker, ten thousand times weaker, and it was not a matter of level.
Not to mention, he is still seriously injured today.
Could it be that a series of victories have completely blinded his eyes and made him forget how many catties he has
Except for this explanation, they really couldn't find a second possibility.
"Hey, Yang Fan is still too young."
Peak ring.
A long rainbow runs through the world and shoots into the ring.
In the Changhong, walking a young man wearing a gorgeous divine armor, his eyes are dizzy, invincible, and the ancient majestic aura erupted from all over his body. A casual sigh seemed to be capable of destroying thousands of universes.
"Junior Brother Yang Fan, you are so courageous, you dare to take up the challenge of this seat, but the gap between you and me cannot be made up by will and courage alone. Give up, this seat does not want to hurt you." To Yang Fan, his voice was flat, as if he was telling a certain fact.
The power of will, although mysterious, sometimes can reverse a crisis and turn defeat into victory.
But that was only limited to one rank difference, and he was stronger than Yang Fan by two and three ranks.
In this battle, Yang Fan had no chance of winning.
"Senior Brother Sulin, don't talk too much. If you lose by the time, it won't look so good on the face." Yang Fan did not show any weakness, chuckled, if it weren't for worrying that it would provoke the Dao Gong giants, the highest is not too big. Consummating the fighting power of the Quasi-God King, he could destroy thousands of ants by blowing his breath casually.
"Junior Brother Yang Fan, you..."
Suo Lin opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He just wanted to seize the sacred mountain of Canglin, but he didn't really want to forge Yang Fan, the enemy.
The low-level chaos god cultivation base, the mid-level quasi-god king's combat power, this is basically Daozi level enchanting, future achievements, limitless, by no means he can compare.
He just didn't wait for him to say the following words, his pupils just shrank, revealing a touch of incredulity.
"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"
Yang Fan's whole body is constantly scouring the endless golden light of the gaps in the roads, and it is soaring. The terrifying wounds begin to heal directly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a moment, they will return to the original state. The whole body is a hundred times, a thousand times, and infinite. Climbing, as if never ending.
"I'm not dazzled, he actually...he still hides?"
"This coercion...this coercion, the top quasi-god king is nothing more than this, this... this... this..."
In all directions, a group of elder disciples were so startled that their jaws almost couldn't close together. This sudden change was completely beyond their imagination.
This Yang Fan, is he still a human
And this scheming, this hiding, is it really that junior who is less than one hundred thousand years old
"Damn, we were all deceived by him. He is not a badly injured body at all. Anything that depends on tenacious support by will is all deceptive."
"Insidious, Yang Fan is really sinister."
Fourteen true disciples, including Ivan, looked at Yang Fan on the ring, with a faint resentment in their eyes, a deep-seated woman who came even more than that deep-seated woman.
At this moment, if they didn't understand that everything was Yang Fan's disguise, they would have lived so many eras in vain.
Yang Fan, Yang Fan, there is no such pitfall.
The dignified quasi-god king, and even the quasi-limit quasi-god king's combat power, so painstakingly calculating them, can they still have a face
Did the sincerity between people let you feed the dog
"Huh... It's okay, fortunately, I'm a step slower, otherwise, hiss..."
More true biography disciples felt fortunate in their hearts. Almost, the contribution value of tens of millions of Dao Palace was lost.
This Yang Fan, it's better to stay away from now on, so that he doesn't know when he calculates it.
This forbearance is really frightening.
Over the ring.
Elder Mo Ke looked a little dazed, and sighed quietly, "Brother Lan Yu, in terms of eyesight, you are better!"
If it were not for the arbitrariness of the elder Lan Yu, he would directly let Yang Fan stay in the Canglin sacred mountain. Instead of him, he would at most arrange a top 100 four-level sacred mountain to serve as Yang Fan's dojo.
"Brother Mo Ke, where, where."
Elder Lan Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he chuckled, but the shock in his heart was not much inferior to Elder Moko.
Although he could see that Yang Fan was quite extraordinary, otherwise, he would not be able to stand aside and let Yang Fan enjoy the alternate Dao sub-level treatment, but Yang Fan's enchanting level was beyond his imagination.
The low-level chaos god, the power of the top-level quasi-god king, this kind of evildoer is rare among the many Daozi-level evildoers.
At least, among the thirteen Taoists of the Hunyuan Taoist Palace of this generation, there is no one who can challenge the top-level quasi-god king in the low-level Chaos God.
With Yang Fan's enchanting potential, surpassing thirteen Daozi is a matter of time.
Unfortunately, Yang Fan today lacks time.
Before he knew it, there was a touch of regret in Elder Lan Yu's eyes.
Otherwise, Yang Fan would be an excellent investment target, and coupled with the good fate when he started, once he reaches the top of the palace, he will inevitably have his share.
The position of the palace lord of the Hunyuan Dao Palace is not fixed, but the 100 billion era is one term, and the next palace lord is selected from the Daozi of the past dynasties.
Nowadays, the time limit of the contemporary palace lord's reign has exceeded 99.9 billion epochs. If there is less than 80 million epochs, he will abdicate to the virtuous.
Even if Yang Fan's talent potential is several times, or even ten times that of other Daozi, if he wants to surpass the other thirteen Daozi and inherit the position of Palace Lord in a short period of less than 80 million years, his hope is infinitely close to zero. .
Of the 13 contemporary Taoists, none of them is simple, the weakest, and they are not inferior to him. They are only one step away from the quasi-superior giants. Among them, all the best have been promoted to the quasi-superior and squeezed into the ranks of the giants.
Not only that, they have been operating in Dao Palace for tens of billions of epochs one by one, and they have long been entrenched.
There are basically quasi-superior giants behind them, and some people even support them with more than one or two quasi-superior giants.
As for Yang Fan, don't talk about the support of the quasi-superior giants, not even the ordinary elders. '
The gap between them, which is the time of nearly 80 million epochs, can make up, and it is more than ten times, and one hundred times is about the same.
On the ring.
Suo Lin looked at Yang Fan, showing a touch of bitterness, strange... Monster, this Yang Fan is really a monster.
The low-level Chaos God, the top-level Quasi-God King, in the meantime, there are four major levels and dozens of major levels. Is this really something a human race can do
Thinking of him, Xilin, you are the young master of the Tianya clan, and the evildoer Tianjiao of the Tianya clan is not born out of the world. When in the low-level Chaos God Realm, it is worthy to be able to burst out the top-level high-level Chaos God battle power.
The gap between the two is more than billions of light years.
Compared with this monster, what kind of arrogant is he, what kind of evildoer
To say that he is a mediocrity is worthy of him.
"Huh..." took a deep breath, and Suo Lin persuaded again, "Junior Brother Yang Fan, I really don't want to hurt you, you should give up."