Taihong treasure house, Hanli cave sky.
Heaven ~ collapse ~ earth ~ crack!
The Nether Heavenly Enchantment finally reached its limit, and it was completely shattered.
Dim and without light, the Nether Heavenly Bead with faintly thin and dense cracks turned into a stream of light, returning to the body of Qinhui Demon Venerable again.
"Ah... No, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, Chu Sheng, my Jiuyou Di Minghu Clan will not let you go..."
With an extremely desperate howl, Qinhui Demon Venerable was directly captured by Yang Fan in his hand.
"Not good..." Qinhui Demon Sovereign was suppressed by that monster..."
"Uuuuu...what should we do, what should we do?"
"Hate! That hate in this seat! Why did I believe the nonsense of old man Qinhui..."
Despair, endless despair spreads in the hearts of the heavenly demon palace quasi-sovereign. As soon as Qinhui Demon Lord is suppressed, it is not their turn. Given the relationship between the heavenly demon palace and the Hunyuan Taoist palace, this lunatic will never Maybe let them go. If time can go back, they will never listen to Qinhui Demon Venerable's rhetoric and wade into this muddy water.
Unfortunately, in this world, there is no regret medicine to buy.
at this time... ...
Yang Fan's gaze turned, Sen Leng's gaze swept over the remaining fourteen quasi-seniors, "Next, it's your turn."
In the voice, there was a hint of excitement that was hard to suppress.
Sixteen quasi-sovereigns, this is definitely the biggest gain so far, plus the many treasures of heaven and wealth they treasured, Yang Fan seems to have seen the top chaotic god beckon to him again.
At that time, even if his combat power is not as good as the Invincible Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, he will not be inferior much, and he can be called the first-rate power among the Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme.
The huge Hunyuan Taoist Palace, in addition to the great Taoist Supreme, can be compared to a handful of them!
"No, let go of this seat, this seat is the sixth son of Allah, if you dare to hurt this seat, my father will never die with you.”
"The original Demon Lord of the Siyuan Demon Race, if you dare to hurt this seat, my Siyuan Demon Race will not rest with you!"
"This seat is the third disciple of the Thousand Arms Demon Venerable. If there is anything in this seat, Master, he will definitely not let you go."
The demon statues were stern, and they carried out their backgrounds one after another, hoping to frighten Yang Fan back.
"Are you finished? Then get me on the road obediently!"
Yang Fan sneered, making it as if he didn't suppress them, and the forces behind them would let him go. From the moment he joined the Hunyuan Taoist Palace, he and the Heavenly Demon Temple and the major demons under his command were destined to be deadly enemies.
Either you die, or I die!
Talking.
Yang Fan danced with his arms, two big hands covering the sky tearing apart the void, suppressing the seven middle-level quasi-supreme and the six low-level quasi-supreme.
"Ah... No, let me go, please let me go."
"Roar... This seat surrendered, surrendered. As long as there are many young adults, the young ones will swear allegiance to them in the future."
"Adults, the little ones are willing to come down. The adults show compassion and give the little dog the name. From now on, you will call the little one to the east, and the little one will never go west. You let me catch a chicken, and the little one will never go west. Don't chase the dog."
There is a great horror between life and death, especially when these high-ranking demon veterans have gone through countless hardships before they have been promoted to quasi-supreme. They don't want to die. They really don't want to die. They are even more afraid of death than ordinary mortals.
"Surrender to this seat? No need!"
The greatest value of these Demon Lords is to become his growth resource and help him rise to the top of your Chaos God, rather than becoming his slaves.
"What? No, how is this possible..."
The pupils of the mid-to-low-level Quasi-Supreme shrank, and they couldn't believe their ears.
Quasi-Supreme slaves, even the real Dzogchen Master Supremacy must be moved by it. How could this guy, a quasi-superior of the highest rank, be unmoved.
The value between the dead Quasi-Supreme and the Alive Quasi-Supreme is completely on two levels, and the difference is more than ten times.
But the big hand that covered the sky from the sky couldn't tolerate them not believing it all.
"Ah... No, this seat has not yet broken through, has not yet been promoted to the semi-superior, this seat is not reconciled, not reconciled..."
"Hoo...chu Sheng, you must die, you will have retribution, there will be retribution..."
"Master, he won't let you go, this seat is waiting for you below..."
In the sound of extremely bitter curses, the seven middle-level quasi-supreme, the six low-level quasi-supreme, none of them were left, all were captured by Yang Fan.
"In the end, you are left."
Yang Fan turned his eyes, and landed on the only high-rank Quasi-Sovereign who was still attacking the Yin-Yang Demon Realm frantically.
The voice did not fall.
Yang Fan just turned his palm to suppress the high-ranking quasi-superior.
"Ah... No, forgive me, my lord is forgiving..."
The Wuya Demon Venerable, whose mind is completely broken, can't instil the slightest fighting spirit. With ten layers of strength, it can't be half of it. It's not much stronger than the quasi-high-level quasi-supreme such as Jade Spirit Elder and Troll Elder, even for a moment After time, he was completely suppressed by Yang Fan.
"Good things, really good things, it's a pity..."
Looking at the Yin-Yang Demon Realm, Yang Fan shook his head and sighed. Without this Yin-Yang Demon Realm, he wanted to wipe out the sixteen demon venerables in one net, probably not more than half. The power of the ban was stronger than the silver light he controlled. When the tower comes, it will be much stronger.
If he could control this yin and yang demon world, it would be those extreme quasi-supreme, Yang Fan had seven or eight levels of assurance to completely suppress them.
But only relying on the silver light tower in his hand to face the limit quasi supreme, not to mention the seven or eight levels of grasp, it is the three levels of grasp, Yang Fan did not have it.
However, the Yin-Yang Demon Realm is a special enchantment arranged by the Yin-Yang Demon Venerable with his own innate supernatural powers—Yin-Yang Divine Light as the core, coupled with his powerful formation cultivation base, Yang Fan is almost impossible to restore it, even if it is used Swallowing the sky and the earth ~ The law swallowed the Yin and Yang Demon Venerable and robbed his talented supernatural power-Yin and Yang Divine Light.
Swallowing the sky and the earth ~ Although the law is against the sky, it can swallow and plunder everything, but the talented supernatural powers looted are somewhat different from the original supernatural powers, and they can display up to eight to nine levels of power.
Of course, the most important thing is Yang Fan's formation cultivation base. This is Yang Fan's major shortcoming. It can't be compared with his real combat power. Compared with some top Chaos Kings, they are all inferior!
Even if he swallows the memory of the sixteen demon gods and souls, his formation cultivation level can be compared with some low-level quasi-supreme, and the Yin and Yang Demon Lord, the top god formation master who is in the top 100 in the heavenly devil temple. In comparison, the difference is not even a star and a half.
At that time, even if the Yin and Yang Demon Realm can be arranged, it will be a nondescript copycat. I am afraid that even the original three-point power may not be possessed.
Don't say that dealing with the extreme quasi-supreme is enough to deal with the high-level quasi-supreme.
As far as Yang Fan is concerned, it is completely tasteless.
Gently shook his head to shake off the distracting thoughts in my heart.
Next second...
A punch blasted out, hitting the Yin-Yang Demon Realm.
"Puffy~~~Puffy~~~Puffy~~~"
In an instant, the Devildom of Yin and Yang began to crack and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just when the Yin and Yang Demon Realm completely collapsed.
Yang Fan's face suddenly turned pale, Yang Tian spouted a big mouthful of blood, and his entire breath quickly languished. Without a breath, it weakened the nine layers and ninety-nine layers... more than that, compared to the low-level Qing Tiger Demon Venerable who has just been promoted. The quasi-supreme is not much stronger.
Yang Fan kept coughing up blood, and his whole person was like a candle in the wind that had run out of oil.
at this time... ...
A frantic voice fell from the sky and blew in Yang Fan's ears.
"Hahaha... Luck, it's luck. After the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole, this seat is the final winner. Seeing from the same family of the Hunyuan Taoist Palace, hand over all the possessions, and then swear. Swear allegiance to this seat, this seat spares you not to die!"