Giant Beast God Realm, Beast God Heavenly Palace.
Looking at the closed gate of Heavenly Palace, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with determination.
After finally entering the place of the behemoth supreme inheritance, let him go back empty-handed, how can Yang Fan be willing, since there is no way to open the door of the heavenly palace in the memory of those behemoths, he can only rely on his own means.
He didn't believe it. With his cultivation strength, he couldn't break the closed gate of the Heavenly Palace.
"Roar... Open this seat!"
With a soft drink, the chaotic divine power in his body swiftly circulated, Yang Fan turned his hand into a blade, and slashed towards the gate of the palace.
With this knife, Yang Fan didn’t hide anything, and the ten layers of power were fully deployed. Compared with that year when he fought with that Youyuan Supreme clone, he was ten times more powerful. The horror of power was tens of trillions times that of Invincible Dzogchen Standard. Supreme, among many ordinary avenue Supremes, can be regarded as outstanding.
That Youyuan Supreme, if you don't use the Great Dao artifacts to explode the Great Dao's magical powers, that's just the case, and it may be worse.
"Pouch..."
Passing by, space, airflow, matter... everything, everything, all collapsed into dregs.
It's too late to say, then soon!
Countless countless ancient god patterns rose from the beast god's heavenly palace, and instantly formed a god pattern barrier.
Yang Fan slashed on the barrier of the gods, making the barrier extremely distorted, and faintly, traces of dense cracks appeared.
Almost at the same time, countless phantoms of giant beasts appeared in the beast god's palace, flaring their teeth and claws, roaring ferociously.
The terrifying roar of the beasts sounded like a god of thunder in the sky, exploding in the sea of knowledge of Yang Fan, taking Yang Fan's soul directly.
"What a behemoth supreme, it really has a dark hand."
Yang Fan's heart condensed, with his spirit power, ripples amid the roar of the ten thousand beasts.
It was replaced by the Purple Flame Demon Venerable, Qingxuan princes and others, already shattered by the sound of the beast's roar.
"It's a pity that I ran into this seat and broke this seat!"
Yang Fan's hands were blades, and he attacked frantically.
Although the divine soul attack was terrifying and could easily obliterate the Invincible Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, it was still far from hurting Yang Fan.
The most is to make his soul shake slightly, it's nothing.
If there is one, Dao Sacred Item Level Soul Defense Sacred Tool, that point of Soul Attack, Yang Fan can completely ignore it.
It is a pity that the Dao Sacred Artifact-level Soul Defense Artifact is far more precious than other Dao Sacred Tools of the same level. Not to mention the ordinary Dao Supremes like Youyuan Supreme, even among the old-brand Dao Supremes, there are many people who do not have them.
In a short time, don't be delusional.
I don’t know if this giant beast supreme inheritance possesses the Dadao Artifact Grade Divine Soul Defense Artifact
Of course, even if it's just an ordinary Dao artifact, it's not bad.
Enough to make his combat power soar a lot.
Really have the power to compete head-on with Quasi-two-star supreme.
On the enchantment of the gods, the fine and dense traces of cracks are rapidly expanding in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.
after one day.
"Break it to this seat!"
"boom!"
Heaven ~ collapse ~ earth ~ crack!
The god pattern barrier finally reached its endurance limit, completely shattered and exploded into powder.
Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was him. The Primordial Chaos God's physique was against the sky, and his energy was limitless. It was replaced by another one-star supreme. It was not that easy to burst this god pattern enchantment, at least ten days. Half a month, or even longer.
Every knife, every blow, is a full blow. It's fine for a short time, but if it's a day in a row, even Dao Zhizun can't stand it.
You know, Yang Fan can cut tens of thousands of knives in a single instant. In a day, I don't know how many instants, Yang Fan's attacks are more than hundreds of billions, trillions of trillions.
Next second...
Yang Fan casually slashed on the gate of the palace of the day, without the guardian of the enchantment of gods, the gate is a harder top jade, and it is inferior to the lower-grade artifacts of the Dao Dao. Where can Yang Fan be able to bear it? A blow from the Great Dao, instantly shattered into slag.
"Behemoth Supreme, let me see how many possessions you have left for this seat."
Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and he stepped into the Heavenly Palace of the Beast God.
What catches the eye is a corridor with a length of tens of thousands of miles, and on both sides of the corridor, every one million miles, stands a stone sculpture wearing armor and measuring up to one million feet.
These stone sculptures are lifelike, as if they are alive. They all look like people, with tiger heads, lion heads, leopard heads...there are thousands of appearances.
"Those who trespass in the palace, die!"
Suddenly, the sound of a great road resounded in the long corridor.
"Puff...Puff...Puff...Puff..."
The stone sculptures began to fall off from their bodies, and a powerful aura comparable to the Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, rose from them.
Although it is only the most common Dzogchen Quasi-Sovereign, that is, the six-star emperor of the source of chaos, the number is too much, thousands and tens of thousands, even if it is the invincible Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, in so many ordinary Under Dzogchen's quasi-supreme siege, if they do not retreat, they can only be surrounded and killed by them.
Yang Fan’s eyes lit up first, but soon dimmed. These are just special puppets refined by the Giant Beast Supreme. Although the combat power is not weaker than the ordinary Dzogchen Quasi-Sovereign, it is the power of the original source, not to mention the power of the great beast. Compared with the perfect quasi-superior, it is far from the extreme quasi-superior, and it is barely better than the intermediate quasi-superior.
If there are tens of thousands of ordinary Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, then the harvest is by no means weaker than the invincible Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme. You can replace them with these puppets. The last top Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme that can be reached is a big one. Unknown.
"No, these puppets are not useless."
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Yang Fan's mind. He looked down on these puppets, a top-notch Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, that source of power, compared with today's Yang Fan, is nothing but a drop in the bucket, but it doesn't mean that other people don't like it Fighting puppets.
This is a Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, even if it lacks magical powers and artifacts, it can only be regarded as the weakest Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme, and it is also Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme.
Enough to become the treasure of a quasi-superior race.
If these fighting puppets are brought back to the outside world, then some forces will compete for these fighting puppets.
It is very easy for a puppet to sell all the belongings of an ordinary Dzogchen quasi-senior.
Moreover, when he leaves the source of chaos, there is no need to be afraid of hiding anything.
One hundred million, or even hundreds of millions of epochs have passed, Yang Fan is confident that he can be promoted to the Intermediate Chaos God King the last time with his own cultivation. With good luck, the advanced Chaos God King is not impossible. The true strength will never be better than those of the ancestors. The difference from the Supreme is even worse.
Even if several ancestors join forces, but he can't beat him, he can retreat calmly.
"Oh, come over to this seat!"
As soon as he thought about it, Yang Fan moved forward quickly, and every time he flickered, at least a dozen, as many as dozens of fighting puppets were brought into chaos by Yang Fan.
These are all the belongings of an ordinary Dzogchen Quasi-Supreme.
Yang Fan's belongings are directly snowballing, swelling quickly.
An hour later.
Yang Fan successfully penetrated the dark corridor, with a total of 23,632 fighting puppets, which was a lot more than Yang Fan had expected, making Yang Fan's worth soaring more than ten times.
Next second...
Yang Fan appeared in a wide hall.
In an instant, Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and his eyes were full of scorching glow.
"Treasures, all of them are treasures, they are worthy of being the Supreme Dao, really extraordinary!"