Nanque Star, Wanzhen Building.
Yang Fan sat casually in a position by the window, pouring and drinking.
After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Fan still didn't rush to the Great Chaos of Qin Lin.
With his current cultivation strength, he still wants to defeat God Lord Qin Lin in the Great Chaos of Qin Lin, but he is still too far behind. Divine Lord Qin Lin has nearly a million years of history, which is not what he can imagine. The God Lord Qin Lin stayed in Qin Lin's Great Chaos.
It's not that Yang Fan didn't think about sending a clone to sneak into Qin Lin's Great Chaos, but after thinking about it, he still dispelled the idea.
Although as he was promoted to the Half Trail King, the power of the Divine Soul clone has improved a lot, but at most it is comparable to the top-tier intermediate Dao King like Huo Yuan Dao King. With this power, it is not a problem to clean up those low-level Dao Kings. , It’s not an exaggeration to say that it is easy to catch, but if you want to suppress the Intermediate Dao King, but it is too weak, the weakest low-level Intermediate Dao King is sure to escape from his hands.
As far as Yang Fan was concerned, the low-level Dao King was nothing but a drop in the bucket. Even if Qin Lin was chaotic, all the low-level Dao Kings would not be worthy of a middle-level Dao King, and he could not improve his cultivation.
Unless Yang Fan is willing, just like God Lord Qin Lin, spend a lot of resources to create a main battle clone.
It’s just that there’s no need for that at all. Really have so many resources to use to improve one’s cultivation base
Qin Lin Divine Lord’s main battle clones, which one consumes no less resources than all the possessions of a low-level and high-level Taoist king, or even worse.
Not to mention, the time spent during this period was tens of thousands of development plans.
For an old monster like God Lord Qin Lin who has lived for tens of millions of Genji, tens of thousands of Genji are nothing, but Yang Fan, from the time he beats his mother, it’s less than 500 billion epochs. , Not even a fraction of Yan Ji.
It would take thousands of Yanji to create a main battle clone, it is better to find a place and close the deadlock.
No matter how strong his accumulation is, he can easily take that step and be promoted to the king of the avenue after retreating for thousands of years.
Qin Lin could not go to the Great Chaos for the time being, Yang Fan finally came to this Jin Yuan Great Chaos, chaotic Xinghai.
Swallowing and refining the two middle-level Dao Kings, Lei Meng King and Six-arm Dao King, Yang Fan also forcibly read their soul memory.
It is indeed an old monster who has survived hundreds of thousands of Yanji. He knows the truth that eggs cannot be put in a basket. Each of them has left a lot of back players, and even a lot of back players. They are not in Qin Lin's Great Chaos. Outside.
And in this chaotic sea of stars, there is a treasure of King Raymond. Of course, within this treasure, King Raymond has laid many traps and bans. It is that some top-tier intermediate Dao Kings ventured into it. It is possible to be embarrassed.
But to Yang Fan, the so-called trap prohibition is nothing at all.
Pushing horizontally all the way, he easily took out the treasure of King Raymond.
"Huh? Unexpectedly, the Nanque star can still meet Human Race."
Suddenly, a flash of surprise flashed in Yang Fan’s eyes. Don’t look at these epochs. Most of the people he encountered were human bodies, but in fact, these were humanoids resembling human races at most, and there was still a big difference with true pure-blood human races. the difference.
Even Yang Fan had some doubts whether the real human race was only owned by Little Chaos.
This is not impossible, in fact, most races, their footprints are only in a chaos.
For the time being, the Three Thousand Chaos Chaos is the most common low-level chaos. If you want to break through the chaos crystal wall and enter the Hongmeng Tianxu, you have at least the triple heaven supreme cultivation base.
Looking at Yang Fan's journey, the Triple Heavenly Sovereign seems to be nothing. In Qin Lin's Great Chaos, there are even more powerful ones. There are as many as stars and countless. But in fact, the Triple Heavenly Sovereign and most ethnic groups are both. It is a big legend.
Like Yang Fan and the others, if it weren't for the sudden emergence of a monster like Yang Fan, let alone the Triple Heavenly Sovereign, the Double Heavenly Sovereign would not be able to find a single one.
"It's just that the situation of my fellow clan is a bit bad!"
Wanzhen Building, a million miles away.
A handsome young man in a white robe with sword eyebrows and starry eyes was covered in blood and fled in embarrassment. With one hand, he was pulling a beautiful girl about eighteen years old. On the face of the city, she was extremely pale and bloodless. , I see pity.
A red burning divine flame descended from the sky, directly blocking their path.
In an instant, the divine flame evolved into a young man wearing a flame divine armor with a divine flame mark beating between his eyebrows.
A Nine Heavens Supreme Coercion radiated from him continuously, Hao Hao ****, crushed towards the man and woman.
This is not over yet, yet another flame is falling from the sky.
Appeared around a man and a woman, besieging that man and woman.
There were a total of 16 people, all dressed in red glazed armor, with arrogant aura, all of them were the Supremes of the Eighth Heaven Dao, and a few of them stepped into the realm of the Nine Heavens Dao Supreme.
It is not difficult to see that the youth of the Flame God Armor is extraordinary.
The Eighth Heaven Supreme is not a roadside Chinese cabbage. When placed in a dignified country like Xuancang Hou State, he can become a clan elder, and he can protect one of the sixteen Eighth Heaven Supreme. There is no such qualification.
"The humble human aphids, the young master's favorite person has nothing to gain. Obediently hand over that beauty, and then catch it with his hands. No way, if the young master is happy, you can still have a dog's life." Na Huo The young man of God Armor was condescending to look down at the man and the woman, and the gaze of the girl was filled with greed and scorching enthusiasm.
"Young Star Master Nanyun, my master is the Great Dragon Star. Looking at my master, please let the Young Star Master let us leave Nanque Star." The human youth gritted his teeth and lifted it out. When he came from his own backstage, he would definitely not be able to beat him. Not to mention that the Nanque star was the other's nest, and just these people in front of him were not something their seniors could deal with.
Now I only hope that the prestige of his own master can make this young star master of Nanyun feel jealous.
"Hahaha..." Hearing this, the young master Nanyun seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed loudly," a mere old Longxing man wanted to give him face. Is he worthy too?"
The Dragon Star is just a Tier 3 great Lord, and he is the son of the Nanque Star Lord, and one of the few heirs most favored, not to mention the Tier 3 great Lord, that is, the Tier 5 and Tier 6 great Lords. He didn't care much about it.
You know, his father Nanque Star Lord is a half-travel king, a member of Chaos Star Sea's top overlord.
"Aphids, no one can save you today. It's your No. 1 human race-Great Lord Ming Luo who dares to come to my Nanquexing, so you have to obediently give this young master his tail and behave."
The human youth gritted his teeth and wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed again.
The strength of their human race is not weak, but compared with the Chaos Star Sea's top overlord, the Nanque clan, it is not a star or a half. Even if the seventh-order Great Lord Mingluo, in the eyes of the half-walking king of the Nanque Star Master, it is nothing but Just a little stronger ant.
Is it true that my junior sister and I can't escape this calamity today
Unknowingly, the eyes of the two collided together, vaguely seeing the touch of death in each other's eyes.
Even if he died, he would never fall into the hands of the demon, Nan Yun.
Otherwise, what awaits them is to survive but not to die.
at this time... ...
A contemptuous voice swept from all directions, "Humble ants, are you deceiving me?"