"A bunch of spicy chickens, all kneel down for me!!"
Yang Fan's voice is like a bronze bell, the voice of the devil, sweeping the world.
"Damn bastard, you dare to deceive me like this?" Zhao Zheng and the other ten true biography all glared, breathing fire in both eyes, as if the enraged beast wanted to eat people. The terrifying coercion that seemed like the might of heaven, one could not kneel, even if he died, he could not kneel. Once he succumbed to his knees, they would really be over. They would live in the shadow of Yang Fan for the rest of their lives, and there would never be a day of detachment.
"The people of the earth-falling hounds, dare to resist, kneel to me!!!"
"Boom..."
Yang Fan stepped out one step, his whole body's momentum soared in an instant.
With a desperate cry of sorrow, the true biography of a statue was almost at the same time, his knees softened, and he knelt on the thunder spirit sacred pond. In the blink of an eye, in addition to the three true biography of Zhao Zheng and others who have already proven the status of the upper emperor, The other seven real disciples all knelt down.
"Just your three spicy chickens, still want to fight to the end!!!" A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Fan's momentum suddenly rose to the extreme, as if the ancient demon god was resurrected, with power and power over the world, invincible.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ...
With Yang Fan as the center, the space within a radius of ten feet, all collapsed into slag, and evolved into the primitive chaos! ! !
"Roar! The little devil in the courtyard, how can you make this young man succumb, can't kneel, never kneel..." Zhao Zheng and other three high-ranking emperors roared and twisted their faces to the extreme. As terrifying as that hell ghost.
Unwilling! Unwilling! They are the strongest in the young generation of the Saint Extreme Sect, and the lower court untouchables who have not grown up at all. How can He De let them surrender these peerless evildoers.
The straight backs of the three of Zhao Zheng gradually healed. What can they do if they are unwilling? In the face of absolute power, everything is vain.
After ten breaths.
Sun Yang, the third true biography of Zhao Zheng, who was the weakest among the three, couldn't hold on, and knelt down.
Zhou Kun of the second true biography was also unable to resist, surrendering to Yang Fan's coercion and power, only the first true biography Zhao Zheng was left, still struggling to support it.
"Trash! Kneel to me!!!" Yang Fan grinned, the surrounding coercion suddenly condensed into a single wave, and rolled towards Zhao Zheng.
"Ah, no..." The terrifying coercion that skyrocketed several times exceeded the limit of Zhao Zheng's endurance in an instant, causing him to burst out a desperate and unwilling cry before the beast was about to die. Wailing.
No one of the Ten Great Legends could stand in front of Yang Fan anymore, and all of them knelt under Yang Fan's feet.
"Get out! Get me out of the Thunder Spirit Sacred Pool!!!" Yang Fan didn't hurt them. After all, everyone is a disciple of the Saint Extreme Sect. They all go out of the same school, and dominate the Thunder Spirit Sacred Pool. It's too late.
Of course, it was mainly Zhao Zheng and others, who just wanted to suppress Yang Fan, and didn't really make any murderous intentions, otherwise, Yang Fan would care about the same door and different door! ! !
"You..." The Top Ten True Legends gave Yang Fan a hateful look, and finally exited the Thunder Spirit Sacred Pool in a desperate manner. This time, it was really a steal. I wanted to expel the monster Yang Fan from the Thunder Spirit Sacred Pool. They could share the Thunder Spirit Sacred Pool. Unexpectedly, this Yang Fan was so against the sky. The collection of their ten true transmission powers is far from its opponent! ! !
If they knew this before, they said nothing would trouble Yang Fan! ! !
Isn’t it just being affected? The big deal is that the submerged repair is done at the edge of the sacred pond. Although the effect is a little worse, it is better than nothing.
It’s fine now, not to mention eating meat, but I don’t even have to drink soup! ! !
After dismissing the Ten Truths, Yang Fan continued to retreat and meditate, swallowing the black hole across the sky, like a giant whale absorbing water, frantically swallowing the water of thunder spirit, refined into the most pure heaven and earth spiritual power, and merged into Yang Fan’s life golden core Among.
"God, why are you so unfair?"
"This kid is not your illegitimate child, why are you so partial to him?"
Looking at Yang Fan, who was frantically refining the water in the god pool, the top ten truths were full of envy, jealousy and hatred. I really wished that God would drop Dao Ting directly and kill this nasty bastard! ! !
The center of the Thunder Spirit Pool.
Yang Fan closed his eyes tightly, as if he hadn't noticed the jealous gaze of the truth, as long as they didn't come to provoke him, Yang Fan wouldn't have so much time to take care of them! ! !
Time flows like water, and in the blink of an eye, five days have passed.
Yang Fan's body's five-color fascination rose, like a towering body like a hill, once again skyrocketed by several feet, breaking through! Yang Fanxiu succeeded in breaking through a small realm and stepping into the mid-term realm of the middle king! ! !
"Damn kid, you can't die!!!" Zhao Zheng's eyes are full of resentment. At this time, even if he didn't break through to the upper middle emperor, at least he was at the peak of the upper emperor's early stage. , All this caused the little ghost to destroy, without the help of the Thunder Spirit God's pool, in these three months, let alone break through the realm, whether he can make his cultivation level more diligent is still unknown.
This hatred is not shared! ! !
Soon, another week passed.
The Thunder Spirit Sacred Pool, which is more than a thousand feet deep, is now just over eight hundred feet! ! !
"Boom..."
Yang Fan's body momentum is rising again and again, soaring wildly! ! !
The late stage of the middle king! ! !
One month later.
The Lei Ling Shenchi was three hundred feet shallow again, leaving only five hundred feet deep.
Yang Fanxiu went a step further and reached the pinnacle of the median king.
The momentum of the whole body is more than twice, twice stronger than when it just broke through the middle of the king. If the Ten True Legends are attacking Yang Fan at this time, I am afraid that even Yang Fan’s land of ten feet will not be approached. That terrifying and invincible aura crushed to the ground, unable to move! ! !
Two months later.
Yang Fan swallowed the last drop of water in the god's pool, and the huge Thunder Spirit's pool was dry, and there was no trace of water. ,
"Gurulu...refining...refining, refining... the entire pool of thunder spirit and divine water... .. ... has been absorbed and refined by him, this... how long is it?"
"Two... two months, just two months, he... is he still human?"
"Weird... Monsters!!!"
The ten true legends were stunned and horrified. This pool of thunder spirit divine water was specially prepared for the eleven of them. It was replaced by ten of them. Not to mention just two months, that is, the expiry of three months. Whether it can completely absorb refining is a big unknown! ! !
"Rumble..."
Yang Fan's eyes opened slightly, and a touch of regret flashed vaguely, almost, just a little bit, he was able to break through to the realm of the upper king, but at this critical juncture, the thunder spirit divine water was gone.
And without the help of Lei Ling Shenshui, he wanted to take that last step, but some have waited, not for ten or eight years, I'm afraid I don't want to think about it.
"Hey! Forget it! People have to be content, this time I have got enough benefits!!!" Two months of hard work, at least save him decades of hard work, and compared to those few unfortunately Come, I am lucky enough.
After some self-comfort, Yang Fan felt much better.
Soon, Yang Fan began to cultivate hard again. Although there was no Thunder Spirit Water, Yang Fan did not want to waste one month, but did not continue to improve his cultivation level. Instead, he took out various top spiritual essences and started. To upgrade the Five Elements Demon God’s battle body, if you only rely on the spirit crystals to practice step-by-step hard work, in just one month, his cultivation base can be improved a little bit is considered good, but the Five Elements Demon God battle body is different, as long as there are enough top five elements Lingcui, one month is enough to make him take a big step forward.
Here, Yang Fan had to thank Xiahai Wuya for their selfless dedication. All of them are worthy of the top evil spirits of the young generation. Their combat power is comparable to the supreme emperor, and their worth is more than that of the Shenshui Palace. They are all over the past, especially Hai Wuya, which is ten times the size of Shenshui Palace, directly causing Yang Fan's dry purse to bulge.
Three months later, the gate of the temple slowly opened.
"Cough cough cough... little guys, in the past three months, all of them have gained a lot..." The words behind the Elder Immortal didn't speak yet, suddenly, it became muddy. His old eyes just stared, as if seeing the legendary ghost, "Asshole, you...you...you...you are so angry with the old man... . .Cough cough cough... ... ”