Dahuangzhou-one of the eighteen middle states in the northern part of the Great Shang Dynasty.
Desolate Mountain, no less than a million feet high, looks like a peerless soldier pierced into the sky. It is the highest peak in the Great Desolate State, and at the same time the sect of the Great Desolate State, the largest power in the Great Desolate State.
At this moment, there was a horrible cloud on the top and bottom of the Wild God Mountain, and a depressing atmosphere of panic continued to spread within the Wild God Sect.
There is no impenetrable wall in the world. The Sword God Villa united with the True Dragon Sacred Land, the Hundred Tribulations Sword Sect and their Desolate God Sect robbed Yang Fan as a monster and enchanting thing. It has been known to everyone in the Desolate God Sect. How could the Sect Young Master die in vain, but with the news of the destruction of the Sword God Villa and True Dragon Sacred Land, that matter was a big deal.
If Huang Shenmie was still alive, they would have to tie him up and apologize to Yang Fan.
This silly fork is really full of muscles in the body training. Can Yang Fan’s monster be offended by our little Desolate God Sect? You can't find death by yourself, and my entire family, who is still involved, will apologize for you, and the Desolate God will die. You are simply the sinner of my Desolate God Sect through the ages.
After all, the martial arts sects are all the same, bullying the soft and fearing the hard.
Of course, this is also a common problem for human beings.
Soon, many powerful people directly announced their departure from the Desolate God Sect. At this point, when the Sect is alive and dead, abandoning the Sect is definitely the biggest stain in life. It is basically impossible to invest in other Sects afterwards. What sect likes such a white-eyed wolf, but at this time they can't care so much. It's better to be a white-eyed wolf than to lose your own life. The sky is big and the land is big, and I have the most life! ! !
Besides, Huangshen kills that foolish evil, why should they pay for it! ! !
Of course, leaving the sect is not so easy. The senior officials of the Desolate God Sect are also ruthless. Those who escaped from the battle were found to kill one, but unfortunately, they are still repeatedly banned. There is still a glimmer of life in the escape. But if you stay, you will die. , How to choose, as long as you are not stupid~zi understand.
In less than three days, the Desolate God Sect had reduced its staff by nearly one level. It does not seem to be a lot, but you should know that most of them are the middle and high-level combat power of the Desolate God Sect, and even the top emperors. Yes, most of them are ordinary disciples of Wuzong and Wujun realm. It’s not that they don’t want to escape, but because of their shallow cultivation, they can’t escape the sacred mountain at all. Of course, it’s Yang Fan and the others, even though they are fierce. , But it is mainly aimed at the quasi-emperor and above, like these ants, as long as they don't run out to die by themselves, they don't bother at all.
At noon on this day.
"Rumble..."
The space above the Desolate Mountain was torn apart like a curtain.
next moment... ... .
A Peng-shaped flying boat with a length of thousands of feet came through the space and stayed above the Desolate Mountain.
In the shrine on the top of Huangshen Mountain.
"All that should come is always coming!!!" The previous sect of the Desolate God Sect, who was also the master of Desolate God Destroyed Desolate God Yuan, gave a wry smile, but there was a hint of relief in her voice. In the past few days, internal worries. External troubles, as well as the pressure like a mountain, the torment, the sourness, it is completely difficult to describe in words, and it makes him exhausted.
At this moment, it's finally time to get a thorough understanding. Whether they live or die depends on the present.
"Everyone, let's go, and meet this first evildoer in ancient and modern times!!!"
After three breaths, the Desolate Shenyuan and nearly a hundred Desolate God Sect powerhouses appeared hundreds of miles away from Tianpeng Feizhou. Compared with the two holy places of Sword God Villa and True Dragon Sacred Land, Desolate God Sect’s lineup is simply weak and pitiful, just the Desolate God. Yuan is such an invincible emperor, and there are only twelve top emperors of the next level. Among the remaining people, there are actually a few middle emperors who are making up the number.
"My Lord, I am willing to surrender to the Desolate God Sect. From now on, you will only look forward to your head, and you will never have a second heart." Desolate Shenyuan put his posture very low, and asked to surrender as soon as he opened his mouth, even abandoning all his dignity and kneeling down. In front of Yang Fan.
"You are clever!!!" Yang Fan looked at the Desolate Shenyuan with a playful smile, but before Desolate Shenyuan breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Fan suddenly changed his words and said, "It's a pity that you want to be my dog. !!!"
If you want to take down this Desolate God Sect, wherever you need to wait until this day, you can agree to the begging of the Desolate God to surrender that day.
These four major forces, he is doomed, and if he does a full set of dramas, how can he give up halfway.
He just wants to use this bloody lesson to warn the major forces that Yang Fan is not easy to provoke him. Any forces who dare to hit him Yang Fan and attack their Saint Extreme Sect must be prepared to be destroyed.
"My lord, don't, the small is really devoted to the big..."
Yang Fan waved his hand impatiently before a character was spoken.
"Rumble..."
A round of swallowing black holes appeared out of thin air, swallowing the Desolate Shenyuan and the true biography of the elders behind him.
Three hours later.
Once the first Lingshan Mountain in the Great Wilderness State, it was completely reduced to ruins, and there was no way to find the blessed land of Lingshan Mountain.
Soon, the Tianpeng Feizhou in the sky once again tore through the space and headed towards the last destination, the Hundred Tribulations Sect.
Five days later.
Hundred Tribulations Sword Sect is destroyed.
Sword repair, rather than bending, they are much stronger than the Wild God Sect, and many sword kings even explode in the hope of being able to bury Yang Fan. Unfortunately, spine does not represent strength. In the face of absolute power, everything is vain.
Xingyangzhou, one of the top five upstates.
Xing Su Mountain Range-one of the ten great spiritual mountains in Xingyang Prefecture, and one of the eight great holy places, the Galaxy Sacred Land is located here.
Galaxy Shrine.
Sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, the starry sky is shining all over his body, just like the legendary Lord of Ten Thousand Stars who controls the starry sky.
This person is no one else, but the Lord of the Galaxy Sacred Land-Galaxy Sacred Lord.
Suddenly, the Star Master suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
"Hs... the power of one person, destroying the four forces in a row, including the Sword God Villa and the True Dragon Holy Land, this... this... how is this possible? "You must know that whether it is the Sword God Villa or the True Dragon Sacred Land, the strength is far above their Galaxy Sacred Land, even if the True Martial Sacred Land wants to destroy them, they have to pay a painful price, let alone just one person.
But reason told him that all of this is true. Yinxing is one of the people he trusts most, and it is absolutely impossible to fool him with this kind of thing. Moreover, whether this thing is true or false, there is no way to hide it.
"Huh... What a Yang Fan, what a great evildoer in ancient and modern times, I thought I had already overestimated you, but I never thought I would underestimate you... Look. It's another eventful autumn..." The Sage Master of Galaxy sighed faintly, as if he had foreseen that a bloody storm was about to sweep the northern hundreds of states.
The rise of the sect is bound to step on white bones.
The Sun Palace-the place for the submerged cultivation of the Holy Master of Nine Suns.
"Gurulu......this......this Yang Fan is really...... Is it really still a human?" Nine Suns Sage Master swallowed hard, Bai The two nine-tier sects of Jiedao Sect and Desolate God Sect will not be mentioned for the time being. The Sword God Villa and True Dragon Sacred Land are both powerful sacred places with more than one quasi-emperor. The one-man Zhenwu Sage Master is far from having this power.
"Hi... Is it possible that Yang Fan's strength has surpassed the True Martial Saint Lord?"
next moment... ... .
There was a trace of fear in the heart of the Holy Master of Nine Suns, and a touch of rejoicing, "Fortunately, fortunately, Lao Tzu is not hot-headed, listening to Ye Gujue's nonsense, otherwise, I am afraid that I will not escape this disaster... ... "Among the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, their Nine Suns Sacred Ground is only ranked sixth, much inferior to the Sword God Mountain Villa. Then Yang Fan wants to destroy them and it is not like playing.
Suddenly, a ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master of Nine Suns, "It seems that the Yang family line can no longer stay... Elder Yang, Elder Yang, don’t blame this Holy Master for not remembering the old feelings, it’s really true. This Holy Master can't afford to gamble on...come..."
Bailingzhou, Baihua Valley.
"What a great Yang Fan, he is really a young hero. From now on, I am afraid that Baizhou in the northern part of my country will be honored with this son..." The Hundred Flowers Saint Lord smiled bitterly, but soon, a flash of beauty appeared in his beautiful eyes. Yimang, "Maybe this is an opportunity for my Hundred Flowers Holy Land. Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by Beauty Pass... Next, the imperial capital is an opportunity to be crowned. You must make Shaoer ready... Xiu'er alone may not be enough to hold Yang Fan's heart, let Xiu'er bring the Eight Flower Fairy with..."
"I heard that the newly rising Dragon King Sect and the Saint Extreme Sect hate a lot. I want to come to Yang Fan to like this meeting ceremony."
Zhenwu State, Zhenwu Holy Mountain, Zhenwu Hall.
The Saint Zhenwu walked back and forth, with an unspeakable heaviness in his steps, "Yang Fan, what a Yang Fan..."
In the end, a thousand words turned into a weak sigh.
No solution, this child is really unsolvable.
"How lucky is Shengjizong, Yang Fan, Yang Fan, why didn't you come from my Zhenwu line..."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my friends for their rewards.