One of the 108 central states of the Great Shang Dynasty, Shengjizhou, the extremely holy mountain range.
Since the emergence of a peerless evildoer-Yang Fan more than ten years ago, it has been directly prosperous, and even vaguely, has surpassed the peak period of Shengjizong, dominating the twelve states in the northern part of the Great Shang Dynasty, which is the number one. There is no sacred place in the martial arts holy land, and there is no way to fight with it.
In just over a decade, the power of the Saint Extreme Sect has skyrocketed more than ten times. The Supreme Sovereign Yue Tianpeng and several great ancestors all took the last step and successfully proclaimed the position of Dao Zhun Emperor, especially the previous generation of Sovereign—Shen. Bai Yi has accumulated a lot of accumulation, and has stepped into the realm of the middle quasi emperor in one fell swoop, and successfully squeezed into the ranks of the most powerful in the northern hundred states.
Even if you don't count Yang Fan as a perverted monster, Shengjizong is still comparable to the great sacred places in the north.
However, on this day, the atmosphere of the huge Holy Spirit Mountain Range suddenly became dignified to the extreme. Endless panic spread in the Holy Spirit Mountain Range. In the eyes of countless Saint Extreme Sect disciples, the eyes were full of panic and despair.
The Saint Extreme Sect guarding the mountain formation-the Saint Dragon Shoutian formation has been completely opened, and the dragons are in formation.
I saw that the main peak of the Extreme Sacred Mountain Range—Holy Spirit Peak, densely packed with a large number of flying boats.
The number is huge, there are tens of thousands of ships, and they are all Grade 3 or higher high-level flying boats.
And on the many flying boats, a large number of powerful black armored soldiers stood densely.
There are hundreds of people, or thousands of people. No one's cultivation is in the middle emperor's realm. Many of them are so powerful that they are even far above the quasi-emperors such as Yue Tianpeng, even Shen Baiyi. The mid-ranking quasi-emperors are not as good as the quasi-emperors, all of whom are quasi-emperors, and most of them are superior to those who are above the quasi-emperor.
"Rumble..."
Among the terrorist fleet, the only giant flying boat that was more than tens of thousands of feet long shot out a brilliant golden light.
A terrifying powerhouse came out from that brilliant golden light.
I saw one of them wore a golden dragon robe, and he looked like a thirty-five or six-year-old, with a face like jade, extremely handsome, and a long black hair casually draped around his waist, flying in the wind.
The eyes are deep, like a black hole, and it seems that they are born to swallow all light. As soon as he appeared, the world was filled with peerless majesty. I am the only one, and the whole body is filled with an invincible and powerful self-confidence. .
In an instant, a loud chant erupted from his body, in all directions, purple and golden dragon energy radiated, magnificent and magnificent, misty, golden dragons across the sky, it seems to be able to converge the space at any time. Transformed into a country of dragon spirit.
In each dragon gas, faintly, it seems that countless creatures can be seen praying and worshipping.
He is like the supreme emperor in charge of the common people, with irresistible majesty in every move.
The man in the golden robe was no one else. It was Shang Haowu, the Shenwu King of the Great Shang Emperor, who had severely injured Yang Fan that year and forced Yang Fan to use the puppet True Talisman.
With the return of the ancestor Shang Yuanyang, especially after obtaining the ancestor's specific cultivation base, the Dashang emperor did not endure and chose to directly attack Yang Fan's sect relatives and friends, hoping to use this to force Yang Fan to come.
And Shang Haowu, the Shenwu King, was the person in charge of this operation. Not only that, he also brought thousands of quasi emperors, of which the invincible quasi emperor alone surpassed ten people. I know that it is my luck or my sorrow. You must know that this lineup, not to mention an ordinary martial arts holy site like Saint Extreme Sect, is more than enough to win those top martial arts holy sites.
"Yue Tianpeng, the heavenly army has arrived, and you can't get it quickly, don't you want to rebel?" Shang Haowu's voice was like the voice of a devil, boiling over all directions.
In order to be able to force Yang Fan to show up, this action was still based on capturing alive, and his ancestors obviously had the idea of subduing Yang Fan’s peerless evildoer. He could not say that he would have to rely on Yang Fan in the future to completely offend Yang Fan or not. It's good to completely offend him.
If these Saint Extreme Sect people can surrender obediently, then it is best.
Holy Spirit Peak—in the temple at the top of the peak.
Thousands of people gathered together. These people were all high-ranking emperors last time. The top-ranking emperors exceeded a hundred, the lower quasi emperors were eight, and the middle quasi emperor was one. This is the current high-end combat power of the Saint Extreme Sect. The strength of the stock is not weak, at least among the hundred states in the north, only the first holy land Zhenwu holy land can stabilize them.
But for the great Shang Emperor army outside, it is not much stronger than the ants on the ground. Not to mention the emperor Shang Haowu, just those invincible quasi-emperors, just one person can give them to them Massacre easily.
At this moment, everyone, from the mid-rank quasi-emperor Shen Baiyi to the ordinary upper-ranking emperor, was like an ant on the hot pot, and was in panic all day long.
"It's a disaster, it's a disaster."
"How can this be good, how is this good!!!"
"Yang Fan, Yang Fan is to blame for all this. If it weren't for him, how could my Saint Extreme Sect provoke the Great Shang Dynasty."
"Yes, it's all Yang Fan's fault."
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Suddenly, many elders complained directly about Yang Fan. If he hadn't acted and angered the great merchant royal family, how could they have such a disaster? What's more annoying is that they have caused such a big trouble, but they have hidden themselves in vain. Let Zongmen carry this pot for him, so that he is not a son of man.
"Shut up! If you say this, you still have a conscience."
"Humph! If it wasn't for Yang Fan, would you have the current cultivation base?"
"Furthermore, this matter was originally the great merchant royal family who feared Yang Fan's talent and deliberately designed to frame Yang Fan."
However, there are also many people who are grateful for Yang Fan’s kindness. Without Yang Fan, where would their Saint-Extreme Sect have today, and how can they be able to break the number of cultivation bases in just a few decades? A realm.
"Enough! The enemy is now, you still have your mind to be noisy." Shen Baiyi's face became cold, and he scolded, "Let's talk about it, what should I do next, is it surrender or fight
"War? What are we going to fight with them?" A lower quasi-emperor murmured, "Senior Brother Shen, come down."
"Yes! Old ancestor, come down."
"The battle is just hitting the stone with a pebble."
Those who complained about Yang Fan before agreed, why should they pay the bill for Yang Fan's trouble.
Those elders who were grateful for Yang Fan also kept silent at this moment. Although the words of those people were not good to hear, it was the fact that the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and they had no chance of winning at all.
"Surrender? To put it simply, do you think the Dashang imperial family will let us go? Don't forget, the Dashang imperial family died but a prince." The silent suzerain Yue Tianpeng said, with a hint of regret in his voice. More than a decade ago, the Saintess of Yaochi and others escaped from the Imperial Capital Chaoge. After returning to the northern land, they did not directly return to their holy places, but went up to the Extreme Sacred Mountain Range, and took all they encountered in the Imperial Capital Chaoge City. Ten of them told them that at that time, they had also worried that the Dashang royal family would anger them. They thought about escaping from other places, but it was difficult to abandon their ancestors' inheritance. Then they saw that the Dashang royal family hadn't done anything for a long time, and they gradually dispelled it. Got that idea.
I had known that there would be such a day, and at that time we should be determined to leave the Holy Polar State, or even leave the Zhongtian State.
Then there won't be the disaster of today.
The Weeping Blood Continent is vast and vast, and there are countless subsidiary planes, so I really want to hide it, even the merchant royal family would never want to find them easily.
unfortunately! It's too late! ! !
"Yes! That's a prince."
Yue Tianpeng’s words were like a basin of bone-piercing ice water, which suddenly awoke those elders who were clamoring for surrender. If they were just ordinary princes and nobles, they wouldn’t have a chance to live, but that’s the prince, this is Chiguo. Guo's slapped Dashang imperial family in the face is the death crime of the nine clans, how can Dashang imperial family let them go.
Surrender, saying that you must not only die faster.
"Huh! Stubbornness!!!" Shenwu King Shang Haowu saw that Yue Tianpeng and others were not willing to surrender, and a touch of impatience flashed across his eyes, "All soldiers listen to the order, attack!!!"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: It’s nine hundred chapters, and it’s not easy to be honest. I beg for support and rewards. Can the flowers go for a while