Looking at Shang Yuanyang high in the sky, Yang Fan felt a bit amused. This Shang Yuanyang was really arrogant and wanted to accept himself as a disciple. He was a small three-star quasi-sage, and he didn’t urinate to take pictures of himself, unsuspecting people. , I thought he was a strong saint, the saint supreme.
However, Shang Yuanyang obviously didn’t think so. When he touched Yang Fan’s contemptuous gaze, Shang Yuanyang couldn’t help but feel unhappy. What kind of look in his eyes, this little boy, he is a three-star quasi-sage, he is in the strong red dragon continent. , Those are all first-class powerhouses, accepting him a half-step quasi-sage is absolutely qualified.
However, when he thought of Yang Fan's talents against the sky, Shang Yuanyang's unhappiness immediately let him pressure it down. Monsters like Yang Fan are in the main continent Lingwu Continent, and I am afraid that no one can be found. If you miss it, you will regret it for life.
Based on his own talent alone, if no miracle occurs, the four-star quasi-sage is almost his limit.
In order to be able to go far enough, I endured this breath.
Hmph, wait until you become a disciple of this seat, and see how this seat concocts you.
"Huh..." he breathed out a foul breath, Shang Yuanyang organized the language, and said, "Little friend Yang Fan, you would say that. It is not clear about the cultivation base of this seat, you It can be seen that in the half-step Quasi-Sage, Uh, above the Invincible Emperor, there is still another stage..."
Before Shang Yuanyang finished speaking, he saw Yang Fan smile contemptuously, "Isn't it the realm of quasi-sage, who doesn't know."
"What? You...you know?"
Shang Yuanyang's body shook, and he looked at Yang Fan with an incredulous expression. You must know that there is no quasi-sage on the Weeping Blood Continent, even if it is half-step quasi-sage, there is none.
"Is it weird to know this?" Yang Fan asked a little bit amused. Do you really think he is the unaware earth leopard
"You... You... Have you left the Continent of Weeping Blood?" Hearing this, Shang Yuanyang's heart trembled, astonished.
"You are only allowed to leave the Weeping Blood Continent, and you are not allowed to leave?"
"How is this possible? How dare you... How dare you? How dare you?" Shang Yuanyang looked incredible. For the billionaire warriors of the Weeping Blood Continent, the Sea of Lingwu is a forbidden area, the most That is, under the activities in the shallow sea area close to the mainland, it is impossible to leave the mainland at all.
If he hadn't reached the limit of his cultivation base and couldn't make progress, he would never make up his mind to travel across oceans and find opportunities for breakthroughs.
That is almost a road of no return, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is ten deaths and no life.
Now, just thinking about what happened in those years, Shang Yuanyang still has a feeling of palpitations.
And more than ten years ago, what kind of cultivation was Yang Fan, but it was a proof of the Taoist emperor, and it was far from the limit that the Weeping Blood Continent could bear, and there was no need to take that risk.
"Haha... ... all of this is not thanks to your descendants." Yang Fan smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and looked at Shang Haowu's eyes with a cold light.
"Could it be that the puppet True Talisman made him leave the Weeping Blood Continent? This... Is this possible?" Shang Yuanyang was shocked again. He didn't have such things as the Puppet True Talisman back then. After using it, it is the limit to be able to move out of the land of a state, and their Dashang Palace is more than ten states and a hundred states from the sea of Lingwu.
The puppet is really a mere talisman, it is impossible to have that kind of power.
But soon, Shang Yuanyang suppressed the shock in his heart. Until now, it would be useless to investigate how Yang Fan left the Weeping Blood Continent, so let's think about how to deal with Yang Fan.
He can step into the realm of quasi-sage by crossing dozens of realms from a mere one-star emperor in just over a dozen years. The land he reached is likely to be the same as the Chilong Continent where he is located, but one side. Sub-continents, ordinary third-tier continents, never have that resource.
Moreover, it is very likely that it has already been in the door of a big power, and only if it has been fully cultivated by a big power, can it gather so many resources in such a short period of time.
Otherwise, no matter how enchanting Yang Fan is, without sufficient resources to advance, everything will be useless.
"what should I do now?"
The power behind Yang Fan is definitely not weak, even compared to the sect where he is in the Chilong Continent, and it is very likely that there will be a great sage.
"Do you just give up like this?"
There was a deep sense of unwillingness in Shang Yuanyang's eyes. Once such a heaven-defying seed was missed, he would never want to meet the second one in his life.
"No, I can't give up. This is the only hope of this seat." Soon, Shang Yuanyang's eyes flashed a touch of determination, he missed this opportunity, don't take a glimpse of the holy realm in the future, it is the seven-star quasi-sage, it is all kind Extravagant hope.
Shang Yuanyang did not change his face, and said softly again, "Yang Fan, as long as you worship this seat as a teacher, this seat must do your best to train you. You still don’t know the cultivation base of this seat, but this seat is... . ... .."
"Isn't it the three-star quasi-sage! What's so proud of?" Yang Fan sneered, and directly interrupted Shang Yuanyang's rhetoric.
"What? You... You know?" Shang Yuanyang's expression suddenly changed, and a thought came to his mind, "No, Yang Fan is afraid that there will be strong people with him.... .. ... ”
He is a three-star quasi-sage. With Yang Fan’s half-step quasi-sage, he can’t see through his own cultivation. Now he can actually break through his own cultivation. There is only one possibility, that is, to have the strong to protect him. To him.
I should have thought that the sea of Lingwu is not so easy to cross, that is, my own three-star quasi-sage has lived and died many times, let alone such a half-step quasi-sage.
Suddenly, a decision flashed in Shang Yuanyang's eyes.
"Rumble..."
With a move of his right hand, it evolved into a terrifying mana hand, directly tore through the space and grabbed it towards Yang Fan.
That mysterious strong man, since he can see through his cultivation base, his cultivation is very likely not under him, or even beyond him. It is not impossible. Once he is entangled by him, he is afraid that he will no longer be able to conquer it. This is Yang Fan. If you don’t want to give up this Yang Fan, for the present plan, there is only one possibility, that is, before the mysterious powerhouse has reacted, quickly capture Yang Fan, and then leave the Weeping Blood Continent directly, just return to the Scarlet Dragon Continent. Even if the forces behind Yang Fan had great saints in charge, he would never be able to do anything about it.
The Universe Sect behind him is one of the ten major sects in the Red Dragon Continent. There are several powerful people in the gate, and the strongest ancestor has reached the realm of the nine-star quasi-sage.
As for whether these descendants will be angered and slaughtered by the violent mysterious powerhouse after he leaves, Shang Yuanyang at this time has long been unable to take care of that much.
Some younger generations who don't know how many generations later will die if they die.
How can it be compared with your own future.
"Huh?" Yang Fan was stunned slightly, but he couldn't react. Just now, he was so persuasive. He wanted to accept Shang Yuanyang, who was his disciple. How could he hit himself in the blink of an eye, and his face turned upside down. Hurry up.
Say it's too late, then soon! ! !
The mana hand has already reached the top of Yang Fan, and he is about to capture Yang Fan in one fell swoop. Shang Yuanyang couldn't help but be overjoyed, "It's..."
But at this moment...
"Rumble..."
A bright golden light transpired from the top of Yang Fan's head, and shot out violently toward the mana master. In an instant, the mana master was like a bubble, and was coaxed away by the golden light.
"Ah! This... How is this possible..." Shang Yuanyang exclaimed in horror. In order to capture Yang Fan in one fell swoop, he almost went out of the twelfth floor. Power, with this blow, even the two-star quasi-sage could be captured by him in one fell swoop, not to mention that Yang Fan was such a half-step quasi-sage junior.
"It's not rude to come and go, old stuff, now it's my turn." A joking flashed across Yang Fan's eyes.
With a light movement of his right hand, he grabbed at that Shang Yuanyang with a claw.
"Rumble..."
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Please ask for flowers, friends who have flowers, please don't be stingy with the flowers in your hand.