Shang Yuanyang had a good idea. He immediately captured Yang Fan with lightning speed, and then quickly left the Weeping Blood Continent. As long as he returned to the Red Dragon Continent, Qiankunzong would protect him, even if Yang Fan had a great sage behind him. The strong backed him, and he couldn't think about it.
At that time, as long as you persuaded me hard, one day, this Yang Fan will be moved by his sincerity and worship him.
In the Lingwu Great World, it is quite normal to join several forces and worship several masters, like himself, in this lifetime, there are several masters.
It's a pity that he has missed a bit. Yang Fan is not as weak as he thought and can be left to his hands. On the contrary, he is a wild and beast that can easily swallow his old bones and break it easily. Go to his powerful mana.
"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..."
Yang Fan's right hand suddenly became bigger, just like the hand of the legendary demon god, directly crushing everything and heading towards that Shang Yuanyang.
"Ah! How could this be..."
An unknown omen of disintegration swept through Shang Yuanyang’s mind. His eyes were raised and filled with unbelievable colors. The horror of this blow was absolutely terrifying and desperate. He was a three-star quasi-sage. Even the realm of the four-star quasi-sage is only one step away. Even those four-star quasi-sages can hardly make him feel such powerlessness, and that Yang Fan is only a half-step quasi-sage, how could there be this Such a terrifying power
"Ah! Break it! Break it! Break it!!!"
With a desperate cry of the beast before it died, Shang Yuanyang ignored the side effects and directly used the forbidden technique to burn the original mana and forcibly enhance his combat power.
"Aw!", "Aw!", "Aw!"... ... ... ..
Wanlong roared, tens of thousands of golden real dragons erupted from his body. Every golden dragon had the power to destroy a quasi-sage. Tens of thousands of golden dragons, together, formed a mysterious The formation, covering the sky and the sun, is even more terrifying.
It's like a golden dragon world, crushing everything.
The prosperous might, almost comparable to a four-star quasi-sage with a full blow, the general three-star quasi-sage, even if there is no possibility of escape, will be ruthlessly suppressed.
Unfortunately, there is no soft use.
Less than a breath.
"Puff!", "Puff!", "Puff!"... ... ....
All the golden dragons were completely destroyed, without leaving one.
The Eucharist of the Ten Thousand Beasts is almost in the realm of great achievement. With the power of the flesh shell alone, Yang Fan can fight against a few seven-star quasi-sages. Even now, he only uses a trace of the flesh-shell power to suppress most four-star quasi-sages. Saint, how can Shang Yuanyang, a small three-star quasi-sanctuary be able to contend.
Shang Yuanyang's various performances were nothing but futile.
"Oh no... ... ... ."
With a mournful wailing, the big hand that covered the sky crashed down, and he grabbed Shang Yuanyang in his hand at once.
"Ah! How could this happen, how could this happen!!!"
"I don't believe it, how could his ancestor be defeated?"
"It's not true, it must not be true, illusion, it must be illusion."
Including Shang Haowu in Yang Fan’s hands, all the emperors of the Dashang imperial family were like bereaved concubines, bursting out heart-piercing wailings. They couldn’t believe all this, the old ancestor, that was a three-star quasi-sage, who surpassed the ancient emperor. How could it be defeated by the invincible existence of Yang Fan
"Old guy, even you want to accept me as a disciple. Are you worthy?" Yang Fan looked at Shang Yuanyang desperately with contempt, and sneered.
"Yang... Yang Fan, you... what do you want?" Shang Yuanyang's eyes flashed with panic, and he was no longer vigorous.
"What do I want? You people from the Shang clan are really funny, so small, and so are your old things, framed for no reason, hurt me badly, and sent someone to deal with my Saint Extreme Sect. They asked me if I wanted to How are you? It's hilarious." There was a sneer across Yang Fan's face. The unsuspecting people thought they were all the victims. "Today, all of you Shang clan are going to die."
"Yang Fan, do you dare..." Shang Yuanyang's heart tightened. Those unfilial descendants of the Shang clan would die if they died, but Yang Fan's words obviously also included him as a Shang clan. Ancestors.
"The murderer will always kill, and if you dare to hit my relatives, you will all die." Yang Fan's eyes flashed cold, killing intent awe-inspiring.
"Yang Fan, you... You... Don't be foolish. This seat is the elder of the Qiankun Sect of the Red Dragon Continent. If you dare to kill my life, Qiankun Sect will definitely not be with you. You take a break... "
"Qiankun Sect? Humph! He doesn't know how to know each other, otherwise, there is no need to exist." Yang Fan didn't care. Then what kind of Qiankun Sect is more powerful than their Lingwu Sacred Palace? It's amazing, even if there are a few great sages who are sitting in town, they don't need to alarm the holy palace, and only by his forces, he can remove this Qiankun Sect from the world.
The thirteen great saints are not a joke. Except for those super powers with saint masters, Yang Fan is enough to challenge any big power.
However, sometimes, the truth is that no one believes it, and only saw that Shang Yuanyang sneered, "Haha... Junior, don't have a little strength, you can be deceived. My Universe Sect is so powerful that you can't imagine it. , Is the great sage, who has offended my Qiankun Sect, and will not be able to eat it... Junior, if you are acquainted, I will release this seat quickly so as not to give it to you and give you the sect behind you. Bring disaster... ... ... ."
"It's really a big tone, a small Universe Sect, what kind of thing do you dare to threaten my Patriarch?" A disdainful sneer sounded from behind Yang Fan.
"Rumble..."
The space behind Yang Fan was like a curtain, forcibly torn apart.
A middle-aged white robe came out of it, with extraordinary bearing and unparalleled power.
It was Lin Yi who stayed behind the Tianhai Fleet.
"You...... Are you... Who are you?" An unspeakable panic flashed in Shang Yuanyang's eyes, and Lin Yi gave him the feeling that it was better than theirs. The great ancestors of Zong are still terrified, you must know that the great ancestors are all great sages.
"Who am I? Ant, listen to me, Lin Yi, the steward of Yang Fan, the sixth young master of the Lingwu Sacred Palace." Lin Yi said proudly, proud and indescribable, and able to become Yang Fan's steward. It is the greatest luck of his life.
"Ling...Lingwu Sacred Palace... The sixth young master Yang... Yang Fan?"
"Presumptuous!!!" Lin Yi's eyes flashed angrily, and the terrifying coercion rolled toward that Shang Yuanyang. The little three-star quasi-sage also dared to call the Lord's name, who gave him the courage.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It's as simple as vomiting blood.
"It's over... It's over! Everything is over!!!"
Shang Yuanyang's face was dusty, and his eyes were not only desperate or despair. As a powerful force with several great sages, Qiankun Sect was considered to be the top rank in the entire Lingwu Great World. The record of Lingwu Sacred Palace.
That is the real ruler of the Lingwu Great World. Compared with the Lingwu Sacred Palace, their Qiankun Sect is a fart.
As for Lin Yi's words, he didn't have the slightest suspicion. He is already a prisoner of the ranks. The other party wants to kill him, but there is no need to lie to him.
Suddenly, endless regrets flooded Shang Yuanyang's heart like a surging river. He was living well in the Chilong Continent. Why did he convulse his head and want to return to the Weeping Blood Continent? Isn’t it just a group of younger generations who don’t know how many generations? , Just let it fend for itself, and now it's good, even I have lost it.
"Old Lin, this old fellow will be handed over to you." He threw Shang Yuanyang in his hand to Lin Yi. Yang Fan glanced around and looked at Shang Haowu, who was still in shock for a long time, and he sneered. "The ancestors you rely on seem to be nothing more than that!!!"
"You...you...you...you...you..." Shang Haowu was trembling all over, too scared to say the whole thing, even The ancestors are all defeated, who else can save him
"Haha... Don't be afraid!" Yang Fan smiled evilly and said, "I said that if you let this old thing and your Shang clan die in front of you, you will never Will break their promises, so before they die, you are still safe..."
"Yang Fan... No, please let them go, you are wronged, and the debtor is the one who hurt you badly. Shang Tian Xun, if you want to kill, kill us, everyone else is innocent... "Shang Haowu's expression changed again, and he pleaded bitterly. At this moment, he completely confessed his fate. Today, he is doomed to escape and will undoubtedly die, but his people, his relatives, are unwilling to die for this.
Otherwise, even after going to the underworld, he won’t feel at ease.”
"You are innocent, you deserve to say this." Yang Fan smiled coldly and said indifferently. When you besieged Saint Extreme Sect before, why didn't you think that they were all innocent, and it was your turn, but said They are all innocent, it's ridiculous.
"Old Lin, do it!!!"
"Yes, Lord."
Lin Yi respectfully responded.
Turning his eyes, he looked at the inhumane Shang Yuanyang on the ground, showing a cruel smile, and moving his hands together, he cast a strange bloody curse.
"Rumble..."
Countless strange blood fog appeared out of thin air, swarming towards Shang Yuanyang on the ground.
"Ah! What do you want to do..." An extremely uneasy feeling instantly filled Shang Yuanyang's mind.
"Blood is a guide! Blood curse to kill!!!"