On the Sky Sea.
Yang Fan rejected Lin Yi’s request to suppress the Great Sage Qianyang, and instead prepared himself to suppress the Great Sage Qianyang himself. He hadn't had a good battle in the past ten years, but Yang Fan was a little tricky, especially After the Holy Physique of All Beasts was completed, this idea became even stronger.
As for the previous battle with the Shang clan, in Yang Fan’s view, even if there is no battle at all, whether it is the three-star quasi-sage Shang Yuanyang or other royal powerhouses, it is just a group of people that can collapse thousands of times with a single breath. That's ants.
If even this counts as a battle, that person will fight too much in his life.
With his current cultivation as strength, only these great sage powerhouses can truly be called his opponents.
"Lord, this..." Lin Yi hesitated slightly. Although he had felt a sense of palpitations in Yang Fan before, he really wanted to say that Yang Fan had a strong opponent, even a strong one. Lin Yi still had no idea about the power of victory.
In the final analysis, the master of my own family is currently only a small one-star quasi-sage. It is far away from the eight-star sage, but there are seven big realms and dozens of small realms. In the one-star quasi-sacred realm, if you don’t rely on external forces and rely on your own strength, not to mention the eight-star quasi-sage, you can beat the six-star quasi-sage.
Lord, even if his talents are far above many Saints, he still wants to leapfrog and challenge the great masters, it is still a bit more dangerous.
Moreover, what a noble identity is the master, a small sect with eight stars and quasi-sages, he can kill at will, where it is worthwhile to work the master.
"Old Lin, it's okay, it's just an eight-star saint, so why can't I be here." Yang Fan smiled confidently. In these days, although the main energy is focused on his family, it does not mean that his strength has stopped. The star sea monster, the first black dragon general in the late eight-star stage, Aoxue, and the three great sage powerhouses of the black dragon emperor of the nine-star great sacred realm, but all of them are left, completely swallowed and refined by them.
Not only that, he also swallowed and refined some of the spiritual objects that Lin Yi had searched from the Black Dragon Empire to increase the power of the fleshy shell.
Compared with the time when the Saint Physique of Ten Thousand Beasts was just completed, Yang Fan's current flesh strength and cultivation strength have more than skyrocketed ten times.
Lin Yi opened his mouth, still preparing to persuade something, a little eight-star great sage is really not worth the risk of being the lord.
"Junior, you are looking for death!!!"
A sound like a roar of a demon god suddenly interrupted Lin Yi's words.
Is the Great Sage of Qianyang.
Angry! This time, the Great Sage Qianyang was completely furious, and the anger in his heart was like a turbulent eruption of billions of volcanoes. All fear and anxiety were all thrown out of the sky by him.
He is an eight-star great sage, a great sage strong without a trace of moisture, even in the entire Chilong Continent, he can squeeze into the top 100.
But what do these two bastards see themselves as those humble aphids on the ground? That slavish slave is nothing more than that, now even the little one-star quasi-sage dare to despise himself so much.
His grandma's uncle is really tolerable, and his aunt can't bear it! ! !
Today, if you don’t give these gangsters of life and death to the corpses, what face does the great sage of Qianyang have to command the billions of Qiankun Sect, how can you gain a foothold in the world, it is better to find a piece of wasteland and bury yourself directly? Forget it, the province is embarrassing.
"Why? Can't wait to die, this seat has made you perfect!!!" A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.
Without waiting for what Lin Yi was talking about, a movement of his body directly tore the space and appeared hundreds of miles away from the Great Sage of Dry Sun.
"Ah! How... How... How... How could it be His Royal Highness? Where's Mr. Lin?"
"This......this......what the hell is going on?"
"Why would Your Highness personally make an effort?"
Seeing Yang Fan who suddenly appeared in the air, Du Jun and the soldiers of the Tianhai Navy group looked blank and puzzled. There was a hint of anxiety in their eyes. Your Highness, he is not foolish, it is not a cat or a dog, it is real. The Eight-Star King.
Regarding talent, we admit that your Highness is rare in the past, even if you are a nine-star great sage such as Lin Lao, you are far behind, but potential does not mean strength.
Now you, no matter how enchanting you are, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of an Eight-Star Great Sage.
And if you have three longs and two shorts, maybe everyone present will have to follow you to bury you, and this may even exceed nine floors.
The sixth young master of Lingwu Sacred Palace definitely has that qualification.
The furious Lingwu Sacred Palace high-level officials did not care whether they were unreasonable or not.
"Yang Fan, what are you doing?"
"This is not the time for nonsense."
"Go back! Go back soon!!!"
The soldiers of the Tianhai Navy regiment did not favor Yang Fan, and the Yue Tianpeng, Han Muyang and others on the four fifth-tier holy ships such as Zhenhai were not like this. They are not the turtles who didn’t understand anything when they just left the Blood Cry Continent. Eight They all know what the level of danger means.
The Eight-Star Great Sage, that is the top power in the world, that is, in the entire Lingwu Great World, they are all the big figures in the rankings.
The top floor of the Sky Sea.
"Old Lin, Fan'er will be fine, right?" Yang Yunfeng and his wife were a little worried. Although Yang Fan said that he was full of confidence and did not put the Great Sage Qianyang in his eyes at all, it was after all the Eight-Star Great Sage. The horrible existence that can completely wipe out their Weeping Blood Continent from this world cannot allow them not to worry about it.
"Master, ma'am, don't worry, if there are old slaves watching, there will be nothing wrong with the Lord." Lin Yi smiled confidently. He just spoke to discourage Yang Fan. It's not that Yang Fan's life is in danger. Bottom, if a little eight-star great sage can kill the Lord, then he, the nine-star great sage, has lived in vain for so many years, so he could just get a piece of tofu and hit him to death. He was just worried that Yang Fan would be injured. That's it.
In his heart, even a single hair on the Lord is a thousand times, ten thousand times more precious than the Great Sage Qianyang.
Above the void.
"Ignorance junior, if you don't break your corpse into thousands of pieces, you will lose your bones and ashes, this seat will not do it!!!" The Great Sage Qianyang has cold eyes, every word, horrible killing intent, rolling like a tide, it seems Being able to swallow everything, from his birth to the present, in thousands of years, he has never suffered such a big humiliation.
"It's up to you to frustrate my bones and ashes? Go back and practice for another 100 million years." Yang Fan sneered, his eyes filled with disdain, a mere eight-star mid-term great sage, I really don't know where he has the confidence to speak With such arrogant words, with his current physical defense, once the Eucharist of Ten Thousand Beasts broke out with all his strength, he would not be able to break his defense even if he was beaten to death.
After devouring and refining the three great sages, Yang Fan’s flesh defense also exploded exponentially. Now even if he doesn’t use the Holy Physique of the Ten Thousand Beasts, he will not be under some top-level spiritual treasures. Quasi-sacred artifacts are definitely not inferior.
Unless the Eight-Star Great Sage has a quasi-sacred weapon in his hand, he is afraid that even Yang Fan's defenses will not be able to break.
"Damn junior, die for this seat."
The Great Sage Qianyang could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart and broke out completely.
"Boom..."
The Great Sage Qianyang is shot with a palm. Under his anger, there is almost no reservation in this palm. The power of the mid-eight-star Great Sage is suddenly revealed, and the power contained in it far exceeds billions of trillions. The power of the quasi-sage, this is a blow to destroy the heavens and the earth, and destroy all ages. Wherever you go, everything is in a state of disintegration, in all directions, a large ~ large ~ piece of space is completely categorized as nothingness.
If Lin Yi hadn't taken the initiative to protect them, the Sky Sea Fleet would have completely collapsed into dross.
As for Yang Fan, who was in the center of his palm, at this moment, it was exactly like a lone boat on the raging ocean, and he was in danger of being destroyed at any time.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There will be another update later, there are only nine flowers, and there are only three hundred and five flowers. If you have flowers, don’t be stingy with the flowers in your hand.