In the center of the star-patterned holy city, inside a luxurious palace.
The star-patterned saints still have their love~ The actress Wen Leixin’s face is full of unconcealable anxiety and anxiety, even with Yang Fan’s assurance, the two of them are still a little bit worried about their gains and losses, the son of the holy lord, These four characters are like that ten thousand-foot mountain, so they can't breathe.
Yang Fan will help them, but they really don't know how much effort they will exert.
Holy Lord, that is an invincible existence beyond the nine-star great sage. For them, it is almost indistinguishable from the supreme saint.
In fact, Xingwen Leixin didn’t think she would just leave, and escape from the star city holy city and the land of the Eastern Wasteland. It’s easy to think about, but if you really want to do it, it’s such a simple thing. It didn't take long for him to leave the star pattern holy city before he was captured by the evil master.
Although there is no evidence, she has a feeling that her actions are under the control of the evil lesser.
And even if she can escape, what about her father and her family
At that time, you must be completely annihilated in that evil anger.
With the power that Evil Master possesses, it is definitely not more difficult than crushing an ant to kill their star-stripe clan.
An arrogant and domineering voice came from outside the main hall, "Old Star Pattern, what are you thinking about, is it obediently let your daughter become the concubine of this son, or are you ready to resist to the end until this constellation destroys your star? The Wen family, are you taking your daughter away?"
Two human figures, one white and one gray, walked in from outside the hall without anyone else.
The first one was a white-clothed young man who was less than thirty years old, with handsome features, sword eyebrows and star eyes. He was a rare beautiful man, but his lips were slightly thinner, giving people a sense of impotence and a little tanned skin. ~ Black, expression, with a lively charm, arrogant eyes, it seems that by nature is superior to others, do not put anyone in the eye.
The cultivation base of the one-star quasi-sage is nothing in the entire Lingwu Great World, and can only be regarded as barely squeezing into the ranks of masters, but in this land of the east, it is already worthy of the title of strong.
And not far behind it, following a gray-clothed old man, his breath is plain, like an ordinary little old man with different martial arts, it is easy to be ignored, but occasionally, a trace of breath that is exposed is actually It makes people feel the revival of the ancient fierce beasts, even the five-star quasi-sage of the star pattern saint will be palpitating and trembling.
"Is an eight-star great sage?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed, and with just one glance, he could see through the gray-clothed old man's fictitiousness, eight-star great sage, and an eight-star late-stage great sage. If he had been a few years ago, he The Thunder King under his command can hardly be the opponent of this gray-clothed old man. Of course, it’s a different matter now. With the help of the Spirit Martial Lord, the five powerhouses of the Golden Dragon Lord have been suppressed, and all their treasures will naturally be lost. In the hands of Yang Fan, for those ordinary saints, the quasi-sacred artifacts are a luxury, but for half-step saints like the golden dragon saints, ordinary low-grade quasi-sacred artifacts seem a bit sparse and common. I know that the Golden Dragon clan is one of the top ten super clans of the Sea Clan. At its peak, it was once a holy beast, and there was more than one. Not to mention the quasi-sacred artifact, it is the real sacred artifact. The Golden Dragon clan now has one On that day, the reason why Lingwu Sacred Palace sent such a luxurious lineup to deal with the Golden Dragon clan was because of the sacred artifact.
The Golden Dragon Saint Lord, as the contemporary patriarch of the Golden Dragon clan, carried nine quasi-sacred artifacts on his body, including one quasi-sacred artifact, which was of high rank and reached the top grade.
Although the Primordial Crocodile Clan is not as good as the Golden Dragon clan, it is also one of the top clan of the Sea Clan. At its peak, there have also been several half-step saints of the Great Perfection. Although the value is far inferior to the Golden Dragon Saint Lord, each person still has a quasi-sacred artifact, especially the boss, who has three quasi-sacred artifacts, one of which is still a middle-grade quasi-sacred artifact.
After getting this batch of fifteen quasi-sacred objects, Yang Fan gave them all the remaining eleven quasi-sacred objects, except for the high-grade quasi-sacred artifacts and three middle-grade quasi-sacred artifacts, directly making the next ten quasi-sacred artifacts. The three saints are a quasi sacrificial artifact.
As for the next-level top Lingbao, there are even more.
The luxury of equipment, not to mention the half-step holy master, but many holy masters are envious and jealous.
With the Eight-Star Mid-term Great Sage of the Great Sage of Thunder, although he can't exert all the power of the Quasi-Hallow, it is enough to make his combat power soar a hundred times, more than a thousand times, and he can easily slap a few early nine-star Great Sages. .
This is not the nine-star great sage of those small forces outside, but the early nine-star great sage of Lingwu Sacred Palace.
"It seems that Fang Hong attaches great importance to this son!!!"
The Eight-Star Great Sage, even in the Lingwu Sacred Palace, is a big man. His status is no less than that of the general alternate young master, and even the less talented young master. The guards around him are just a half-step great sage. That's it.
Between breaths.
Fang Yi had already arrived in front of the star-patterned saint, condescendingly overlooking the star-patterned saint, his eyes gleaming with cat-and-mouse jokes, "There is only one chance, old star-patterned man, you have to think clearly and answer. "
"This... This... This... This... ... ... ." The star pattern saint is anxious like an ant on a hot pot, no matter it is Which choice is not something he is willing to accept. Your Royal Highness Yang Fan, you should come out quickly.
"Uncle Xingwen, there is my cousin who will support you. You are afraid of what he will do. He is like a bear, and you want to accept Miss Xingwen as a concubine, and he doesn't look in the mirror to see what he looks like. It's a toad that wants to eat a swan. Meat." A soft drink sounded from the back of the hall.
It was Luo Jiahui who couldn't see it first and spoke.
"Huh..." Hearing this, the star pattern saint took a sigh of relief. Although Yang Fan did not speak in person, it was not much different.
And Fang Yi, who just focused on the father and daughter of the star pattern saints, finally noticed Yang Fan and his party behind the main hall. His heart was burning with anger, thinking of him Fang Yi, the son of the elder, since childhood, who I was not very respectful when I saw him. When was someone so contemptuous to say that he wanted to eat swan meat. It was a sin worthy of death.
Only after seeing the true face of Luo Jiahui's three daughters, the anger in her eyes was suddenly replaced by evil desire~fire, "Jie Jie Jie... ... I really didn't expect it, Xiao Xiao a five-star. In the Holy City, there are such three best... Luck! It's my son's luck... Little girl, dare to talk to my son like this, my son will wait. Let you taste the power of this young man, let you know what is lust~xian~ dying, Jie Jie Jie... "
Even at this moment, even Xingwen Leixin was suddenly left behind by Fang Yi. It is not that the appearance of Luo Jiahui's three daughters far surpasses Xingwen Leixin, and the three women are at most similar to Xingwenlei. Xin was among the elders, and said that she must not be inferior. What Fang Yi really valued was the talents of the three women.
As the three closest daughters to Yang Fan, the benefits that Luo Jiahui and the three have gained over the years are enough to be envied by countless saint masters. At this moment, the three females are so talented that they can’t be used by Yang Fan to wash their flesh shells with their original mana. Compared with Xiao Sifan’s, it’s not much different. All of them have entered the ranks of the Nine-Rank Emperor Veins, and among the many Nine-Rank Emperor Veins, they are also superior, and they can barely enter the eighth-Rank. The star pattern in the ranks of the emperor veins has become rosy, and it has become more than a thousand times stronger.
Here, I have to thank the five powerhouses such as the Golden Dragon Sage once again, good people! Really a big good person! ! !
Fang Yi can also be regarded as a person of great fortune. He has had adventures since he was a child. He has inherited the inheritance of the elders of the evil Dao in the ancient times. He is proficient in the way of picking up the acacia. He was originally only a seventh-rank emperor. He has many heirs in Fang Hong. Among them, it can only be regarded as ordinary. It is relying on this yin and yang acacia art to use yin to supplement the yang, so that his talent has been promoted to the ranks of the nine emperors, standing out from many brothers and becoming Fang Hong One of the most important heirs, and the three daughters of Luo Jiahui are the best tonic in the world for Fang Yi. With these three daughters, his bloodline aptitude will surely be able to take a big step forward. , Even breaking through the boundaries of the Ninth-Rank imperial veins and entering the ranks of the holy veins is not impossible.
To get them, we must get them.
Fang Yi, who had only the three daughters of Luo Jiahui in his eyes, did not notice that the most tyrannical murderous intent was flashing in the eyes of the black-clothed youth in the Three Women's Center.
"Fang Yi, you are looking for death!!!"