Lingwu Temple, Lingwu Temple.
Except for the Aoki veteran, the other thirty-five senior veterans all looked dumbfounded, staring at the arena in the center of the hall, and they were even more foul-mouthed. Fuck, fuck, fuck, what did I see, Yang Fan. Monsters, really don't give people a way to survive! ! !
I thought that this battle would be the first Young Master Hao Gan crushing Yang Fan. Between the two sides, there was a difference of nearly three million years of life. No matter what kind of enchanting freak Yang Fan is, he shouldn’t. It was the opponent of the first young master Haogan, never expected that it was such a terrifying sight.
Crushing is indeed a crushing, but the object of crushing has dropped.
Hao Qianxing, who was crushed, just couldn't resist the slightest thought of resistance just because of the imposing aura.
On the arena.
Under Yang Fan’s terrifying aura of chasing the mid-step saint, Hao Qian only felt that he was the insignificant aphid on the ground. The difference between the two sides was basically the difference in life level. It seemed that as long as Yang Fan was willing, he could be removed from him by waving his hands. This world is completely erased.
"Damn! How could Yang Fan be so strong, how old he is, how unfair to God!!!"
It's too late to say, then soon! ! !
Yang Fan's right hand that looked like a hill suddenly fell, and the space in all directions was extremely distorted, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.
"Oh no... ... ... .."
Hao Qian only had time to let out a desperate cry, but Yang Fan was grasping it like a chicken, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.
"His Royal Highness Yang Fan is not bragging, but really awesome!!!"
"Hey! Farce, it's just a farce from beginning to end."
"It's the old man who is ignorant and ignorant. The enchanting world is really not something mediocrities of us can understand."
Convinced, the elders were really convinced, all over, inside and out, completely convinced.
"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, finally understand the greatness of my Patriarch." Senior Aoki held his head high, like a victorious rooster, afraid that others would not know that Yang Fan was his master.
Inside the arena.
Looking at the first Young Master Hao Qian in his hand, Yang Fan's eyes flashed with a blazing~hot light, like a hunter looking at the fat~beautiful prey, Hao Gan who looked directly at him was terrified, did he take this opportunity to swallow this Haogan? , Although his strength is not very good, he is much worse than the veteran Fang Hong. Even if he swallows him, he is very tender and able to break through to the Eight-Star Great Sage, but there is one thing that Fang Hong can’t compare In comparison, that is Hao Qian's bloodline talent, he was born the Hao Qian of the Third Stage Saint Vein, and for Yang Fan, it was definitely a great tonic.
The higher the bloodline rank, the difficulty of upgrading also increases in a straight line. In the past ten years, Yang Fan has not known how many quasi-sages have been swallowed and refined. Even the strong saints and half-step saints have not swallowed it, but his bloodline , Just barely stepped into the pinnacle of the first-grade holy veins, and there was still a long way to go from the second-grade holy veins.
However, as long as he swallowed Haoqian, the third-rank Saint Vein, Yang Fan was at least half sure that his bloodline would be promoted to the second-rank Saint Vein list.
One Third-Rank Saint Vessel is enough to top dozens, and even more Second-Rank Saint Veins. What's more, in the past three million years, under the baptism of a large number of heaven, wealth and earth treasures, Hao Qian's bloodline has Not a small improvement, although it hasn't really broken through the Fourth Stage Saint Veins, it's not much worse.
Absolutely comparable to the number of ordinary Third-Rank Saint Veins.
Once his bloodline is promoted to the second-rank Saint Vein, Yang Fan will not only have a qualitative leap in his own potential, but also his own strength will soar a lot.
Yang Fan subconsciously licked his lower lip.
"Ah! No, I give up, Junior Brother Yang Fan, I give up..." Suddenly Hao Gan was so scared that his soul was lost, what kind of look is this perverted state, he won't really want to eat himself Well, at this moment, all the dissatisfaction was left behind by him.
"Yang Fan, since Hao Qian has already given up, let him go." The Lingwu saint master hurriedly rounded the ground, and said no more, Yang Fan, this little monster, said he couldn't really dare to swallow Hao Qian. It was him who wanted to eat people. All panicked.
If so, Hao Qian would be too unworthy.
"unfortunately!!!"
Yang Fan sighed secretly, but still let go of the right hand of Zhu Haogan.
The face of the Holy Master Lingwu is still to be given, of course, the most important thing is that this Hao Qian has no radical words from the beginning to the end, otherwise, it would be hard to say.
Hao Qian patted his chest in shock, and made up his mind secretly that he must walk around Yang Fan in the future. If one day this monster is beastly, he might not even have the chance to resist.
"Holy lord, meeting lord, if there is nothing else, the disciple will retire first." As soon as he left the arena, Yang Fan said goodbye to the holy lord of Lingwu and Our Lady of Red Lotus, but there are still a lot of trivial matters waiting for him to deal with. .
"Yang Fan, if you have something to do, go back first." Holy Master Lingwu chuckled. This is Yang Fan. When replaced by another Young Master, he has already slapped him. He didn't see himself as the Holy Master and many elders in the Senate Association. , Are all the meeting masters still there? Do not understand the rules.
"Holy Lord, meeting Lord, disciple retreat."
"Everyone, do you have any objections about Yang Fan's battle against the Saint Son of Heavenly Witch?" When Yang Fan left the Lingwu Temple, the master of Lingwu swept away the elders and asked.
"Holy Lord Shengming, I have no objection."
"His Royal Highness Yang Fan must play this battle."
"Who dares to have an opinion, I've asked the old man's sacred axe before talking."
At this moment, where did they dare to have any opinions? The iron-clad facts are in front of you. Even the first person in the youth generation was easily suppressed by Yang Fan. Other disciples and young masters, let alone, I am afraid. There is no possibility that Yang Fan can even make a move. Just by aura, they can be crushed.
"Since you all have no objections, then this is the case. In twenty days, Yang Fan will represent us in the Lingwu Sacred Palace to play the Tianwu Shengzi!!!" Lingwu Shengzhu directly said, "Okay, nothing else. You are all gone."
"Holy Lord, I am waiting to retire."
Not long after leaving the Lingwu Temple, the veteran Aoki was surrounded by other veterans, each with a faintly flattering voice.
"Brother Aoki, go slowly, the little one got a new pot of pottery, how about a drink with Brother Aoki?"
"Brother Aoki, it's not a tribute to a small meaning, please say something to the old man in front of the hall."
"Brother Qingmu, I don't know when your Highness will be free, the old man has important matters to discuss with your Highness."
In the next few days, the entire Sixth Young Master Peak was a city where countless half-step elders of the holy main realm, holy master elders, and half-step sage elders came to visit. Several statues appeared.
They had only one purpose for visiting the door, and that was to make good friends with Yang Fan. Many people showed their intention to take refuge in Yang Fan. Even if Yang Fan’s conditions were extremely harsh, he had to surrender a wisp of life and holy soul. Life and death were controlled by Yang Fan. In the end, Many strong people still agreed.
In this world, there is no shortage of opportunists. With Yang Fan’s talent against the sky, it is unprecedented. In the future, it will surpass all the saints and reach the legendary state of the holy king. It is only a matter of time. Although they are all saints, A half-step saint, but if you become a servant of a future saint king, it doesn't seem to be a shame.
In just a few days, Yang Fan has two hundred and twenty half-step elders of the Holy Realm, 68 sage veterans, twelve senior veterans, and even one veteran. At this moment, Yang Fan’s power is prosperous, It has far surpassed the other five young masters, and can be regarded as one of the largest mountains under All Saints.
As for the ordinary Great Sage Elder, I'm sorry, I don't even have the qualifications to go to see him.
For a time, Lin Yi and other thirteen great sages have directly become the envy of countless great sages, and they can't wait to replace them.
Hey, I really have these eyes for nothing.
In the past few days, I don’t know how many great sages stomped their feet and their chests, and even the intestines were blue in regret. Isn’t it just surrendering a trace of the soul? What's the big deal? They are both great sages, Lin Yi and the others can, so why can't they leave this face behind.
It's alright now, even the holy master elders, they all have to look at their faces to act. Even the senior elders will be brothers and sisters with them.
What a scenery, what a mighty prestige! ! !