Top Tianzhou—Inside the Silver Light.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
Yang Fan's whole body was like a landslide and a tsunami, rising wildly and steadily.
Endless hurricanes constantly erupted from the pore cells of Yang Fan's body, sweeping through all the wastes and tearing the world apart.
Fortunately, today's Yang Fan is in the top-level Tianzhou Silver Light, and its internal space is as strong as some quasi-sacred artifacts, and it is also a top-grade quasi-sacred artifact.
If it was replaced by another Tianzhou, even if it was Yang Fan's previous car, the Fengyun, it might have been hit hard by the terrifying hurricane.
You know, the horror of that hurricane, any one, is enough to strangle a great sage, and countless hurricanes converge together, enough to cause heavy damage, or even bombard and kill the sage.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ....
In the boundless center of the world of dantian, the law of horror, which was already swollen, swollen, and much larger than a third-tier continent, began to expand exponentially, doubling... three Times... Five times... Seven times... Nine times...
Breakthrough! After devouring most of the power of the half-step saint's life origin, Yang Fan's cultivation finally took that crucial step and stepped into the realm of the Eight-Star Great Sage in one fell swoop.
At this moment, Yang Fan could barely be considered one of the strongest in Lingwu Continent by discussing his cultivation alone.
An hour later.
"Rumble..."
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, and two divine lights burst out in an instant~ they shot out, sharp and unparalleled, and penetrated everything! In it, faintly, it seems to be able to see a horrible god born and disillusioned, such as poetry and history, such as mythology, breathtaking, and people can't help but indulge in it and sink forever! ! !
Breathing out a foul breath, Yang Fan burst out with invincible vigor and confidence all at once.
It seems that everything is under his control in the sky and the earth, and there is nothing that can make him care about it.
"Tian Wu Shengzi, I don't know how much power you can let me use."
Regarding the upcoming decisive battle, Yang Fan no longer had a trace of worry. After his cultivation was promoted to the Eight-Star Great Sage, he was already vast enough to shock the horror mana of the Holy Master, and once again climbed dozens of times. At this moment, the vastness and purity of the mana in the body is even worse than some half-step saints.
In addition to the Wushuang Eucharist, and the power of the three major laws, Yang Fan doesn’t know where his limits are, but one thing is certain, even among the many senior veterans of the Lingwu Sacred Palace, his strength should be at the top. Of the list.
I'm afraid that only the senior veterans can stabilize him.
"Rumble..."
Swallowing the sky and the earth ~ The law is running again, continuing to swallow the power of the remaining life origin of the half-step saint.
Although he had the heart to win, Yang Fan didn't want to waste it in the next four days.
An hour later.
The half-step saint was completely wiped out, and turned into the purest life-origin force, rushing into Yang Fan's body through the swallowing black hole.
The breakthrough of cultivation level directly caused Yang Fan's devouring speed to skyrocket several times.
Replaced by the previous Yang Fan, it would take at least a long time for this half-step saint's remaining life source power to completely swallow.
Another white light shot into the swallowing black hole, but it was the second half-step early saint.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ... ..
As a stream of pure life origin energy was continuously swallowed by Yang Fan, his cultivation base that had just stabilized began to advance towards the middle stage of the Eight-Star Great Sage at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lingwu Temple, Lingwu Temple.
In the eyes of the Lingwu Holy Master, there is a faint trace of anxiety. Seeing that the decisive battle with the Tianwu Shengzi of the Witch Holy Palace that day is about to come, there is such a large moth, this heavenly prison weapon spirit is really true, even if Dissatisfied with what Yang Fan did, you are just telling Yang Fan out of hell, how can you lose people
Ten days have passed, and Yang Fan hasn't been spotted yet. It's really anxious.
Hey! I only hope to find Yang Fan in the next two days, otherwise, the battle will be suspended.
According to the latest information they received, the true combat power of the witch saint son that day not only reached the first level of the ancestral witch, that is, the half-step saint state, but also was not as simple as the first entry into the ancestral witch's combat power. For the price, the town has killed an early ancestor witch.
In recent decades, Zi Ah Tian Witch Sacred Palace has cultivated with all its strength at all costs, and its strength may have improved a lot, and even its true combat power has surpassed the mid-term ancestor witch.
Hao Gan, the first young master alone, could not be the opponent of the witch saint child on this day, and even if the five great young masters joined forces, it would be difficult to be the opponent of the witch saint child on this day.
For two days, he waited anxiously for the Holy Master of Lingwu, and slowly passed by.
The sky over the central mountain range of Lingwu Sacred Palace.
"Rumble..."
The sky was torn apart like a curtain.
A terrifying black skyship shuttled through the space all at once and appeared above the void.
On the black heavenly boat, stood a horrible strong man with a tiger's back and a bear waist, exuding a terrifying aura.
Each one looks like a demon, and the fleshy shell crushes everything, and a few breaths can break the space.
No one is under the eight-star great sage. There are thousands of such powerful people. Some of the outstanding ones are not under the powerful ones of the sage, and even a dozen of them are Half-step saints will palpitate for it.
What a terrifying formation, in the Lingwu Great World, apart from the Lingwu Sacred Palace, I am afraid that no other power can compare with it.
But among the strong, it was the stars and gongyue who surrounded one person.
This is a young man with a height of over ten feet tall. His entire population is like a sea of blood, his eyes are like the sun and the moon, and his head is like a mountain. Anyone who looks at him will seem to fall into that terrifying wild world. The whole body is filled with a terrible confidence that is indescribable, as if he can grasp everything at any time.
He doesn't move like a mountain, and the coercion that is prosperous like a sea is almost overthrowing the entire world.
"This...what the hell is going on?"
"Horror! A strong man who is so scary, he... Who are they?"
"Why did you come to my Lingwu Sacred Palace? Isn't it because you want to attack our Lingwu Sacred Palace?"
In the central mountain range, countless disciples of the Lingwu Sacred Palace were horrified, all of them looked at the terrifying figure like a demon god in the sky with horrified eyes, guessing their origin and identity, and engaged in a battle with the Tianwu Sacred Palace The matter is clear to the upper and lower Lingwu Sacred Palace, that is, the real high-level people. The others, the eight-star and nine-star high-level sages, are not very clear, let alone these quasi-sacred realms, and even He is a disciple and deacon who is not a quasi-sage.
"Rumble..."
A half-step saint's terrifying aura swept across the eastern sky, and soon, I saw a bright blue light staying hundreds of miles away from the black sky boat.
From the bright blue light came out an old man dressed in a blue robe with white beard and hair.
I saw him looking directly at the powerful people in the black sky boat, and calmly said, "Old man Qingyuan, senior veteran of Lingwu Shenggong, son of Tianwu Shenggong, and everyone, please come with the old man. The Lord is already in Lingwu. The temple awaits you all."