Invincible Bloodline

Yuya Principality, that small hidden world.

Yang Fan's eyes shone brightly, as if he could see through endless time and space.

I saw the big and powerful men who were about to come.

It's so easy to suppress a seventh-rank grand master, what will be the final harvest, just thinking about it makes people look forward to it.

You did the right thing by not taking the risk to go to the Tu Yi Kingdom.

Not to mention the huge risk, even if the three clans of Tianxiong, Shenxia, ​​and Tianyan were all wiped out, what would be gained.

Among the three clans, the two strongest ancestors had long been the nourishment for his growth.

How can it be compared with this harvest, it can't be said, taking this opportunity, it is expected to be promoted to the Eighth Heaven, Nine Heavens Dao Supreme in one fell swoop.

If this is the case, Yang Fan can't even imagine how much his combat power will skyrocket.

At that time, not to mention the king of low-level avenues, but the king of intermediate-level avenues, he might not necessarily be incapable of fighting.

......

Time passed by breath by second, and soon, more than half an hour passed.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a brilliant divine power that was a thousand times more terrifying than the Great Yin-Yang Lord, and ten thousand times more powerful, descended from the sky.

It is mighty and mighty, crushing towards the small world where Yang Fan is.

"Pfft..."

The void twisted for a while.

A person came from the sky, this is a stalwart man in dark red armor, every step he took, he left a huge dent in the void, it seemed that just one foot could destroy the entire world, His eyes are unruly and arrogant.

The breath dominates the heavens, the heavens and the earth, and I am the only one!

"Yang Fan, you can catch him quickly. I am kind, and I might give you a happy time."

The voice is like a bronze bell, rolling and boiling.

He didn't pay attention to Yang Fan, the "sixth-rank lord", he was an eighth-rank lord, and he was just a sixth-rank lord. In front of him, even running away was an extravagant hope.

"Things like ants, noisy!"

"What?"

Great Senior Darkfire stared at him, he couldn't believe his ears, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Something's wrong, a sixth-level grand lord, facing him, an eighth-rank grand lord, has no time to kneel down and beg for mercy, how dare he utter such wild words.

at this time......

\u0026quot;Boom...\u0026quot;

The sky was completely dark, and a big hand that covered the sky descended from the sky, crushing towards the Dark Fire Lord.

"Ah... no..."

In an instant, an ominous omen of disintegration enveloped the whole body of Lord Darkfire.

Under this overwhelming hand, he, the eighth-rank grand lord, was like the humble ants on the ground, unable to resist at all.

"Ah...this power...ten...the tenth rank grand lord, this is the power of the tenth rank grand master..."

It is absolutely impossible for even a ninth-rank grand lord to give him such a sense of powerlessness. Only the tenth-rank top grand lord can have such terrifying power.

"Behind this Yang Fan is a tenth-rank grand master, or is it that this Yang Fan has already been captured by the tenth-rank grand master..."

In an instant, a thought emerged in the mind of Great Master Dark Fire, but there was no doubt that Yang Fan was the tenth-rank Great Master.

The tenth-rank grand master and the sixth-rank grand master are separated by four big ranks. Not to mention a mere hundred epochs, even a hundred epochs, this Yang Fan boy may not be able to break through successfully.

The tenth level of the Great Senior, the further you go, the difficulty of breaking through is a thousand times, ten thousand times skyrocketing.

Even if Yang Fan has the inheritance of the King of the Great Dao, it is not easy to be promoted to the tenth rank.

"Ah...don't, my lord, spare me, Yang Fan belongs to you, little one, leave now, leave now..."

"Hey...you really want to be so desperate, I am His Majesty the Fire King, if you dare to hurt me, His Majesty the Fire King will not let you go..."

......

\u0026quot;Good! It is another high-level Grand Master, or an eighth-rank Grand Master. "

Yang Fan smiled in satisfaction, as for the Karmic Fire King behind the Dark Fire Lord, Yang Fan didn't take it to heart at all.

Since he dared to do this game, he was ready to offend many kings. On the Qin Lin Continent, most of the great masters have backgrounds behind them, and there are very few loose cultivator masters without any background, especially It is these high-ranking, top-notch great lords, and behind many of them are the kings of the road.

If Yang Fan wants to break through quickly and improve his cultivation, resources are indispensable. He will inevitably devour these great masters and become an enemy of the king of the great way. It will be a matter of time.

Unless, Yang Fan is willing to absorb the power of chaos honestly and practice painstakingly step by step.

next moment......

\u0026quot;Om...\u0026quot;

An invisible force, centered on Yang Fan, spread out.

Erase all traces of the war just now.

The good show has just begun, so don't frighten the fat sheep who are about to come.

Just like just now, he erased all the traces of the suppressed Yin-Yang Great Lord, otherwise, how could the Dark Fire Lord dare to come to the door so grandiosely.

He is just an eighth-tier grand lord who has just broken through without a hundred epochs. Compared with the ninth-tier grand lord, he is far worse than tens of billions, hundreds of billions of times.

It is considered lucky to be able to save one's life under the hands of a ninth-rank great venerable, but it is absolutely impossible to snatch food from a tiger's mouth.

......

Three hours later.

"Om..."

Yang Fan's eyes moved, his eyes were bright.

"Okay! Good! Good! The three great lords, and all of them are eighth-rank great lords."

Even if there is no big gain after winning these three eighth-rank great venerables, it is enough for his cultivation to break through to the next level.

......

\u0026quot; Obediently become the food for my growth. "

A sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and Yang Fan just slapped it out.

"Ah... no... the tenth-rank grand lord, the tenth-rank grand master found that little Yang Fan one step ahead of me..."

\u0026quot;Stop! I am Yihua, the son of the great lord Zuxuan, if you dare to kill me, my father will never die with you. "

"My lord, spare me, let me go, please, let me go."

......

Time flies, and half a month has passed.

Yang Fan couldn't hide the excitement and excitement on his face, and he said that in just half a month, he really made a lot of money.

Fifty-eight great venerables captured no eighteen great venerables.

Moreover, none of the Great Seniors is a low-level Great Senior. At the last time, they all have the fifth-level Great Seniors, and the number is only four people.

Knowing that Yang Fan is the "sixth-rank grand lord", the fourth-rank grand lord can't hold a match against him, and even saving his life is an extravagant hope. Under the fifth-rank grand lord, as long as he is not really blinded by that greed , I dare not easily participate in this muddy water.

Although the inheritance of the king of the great way is good, it must have that fate.

Among the remaining fifty-four great venerables, the sixth-level venerables have the largest number, almost half of them, twenty-three, the seventh-level venerables are next, with eighteen, the eighth-level venerables ten, and the last three It is the ninth rank grand lord.

Of course, Yang Fan offended many people.

Not to mention the half-step kings of those tenth-tier top-level great lords, there are as many as seven kings of the Dao alone.

Not including King Tu Yi, whom he had offended from the very beginning.

But it's nothing, there are so many middle-level and high-level great lords, even if they can't be promoted to the Eighth Heaven Dao Supreme, they are not far behind.

The king of the avenue, who is strong and who is weak, has to be said after a battle.

......

\u0026quot;Boom...\u0026quot;

Suddenly, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, and stood up from the god seat with a hush, his expression excited.

"Okay! Finally let me wait..."

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