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Looking at Shang Yuanyang in the sky, Yang Fan felt a burst of laughter. This shangyuanyang was really boastful. He even wanted to take himself as his apprentice. Even a little three-star would-be saint, he didn't take any piss to take care of himself. People who didn't know thought he was a strong saint and a supreme saint.

However, Shang Yuanyang obviously didn't think so. When he touched Yang Fan's scornful eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little displeasure. What kind of look did he look at? He was a three-star quasi saint. In the red dragon continent, where the strong were like clouds, they were all first-class and first-class strong men. If he was accepted as a saint by half a step, he was definitely qualified.

However, at the thought of Yang Fan's rebellious talent, Shang Yuanyang's displeasure immediately forced him down. Monsters like Yang Fan were among the main land, the Lingwu continent, and they were afraid that none of them could be found. If they were missed, they would regret for life.

With his own talent, if there is no miracle, the four-star quasi saint is almost his limit.

In order to be able to walk far enough, this tone of voice I bear.

Hum, when you become my disciple, I'll see how to make you.

The next moment....

"Hoo....", Shang Yuanyang organized some words and said, "young friend Yang Fan, you can say that. It's not clear about the cultivation of this seat. You can see that there is still a realm above the invincible emperor, that is, half step quasi Saint....

before Shang Yuanyang finished speaking, Yang Fan sneered and said," no It's the place to be holy. Who doesn't know. "

"What? You... You know? "

When Shang Yuanyang was shocked, he looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. He knew that there was no such thing as "quasi saint" on the land of weeping blood.

"Is it strange to know that?" Yang Fan some funny way, really think that he is not the earth leopard?

"You... You... You... You left the land of weeping blood?" Smell speech, Shang Yuanyang heart a shudder, startled way.

"You are only allowed to leave the land of weeping blood, and I am not allowed to leave?"

"How could that be? How dare you..."? How dare you? " Shang Yuanyang looks inconceivable. The sea of Lingwu is a forbidden area for those who cry blood on the mainland. At most, under the activities in the shallow sea near the mainland, they can't leave the mainland at all.

At that time, if he had not reached the limit of his accomplishments and had no way to advance, he would not have made up his mind to cross the ocean to seek a breakthrough.

It's almost a road of no return. It's impossible to say that it's a situation of ten deaths and no life.

Now, just thinking about what happened in those years, Shang Yuanyang still has a feeling of palpitation.

More than ten years ago, what kind of cultivation was Yang Fan? It was just a person who could prove the emperor of Taoism. It was far from the limit that the bloody mainland could bear. There was no need to take that risk.

"Ha ha... All these things are not given by your grandson." Yang Fan some self mockery of a smile, looking at the hands of Shang Haowu in the eyes of a flash.

"Is it the puppet that really made him leave the bloody land? This... Is this possible? " Shang Yuanyang was surprised again. He had not used this kind of thing. He could move it out of one state, or it was the limit. The distance between the imperial palace of Shang Dynasty and the sea of Lingwu was more than ten states and one hundred states.

It is impossible for a puppet to have such great power.

However, soon, Shang Yuanyang suppressed his shock. Now, it is no longer helpful to investigate how Yang Fan left the bloody mainland. It is better to think about how to deal with Yang Fan.

In a short period of more than ten years, he has been able to cross dozens of realms from a single star emperor to a half step holy land. The land he has reached is likely to be the same as that of the red dragon continent in which he is located. It is a secondary continent, an ordinary third-class continent, and there is absolutely no such resources.

Moreover, it is very likely that it has already become a member of a big power. Only when it is fully trained by one big power can it gather so many resources in such a short period of time.

Otherwise, no matter how evil Yang Fan is, there are not enough resources for promotion, and everything is in vain.

"What should I do now?"

The power behind Yang Fan is absolutely not weak, even compared with his ancestral clan in the mainland of Chilong. He is likely to have a great sage and a strong one.

"Do you just give up?"

In Shang Yuanyang's eyes, there was a deep reluctance, such a seed against heaven, once missed, I'm afraid that I don't want to meet a second one in my life.

"No, never give up. This is our only hope." Soon, a decision flashed in Shang Yuanyang's eyes, and he missed the chance. In the future, he did not have a glimpse of the holy land. It was a kind of extravagant hope.

The next moment......

Shang Yuan's face did not change its color, and again he said softly, "Yang Fan, as long as you take this seat as a teacher, I will try my best to cultivate you. You don't know what your accomplishments are, but I am......""Isn't it the three-star quasi saint! There's nothing to be proud of. " Yang Fan disdained a smile and directly interrupted Shang Yuanyang's boasting.

"What? You... You know? " Shang Yuanyang's face suddenly changed again, and an idea appeared in his mind, "no, Yang Fan is afraid that there are strong people around him..."

he is a three-star quasi saint. With Yang Fan's half step quasi holy cultivation, he can't see through his own cultivation. Now he can tell his own cultivation. There is only one possibility, that is, there is a strong person to protect him.

I should have thought that the sea of spirit and martial arts is not so easy to cross. It is my three-star quasi saint who has lived and died several times, not to mention such a half step quasi saint.

Suddenly, a decision flashed in Shang Yuanyang's eyes.

The next moment....

"boom...."

the movement of the right hand evolves into a terrifying mana hand, directly tearing the space and capturing Yang Fan.

Since the mysterious strong man can see through his accomplishments, his accomplishments may not be below him or even surpass him. Once he is entangled, he is afraid that he can no longer subdue Yang Fan. If he does not want to give up Yang Fan, there is only one possibility, that is, to capture Yang quickly before the mysterious strong man reacts Fan, and then directly leave the bloody land, as long as you return to the red dragon mainland, even if Yang Fan's forces behind, there are great saints and powerful people sitting in the town, you can't imagine what to do with him.

The Qiankun sect behind him is one of the ten major gates in the red dragon continent. There are several powerful people in the gate, and the strongest ancestor has reached the level of nine star quasi saint.

As for whether these posterity grandchildren would be banished and slaughtered by the furious mysterious strongman after he left, Shang Yuanyang could not care so much at this time.

Some descendants who don't know how many generations later will die.

How can you compare with your own future.

...

"huh?" Yang Fan was a little stunned. Some of them couldn't respond. Just now, Shang Yuanyang, who wanted to take him as his apprentice, started to fight him in the blink of an eye. His face turned too fast.

...

it's too late to say that!!!

The magic hand had already reached the top of Yang Fan. Seeing that he was about to capture Yang Fan in one fell swoop, Shang Yuanyang couldn't help but be glad that "it has become......

however, just at this moment....

" boom.... "

a brilliant golden light steamed from the top of Yang Fan's head and shot out at the big hand. In a flash, the magic hand was like The bubble was so common that it was swept away by the golden light.

"Ah! "How could this be..." Shang Yuanyang was so shocked that he almost gave up 12 levels of strength to capture Yang Fan in one fell swoop. With this blow, the two star quasi saints could be captured by him, not to mention Yang Fan, who was a half step quasi saint.

"It's not nice to be here, old man. Now it's my turn." Yang Fan's eyes crossed with a touch of banter.

The next moment....

when you move your right hand gently, you will grasp the Shang Yuanyang.

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: ask for a flower. If you have a flower, please don't be stingy with the flower in your hand.

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