The fire of destruction, the wind of doomsday, the icy glass dragon, and the death Thunder Dragon, all of which can not be said to be fearless. Even the most powerful and half holy, it is often a situation of life and death.

Unfortunately, he ran into Yang Fan, a freak. The four levels not only did not hinder Yang Fan, but also made Yang Fan complete. Yang Fan's cultivation was further improved, and he stepped into the peak of the holy master at one stroke. The power of pure flesh and shell is nearly a million semi holy power.

This is the top half saint, Fang can control the terrible power, terrible, really terrible.

Once the combat power is fully opened, the sage's supreme authority will be absolutely invincible unless he uses high-level sacred vessels.

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the world of great famine.

Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked into the distance. His sight seemed to be able to pass through countless spaces, penetrate nothingness and see through everything.

At this moment....

"chirp...."

a high chirp of the Phoenix, a blue Luan bird with its wings spread over thousands of feet, fell directly from the sky, and the claw that could tear the mountains and rivers directly came to Yang Fan, obviously taking Yang Fan as his prey.

"Evil animal, looking for death

Yang Fan's eyes flashed cold, just a quasi Holy Land Luan bird, but also dare to stretch their claws on their own, simply do not know how to die.

"Boom..."

in a flash, the blue Luan bird exploded in the air, and the blood fell on the ground.

it scared the four sides to regard Yang Fan as a bird and beast eating in the dish, and scattered everywhere. The blue Luan bird was also a bully among them, and few could compare with it.

Yang Fan frowned slightly, but he didn't kill all of them. A group of mole ants just ran away.

The next moment....

"boom...."

Yang Fan's body moved, directly tearing the space, and heading for the holy palace of nadoro.

In less than a few minutes, Yang Fan had arrived in front of Dora saint's palace.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, I only feel that this Dora saint's palace is grand and solemn. It is not until recently that he really realizes his horror that Yang Fan feels suffocated.

Terror! If they were other martial arts, they would have been crushed to the ground and worshipped.

It is worthy of being an intermediate saint's residence, which is extraordinary.

...

"I don't know how many treasures the Dora Saint left in this holy palace?"

Yang Fan looked at the magnificent Duoluo holy palace, and his eyes twinkled with gold. It was said that this Dora sage was worth a lot of money, but he was the best among the ancient sages. In ancient times, the two high-level saints of Xuehe and Lingwu could compare with them.

"It's hard to say high-level sacres, but there should be some intermediate ones."

If he can refine one or two intermediate sacred vessels, Yang Fan will be really fearless to anyone. Even if he is a slightly weaker one, as long as he does not have a middle level holy weapon to protect his body, he is confident to fight against one of them. Even if the Shura take the initiative to use the details of their Shura family and use them to inherit the sacred utensils, he will have to fight again.

"Hoo......"

took a deep breath and forced down the excitement in my heart.

Yang Fan's right hand waved, a purple light cut through the void.

A shining purple key appeared in the air, not the secret key of nadora sage, but what it was.

Time goes by, time flies!!!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ...

the purple light soared, and the secret key of Dora sage, half the size of a palm, instantly began to expand at the speed of flesh to eye, one foot..... One Zhang..... Ten Zhang..... Hundred Zhang..... Thousand Zhang....

finally, it expanded to ten thousand feet, and then stopped expanding.

The next moment....

"boom...."

the secret key of Dora sage, which is ten thousand feet in size, is directly transformed into a streamer, which is inserted into the huge keyhole above the gate.

the purple secret key turns slightly.

The gate of the holy palace opened slowly.

The supreme purple light radiated from the gate.

A stream of holy breath, enjoy the spray out.

The breath seems to be able to wash the soul, let people have a sense of floating, eclosion and soaring.

"Ha ha ha... The treasure of Dora sage, the young master is here." At this moment, even with Yang Fan's mood, I can't help but feel excited. It's a saint's supreme, and it's also the supreme treasure house of the highest intermediate sage.If it is other people, at the moment, said to have been excited to jump up.

The next moment......

Yang Fan stepped into the open Dora palace.

...

however, Yang Fan, who went deep into Dora's holy palace, did not know it, just when the door of Dora holy palace was opened.

Ancestral land, the sea of fire he first passed.

Suddenly, one after another of the most amazing lights burst out from the center of the sea of fire. Soon, the light covered the whole sea of despair.

And it's expanding at a terrifying speed.

Even hundreds of light-years away, you can clearly see the dazzling light.

The sea of despair is 500 light years away from the southeast.

The center of a sea of spiritual power.

Dressed in a blue robe and with an ethereal breath, Qingxuan, the son of Qingxuan, sat cross legged and quickly refined the pure spiritual power around him, forming a terrifying ocean vortex.

It seems that the nine sky can burst out of the sky.

"What is that? Is it possible that there is a treasure

The next moment......

Qingxuan's body moved and rose directly into the sky.

The ancestral land is the birthplace of the sages, and there are many relics of the sages buried here.

Every time a treasure is born, it is a top-level quasi sacristy. Even the real sacristy has not appeared.

Even for these saints, every top-level quasi holy instrument is precious enough to make them greatly improve their strength. If they are lucky enough to get one, it is no longer a luxury to challenge the first evil spirit, the son of Shura.

...

the sea of despair is 350 light years away in the northwest.

A holy white lotus, floating a sea of spiritual power.

Numerous spiritual powers are directly transformed into Taoist spiritual powers. The real dragon rises into the sky and rushes into the white lotus. Finally, it is absorbed by the beautiful, enchanting and enchanting flower god Saint Hua ruoman in the center of the white lotus.

"Hiss..." what a terrible light, is it a sacred vessel? "

The next moment....

"boom...."

the holy white lotus whirled rapidly, tearing the space, and in a blink of an eye, disappeared in the vast sky.

the sea of despair is 600 light-years away in the West. In a huge sea of spiritual power, endless thunder covers the sea of spiritual power, completely covering the whole sea of spiritual power.

The thunderbolt of terrifying destruction diffused slowly in the depth of the sea of spiritual power. A terrible giant with a height of more than 100000 feet, surrounded by the light of destruction thunder, stands in the center of the sea of miraculous power, with its mouth wide open, just like a whale sucking in water.

Every breath, every second, hundreds of millions of tons of sea water are consumed by it.

Although compared with the speed of Yang Fan's phagocytosis, it's totally a little bit of a witch, which is more than a billion times less than that. However, for other saints, it can be called terror, which is more than several times stronger.

At this moment, the thunder giant's body began to shrink rapidly.

In the twinkling of an eye, he turned into an ordinary man. This is a young man in gold armour. His whole body is shining with thunder, and his momentum dominates the world. Faintly, he seems to be able to hear bursts of battle songs from ancient times. It is just like the ancient god of thunder, who is high above, revived in this era.

"This magnificent light is definitely a sacred instrument, and it is not an ordinary low-level holy instrument, and it may even be an intermediate one. Hahaha... Luck! What luck!! "

" I'm going to decide on this holy weapon. Anyone who dares to block me will be the enemy of Lin Xiao. "

...

the flame is in the north of the world, a thousand light years away.

A fearsome Jinpeng, whose wings can't reach a hundred thousand miles, is flying rapidly along the dried up sea of spiritual power, hoping to find out the truth.

However, soon, the wings of the golden winged ROC fluttered, and the speed soared to the extreme. He could no longer find out why the sea of spiritual power dried up.

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