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Shengwu, main control room.

A number of saints and pseudo saints were so shocked that they could not believe everything in front of them. Many middle-level saints were even more rude. What did they see from his grandmother and killed him in seconds? The sixth level intermediate saint was killed by Yang Fan.

Gululu... This... How could this be possible? How could it be possible?

Although Yang Fan was able to win the battle, in their opinion, Yang Fan would have to go through a hard struggle, or even pay some price, in order to suppress the six level intermediate sages. To their surprise, one blow, one blow, would destroy the six level intermediate sages.

Yang Fan just burst out of the power, is the eighth level intermediate sage, do not dare to have the slightest underestimate.

Change... Change state. It's really too much.

He... How old is he?

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at least, the saints in Lingwu holy palace still have some preparation in mind. They know that Yang Fan has the power to compete with naker, but there are no living thieves, but they are different. One by one, they almost stare out of their own eyes. As soon as... A fake saint, it's equal to the high-level and intermediate saints. I ~ shit, I'm not dreaming? Otherwise, how can such absurd things happen.

I can't believe it. I can't believe it.

There is a gap between a pseudo saint and a high-level and intermediate sage, which is more than 100000 light years.

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a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

Wusheng Shengzun and others just reluctantly accepted this frightening reality.

The next moment....

"boom ~ ~"

a terrible killing opportunity that is hard to describe in words flickers in the eyes of the immortal saint.

Death, this monster must die today.

Otherwise, they will have to eat and sleep.

Just a fake saint, his combat power is almost equal to that of the eighth level intermediate sage. If you give him a period of growth, it will be fine, that is, he is far from his opponent.

However, the Mahatma did not directly start, but issued the order to assemble and fire.

An eight level intermediate sage is still this kind of physical training that specializes in the power of flesh and shell. Even if he makes a move in person, it is easy to defeat him, but if he wants to kill him, he is afraid that it will be very difficult. If he is not careful, he will probably pay a painful price.

No breath.

"Boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~"

wusheng, together with hundreds of skeleton warships, opened fire one after another. The endless beam of destruction directly tore the sky, turning into a terrible meteor fire rain, and exploded towards Yang Fan.

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Shengwu, main control room.

"Ah, it's not good..."

the faces of all the saints changed suddenly. Wusheng and hundreds of skeletons launched in one round. The terror of the power was that the nine level intermediate saints were able to inflict heavy damage and even blow up. Although Yang Fan showed that he was directly chasing the eighth level middle level saints, but under the terrible power that even the Ninth level intermediate saints could be destroyed, Yang Fan was able to destroy them But very weak.

In a flash, all people's eyes were focused on the spirit and martial saint.

At this moment, the only one who can save Yang Fan is Lingwu Shengzun.

What people didn't think of was that the old God was sitting on his throne with no intention of rescuing Yang Fan.

What's going on in the end?

It's hard for the grandmaster not to do it yet. Is it difficult for him to...

all of a sudden, a terrible idea appeared in the sea of knowledge of all saints. Yang Fan's potential against the heaven threatened the status of the sage of Lingwu. It was easy.

The grandmaster is confused. This is completely self destruction.

Less than 400 years old, they have the fighting power of high-level and middle-level saints. Such monsters will not be able to imagine in the future. As long as Yang Fan is around, it is not impossible for them to surpass other big forces, dominate Tiannan boundary river, or even dominate Emma realm. How can they ignore them because of their selfish intentions.

At this time...

"boom ~ ~"

millions of columns of destruction light exploded in the sky near Yangfan, and the terrible energy tide completely destroyed the stars in a light year, and the stars turned into the most brilliant fireworks.

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"hahaha ~ ~ ~ dead, this little monster is dead..." wusheng Shengzun and a number of saints wantonly laughed. No matter how talented you are, you must die in my hands.

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"it's over, it's all over." One Zun Sheng Zun, a fake saint, fell down on his seat like a dead ash, and one by one looked at the spiritual and martial saints on the throne. They were full of hidden resentment. If they didn't know that they were far from the opponents of Lingwu sage, they really wanted to ask Lingwu Shengzun what he thought, such as Yang Fan, a rebellious monster, how many palaces could it be? We are the spirit How much virtue has been accumulated to have one in wusheng palace.How could you just watch him die and get kicked in the head by a donkey.

A lot of people have the heart to quit the holy palace of spirit and martial arts.

Cold heart, really is extremely cold.

Even Yang Fan, such an evil spirit against heaven, can give up at will, let alone these people.

It's better to leave Lingwu palace as early as possible, so as not to become an abandoned son one day.

"Don't worry about it. Who is this seat? I don't know..." Lingwu Shengzun shook his head helplessly. "Yang Fan is not as simple as you think...

" what? Is there a turning point in things? " The bodies of the saints and the pseudo saints are shocked. If you think about it carefully, the grandmaster is not the one who envies the virtuous. Otherwise, heaven punishes the saints and they will not be promoted to the position of high-level saints. To tell the truth, if the grandmaster really can't accommodate Yang Fan, Yang Fan will not be in the world for a long time.

It is very easy to kill an intermediate sage with the power of the Ninth level high-level holy master.

But is it possible? That's a terrible force that even the Ninth level intermediate sage can destroy.

Just then...

"boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~ ~"

the endless light burst out from the center of destruction, shining brightly across the starry sky.

At the next moment...

a giant god with a height of several million Zhang appears in the sight of the public.

It's Yang Fan.

After the power of flesh and shell was promoted to the level six intermediate saint's realm, Yang Fan's meat shell defense was almost equal to the five plunder sacred vessels. He urged the holy body of ten thousand beasts with all his strength. Although the terror of the flesh shell defense was not as great as that of the six robber sacred vessels, it was among the top of many five robber sacred vessels.

Although the round of Volley was terrifying, there was still a long way to go before we wanted to blow up a top-level five robbers sacred relic.

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"ah! Not dead, Yang Fan is not dead. "

"Good ~ ~ ~ good ~ ~ ~ good ~ ~ ~ that's great."

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in an instant, the whole main control room of the Shengwu broke out into cheers. Soon, everyone looked to the holy master of Lingwu with some apologies. If they didn't understand that they had misunderstood their ancestors, they would have lived in vain for so many years.

It's us who treat a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. We can't do the villain's thing with the personality of our ancestors.

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no birth number.

"No... it's not a human being, he is... He's not a human being..."

the laughter of Wu Sheng Sheng Sheng Zun and others stopped. Instead, there was endless panic. Even if it was the immortal saint, his eyes were full of unspeakable fear.

He's the only one in the fleet.

But the monster was so good that it was able to hold on to its shell without any damage.

Terror! It's really scary.

What's more, the breath that he sends out at the moment is more than a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than before. He is faintly beyond the category of an intermediate sage, which makes him tremble.

Go, go now.

Soon, there was a sense of retreat in Wu Sheng Sheng's heart. The fleet volley was almost their strongest attack means, but it was still difficult to hurt them. That is to say, the monster was born in an invincible position and continued to fight. It was of no other use except to increase casualties.

Just want to go, it is not so easy, finally encounter such a large piece of fat, Yang Fan how can let them run so.

It's a matter of time.

"Pooh ~ ~"

Yang Fan's body moved, stepped out, and directly appeared in front of the wusheng fleet.

"Well, it's all over."

"Boom ~ ~"

Yang Fan clapped it with one hand, swallowing, five elements and suppressing... The power of the twenty-five sacred laws erupted together and shrouded away towards the lifeless fleet.

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the author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you for your reward.

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