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Xuanming Shengzun didn't want to fight directly with the other side, not to mention how powerful people were in the space warship. The second class boundary river warship alone could blow up their entire fleet. At most, it paid a little price.

They are the only ones who will die.

At this moment, he can only hope that the other party can fear their Jialan holy alliance and let them go.

In the Tiannan boundary river, there are numerous forces, and some weak forces have formed alliances in order to counter the strong enemy.

The Galan alliance is one of many Alliance forces.

The whole Jialan holy alliance is dominated by the high-level holy palace, and under it there are six middle-level holy palaces and thirty-six low-level holy palaces. In the vast Tiannan boundary river, it is also a first-class force, which is enough to make many high-level holy palaces fear.

In addition to the millions of high-quality crystal, xuanming saint can be regarded as sincere.

In general, Shengjing is also divided into the best, the best, the middle and the inferior. However, compared with the one to one million Xianjing, the gap between the grades of Shengjing is even larger. If a medium grade Xianjing is converted into a lower grade Shengjing, it will be enough to exchange 100 million lower grade Shengjing.

A million medium grade holy crystal, that is, a hundred trillion lower grade holy crystal. Most of the intermediate level holy statues have all their belongings.

Even if xuanming saint is a seven level intermediate saint, taking out a million of them at once is like cutting meat, which makes it painful.

At this moment...

a voice of indifference floated out of the holy Wu, saying, "I will be captured with my hands tied. Rao'er will not die. I will fight to the end and die." It's a joke that only one million Zhongpin Shengjing wants to buy their lives. Apart from other things, the value of those 36 Top Star River warships is far more than million Zhongpin Shengjing.

"Are you really going to fight against me? Friends, do not do too much in everything. More friends are better than many enemies. " There was a flurry in xuanming's eyes, but he still pretended to be calm. At the moment, only the tiger skin of Jialan shengmeng was able to make them rely on.

"Stubborn, take the road to death." There was a flash of opportunity in the eyes of the holy master of Lingwu. If it was the top holy alliance with the top holy palace, he could not be afraid of three points. Just a Kalan holy alliance also wanted him to give him face. I really don't know what it means.

Among the many holy alliances, the Kalan holy alliance can only be regarded as medium. The strongest one, like the holy palaces of spirit and martial arts, has three high-level saints sitting in the town. Only the strongest one, that is, in the sixth level high-level holy realm, can single out the three high-level saints in the Galan holy palace.

Even if the power of the whole Kalan holy alliance is gathered, it will be a little weaker than their holy palaces of spirit and martial arts.

And it's not even Yang Fan, the mutant monster.

The next moment...

the holy master of Lingwu turned his eyes, looked down at the twelve intermediate saints below, and ordered, "shenjizi, they will give it to you." Just a medium holy palace fleet is not worth the effort of the nine level high-level holy master himself. There are twelve intermediate saints under his seat.

"Yes, grandmaster." Twelve intermediate saints such as Shenji Shengzun got up one after another.

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between breath.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.

As if a demon came into the world, the breath of terror seemed to be able to crush everything. In an instant, it enveloped the whole Xuantian fleet and surrounded them.

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command room of Xuantian Fleet Center.

"Ten..... Twelve intermediate saints, and even two ninth level intermediate saints. When it's over, everything is over..." xuanming's face is 100, and his heart is filled with despair that can't be described in words.

With their strength, even if they fight to the death, they can fight with a nine level intermediate saint.

The two nine level intermediate saints are enough to suppress them completely. What's more, there are ten intermediate saints. Two of them are the same as him. They are seven level intermediate saints.

This line-up is not without the strength of the first world war against the high-ranking saints of the previous level. It is simply not what they can compete with, that is, if they want to run, they can not run.

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in the void.

Shenji Shengzun looked down at the Xuantian fleet in front of him and said coldly, "I'd like to ask you one last time. Do you want to go down or not?"

"This... This... This..." flashed a hesitation in xuanming's eyes, so he surrendered. Although he could save his life, he would certainly lose his freedom and become a lowly slave. However, if he continued to resist, there was only one way to die.

"No tears without coffins! Everybody, let's go. " The holy master of Shenji gave an attack order with a flash in his eyes.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."The terror of Taoism, which was full of ferocity, burst out from the bodies of Shenji Shengzun and others and swept across the starry sky.

"Poo Hoo ~ ~ ~ poo Hoo ~ ~"

in all directions, the sky is full of stars, and countless stars collapse into slag.

"No, everyone is ready to fight..." xuanming Shengzun's face suddenly changed. Thirty six Xuantian warships were quickly charged. As soon as xuanming Shengzun gave an order, the strongest firepower would burst out.

Just then...

"wait a minute." A slightly ethereal voice came from behind Shenji Shengzun and others.

"Well? Is there a turning point? " If you can't fight, it will be the best. But if you want to tear your face completely, it will only be them who will suffer.

Between breathing.

"Boom ~ ~"

a brilliant black light cuts through the void and suddenly appears in front of Shenji Shengzun and others. It is like a column, connecting the sky and the earth.

The next moment....

a man came out of the bright black light. It looked like a young figure. Not only did his face look young, but he was really young. His bone age was probably not more than 10000 years old. His whole body was flat, just like an ordinary man who did not know any martial arts.

Walking leisurely, with a sense of leisurely walk.

"Yang Fan, you... You're out." Seeing the light figure of that year, the twelve saints, such as Shenji Shengzun, showed surprise and even mixed with awe.

It's Yang Fan, not anyone else.

It's not that Yang Fan just went out today, but that he felt the external situation and didn't want to continue refining. The immortal Saint went out directly.

Two intermediate saints, ten low-level saints and eighteen false saints are also a big piece of fat.

Originally, he didn't push his combat power to the seventh level high-level holy realm, but with these 30 strong men, it was different. Yang Fan had at least half the hope to make his combat power step into the seventh level high-level holy realm and become the undisputed second-class strongman of Lingwu holy palace.

Among the three high-level saints in Lingwu holy palace, except for Lingwu saint, which is in the nine level high-level holy realm, the heaven punishing Holy One is only in the sixth level high-level holy reverence state, and the last yin-yang holy one has only three-level high-level cultivation.

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"what's going on here? Who is this young man A deep doubt flashed in the eyes of xuanming sage and others. Even if this young man is the son of a certain high-level saint, he should not let a number of high-level saints look like this. In the starry world, everything depends on the strength of his words. No matter how dignified his status and background is, it is impossible for an intermediate saint to be awed.

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"gentlemen, how about these people giving up to kids?"

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