C1175

"Boom ~ ~"

the black hole was engulfed and crushed by a strong force. The ancestor of Qinglin, who regarded Yang Fan as a mole aphid, only had time to send out a cry of despair, and the whole person was swallowed up by the black hole without any resistance.

Using the most powerful cards of the Empire, Laozu Qinglin's combat power is not bad. It can be compared with some thirteen false saints, that is, ordinary level-1 intermediate saints. It's hard for him to be his opponent. Unfortunately, he ran into Yang Fan, a freak. Even if it was just a thread of Holy Spirit, his combat power exceeded most of the intermediate level saints, comparable to level 5 or even level 6 intermediate saints.

The difference between a large rank and several great realms is totally incalculable.

Second kill, is really normal.

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"cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.

No way. It's not true. It's not true.

Hallucinations, they must be hallucinations.

The ancestors who used the most profound information of the Empire were the thirteen false holy cities. How could they have been defeated, or were they so devastated that there was no room for resistance.

The thirteen false saints, not to mention that in their ordinary empires, that is, among the ancient countries, they are the most powerful and rarely meet with enemies.

...

after a long time, a group of pseudo holy prescriptions reluctantly accepted the frightening reality.

"No, I can't die. I can't die."

"Run, run."

...

all of a sudden, the faces of all the pseudo saints changed a little, reflecting that now is not the time to shock. If you don't escape, your life will be over. As for saving the ancestors, forget it. Even the ancestors who are as powerful as the thirteen false saints are easily suppressed by the evil spirits, not to mention the aphids who are the strongest but six False holy places It's not enough for the devil to slap.

Laozu Zong, don't blame your grandson for being unfilial. The evil spirit is too powerful to be defeated by human.

"Boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~ ~"

in an instant, twelve false saints turned into streamers and fled in all directions, only to hate their parents for giving them less legs.

...

"want to escape? Have you asked this seat? " Yang Fan showed a sneer of disdain, "be obedient and become the nourishment for your growth."

"Boom ~ ~"

those terrible saints, which are comparable to the high-level and intermediate saints, swept out and turned into an invisible net of holy knowledge. The twelve false saints were captured in one net.

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"the town ~ ~ ~ has been suppressed, and all the ancestors have been suppressed."

"Wuwuwu ~ ~ ~ how could this happen? How could it be like this?"

"It's over. It's all over."

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collapse: countless alien groups in the imperial city of Qinglin have completely collapsed, and the large-scale and large-scale alien groups collapse to the ground in despair like a pool of mud.

The Empire was the strongest, and their invincible ancestors were easily suppressed. Today, even the puppet saints and strongmen have been destroyed. What else can they do to fight against the evil spirits that day.

At this time...

"boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~"

under the leadership of sixteen false saints, a large army of black armor swarmed out of the 4000 yaoyang warships, rolling toward the Qinglin imperial city, For these ants who are not even pseudo saints, Yang Fan doesn't have the slightest desire to fight. If even such a small minion wants him to do it in person, what's the use of raising so many subordinates? Do you have dry food?

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"Oh, no, don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Wuwuwu... Help me, who will help me?"

"Beast, I will fight with you."

"Surrender, I surrender."

...

a day later, there was no voice of resistance in the whole Qinglin imperial city. Either he surrendered to become a prisoner or went down to see the king of hell.

As for the fish that missed the net, there was no such thing. I don't know when, the 4000 yaoyang warships had already been scattered around the Qinglin imperial city. Moreover, the millions of Yuehua warships inside the warships were also released and surrounded the whole Qinglin imperial city. No one dared to escape, he would be killed with one shot.

Soon, massive resources were carried onto the major warships.

An empire is an empire. It's not like Dapeng and huangniu. It's just a palace of Qinglin emperor. Its resources are tens of times higher than those of the cattle king. In addition, the gains of the princes and ministers' residences are more than 100 times more than that of the cattle king.

If we win the whole Qinglin Empire, what will be the harvest.I'm afraid it will not be much worse than the life accumulation of a nine level intermediate saint. I have to say that this land of origin is really a treasure land.

...

not long after Yang Jiajun completely captured Qinglin Imperial City, Wanlong City, the capital of poison dragon Empire, and the imperial capital of Tianxiang Empire, both ushered in a large fleet of 3000 warships.

Compared with the two empires of celestial phenomena and poison dragon, Qinglin imperial city is obviously much closer to the six kingdoms. It took an extra day for the two fleets to reach the two imperial capitals.

Although Tianxiang Empire and poison dragon Empire rank after Qinglin Empire, Tianxiang Empire ranks 34th among the 49th empires in Yangyun region, and poison dragon Empire ranks 41st. However, both countries have some details to become empires. Otherwise, they would have been annexed by Qinglin empire.

For example, the elephant empire of that day also had an old monster of seven false holy places. With the help of ethnic background, it was able to exert the power of ten false saints in a short time. However, the poison dragon Empire, although the ancestor of the Empire was only one of the six False Saints, the poison dragon Empire had a great array of ten dragons, which combined the power of ten dragons in a short time, and the poison dragon ancestor could also break out ten false saints Come on.

If it were not for the two fleets, they would have to suffer a great loss.

Although there is no real holy body, it is far from being compared with the real intermediate saints. However, its combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of ordinary nine level saints.

And a 3000 number of yaoyang fleet can barely compete with a seven level sage. Even if we add in the warships, hundreds of millions of Yang's troops and hundreds of thousands and a half saints can at most compete with a top eight level sage.

...

one day later.

The two emperors have followed the Qinglin Imperial City, accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, and directly became the wedding dress of others.

Although the two emperors can not compare with Qinglin Imperial City, but together, it is more than three levels beyond the Qinglin imperial city.

Great harvest, great harvest.

Sure enough, the buyer and seller without capital is the king.

After nine days, Lingwu holy city has taken shape.

In a month or two at most, it will take shape.

Monks build cities so fast.

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the center of Lingwu holy city is a splendid palace.

Yang Fan in black stands quietly in the center of the hall.

Around it, there are 12 pieces of purple gas.

It seems that there are endless laws flashing on it. Just at a glance, it seems that you can fall into epiphany and roam in the endless truth.

Hongmeng Ziqi is all Hongmeng Ziqi.

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