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Yang Fan is famous in the whole Yangyun region. Even in the surrounding regions, it was very famous for a time. However, few people actually met Yang Fan, especially those present. Most of the people present were external creatures. In Yangyun area, the foundation was far from being compared with other ancient countries and empires. For Yang Fan, only his name was heard, but no one was seen.

"Yes, this seat is Yang Fan." Yang Fan step out, from a high, overlooking the Zifeng childe, frankly admitted.

"What? Are you... Are you Yang Fan? " Zifeng Zifeng's body trembled. His eyes were as big as fish's eyes. One eye looked at Yang Fan strangely. God, do you want to play with me? Do you want to be so exciting? I'll mention Yang Fan casually, and you will send the great God to me. Do you know that my little heart can't stand it.

Yang Fan is who, that is in a short period of two years on a unified square large area change ~ state monster.

Before that, it was rumored that the four Dragon generals of the ancient Jinlong clan were killed by the ruthless town of Yang Fan.

This is a real tough character.

As for Yang Fan's words, Zifeng has no doubt. In Yangyun area, no one has the courage to pretend to be Yang Fan. That's because he thinks his life is too long.

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"Yang Fan, he is Yang Fan."

"Damn it, why did he come?"

"What can we do? If we change the state, we will have our share."

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in all directions, a group of strong men have dark eyes, and they are in constant pain. It's hard to find out the purple color of Hong Meng. However, they have to give up their hands. How can they be reconciled? But what can they do if they are not willing to do so? Yang Fan is not a monster they can provoke.

At this moment...

"Hoo ~ ~ ~" took a deep breath. Zifeng forced down the panic in his heart and forced himself to calm down and said, "Yang Fan, you'd better not be too greedy. I found out the Hongmeng Ziqi first. You should give us a chance. Don't forget that you will leave the original land sooner or later."

"Yes, I am the Tianyuan holy palace. If you don't give me face, you must give me face." When others heard this, they were shocked. Yang Fan was not one of the aborigines of the original continent. Sooner or later, he was going to leave the original continent. Could he still be bold enough to defeat all the people.

"There are also my Zhenyang holy palace (liujue Shenggong, Qiankun Shenggong, moye Shenggong)... Yang Fan, Hongmeng Ziqi in Ziling gorge, we also want more, only half..." other Tianjiao demons also burst out their backstage.

Among them, there are six top-level palaces. There are 38 high-level palaces such as Lingwu holy palace. As for intermediate and low-level palaces, there are more.

This power is the top holy palace. We should think twice about it. Although Yang Fan's momentum has been achieved, there is still a long way to go compared with the top holy palace.

They believe that Yang Fan will definitely make the right choice, and they have already stepped back, as long as half Hongmeng purple gas.

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above the void.

"Stubborn." Yang Fan's eyes flashed with a flash of cold, and his eyes flashed with deep disdain. Others were afraid of the power behind them, but Yang Fan was not afraid of him. Today, his power is no less than one of the top holy palaces. If eight hundred years later, even Yang Fan is not sure what level he can grow up to. It is impossible for him to become a saint, but it is very difficult for some ten or a half step saints What's the danger to him.

But in the vast Tiannan boundary river, there are only a few of them. It is a big problem if we can't find more than ten false saints.

Yang Fan doesn't care about them.

If you give him a period of time to swallow up millions of Hongmeng Ziqi, Hongmeng immortal body will step into the realm of Xiaocheng, and he will be able to fight against the powerful one of the holy king and sweep the Tiannan boundary river by himself.

The next moment...

"boom ~ ~"

an ancient sacrificial platform suddenly rises from the top of Yang Fan, and the evil spirit is strong and everywhere.

"Boom ~ ~"

a flash of black light, a hundred thousand demons suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan.

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"hiss ~ ~ ~ what an army of demons, what a terrible momentum..." tens of thousands of strong people in all directions, from the six False saints to the ordinary perfect half saints, trembled in their hearts. In front of the demon army, they were like the humble aphids on the ground, as if they could kill them easily if they wanted.

"Damn it, this... What does Yang Fan want to do..." an ominous omen surged into the hearts of the people. "Is it difficult? Is it possible that he still dares to fight with us? No, it's impossible. How dare he... "At this moment...

Yang Fan's lips moved and said coldly, "the night of mangcang."

"The end will be in."

The first one of the hundred thousand demons army sent out the Wei'an man with the terror of the middle-level saints.

Mangcang night, originally the nine false saints of mangcang ancient country, was sacrificed by Yang Fan to become a demon fighting puppet. After the decisive battle of Huanglong gorge, it absorbed the spirit of boundless blood evil spirits, and its combat power directly soared to the fourth level intermediate Saint level. In today's demon army, it can be called the first person. Yang Fan has given the position of the Demon Lord to command the 100000 demon God army.

"I'll kill you, not one."

Yang Fan's eyes are killing, and he orders.

However, it is not as good as a group of false gods who have been devoured by the six fairylands.

"Yes, Lord."

The reverence of the night should be, in the eyes, the light of bloodthirsty twinkles.

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

the terrible evil spirit erupted from the army of 100000 demons and spread everywhere. The demon battle started. In a short time, a black giant with a height of more than a million feet appeared between the heaven and the earth. The whole body was so powerful that many high-level saints of nine levels should be frightened.

"Poo Hoo ~ ~ ~ poo Hoo ~ ~"

in all directions, the space of big ~ big ~ piece, can't bear the terrible pressure, just like a mirror.

"No, this Yang Fan is killing us."

Hearing this, Zifeng's pupils shrank and a touch of unspeakable panic flashed in his eyes. The breath of the black giant was too terrible. Even if he used all the cards, he was far from the enemy of his combination. He escaped far away.

"Yang Fan, stop it. If you dare to move a hair of my young master, I will not rest with you."

"Yang Fan, you must not mistake yourself. It's too late to stop now. Otherwise, there will be no place for you in Tiannan Jiehe."

"Mr. Yang Fan, if you have something to say, if you have something to say, villains will quit, and you will quit."

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flustered. At this moment, all the strong people around him were in a panic. I really didn't expect that Yang Fan would dare to take the world's disrespect and lay a firm hand on them. In an instant, there were continuous threats and requests for mercy.

"This seat has given you opportunities, but you have not grasped them." Yang Fan was not moved at all and said calmly, "kill them all."

"Kill! Kill! Kill

That terrible black ~ demon God step out, is a palm to shoot out.

"Boom ~ ~"

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