C1198

Holy heart region, the boundary of Castle Peak plain.

Nangongyu and the guards of the Qingyuan Empire showed firmness in their eyes. Even if they were dead, they had to hold on to Jinlie and fight for the escape time for the prince's highness and the ninth princess. This was the only blood left of the emperor. In any case, they could not be killed in the hands of these evil thieves.

Qingyuan Chengxuan and Qingyuan Yuxin are two brothers and sisters with tears in their eyes and are extremely reluctant to give up. Nangong general's staying here is simply a mantis's hand in hand, and the situation of ten deaths and no life.

However, they had to leave. With the superficial accomplishments of their two brothers and sisters, they were left behind, which was of no use except for the painstaking efforts of general feinangong.

"Nine sister, let's go..."

just at this moment...

"boom ~ ~"

a nine story building ship directly broke through the void and appeared a million miles away.

This building ship is nothing else. It's Yang Fan's seat ship, the crying blood, which is 3000 light years away. At the speed of the crying blood, it doesn't take much time at all.

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cry blood number, main control room.

Yang Fan frowned slightly. He didn't want to worry about it. Even if the people below were Terrans, and the Terrans originated from the mainland, they were billion trillion trillion. In terms of the number of people, even if they were not the first, they were definitely among the top three. Countless people were chased and killed every day.

If you really want to see the Terran friar in danger, you can help him. He doesn't have to do anything else.

However, I didn't think that he didn't want to pay attention to this matter. The long insect actually blocked the four sides of the space with his holy sense, and his murderous spirit was rolling. Obviously, he wanted to kill them together.

"Humble worm, dare to kill me, you are impatient to live." In Yang Fan's eyes, there is a flash of opportunity, and Mori is cold.

"What?"

The two brothers and sisters of Qingyuan Chengxuan, who are preparing to flee quickly, are slightly stagnant, and their faces are unbelievable. They are Jin lie, an old man of Jinjiao nationality, who is the most powerful person in the twenty-five false holy places. Even in the whole holy heart region, they can be called the top-level strong ones. Behind them are the Jinlong ancient people, who are the masters of some top families. They dare not speak to Jin lie like this 。

As the party concerned, Jin lie is even more furious. How many years have he not been so angry? 100 million years or 1 billion years?

Humble human beings, this seat will peel your skin, draw your sinews, and capture your holy soul, so that you can never live beyond life.

It's just that he hasn't done it yet.

The cold voice without a trace of emotion sounded again in the ears of the people, "death."

At the next moment...

a big hand, which covers the sky, suddenly appears in the sky of Na Jin lie and goes to capture him.

A mere twenty-five false saints dare to kill him. If you kill him, Yang Fan doesn't have so much time to write with such a mole ant.

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

Jin lie's face changed instantly, and an ominous omen of disintegration swept through his mind. The power was terrible. It was too terrible and unstoppable. Even if he used all the cards, he couldn't stop it. It gave him the feeling that they were not as good as the first ancestors of Jinjiao nationality. How could this be possible How can such a strong man exist among the humble people.

We should know that the first ancestor of Jinjiao people is a powerful thirty false saints. In the holy heart realm, those individual race base species, the strongest Qingyuan emperor, are just 28 pseudo saints.

"Oh ~ ~"

a shrill cry of the dragon.

Jin lie instantly revealed his own identity and turned into a golden dragon with a length of nearly 100 thousand Zhang. His whole body was extremely climbing, and he was chasing some 26 false saints.

Unfortunately, it's just a dying struggle. Whether it's the twenty-five or the twenty-six, it's all the ants in Yang Fan's hands.

"Boom ~ ~"

in a flash, the big hand of Zhetian captured the Golden Dragon in his hand, just like catching the earthworm on the ground.

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"ah ~ ~ ~ it's suppressed. How can this be..." Qingyuan Chengxuan and others were stunned. They were the five elders of Jinjiao nationality and twenty-five false saints. Their father Emperor (the great emperor) had to take some measures to suppress him.

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"human dare, this seat is one of the top ten royal families under the ancient Jinlong clan. If you dare to hurt this seat, the Jinlong ancient people will never let you go. Even if you are thirty-one false saints, you will not escape death..." Jin lie struggles and howls bitterly. At this moment, he only hopes that the strong man of the clan can fear the people behind him Jinlong ancient people let him go.

"The ancient Golden Dragon? Even if they don't come to find this seat, we will not let them go. " Yang Fansen's cold voice sounded from the cry of blood. He dared to send people to the holy city of Lingwu to spread wild. The ancient Jinlong people had already been listed in the list of must be killed."What? Is this human still looking for trouble with the ancient Jinlong people

Jin lie's face is inconceivable. It is those thirty-three false saints who dare not say such words. How dare he, a small family?

In terms of quantity, the Terran is one of the best in the original continent. However, the ethnic strength is not determined by the number of people. What really determines the strength of the race is the number of the strongest. On the mainland of origin, the Terran can only be regarded as a big race, and the gap between them is not a little bit less than that of the Golden Dragon ancient nationality.

Suddenly, a person's shadow flashed in the sea of knowledge, and his pupils shrank in an instant. He climbed up to his speechless panic, "ah, you... Are you Yang Fan, the master of evil spirits?" In this world, if there is a human class that does not pay attention to the ancient Jinlong people, it is only Yang Fan who unifies the Yangyun region.

This is a cruel man that even the three princesses and the four generals of the Golden Dragon dare to kill.

"You are a little bit knowledgeable, this is Yang Fan."

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"what? Yang Fan, is He Yang Fan Qingyuan Chengxuan and other people felt uneasy again. Their faces were confused, worshipped and excited. There was also a trace of resentment. The reason why their dongyangdao people came to this stage and why their Qingyuan empire was destroyed was all due to Yang Fan, who killed the three princes and the four golden dragon generals of Jinlong.

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"forgive me, my Lord, I will surrender, I will surrender..." Jin lie begged bitterly. At this moment, where would he dare to threaten Yang Fan, the three princes of Jinlong and the four Dragon generals were killed by him, not to mention his being an old Jinjiao clan.

"Boom ~ ~"

Yang Fan was not moved at all. A round of black hole swallowing burst out, and the terrible power of swallowing covered Jin lie's whole body, and devoured Jin lie's life source power crazily.

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after a little time.

"Bang ~ ~"

Jin lie turns to fly ash completely. Yang Fan's eyes flash with disappointment, swallowing the 25 false saints, but does not increase his strength.

With his current strength, it is very difficult for him to make a big promotion because he has only twenty-five false saints. Unless he has the holy law he needs, he can only make a great breakthrough by swallowing those top-level pseudo saints of more than 30.

At this moment...

"boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~ ~"

Qingyuan Chengxuan and others broke through the void and blocked in front of the crying blood.

"Well? What do they want to do? " Yang Fan frowns slightly, if you say thanks to yourself, you don't need to stop crying blood number directly.

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