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"Yangfan, you... You... You..."

elder Youquan, the supreme elder of the spiritual god palace, shivered, pointing to Yang Fan for a long time, unable to speak. He wanted to warn Yang Fan a few words. However, the tragic end of Tianyuan ancestor can still be seen clearly. Although their spirit palace is stronger, it is only half a dozen compared with the original god religion of Tianyuan ancestor.

Yang Fan did not give yuan Shenjiao any face, and mercilessly suppressed Tianyuan ancestors. They were afraid that the face of the god palace would not work.

At this time...

in Yang Fan's eyes, the fierce light flashed, and Sen Leng said, "if you don't know how to promote yourself, you will die for me."

"Bang long ~ ~"

he did not give the old Youquan an opportunity to continue to speak, which was to suppress the old Youquan with one hand.

"Ah, don't ~ ~ ~ Tongyou holy lotus..." an extremely ominous omen swept the soul of the ancient Youquan, making him burst out a cry of despair before the beast was dying.

The next moment...

"hum ~ ~ ~ hum ~ ~"

a huge black lotus flower suddenly appears under the old ancestor of Youquan. It is extremely strange, and the petals are stacked in layers. It is a mysterious dream.

Tongyou holy lotus, the most precious treasure of Youquan's ancestors, is one of the most precious treasures in the spirit God palace. Compared with the immortal thunder god Jia of wanlei Zhen king, it is slightly inferior to the immortal thunder god Jia, which can be regarded as a top-notch Taoist instrument.

However, Yang Fan tried his best to motivate Hongmeng bumie's body, and the meat shell rose hundreds of times. At the moment, the terror of Yang Fan's holy body was no worse than that of a real Taoist instrument. It was not comparable to that of Tongyou Shenglian.

For a moment.

"Poo Hoo ~ ~ ~ poo Hoo ~ ~"

after all the petals of the holy lotus were smashed, the terrible giant palm seized the old Youquan ancestor in one fell swoop. As soon as the terrible power of Hongmeng was turned around, all the power of Youquan ancestor was blocked and completely suppressed.

...

"first, the ancestor of Tianyuan, and now the ancestor of Youquan, what does Yang Fan really want to do? Does he really... Really want to... "The rest of the half step saints are frightened, but some of them still can't believe it. Most of them are not alone. All of them are of extraordinary origin. They are either super holy palace or supreme religion. They almost include all the super powerful forces in Tiannan Jiehe. It's just like killing them And the entire Tiannan boundary river, hundreds of millions of forces for the enemy.

Even the real king has to weigh the consequences. Although there is no king in the major forces, many of them, such as the palaces of all saints and the temples, were once the king's supreme. The dead camels are bigger than the horses. They are forced to pay no attention to all the costs and make use of their power. Even if the king is careless, they may eat one It's a big loss.

Between breathing.

Yang Fan turned his eyes and looked again at another thirty-six complete and half saints, "surrender or death?" As always indifferent, without any feelings.

"Yang Fan, don't go too far. The details of the palace are not what you can imagine..." With a flash of fierce light in his eyes, before the thirty-six paths of the palace of ten thousand saints were completed, Yang Fan suppressed him with one hand.

...

"Damn it, Yang Fan is really here. Let's go. Today, either he or I will die." The thirty-six perfect and half saints from the temples were also the last one. Finally, they could not bear it. Suddenly, they burst up and killed Yang Fan.

The third of the four great thirty-six paths of perfection and half saint has gone to the third, and his turn will soon come.

"Yang Fan, you are not qualified to submit to this seat."

"MD, fight with him. Even if it's death, my ancestors are not slaves."

"Yes, I fight with him. I want to be a slave, Yang Fan, you are delusional."

...

in a split second, a revered half step King roared, and one after another played his own great skills of killing and stormed away towards Yang Fan.

To think of them as the top half step king one by one, and the top few people in Tiannan Jiehe have always been the slaves of others. It's just a dream to want them to be the humble slaves.

Even if they die, they have to pay the price. Moreover, if they gather so many top-level and half step saints and fight to death at all costs, Yang Fan may not be able to beat them.

But not everyone has the courage to fight against Yang Fan.

There are also more than 20 half step kings standing still and tangled.

The three ancestors, Tianyuan and Youquan, were easily suppressed, but they were deeply shocked. None of them was weak. All of them were at the top of the pyramid of Tiannan Jiehe river. In particular, the ancestor Youquan was able to squeeze into the top ten of Tiannan Jiehe river. As a result, Yang Fan couldn't take a move to gather all of them, Can you really beat Yang Fan?Once the road is wrong, there will be no turning back. There is only one death waiting for them.

...

"die! Jiuyou cuts the divine sword. "

"Die away, evil eye!"

"Spring and autumn reincarnation array, rise."

"Heaven and earth Yuanling chop, cut heaven and earth."

...

"bang ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~"

at all costs, the sixty-eight half step kings used forbidden techniques to enhance their cultivation and attack and kill Yang Fan with all their strength.

No one dares to reserve the slightest. They are all monsters of hundreds of billions of years old. How can they not know that this is their only chance. At this time, if they still want to retain their strength, it is completely because they don't die fast enough.

It was a shock to the world. It could not be described by words. It was much more terrifying than the king of wanlei in the second form.

"Bang ~ ~ ~ Bang ~ ~ ~"

the terrible energy storm seems to overturn the whole universe, with stars in all directions, thousands of light-years around, and all the stars will disappear.

Even the spiritual world, if not for the strength of Yang Fan, has protected the whole world. At this moment, it has been completely destroyed by the terrible energy storm.

In that terrible energy frenzy, let alone the high-level world like Lingwu world, which is the ordinary top-level world, is very weak.

...

Lingwu is the sixth largest peak in the world.

"Sail son, be careful..."

LUO Yungang just put down his heart and once again mentioned his voice.

At this moment, even King ZHENWANG of Yuanlong and others were dignified and worried. Although they were full of confidence in Yang Fan (the Lord), the sixty-eight top half step kings made a killing at all costs. It was too terrible. The thirty-six and a half step saints fell into the cosmic storm. They were afraid that they could not survive for a moment There is no place to be buried.

...

it's too late.

"A group of native chickens and dogs dare to be bold in front of this seat and give it a break." Yang Fan step out, a burst drink.

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

the terrible human form swept across the eight wastelands, where all the swords, array, magic light... Were all fragmented and completely destroyed.

"No, it's not true."

"Damn it, how could that happen?"

"No! Holy king, he is the king. "

...

the cry of desperation is constantly ringing from the mouths of a group of half step saints. Their unique strike is definitely far beyond the scope of the thirty-six and a half step saints. In today's world, only the real king has the power to break their unique strike so easily.

Others, even if they have Taoist tools to protect themselves, can only barely save their lives.

...

"well, it's all over."

Yang Fan grinned ferociously, that is, one palm fell.

"Oh, No

"Your Highness Yang Fan, forgive me. I know I'm wrong."

"Your Highness Yang Fan, I'd like to go down. I'd like to go down."

...

the attack just now almost emptied them of all their energy and energy. Today, they can't even play half of their ten levels of combat power. Where is there left to resist Yang Fan's attack.

It's a pity that Yang Fan was not moved at all. The opportunity was given to them. They didn't know how to cherish it. Who could blame them.

Everyone has to pay for his own behavior.

"Oh, no, Yang Fan, my temples will not let you go."

"Yang Fan, you brute, I curse you and curse you not to die..."

...

"gululu ~ ~ ~ town has been suppressed, all... All have been suppressed."

"Ferocious, really ~ ~ ~ it's really cruel."

"Fortunately, I'm not reckless."

...

the remaining twenty-four banbu saints widened their eyes and could not help but be frightened. If they had just listened to the demagogues of the reincarnated gods in the temples, they would have been completely suppressed by Yang Fan, just like the 68 banbu kings.

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"and you? Is it submission or resistance? " Yang Fan's cold eyes swept over the remaining 24 and a half step kings, impatient.

"Yes, I will."

"Thousands of cranes have seen the Lord, the Lord's holy birthday is boundless and eternal."

...

the twenty-four and a half step saints did not dare to be hesitant and chose to be loyal to Yang Fan one after another. They were all people who cherished their lives. If they really had the determination to resist, they would not have hesitated.Moreover, it is not humiliating to submit to a holy king.

...

"good, let go of your spirit and don't resist."

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