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Tianwu's son returned home with rich clothes. He wanted to support the tianwu clan, become the first overlord of Tiannan Jiehe River and rule the millions of Tiannan Jiehe. Unexpectedly, in just a few thousand years, their tianwu holy palace and his parents have been completely turned into ashes. Even the tianwu clan has become your most humble slave clan.

The culprit of all this is Yang Fan's son, who has been humiliated all his life. Under the new hatred and old hatred, the killing intention of tianwu Shengzi is like a rolling tide.

Die! Today, Yang Fan must die.

On the third floor of the ship, tianwu Shengzi's eyes spurted blood, just like a wild animal that was completely enraged and wanted to eat people.

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wushengjie, wusheng palace.

Yang Fan was shocked and couldn't believe what he saw. How could he forget that if he hadn't got the treasure map of Hongyu holy king from his hand, his strength would have plummeted by more than a thousand times at the moment. Let alone fight with the six times heavenly king, he was able to have the holy King's four levels of heavenly power, which was his limit, but it did not mean that Yang Fan was the only one Take that day to heart.

Even at that time, Yang Fan didn't pay much attention to the mysterious disappearance of tianwu Shengzi.

An aphid, who is not even a saint, runs away. What's the matter.

Even if he can break through the limit of the wizard clan and enter the top level of the holy wizard realm, then what? It's not a mole ant.

However, now he saw what, the holy king, the witch Saint son actually stepped into the realm of the holy king.

It's not even as simple as just preaching the holy king. The terror of breath is more than ten times stronger than the king of ten thousand thunder, the Lord of gods, and so on. I'm afraid that if he is a lower king of heaven, he may not be his opponent.

What's more, there are almost no one among the top 100 who are weaker than the masters of gods and others. Among them, the outstanding ones are not even under some double heaven or even triple heaven kings.

Holy kings, all kings.

This... This... How could this be possible?

This is not Guangling island. When was the holy king so worthless.

At this time...

the voice of tianwu Shengzi rang out again, "Yang Fan, are you still out? Are you afraid? If so, you will abandon your cultivation and be caught with your hands tied. This son of God is kind enough to spare you a dog's life. "

"Afraid? Is it up to you? Although I don't know what kind of luck you've taken, you are looking for death if you want to be bold in front of this seat. " Yang Fansen's cold voice floated out of the world of spirit and martial arts. Although the power of tianwu Shengzi was terrifying and almost had the power to sweep the star territory and tens of thousands of boundary rivers, Yang Fan was definitely not included.

The Ninth Heaven of the holy king, each of which is the transformation of life level.

Today, Yang Fan is almost equal to the terror power of the six heavenly kings. Unless the hundreds of holy kings are all the four heavenly kings, they will not be his opponents at all.

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"what? Saint... King? "

"Then... That day the witch son was the king?"

"This... How is this possible, how can it be?"

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it's just that it sounds like a thunder to other people's ears. In particular, the holy master of spirit and martial arts and others are totally like a ghost in the sky. Their faces are frightening. Other people don't know about the witch Saint son. They have all seen it with their own eyes. Six thousand years ago, any one of them could easily kill him.

How long has it been that the king has been preached?

Can it be that the witch Saint son is also a monster against the sky comparable to Yang Fan?

Unknowingly, the spirit and martial Saint Zun and other people's heart suddenly mentioned the throat.

If it is an old monster who has lived for thousands of thousands of years, they won't worry too much. As early as thousands of years ago, Yang Fan's combat power was comparable to that of the holy king. Now, thousands of years later, in fact, his power has improved a lot, which is absolutely different from that of an ordinary king. However, the witch Saint son is different, and can be used in just a few thousand years If Yang fan can surpass him, they really have no bottom.

Between breathing.

"Pooh ~ ~"

the space in front of the three story building was torn apart like a curtain.

A line of nine people leaped out of it.

It was Yang Fan and his eight sacred kings.

The next battle is absolutely beyond the power of the king.

Even Wan Lei Zhen Wang eight people, want to intervene in this war, are reluctant.

Among the eight sacred kings, the most powerful God is still a long way from the king's first heaven, while the other side, not to mention the holy King's one heavy heaven, is the holy King's double heaven, and even the three heaven holy king, there are many. With their power, they are simply delivering food.Let them come here. Yang Fan actually makes them support the scene. How can we say that he is also the leader of the world today. There is no one under him who can hold the scene. It is really a bit of a bargain.

Yang Fan never expected them to do it. The key to this war is to rely on himself.

"Saint... Holy king, all... All of them are holy kings..." gululu, I'm not mistaken... "The eight people who were full of self-confidence were suddenly changed. Their eyes were full of horror, and their eyes almost fell out of their eyes.

Before, there was a big barrier of protecting the world. They didn't feel too much about the pressure of tianwu Shengzi and others. In their view, it was the limit that the group of people who knew nothing about life and death could have a few thirty-six-and-a-half-step saints. With their dignity, any one could easily suppress them.

I never thought that they should be so terrible.

All of them are holy kings. Even if many of them feel that they can completely erase them from the world by moving their fingers at will. This is the gap in the level of life.

Damn it. How could that be.

Is it that we are going to fall here just after the preaching?

In an instant, the fear which is hard to describe in words spread in the hearts of the eight people of wanlei Zhen.

Even to their master Yang Fan no matter how confident, this moment, are thoroughly shaken.

There were more than a hundred holy kings, including a large number of double heaven and even three Heaven saints. This power is really powerful and appalling, and it is not human power to fight against it.

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"eight holy kings, young children Yang Fan, is this your dependence?" The son of tianwu stepped out and looked down on Yangfan. His face was full of sarcasm. He could easily suppress them with any double heaven king under his command.

"Today, I'll let you know what strength is..." tianwu's son grinned grimly and waved to a low-level wizard King behind him. "Green mountain, you go up, take down the aphid for me, and all the others will kill it."

Although wish to be Yang Fan to frustrate the bones and ashes, but the wizard son did not personally start the idea.

Today, he is just able to break through the realm of the Witch King and barely have the power to fight with a king of heaven. He is sure to easily suppress any one of the eight kings. However, if he is against eight people at the same time, he will only be defeated.

He's here for revenge, not for abuse.

There is no need for his subordinates. He has to do it by himself. That's a fool.

"Yes, little Lord."

Green mountain wizard King respectfully should a, immediately is a step out.

"Boom ~ ~"

in an instant, the whole person grew up against the wind and turned into a fearsome spirit as high as a million feet.

"Bang ~ ~ ~ Bang ~ ~ ~"

the terrible pressure seems to overturn the whole Tiannan boundary river. Stars in all directions, big to big, burst directly and turn into bright fireworks.

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"hiss ~ ~ ~ powerful, this power is really too strong, even if we use all the cards, we are far from the enemy of the combination."

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

"Heaven is not fair, heaven is not fair."

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desperation, the eyes of Wang wanlei Zhen are full of despair and unwillingness. After thousands of risks, they finally succeed in preaching the holy king. Before they can feel the power of the holy king, they are going to die. Is there anything more cruel in the world?

Just then...

a cold voice, like the thunder of the nine days, suddenly brought a ray of light to their desperate hearts.

"Ants like things, also dare to be in front of me, who gives you the dog gall."

I don't know where he comes from. As early as 4000 years ago, he could easily crush the ants.

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"gululu..." suddenly, an incredible thought flashed into their minds.

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it's too late.

"Boom ~ ~"

when Yang Fan moved his right hand, he grabbed the green mountain Witch King with one claw.

Although it was just an ordinary grasp, there was no mystery. It seemed that ordinary people who didn't know any way of cultivation could grasp it at will, but in the eyes of the green mountain Witch King, it was like the hand of a God to suppress everything, and instantly took away all the spirits of the green mountain Witch King.

"Pooh..."

Yang Fan grabbed the green mountain wizard king in his hand, and his huge body, which was as high as a million feet, seemed to be very small at that moment....

"ah ~ ~ ~ suppressed, Lord, he really suppressed the holy king. Second kill, it's a complete second kill!"

"Good! Good! Good! Lord Shenwei, we have not lost the battle yet....

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