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Sanskrit star, 300000 light years away.

"Boom ~ ~"

the sky broke and the Dragon wailed.

One of the seventy-two Prince Longwei of the two teams did not stay. All of them were blasted by the big hand that covered the sky. There was no bones left.

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"hiss... Hits... Explodes, and the seventy-two Prince Longwei is thus smashed?"

"Shit! 艹! 艹! What did I see? "

"How can this be possible, how can it be?"

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in all directions, a king worshiping king was terrified, and many people were even rude. They couldn't believe the scene. This is the famous Prince Longwei. Although we have never seen two teams of Prince Longwei attack at the same time, only one team of 36 Prince dragon guards can be regarded as shocking and crying ghosts and gods, and they have directly surrounded and killed them A six - fold heavenly king, set up a fierce name.

The power of smashing 72 Prince dragon guards with one hand is far beyond their imagination.

And the golden palace in Jiulong, the crown prince Zhan Tai Pengfei was stunned. Even the jade cup in his hand fell to the ground, he did not have any reaction. No one knows more about the power of the 72 Prince dragon guards, that is, the general top six heavenly king, it is impossible to kill all the crown prince dragon guards so easily.

At this time...

"hum ~ ~ ~ hum ~ ~"

the drops of blood essence scattered in the void inflated, and in the blink of an eye, the prince Long Wei, who had just been smashed to pieces, recovered.

All saints have the power of rebirth, not to mention the king.

Of course, the key is that Yang Fan was merciful and did not really erase the trace of Holy Spirit in the blood essence of Prince Longwei. Otherwise, the rebirth of blood would be a joke.

Saints and kings can be reborn by dropping blood, which is nothing more than that the Holy Spirit is integrated into the blood. Once the Holy Spirit disappears, the essence blood is just a drop of ordinary blood, which contains a lot of energy at most.

The seventy-two Prince Longwei was the third king of heaven. The number of four heavenly kings was as high as 12. The two captains were the nine perfect ones that controlled 216 holy King's laws. The top five heavenly saints were no small and fat, and several of them were still unknown to Yang Fan. It was a waste to wipe them out with one hand.

Yang Fan is used to living a hard life and thinks he is not a waste man.

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it's too late.

"Boom ~ ~"

one side covered the sky and rolled down again to capture the 72 Prince Longwei.

"Oh, no...

" stop, break it for me! "

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crying out in despair, the prince Longwei, who had just been reborn with blood, was in the palm of his hand. Without the blessing of the double dragon killing God array, the comprehensive combat power of the 72 Prince dragon guards was more than ten times weaker. Not to mention that encircling the medium-sized six level heavenly king was a battle against the low-level six fold heavenly king, they were extremely reluctant and had no resistance at all Caught in a net.

The next second...

"Pooh ~ ~"

the space in front of the Golden Hall in Kowloon was distorted, and a young man in black appeared out of thin air.

It's Yang Fan.

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"who is this man? Is he the mysterious strong man

"Is it he who suppressed the 72 Prince Longwei?"

"Gululu... How could this be possible?"

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there was a wave of saints' thoughts in all directions. Some people thought that Yang Fan was the one who suppressed the prince Longwei. However, he was quickly denied by other kings. What a joke! How old is this young man? His breath of life will never exceed one million years old. It can be said that he began to practice in his mother's womb, and it is impossible for him to have such anti heaven combat power.

"It should be just the people around the mysterious strong man, or the representative sent by the mysterious strong man."

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in the void.

"Ants like things, also dare to attack this seat, who gives you the Dog Gall!" Yang Fan overlooks the golden palace in Jiulong. His eyes seem to be able to ignore the numerous legal prohibitions in the golden palace of Jiulong and see through everything. He is indifferent.

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"ah ~ ~ ~ the voice? It's really... Really him."

"Hiss... This... What kind of monster is this?"

"Less than... Less than a million years old top... Top six heaven king, this... This... This... Is this still human?"

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in all directions, countless powerful people took a breath of cold air. The voice was the same as what they had heard before, and they would never hear it wrong.

"Compared with this monster, our so-called monster Tianjiao is a joke at all.""Even the first demon, the prince saint, is far less than just in case."

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"this time, the Zhantai people are afraid to kick the iron plate." All of a sudden, many of the king's heart is a coagulation, such a peerless monster, there will be no background? Even if they die, they will not believe that in the world of friars, talent is important, but resources are more important. Take the holy Prince Zhan Tai Pengfei as an example. If he was not the legitimate son of the master of Sanskrit, but was born in a small family, now let alone break through the quadruple heavenly king, whether he can unite the heart of the holy king is a big unknown.

It can't be said that he died early.

However, although the Zhantai clan is the largest clan in their Sanskrit star region, controlling nearly half of the fanyin star territory, they can look at the whole Guangling river system, but they are nothing. It is said that the first and third class forces are extremely reluctant.

"Maybe this is our chance."

More of the king's eyes slip around, I don't know what is brewing.

In a short time of 100 billion years, the Zhantai clan has become the first clan in their Sanskrit star region from a first-class family.

In the meantime, I don't know how many big families have been offended, and the big forces, especially the one in the star field transmission array, are particularly eye-catching.

If any faction can control the transmission array, it will almost equal to control the lifeblood of Sanskrit.

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in the golden palace of Kowloon.

An unspeakable panic spread in Zhan Tai Pengfei's mind. As the prince of Zhantai, Zhan Tai Pengfei relied on not only his talent, but also his means and mind. Otherwise, he would not be able to hold this position.

There are numerous palaces of the master of Sanskrit, and there are tens of thousands of descendants directly.

Although most of them are not qualified, they are not without talents and talents.

What other kings can think of, how can Zhan Tai Pengfei not think of it.

The forces behind such monsters and demons are absolutely beyond the comparison of their small Zhantai clan. It is not impossible for a high-level holy king or even a demigod heaven God, or even more than one.

At this moment, Zhan Tai Pengfei really hated the black skeleton slave hunting group. Did these bastards not have long eyes? Is such a monster that your little black skeleton slave hunt can provoke?

If you want to die, even if you don't, what kind of image will you send? How can I be alone? I want to accompany you together, right?

And you, the monster, are really good enough. Do you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Even if you don't take a high-level holy King warship of seven grades or above, you have to be equipped with a six grade holy King warship.

With such a second class holy King warship, don't you feel humiliated by the power behind you?

At this time...

"Pooh ~ ~"

the space in front of the Golden Hall in Kowloon was torn by force again.

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"It's eagle." Zhan Tai Pengfei's eyes were bright, as if a drowning man had caught the straw, and his fear dissipated a lot.

The old man in green robe is a peerless strongman accepted by his father. He is the undisputed second strongest one of their Zhantai clan, second only to his father's Sanskrit master. He is deeply trusted by his father's Sanskrit master. During the period of his father's breakthrough in seclusion, the old Eagle has been sitting on them to frighten the curfew.

"This childe, bumped into the young master. Everything is the fault of our young master. Please look at my Zhan Tai family's face and spare my young master this time. Don't worry. I will thank you heavily..." on the old eagle's face, he said with a flattering smile.

Potential is stronger than people, have to bow their heads, such a peerless monster, is not their small Zhan Tai family can provoke.

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"are you soft? Is this still the domineering Zhan Tai family? "

"Overbearing? Ha ha... It depends on people. It is what Zhantai clan can fight against to cultivate such monsters and demons? "

"If you don't accept soft, are you still waiting for the extermination? What an old fox... What a pity! What a pity. "

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the holy kings of the four sides have been talking about it. The old eagle will be wise when he arrives, and he will make amends to his soft feelings. Alas! It seems that the war will not be fought.

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"ha ha... In the face of you Zhan Tai's family? What do you think of Tai's family? It's worthy of your honor

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: there are more than 200 flowers. Today, it's still the third watch. Finally, he asked for a flower and let the flowers go to the two hundred and fifty.

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