Nine color Dragon God, the second floor of the Dragon Cave, inside the Dragon Tower.
"Boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~ ~ boom ~ ~"
in all directions, the big ~ big ~ piece of starry sky is broken by the violent tide of terrible power, and a terrible space turbulence is constantly emerging, countless disillusionment, countless space black holes, in the disillusionment and rebirth.
Yang Fan, with full combat power, is really extremely terrifying, just like the legendary ancient god Wang Fusheng, who is invincible by pointing his finger at the sky and stepping on the ground. With every fist and strike, the power is more than one million, nearly two million small thousand world forces. This power is not weak among many third-order intermediate gods.
In addition, Yang Fan gave up his defense completely and let the replicates attack. His lethality rose sharply and soared in geometric multiples. Even some of the four level intermediate gods had to stay away from the edge.
After all, if you punch him, you'll be as good as nobody, and it's hard for him to punch you.
If you are not careful, it will be a heavy blow.
"Bang ~ ~ ~ Bang ~ ~ ~"
a copy of a statue was easily smashed by Yang Fan, two thousand... One thousand... Seventeen... One thousand... Five hundred... Three hundred... One hundred...
the number of copies was rapidly reduced at the speed of visible to the eyes. This is the replica, which is only a rule, not a real creature, without any fear The feeling is that it is other first-class low-level gods, not to mention that the damage is so much, even if a few hundred fall, it has completely collapsed.
As long as they are intelligent creatures, there is no one who is not afraid of death except those who have been specially trained.
In particular, these high-ranking true gods will cherish their lives even more.
It was not easy to prove that he became a God, and who would willingly die like this.
...
half an hour later.
"Bang......
it was three replicates that were completely turned into fly ash. None of the 2048 copies was left behind and was slaughtered by Yang Fan.
...
the top layer of the Dragon Tower is in the mysterious space.
"Pass... Pass the customs, just... Pass the customs, no... incredible, really incredible..." the spirit of the Dragon tower looks a little dull, although he has expected that the test will not be able to hold Yang Fan, but when all this has become a reality, the spirit still has a kind of unreal feeling.
We should know that the God family Tianjiao has no Tianzun. It took decades to pass the nine tests, using all the cards, and finally passed the ninth test at the cost of serious injury. If it wasn't for the kindness of the nine color Dragon God, the intruder could choose to give up the pass. The Ming Wutian Zun had fallen for many years, and the grave grass didn't know about it How long is it.
Take a look at this Yang Fan. It took only half an hour to break through the barrier. There was not a trace of bruise on his body. He didn't even have a bruise. He was more angry than others.
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under the broken starry sky.
Unknowingly, Yang Fan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. It's nearly a quarter of an hour since Yang Fan passed the customs. It's time for the spirit to show up.
Is it difficult for the spirit to disobey the will of the nine color Dragon God and not to recognize himself as the Lord?
Some powerful artifact broke away from the bondage of the original owner and became an independent individual.
This is rare in the world of friars, but it is not without precedent.
If so, then their own situation can be a little bad.
Yang Fan's eyes flashed with vigilance. Although the Dragon Tower is only a top-level artifact of the lowest level, and without the master's envoy, it can't play all its powers, but even so, it's also a top-level artifact, absolutely comparable to the first and second-class true gods. Especially now, he is still in the Dragon Tower, just like a turtle in a jar.
The spirit of the Dragon Tower is really harmful to him, but the consequences are quite unimaginable.
Unknowingly, Yang Fan had a silver half moon shaped jade Rune in his hand, flashing light. Countless divine patterns were engraved on it, which was unpredictable. Even the sorcerer of Monroe had a jade talisman to protect his life. What's more, the real God of the moon saw Yang Fan as more important than his life. Why not prepare Yang Fan well.
The jade talisman in his hand is one of the many cards handed to Yang Fan by the real God of cangyue, and its inner seal forbids the most powerful blow of cangyue Zhenshen. If the spirit of the Dragon Tower has any thoughts, this talisman is enough to teach him a lesson of blood.
Several trillion years ago, the real God of cangyue was no less powerful than that of the nine color Dragon God. After several trillion years of hard cultivation, cangyue Zhenshen has not taken the last step, but has reached the limit of the fourth level of high-level true God. It is only one chance to be promoted to the top level God.
His all-out strike is definitely not for fun.
......Soon, it was half a column of incense, and the time passed.
The top layer of the Dragon Tower, in the mysterious space.
The spirit of the Dragon Tower finally came back to its senses. Looking at Yang Fan's frown, the spirit's heart immediately jumped.
It's not good if this leads to the misunderstanding of the little monster. After seeing Yang Fan's talent, the spirit of the tool has identified Yang Fan as the master in his heart. Only by following him can he break the shackles and upgrade to the domain artifact. It is not impossible for him to surpass the domain artifact one day.
The next second...
the spirit of the Dragon Tower dare not delay for a moment. The figure moves and disappears in the mysterious space.
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under the endless starry sky.
"Pooh..."
the void in front of Yang Fan was twisted, and suddenly a middle-aged man in nine claw Gold Dragon Robe appeared.
"This should be the spirit of the Dragon Tower?" Yang Fan's eyes turned, and his heart filled with a touch of enlightenment. To be able to enter the test space at will, who else could there be? Besides the spirit of the Dragon Tower, Yang Fan felt a sense of threat from the middle-aged man.
And with his strength now, he can give him this feeling. In the huge dragon cave, there is only the spirit of the Dragon Tower.
The next second....
a flash of vigilance flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and the talisman in his hand was in a state of arousal at any time. As long as he found that there was something wrong with the spirit, he immediately activated the talisman in his hand and blew him to pieces.
For these do not know how many million years of old monsters, Yang fan can not have the slightest underestimate.
There is only one life. If you don't, everything will be over.
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it seems that the little monster misunderstood me just for a while... "With a bitter smile in his heart, the spirit of the Dragon Tower was not slow, and quickly explained," no, this childe, don't be nervous, I have no malice towards you...
but the vigilance in Yang Fan's eyes has not been weakened in the slightest, he will not be because of the spirit In a word, he completely believes in the spirit of utensils, the world of friars, intrigues and intrigues. If anyone believes in a word, where can Yang Fan live.
I don't know how many years I've been dead.
In this world, in addition to parents and younger sister and other close relatives, Yang Fan will not easily believe anyone's words.
"Childe, I really don't mean anything to you..." seeing that Yang Fan still didn't believe himself, the spirit of the Dragon Tower bit his teeth and said, "if you don't believe me, I can let go of the core of the artifact and let you plant the mark of the spirit...
the core of the artifact is just like the soul of a monk. Once Yang Fan planted the mark of the spirit, the life and death of the spirit will be entirely in Yang The sails are in control. If Yang Fan wants to, he can erase the spirit of the spirit and replace the spirit of the Dragon Tower.
Hearing this, the vigilance in Yang Fan's eyes did not dissipate. Since the spirit dared to let go of the core of the artifact, it could be said that he was sincere. It seems that he did not mean anything to himself.
"Well, let go of your artifact core." Of course, I believe and believe, but the core of the artifact still needs to be released. If we do not thoroughly refine the core of the artifact and control the life and death of the spirit, Yang Fan will not really rest assured of him.
"Yes."
Without much hesitation, the spirit directly released his own core space and revealed his artifact core. Since it was the release of artifact core proposed by him, there was no reason to repent. Moreover, he did not resent the recognition that Yang Fan was the main one. As long as he could be promoted to the domain artifact in the future, the mere freedom would be nothing.
What's more, according to the will of his master Jiuse Dragon God, whoever successfully passes the twelve tests is his new master.
Seeing that the Dragon Tower has completely released the core space, Yang Fan completely dispelled the last trace of doubt.
At the next moment...
roaring ~ ~ "
comparable to the third level intermediate God's terror spirit, it burst out from Yang Fan's sea of knowledge and shrouded away towards the core of the artifact, rapidly refining the Dragon Tower.
However, the top artifact is the top artifact. Even with the help of the spirit, Yang Fan spent nearly a year to refine the Dragon Tower.
...
"boom ~ ~"
the space was distorted, and Yang Fan and the spirit of utensils appeared in a vast space, which was no less than the world of the top. There were so many treasures in it, which were placed in different categories. Each artifact was like a gorgeous star floating in the sky.
At a glance, there are thousands of them.
Yes, this time it is.
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"Lord, this is the treasure space of the first lord Jiuse Dragon God. Most of his belongings are hidden in this space. However, the most precious one is the Wanjie order, which is the supreme treasure for which the high-level and even the top-level real gods are crazy about."...
the author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: at night, there are experts crossing the robbery. I don't know whether it's six or nine. The thunder is just like the sound of cannon. Xiaoyao dare not open the computer to code. It's a little late. I hope my friends can continue to code characters before 12 o'clock.
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