Invincible Bloodline

The ten great true disciples were gnashing their teeth in anger. Their eyes were completely red as they stared fixedly at Yang Fann, who was at the center of the Divine Pond. They were like wild beasts that had been completely enraged!!    

They had already made a concession once, but this bastard had actually gone too far. Not only did he not appreciate their kindness, he had even gone too far. With the raging waves of the Lightning Spirit Pool, there was no way they could continue cultivating in the depths of the ocean. It was a sign that they were going to kill every last one of them!    

They couldn't bear it! Absolutely, they could not tolerate it!    

Stopping others from achieving their Dao was no different from killing his parents. It was not easy to get such a rare opportunity to cultivate in the Lightning Spirit Pool. If he missed it. . . If he wanted to enter again, he might have to wait a long time. Although as long as he broke through to the Top-Level Emperor, he would have the chance to enter Lightning Spirit Pool once every thousand years. However, what was their current cultivation base? Zhao Zheng, the number one true disciple, had only just broken through to the upper Emperor Stage. Highest Emperor and Top-Level Emperor didn't seem to have much of a difference. There was only a difference of one realm, but the gap between them was the Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud. The martial artist was cultivating, and the further they went, the more advanced they became. Every bit of improvement was extremely difficult, even with Zhao Zheng's talent. If he didn't have any fortuitous encounters, he would cultivate step by step. It would take him at least twenty thousand years. As for the others. . . It would only take longer.    

Three months of secluded cultivation in Lightning Spirit Pool was enough to save them thousands of years of painstaking cultivation. No matter what, they couldn't give up. Whoever dared to destroy their opportunity, they would dare to take their life!!    

The next moment. . .    

The ten great true disciples looked at each other and clearly felt their own determination. They couldn't allow this bastard to continue cultivating like this. Even if it was a battle, they wouldn't hesitate to do so!    

"Alright! Let's attack together!" Zhao Zheng nodded slightly and moved his body. He took the lead and strode toward Yang Fann.    

The rest of the people followed closely behind.    

He couldn't take it anymore. There was no need to hold it in anymore!    

. . .    

In the time it took to breathe.    

The ten great true disciples led by Zhao Zheng had already surrounded Yang Fann.    

"Little devil, stop!" Zhao Zheng glared at Yang Fann and shouted.    

Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Zheng coldly. He said impatiently, "What do you want?"    

Time was limited. He did not want to waste every minute and every second.    

"Little devil, do you know that your cultivation has affected us?"    

"So what?" Yang Fann said coldly. He was not strong enough, so he blamed him.    

"Little devil, you. . . " Yang Fann's reaction was beyond Zhao Zheng's expectation. For a moment, Zhao Zheng was speechless.    

"If there's nothing else, get lost. Don't disturb my cultivation!" Yang Fann said impatiently. He did not have that much free time to waste with these people.    

The next moment. . .    

The Devouring Black Hole pushed open above Yang Fann's head once again, swallowing the heavens and devouring the earth.    

"Brat, I told you to stop. Are you deaf?!" The raging flames of fury erupted in Zhao Zheng's heart like billions of volcanoes. He thought that Zhao Zheng was the number one true disciple of Holy Ji Sect, and he had a very high status. When had he ever been ignored like this?    

He wanted to attack immediately, but in the end, he had to endure it. "Little devil, you can cultivate. But don't disturb our cultivation!! " Yang Fann's potential frightened him. He was not even twenty years old. He had the potential to surpass him, the number one true disciple. His future achievements were not something he could imagine. It was better not to fall out with him if he could avoid completely falling out with him!    

"On what basis?" Yang Fann didn't even raise his head. This young master relied on his true abilities to refine the power of the Lightning Spirits, so why should he accommodate all of you? Am I your father, or your mother? I have to take care of all of you like this.    

"Little brat, don't go too far!!" Veins popped out on Zhao Zheng's forehead, and he was on the verge of exploding. The Lightning Spirit Pool belonged to everyone, not just you, little devil.    

"Get lost!!"    

Yang Fann was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. Everything depended on his own ability. In his shoes, If he wasn't capable enough, would these people give in to him? What kind of world joke was this!!    

If a person doesn't want to live, the heavens will punish them!    

It's not like they are my family or friends. I don't care if they die!!    

"You. . . You. . . Hmph, don't think that you have some ability. You're not qualified!! " This time, it wasn't just him alone. With the strength of the ten of them. . . Even if it was Ye Nantian and the other ten great elders, they would still have the strength to fight. No matter what kind of monster this brat had, he would never be their match. "Brat, let me ask you one last time. Do you agree with my suggestion or not?"    

"Hahaha. . . Junior Brother, we're all from the same sect. We'll never meet again in the future, so there's no need to make such a fuss. Why don't we give our senior sister some face and take a step back?" The one who spoke was a character wearing a fiery red skin-tight leather jacket who wanted to endure. His figure was extremely hot, with front, protruding, back and perky. Covered by the leather jacket, he formed a perfect S-shaped curve.    

Her towering and majestic figure seemed to be on the verge of breaking out of her clothes. Her small waist was so small that it couldn't even be held. The full and rounded figure that was tightly wrapped by the leather pants attracted all the men's attention.    

It was like an object. This was a peerless object that was even more charming than Heavenly Enchantress and Fang Qingxue, an object that bewitched all living things!!    

"Zhao Senior Brother, Junior Sister Fengwu, what are you blabbering about with this brat? Since he doesn't know what's good for him, just directly suppress him!!"    

"Today, with the help of my ten great true disciples, we won't be able to do anything to him!!"    

. . .    

Many Elite Disciples laughed coldly while a wisp of stupid desire flashed through their eyes. Kid, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing what's good for you. You've offended the public. It was a good opportunity to eliminate this little devil. Otherwise, with his heaven-defying refining speed. . . Even if the ten of them were together. . . At that time. . . More than half of the Deity's Lake Water would fall into his hands!    

. . .    

In the center of the divine pool.    

"What are you talking about? Just tell me the truth!" Yang Fann's expression turned cold. He stood up immediately. He did not want to argue with them too much. Unfortunately, some people didn't appreciate it. If that was the case. . . Then don't blame me for not minding the friendship between my fellow sect members. It just so happens that I can get rid of them. I can also dominate this Lightning Spirit Pool by myself.    

The one who counts, the one who counts, the one who counts!!    

They wanted to eliminate Yang Fann, but Yang Fann also wanted to dominate the Lightning Spirit Pool by himself. There were only so many Deity's Lake Waters and eleven people. How could he enjoy all of them by himself!?    

"What a stubborn kid. Since you want to die, don't blame us for being ruthless!" The cold Cold Shine flashed across Zhao Zheng's eyes. He said coldly, "Junior-apprentice Sister Junior Brother, let's attack together and suppress this kid!"    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble! . . .    

A violent and unparalleled aura burst forth from the ten great true disciples' bodies. It was as if an ancient god had descended upon the world, looking down on the world. It was as if everything could be crushed, anything could be destroyed, anything could be shattered!!    

At this moment, Yang Fann, who was surrounded by the true disciples, was like a lone boat drifting in the ocean. He was in danger of being destroyed at any moment.    

"Brat, pay the price for your ignorance!" Zhao Zheng grinned hideously. His voice sounded like Devil God's roar.    

At this moment. . . .    

Yang Fann's cold gaze swept across the surroundings and spoke disdainfully. "Are you all qualified to suppress me with just a bunch of trash like you?"    

At that moment!    

"Rumble. . . "    

The divine light of the five elements on Yang Fann's body instantly expanded, illuminating the entire Nine States. It was dazzling and resplendent.    

In an instant, Yang Fann's aura skyrocketed crazily, rising steadily, as if it would never be restrained.    

"Rumble!" Rumble!" Rumble! . . .    

Endless hurricanes erupted from the pores of Yang Fann's body like peerless evil dragons, tearing apart the sky and wreaking havoc in the world!    

"Bang!" Bang!" Bang! . . .    

In all directions, the space could no longer withstand the pressure, and exploded like tiles, causing countless mushroom clouds to rise into the sky. If three calamities and nine calamities were to occur, it would be the end of the world!    

"Rumble. . . "    

In an instant, the terrifying Qi created by the ten great true disciples collapsed like a bubble under Yang Fann's invincible pressure. The Flying Ash was destroyed.    

"Roar! How is this possible? How could this brat have such strength? This isn't real, this isn't real. . . " Zhao Zheng was horrified. His eyes were filled with disbelief. Under the invincible pressure. . . He felt like a lowly ant on the ground. As long as this little devil in front of him was willing. . . With just a thought, he would be able to crush him. This was the difference in the level of his life, the Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud! Even if he used all his trump cards. . . It was not just him. . . The other true disciples were the same. They had even gathered the strength of the ten of them. It was impossible for them to be a match for that brat.    

Top-Level Emperor! This was definitely the strength of a Top-Level Emperor!    

"Why is this happening?! Heavens! How old is he? How old is he? I can't accept it, I can't accept it. . . "    

At this moment. . . . . .    

"A bunch of spicy chickens, kneel down before me!!!"    

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