Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . "    

The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart!    

Dong Longwang, Yang Jiutian, and Bai Chen, the three great Secondary Evildoer, could not hold on any longer and exploded with a loud bang, turning into the purest life source energy. Through the Devouring Black Hole, like a great river, it poured into the boundless Dantian Spaces and merged into the Chaotic Golden Pill.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann's body shook. The aura around his body rose steadily again and crazily.    

One breath later.    

Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. A golden light shot out from his eyes. It was like the legendary chaotic Devil God had created the world. Wherever the golden light passed, the world would be thrown into chaos and the space would collapse.    

At this moment, if an ordinary Top-Level Emperor dared to stand in front of Yang Fann, his body would be penetrated by the golden beam and he would be severely injured.    

He had made a breakthrough!    

After completely devouring the three great Secondary Evildoer, Yang Fann's cultivation base. . . Breaking through another minor realm, reaching the Top-Level King mid stage. Not only that, even his own bloodline. . . He had almost reached the limit of a First Grade Profound Veins. He was only a step away from comparing himself to the true Prime Emperor Bloodline, which was no weaker than the ten great Seeded Evildoer. He could be considered as the number one heaven's pride expert in the world!    

As for the Pure Strength Of Body, it had the power of nearly a million Laws. With just a wave of his hand, he was able to blow up a supreme expert, Emperor, and his combat strength had increased by more than ten times.    

At this moment, Yang Fann finally had the confidence to compete with Quasi-emperor Paragon.    

With a satisfied smile, Yang Fann didn't immediately step down from the arena. Instead, he began to count the gains from this battle. Seven Heaven's Pride. None of them were mediocre fighters, and all of them had extraordinary backgrounds. Their value was so high that even Ling Tian, Sword Emperor, and Ling Yunxiao, who had the lowest amount of treasures, all had a single Spiritual Crystal. As for the three great Secondary Evildoer. . . None of them had a value of 30 trillion Low Grade Spirit Crystals. Especially that scorching hot War Emperor, Yang Jiutian. A conservative estimate. . . They all had to have 50 trillion Low Grade Spirit Crystals to chase after True Dragon Wu Mie.    

The combined value of the Seven Heaven's Pride had doubled Yang Fann's net worth.    

If the news of the terrifying net worth of 300 trillion Low Grade Spirit Crystals was spread out, countless martial artist would be scared to death. One should know that some poor Quasi-emperor Paragon had the same amount of wealth. As for how big Yang Fann was, and what kind of cultivation base did he have?!    

And this wasn't even counting those points. The Seven Heaven's Pride had nearly 10 billion points. Adding the 40 billion points that Yang Fann already had, Yang Fann's total points had broken through the 150 billion mark.    

One had to know that a normal top grade magic treasure could only be exchanged for 60 to 70 billion points. But a top grade magic treasure's value was definitely not lower than 100 trillion Low Grade Spirit Crystals.    

. . .    

In the stands.    

"Hiss. . . Die! Dead, Dong Longwang and the rest are all dead, all dead!!!"    

"Gulp. . . . . . How dare he, how dare he!! "    

" This. . . This is going to pierce through the heavens!! "    

. . .    

In all directions, countless martial artist drew a cold breath. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. Dong Longwang and the other two were the top monster geniuses of the various Sacred Grounds. By killing them, it would mean that the three Sacred Areas had completely fallen out with each other. Even Ling Yunxiao and Desolate God Ye, who were from the Sect. . . However, they were all at the peak Grade Nine Great Sects, and they were all alone. They might not be as powerful as the former Holy Land Of Martial Arts of the Holy Ji Sect, but with the four great Sect working together. . . Even the Sacred Grounds would have to be wary of them.    

To put it bluntly, even if Son Of Genuine Force, Zhen Wuxuan, wanted to touch them, he would have to think twice. Yang Fann was merely a true disciple of the First Grade Nine Great Sects, how could he dare to do such a thing?    

Did they really think that the Grand Shang Empire had ordered that Hundred Sect Heaven's Pride Battle's life and death depended on the heavens? After that, all the major powers wouldn't be allowed to take revenge on him, and the Sect wouldn't take revenge on him?    

. . .    

In the Holy Ji Sect's camp.    

"Hahaha. . . I knew it. Cousin Yang Fann is the strongest. What Seven Heaven's Pride? They are just a bunch of useless dogs. Do you think they can hurt my cousin Yang Fann's hair?" Luo Jiahui waved her little fist excitedly. Her little face turned red, as if she was the one who had just unleashed her divine might.    

Although Dongfang Xue and You Nuo did not shout excitedly like Luo Jiahui, they also raised their heads high and their pretty faces were filled with pride.    

It was as if he said, Did you see that? This is my Junior Brother (Master).    

However, Yue Tianpeng and the others didn't look so good. Although Yang Fann's victory made them very happy, Yang Fann's ability to cause trouble also made them tremble in fear.    

Oh Yang Fann! We can't bear to see you being so awesome!    

The three Holy Lands and the four top Sect. . . Even at the peak of Holy Ji Sect, they were still far from being a match for you, let alone the current Holy Ji Sect.    

. . .    

The Eight Great Sacred Grounds.    

Holy Lord True Dragon and the other two were furious. Blood spurted out from their eyes. They wished they could eat Yang Fann's flesh and drink his blood! Roar! Little Brute, this hatred, this hatred, this hatred! This was an irreconcilable hatred! If I don't kill this child, then I will be the Lord of the Holy Land in vain!!    

If it wasn't for Son Of Monarch and Shang Tianxun's suppression, they would have torn Yang Fann into thousands of pieces by now, turning him into ashes.    

. . .    

On the 40th Ring Two.    

Yang Fann looked at the Eastern Altar as if he had sensed something. He sneered in his heart. It seems like some people are determined to kill me. I hope you won't make a mistake. Or else, humph, I, Yang Fann am not someone to be trifled with.    

Previously, he wasn't afraid of them. Now that his cultivation base had broken through and his combat strength had increased, he wouldn't be afraid of them anymore.    

So what if he was in the Holy Land? If he really pissed them off, he would immediately become a dead man!    

. . .    

Below the Central Ring, there was an area with a row of stone chairs. It was enough for tens of thousands of people to sit on.    

This was the resting place for all the geniuses participating in the competition.    

At this moment, there were a few people scattered on Attendance At The Heaven's Pride Seat's seat. These people were none other than Zhen Wuxuan and the other ten great Seeded Evildoer.    

Compared to Yang Fann, their opponents were much weaker. It didn't take long for them to finish off their opponents one after another. It wasn't entirely true that they had successfully locked onto the winner. The Blue Lotus Saint Son, Li Taibai, was still fighting hard on the ninth ring. His opponent wasn't weak either. Compared to Yang Fann, he was only slightly inferior by one or two levels. And he did not have the strength of Yang Fann.    

At this moment, all of Seeded Evildoer. . . Except for Son Of Genuine Force and Zhen Wuxuan, the rest of the people. . . Initially, they thought that Yang Fann could at most barely reach Seeded Evildoer's combat strength. After all, his age was obvious. Never would they have thought that. . . The Seven Heaven's Pride had joined forces. Some of them had even used all their trump cards. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

Furthermore, Back then, Yang Fann was only a Quasi-Top-level Monarch Cultivation. Now that he had broken through to the Top-Level King mid stage, his combat strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds.    

Monster! What a monster!    

Many of Seeded Evildoer had secretly prayed that he would not be able to fight this monster. Not only was this kid so strong that he was unpredictable, but he also did not hold back in his attacks. Since he dared to kill Dong Longwang and the others, it did not mean that he did not dare to kill them.    

Of course, the most serious ones were Holy Son Of The True Dragon, Zhen Longwushuang, Little Sword-god, and the Nine Solar Saint Son, Lu Wu. All three holy lands had fallen out with Yang Fann. Once a war broke out, it would be a fight to the death.    

. . .    

Time slowly passed. Soon, two hours had passed.    

The third round, the top hundred advancement competition, finally came to an end. The final winners of each arena were decided one after another.    

This battle could be said to be extremely tragic.    

The true disciples of the Sacred Lands thought very well. For the sake of their respective factions, The other side would definitely have some sort of restraint. At most, they would lose to the Points Jade Plate. Who would have thought that the chosen ones who had gotten angry in the end would not care if they were from the various Sacred Areas? It was not as if they did not even have a chance to fight with their lives on the line.    

Wealth moved the hearts of the people.    

In the Hundred Square Battle Ring, the lowest amount of points could be gathered would be 20 billion points. It had to be known that an ordinary top-grade magic treasure would only require 10 billion points!!    

Finally, there were 743 participants. More than 400 of them had fallen, and even more than 300 of them had suffered heavy injuries. Some of them were completely crippled, and their thousands of years of hard work had been for nothing. Even if they were saved, it would still be difficult for them to step onto the path of the martial arts.    

It was truly an absolute tragedy!    

Other than Yang Fann, another participant of the Holy Ji Sect, the Vajra Overlord - Xiong Ba, had also fallen in this advancement competition.    

One had to admit that both of them were unlucky. Among the seven geniuses that were fighting him, besides Secondary Evildoer, there were three other geniuses who were in the top hundred. Xiong Ba did not have Yang Fann's Heaven-defying Combat Power, so the result could be imagined.    

Of course, there wasn't a single relationship that was related to Yang Fann. One should know that Secondary Evildoer came from the Southern Sword Immortal of Sword God Mountain Villa - Wang Nanxuan.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

On the Eastern Altar, Son Of Monarch and Shang Tianxun once again slowly stood up from their thrones. . . .    

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