Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann had just devoured and refined Asura Holy Son, and was preparing to continue absorbing and refining the Sea Of Spiritual Energy below.    

"Bang!" Boom!" Boom! . . .    

Terrifying black demonic energys that seemed to be able to devour everything rolled over from all directions and enveloped Yang Fann. In an instant, the Yang Fanns had locked down Yang Fann's surroundings, making it impossible for him to escape no matter where he went. All paths of retreat were sealed tightly.    

In the next moment. . .    

An extremely high and cold voice rolled over from all directions, "Xing Wuji, hand over the supreme treasure of our race and I will spare your life!"    

As the voice faded.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying Dark Shine descended from the sky. It was like a billowing smoke, surging like a tide, piercing through the heavens and earth.    

Then, a person walked out from the Dark Shine. This was Young Man, who was about thirty years old. He was extremely handsome, with long black hair casually hanging down his waist. He was wearing a purple-black robe, and his aura was noble and arrogant. He had a kind of pride that was above all living beings. The aura around his body was extremely ferocious, as if it could devour everything.    

The newcomer was none other than one of the ten great monster, Holy Son Of Kun Peng.    

As the descendant of the Holy Beast, the Roc Clan was born with the ability to control the Path Of Phagocytosis, and they were extremely familiar with the Law of Devour.    

Within the Four Directions Space, the Devouring Law that had yet to completely dissipate had caused Holy Son Of Kun Peng to mistakenly think that some supreme swallowing treasure had appeared, and it had attracted him over.    

. . .    

"Holy Son Of Kun Peng, there is truly a path in heaven that you don't want to walk. You have no choice but to break through the gates of hell. " Looking at the arrogant Holy Son Of Kun Peng, a burning light flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. Among the ten great monster, the one he wanted to devour the most was not the number one monster, Asura Holy Son, but Holy Son Of Kun Peng.    

It was just that he couldn't find an opportunity to do so. He didn't expect Holy Son Of Kun Peng to be the first one to deliver himself to his doorstep. Good! This was really good!    

"Xing Wuji, if you don't want to die, hand over the Devouring Treasure at once. " A fierce light flashed in Holy Son Of Kun Peng's eyes, as if he didn't put Yang Fann in his eyes. It was as if he was reprimanding that dog or dog. Among the ten great monsters, only Asura Holy Son could make him fear. No one else could make him respect Yang Fann.    

As for Yang Fann, he was only afraid of Yang Fann's potential, not his strength. Was it really difficult for him to kill that trash, Cang Ming?    

If he was the one who attacked, he would be able to kill that Cang Ming in no time.    

"What devouring treasure? I don't have it, but I do have it. Why should I give it to you?" Yang Fann forcefully suppressed his urge to devour Holy Son Of Kun Peng and smiled coldly.    

"Xing Wuji, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. Otherwise, I will make you regret coming to this world. " Holy Son Of Kun Peng's voice was cold, and there was a hint of impatience in his voice.    

"You want me to regret coming to this world? With just you, this big bird?" Yang Fann smiled disdainfully. Even the number one monster, Asura Holy Son, was easily devoured by him. He had no idea where Holy Son Of Kun Peng got his confidence from to dare speak to him in such a manner.    

"Good! Good! Good! Xing Wuji, congratulations on successfully angering me. " Holy Son Of Kun Peng's pupils constricted, his eyes filled with killing intent, "You will pay the price for your words, die! Roc Devour!"    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Devouring Black Hole appeared out of thin air and flew towards Yang Fann.    

Holy Son Of Kun Peng didn't hold back in this attack. His first attack was the innate ability of the Kun Peng Race, the Kun Peng's Devour.    

Since he had already shed all pretenses of cordiality, he wouldn't give his opponent any chance to catch his breath.    

The terrifying power of devouring was something that even the strongest Half Holy Capital wouldn't dare to underestimate. If they were careless, they might be devoured and suppressed.    

At that moment.    

"You want to devour me? Let's see who will devour who in the end. " Yang Fann sneered and struck out with his palm.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The same Devouring Black Hole shattered the vacuum.    

"Ah! Law of Devour, how is this possible. . . " Holy Son Of Kun Peng's eyes bulged, and he was extremely shocked. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. The Law of Devour. In the entire foreign land, there were billions of foreign races. Wasn't this the Law of Devour that only the Roc Holy Clan could control?    

"Rumble. . . "    

The two Devouring Black Hole collided violently. The power of devouring was violently shaking, and it seemed like it wanted to devour the other party completely.    

There was no obvious difference between their attainments in the Laws of Swallowing. They had both reached the Great Perfection Stage of the half-step Saint Laws.    

It was just the profoundness of the Heaven Devouring Earth Devouring Law. How could a mere inheritance divine ability of the Saint Clan compare to it?    

Although they were both at the Huge Perfection of the Half Saint Law, Yang Fann's Law of Devouring had already faintly gained some of the power of the Holy Sovereign Law.    

. . .    

In less than a breath's time.    

"Puchi! Puchi!" "Puchi! . . .    

Holy Son Of Kun Peng's Devouring Black Hole was gradually crushed, shattered, and completely devoured.    

"Ah, how could this be. . . " The Path Of Phagocytosis was the natal Dao of Roc Holy Clan. How could there be a foreign race that could defeat them in the Path Of Phagocytosis? It was a shocking fact. It was thousands of times more shocking than Yang Fann's ability to devour Laws.    

At this moment. . . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Devouring Black Hole crashed into Holy Son Of Kun Peng's body and swallowed him whole.    

In an instant, endless power of devourings erupted and swept towards him.    

"Not good. . . . "    

Holy Son Of Kun Peng's expression changed. Suddenly, an extremely ominous omen enveloped his soul. As the master of the Law of Swallowing, there was nothing more terrifying than falling into the Devouring Black Hole.    

"Awoo. . . "    

A roar that sounded like a dragon but not a dragon.    

Holy Son Of Kun Peng directly revealed his true form of the Kun Peng, transforming into a terrifying Kun Peng that was tens of thousands of miles in size.    

"Roar! Break! Break! Break!"    

Both of his wings flapped, bringing with them an endless storm as he crazily attacked the Devouring Black Hole, wanting to break out of the hole.    

Unfortunately, everything was in vain.    

Not to mention that his combat strength had barely reached the peak of the semi-sage realm, even the outstanding experts of the semi-sage realm could only allow Yang Fann to slaughter them as he pleased if they were to fall into the Devouring Black Hole.    

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"Rumble. . . "    

Waves of extremely pure Strength of Original Life flowed into Yang Fann's body through the Devouring Black Hole, causing his power of the shell to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye. Of course, what excited Yang Fann the most was Holy Son Of Kun Peng's comprehension of the Path Of Phagocytosis.    

. . .    

"Roar! Xing Wuji, release me at once! Or else, my Roc Holy Clan will never forgive you. . . "    

" Hehe. . . Holy Son Of Kun Peng, you don't need to worry about that. You should obediently become my nourishment for my growth. "    

. . .    

". . . Xing Wuji, spare me, spare me. . . All of this is my fault, it's mine. No, that's not right! You are magnanimous, let me go this time. "    

" As long as you let me go, I'm willing to give you a hundred, no, a thousand. I'm willing to give you a thousand pure-blooded beauties from my Roc Holy Clan. . . "    

. . .    

Yang Fann kept sneering and remained unmoved. One thousand pure-blooded beauties of the Roc Holy Clan? Did they really think that he was that lecherous Xing Wuji?    

. . .    

Ten days later.    

"Ah, Xing Wuji, you beast! You're going to die a horrible death!"    

With a desperate curse before the beast died, Holy Son Of Kun Peng's true body of the Kun Peng, which had shrunk by more than a hundred times, exploded with a loud bang and turned into a Flying Ash.    

In the end, there was only a wisp of Residual Soul left, which was sealed within Yang Fann's spatial zone.    

. . .    

Two hours later.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann slowly opened his eyes. His pitch-black pupils were like two black holes in the universe, capable of devouring everything.    

It was a sign of the improvement of the law of devouring. The benefits that Holy Son Of Kun Peng had brought him were too great, several times greater than Asura Holy Son's.    

At this moment, although Yang Fann's law of devouring had yet to break through to the true Holy Sovereign Law realm, it had already undergone a slight transformation, and its power had increased by more than a few times.    

"Just a single Holy Son Of Kun Peng has made my law of devouring advance by leaps and bounds. If I can completely devour the Roc Holy Clan, I wonder what realm my law of devouring will reach. I might even be able to transform into the Holy Sovereign Law right away. . . "    

Unknowingly, Yang Fann's breathing began to quicken. The Holy Sovereign Law was a power that only Saint Sovereign could control. It was hundreds of millions of times stronger than the half-step Saint Law. It was on a completely different level. If the law of devouring successfully transformed into the Holy Sovereign Law of Devouring, he would be able to fight Saint Sovereign even if he was the real Saint Sovereign.    

"It seems like I have to make a trip to the Ancestral Land's Roc Mountain after leaving the Ancestral Land. . . "    

. . .