Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

One after another, dazzling green lights cut through the Void. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived a million miles away from Yang Fann.    

Thirteen terrifying experts with domineering auras were revealed.    

False Saints, all of them were False Saint experts.    

Especially the middle-aged man who was wearing the green Qilin armor in the middle. He was a Seven Taos Pseudo-saint, and in terms of cultivation base, he was no weaker than the Saints and Holy Virgin of the The Supreme Palaces.    

"Old Ancestor, it's Old Ancestor. We are saved. We are saved. "    

In an instant, the panic in the hearts of countless foreign races was swept away. The Old Ancestor was the number one expert of the Azure Qilin Empire. Even in the entire Yang Yun Domain, he was a top grade expert. Furthermore, there were so many fake Saints of the Imperial Family helping him. He would definitely be able to defeat that devil.    

. . .    

"A Seven Taos Pseudo-saint and a fake Six Paths Saint. Three Pseudo Saints of Four Paths and five Pseudo Saints of Three Paths. There are also three Pseudo Saints. It seems like I have underestimated these locals of Origin Continent. " Yang Fann squinted his eyes. Surprise flashed across his eyes. Just these thirteen false saints alone. . . It was enough for the over a hundred false saints of Holy Palace Of Spiritual Martial Arts to drink a pot of wine. And this was only an ordinary empire. And with the strength of this Qinglin Empire, in the entire 1080 big domains of the Origin Continent, Not to mention the top thousand, even if it was ten million strong. . . They were far from qualified to be in the top one thousand.    

In this Origin Continent, perhaps these natives were his true enemies.    

Vaguely, Yang Fann's thoughts began to waver.    

But very quickly, the distracting thoughts in his heart were replaced by traces of blazing heat. Among the thirteen False Saints, there were quite a number of Holy Sovereign Law. It was exactly what he needed. Among the forty Holy Sovereign Law he controlled. . . There are only 11 true Great Perfection Stage warriors, Of the remaining 29 Holy Sovereign Law, nine were at the Mastery. Twelve were at the Small Completion, and eight were left. They were at the Beginning.    

One of them was the Holy Sovereign Law that he had yet to break through to the next realm. If he could devour them, his combat strength would surely increase by a lot.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Who are you? Why did you offend the Capital for no reason?" A trace of fear flashed across Old Ancestor Qing Lin's eyes as he questioned.    

"A puny Seven Taos Pseudo-saint, who gave you the courage to question me? Or do you think you can rely on these aphids behind you?" A hint of disdain flashed across Yang Fann's face, and he seemed to be puzzled. Although he didn't use all of his strength just now, the power he unleashed was no less than that of a First Grade intermediate Saint.    

If it was a Pseudo Saint, he would at least have the combat strength of twelve Pseudo Saints.    

Old Ancestor Qing Lin and the others weren't weak at all. However, they could at most fight against nine False Saints. They were like Heaven And Earth Cloud And Muds to the twelve Pseudo Saints.    

At the moment, they had no idea how to escape. To think that they would dare to appear in front of him. How audacious!    

"Damned Cosmic Evil Spirit, you dare to look down on us like this. . . " Old Ancestor Qing Lin. . . They had never been looked down upon in hundreds of millions of years. However, they suppressed the anger in their hearts in the end. Although they had something to rely on, it was their last trump card. It was better not to use it.    

"Huff ~ ~" Taking a deep breath, Old Ancestor Qinglin slowly said, "Human, retreat now. I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, my Qinglin Empire will not be easy to provoke. "    

"Oh ~ ~ ~ I'd like to see how your Qinglin Empire is not to be trifled with. " Yang Fann dragged his voice, his eyes flashing with the teasing of a cat playing with a mouse.    

"Human, don't force me. . . " Old Ancestor Qing Lin's eyes were fixed on Yang Fann. He was on the verge of exploding.    

"Force you? I will force you. If you have any tricks up your sleeves, show them to me. Don't blame me for not giving you the chance on your way to Huang Quan. " Yang Fann was being aggressive. He didn't believe that there was any way that the GreenQilin Empire could turn the tables.    

So what if the GreenQilin Empire really had some tricks up their sleeves that could threaten intermediate Holy Sovereign?    

At most, he would just summon his true self here.    

With the connection between their true self and their clone, their true self would arrive in a few breaths' time at most.    

"Good ~ Good ~ Good ~ Human, you are the one who forced me to. . . " A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Old Ancestor Qinglin's eyes, as if he had made some sort of decision.    

In the next moment. . .    

A green Qilin Shard appeared in his hand. Vaguely, one could see the majestic Greenwood Qilin galloping.    

In an instant, an ancient aura erupted and swept across the heavens and earth.    

This was a sixteen Pseudo-saint Stage Green Jade Qilin Shard, and it contained the Sacred Power of the Green Jade Qilin. Once it was activated, twelve of them would explode out. The terrifying power of thirteen Pseudo Saints was the most powerful trump card of the Green Qilin Empire.    

If it wasn't for Yang Fann forcing him, Old Ancestor Green Qilin wouldn't have used this trump card.    

That holy power would really be gone after it was used.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Green Jade Qilin Shard instantly fused into the body of the Green Qilin Ancestor.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The power in Old Master Qinglin's body grew like a tsunami. The aura around him grew wildly, rising steadily.    

His body grew taller and taller by ten feet. Ten feet. . . 10 meters. . . Fifty Zhang. . . Three hundred zhang. . . Ten thousand zhang. . . Ten thousand zhang. . . . . .    

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a Terrifying Giant Spirit that was over ten thousand zhang tall, and it looked down upon the world with disdain.    

"Grug! Grug! Grug!"    

In all directions, the vast expanse of space was like tiles, completely collapsing into dust.    

. . .    

"Kehkehkehkeh ~ ~ ~ Power, this is the power of our ancestors. . . . Powerful, truly too powerful! . . . I have never possessed such strength before. The current me is able to easily blow up a false Sage of the Nine Paths. Hahaha! Ants, tremble, despair. . . "    

Old Ancestor Green Qilin's voice suddenly became muffled, reverberating between heaven and earth.    

. . .    

"Hiss ~ ~ The current Old Ancestor is really too strong. We are just like Heaven And Earth Cloud And Muds. The difference in the level of our lives is too great. Even if the twelve of us join forces, we will definitely not be a match for the old ancestor. . . . " The Twelve False Saints of the Green Qilin Imperial Clan, who had already retreated more than ten million miles, looked at the majestic figure of Devil God and sucked in a breath of cold air.    

"Good ~ Good ~ Good ~ With the old ancestor's current strength, he will definitely be able to kill that evil spirit. "    

"Damned Outer Heaven Evil Spirit, you actually dare to look down on my Green Qilin Imperial Clan. Your death has come. "    

. . .    

"This is your Green Qilin Imperial Clan's strongest trump card?" Yang Fann shook his head in disappointment. He had thought that it was some kind of trump card that could shake the heavens and the earth. It was actually such a weak trump card. Although the current Old Ancestor Green Qilin's aura was not inferior to the thirteen Pseudo Saints, However, he was able to forcefully increase his strength with the help of external forces. It was simply not comparable to the actual combat strength of the thirteen Pseudo Saints. It was not much stronger than the twelve Pseudo Saints.    

At most, it could only be compared to a peak First Grade intermediate Holy Sovereign. With this bit of strength, not to mention Yang Fann's true body, even his clone wouldn't be able to put him in his eyes.    

"Human, what do you mean by this?" Old Ancestor Qing Lin's laughter stopped, and a trace of uneasiness emerged in his heart.    

"All of this ends here. Be obedient and become nourishment for my growth. " A cruel sneer flashed across the corner of Yang Fann's mouth. Then, he struck out with his palm.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying Devouring Black Hole suddenly appeared. It smashed down towards Old Ancestor Green Qilin.    

"Ah, no. . . "    

. . .