Invincible Bloodline

The ancestors of the various countries versus the Evil Spirit Yang Fann.    

At this moment, none of the ancestors dared to hold anything back. The Evil Spirit Yang Fann was simply too heaven defying. Despite being only eighteen false saints, he had already unleashed the power of twenty-eight false saints. Everyone knew that it was time for them to put their lives on the line. If they couldn't get rid of this monster today. . . The good days of their countries would come to an end.    

The seven ancient kingdoms, twenty-four empires, and hundreds of kingdoms had all unleashed their power. That power was truly terrifying to hear. It was as if Devil God had destroyed the world, and the energy waves had swept across the world and destroyed the ages.    

This was a terrifying power that even the twenty-nine false saints were in despair. No matter how powerful the evil spirit Yang Fann's monster was, it would still be difficult for him to escape this disaster.    

However, what they saw was forty-six Holy Sovereign Law. It was a total of forty-six Holy Sovereign Law. F * ck, f * ck, how could there be such a monster in this world?    

Didn't they say that Pseudo-saint Stage warriors could only control 36 Holy Sovereign Law at most?    

'Could it be that all of this is a lie? '    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The terrifying Devouring Black Hole flickered with 46 profound holy lights, as if a god had awoken. It swept through the three thousand great worlds, oppressing the universe, condensing the sun and moon, crushing the endless ages, destroying the heavens and earth.    

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"    

"Don't! Spare me! Spare me!"    

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"    

. . .    

All the attacks were easily killed. The ancient countries and ancient ancestors who were charging at the front let out desperate cries before they were mercilessly devoured by the Devouring Black Hole.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Boundless power of devourings exploded in an instant, crazily devouring those false saints. Streams of pure Strength of Original Life flowed into Yang Fann's body through the Black Hole Center, strengthening his Body.    

. . .    

Ten breaths later.    

What saint artifact treasure? Devil God's arrows all disappeared without a trace.    

There was only a terrifying black hole left that stretched across the sky.    

Vaguely, one could see the ancestors of various countries struggling in pain.    

With just a single strike, the seven ancient countries. . . More than half of the ancestors of the twenty-four kingdoms and hundreds of kingdoms had been suppressed. Even the ancestors of the seven great ancient kingdoms only had Mingyang Ancestor, who had nocked an arrow with his bow, and the ancestor of the WanShou Ancient Kingdom, who was renowned for the Dao of Familiar.    

It wasn't that the remaining people were strong enough to resist the Devouring Black Hole's devouring. It was only because they did not fight in close combat that they managed to escape the calamity.    

Silence! The enormous Yellow Dragon Gorge was terrifyingly silent all of a sudden.    

A panic that was difficult to describe spread among the various countries' allied forces.    

On the faces of countless Quasi-Saint and Great Saints. . . Apart from fear, there was also fear. Even those high and mighty Pseudo Saint Old Ancestors were no exception. Bean-sized beads of sweat kept dripping down from their foreheads.    

They had used their strongest trump card. Not only did they fail to take down the evil spirit Yang Fann, they were even suppressed by him with a single strike. What else could they use to fight him?    

It was over. Everything was over.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann turned his gaze and looked at Mingyang Ancestor and the others who had yet to recover from their shock, "The game ends here, all of you can become my nourishment. "    

A game was indeed just a game. If it wasn't for Yang Fann wanting to play with them, a bunch of aphids that didn't even have the combat strength of Top-level Holy Sovereign wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.    

"Not good! This Little Brute is going to kill us all! Mingyang Ancestor's face trembled. An extremely ominous feeling immediately enveloped his soul. "No, I can't die, I can't die! . . . "    

The next moment. . .    

A hint of determination flashed across Mingyang Ancestor's eyes, as if he had made up his mind. At this point, this was the only thing he could do.    

"Your Highness Yu Xuan, please help us. I, Mingyang Ancient Clan, am willing to pledge my loyalty to you and serve you. . . "    

"Your Highness Yu Xuan? Could it be. . . " When the despairing Myriad Beast Ancestor and the others heard this, they seemed to have thought of something. In an instant, it was as if the drowning man had grabbed onto his only life-saving straw as they all shouted. "Your Highness Yu Xuan, my Myriad Beast Ancient Kingdom (Nine Glass Empire)! The Mountainous Mountain Empire, the Kurya Empire. . . Your Highness, please save me. . . "    

"Your Highness Yu Xuan? I would like to see what abilities those little loaches have to be able to save them from my hands. "    

Yang Fann narrowed his eyes and temporarily suppressed the thought of suppressing Mingyang Ancestor and the others.    

His holy awareness had already covered the entire Yellow Dragon Gorge that was dozens of light years away. Everything within dozens of light years of the Yellow Dragon Gorge could not be hidden from his eyes. Three light years behind the allied armies, there was a group of people hiding. If he didn't guess wrong, amongst these people, there should be Sage Brightyang and others who saw Yu Xuan as their life-saving straw.    

However, the most powerful among them was two of the twenty-one false saints. They were much weaker than the allied armies of the various countries. Just them alone, they wanted to save people in his hands?    

At that moment. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

In the eastern horizon, auspicious clouds surged, faintly discernible. There were also waves of Dragon's Roars. A ten thousand feet long nine-layered dragon boat was approaching with the wind. On the dragon boat, beautiful maids were walking around from time to time. They were all the top beauties in the world. They were devastatingly beautiful. Humans, cats, foxes, and Dragon Clan. Every race had one.    

However, the most attractive thing was that on the deck of the dragon boat, there was a handsome young man who could make one's hair stand on end. He wore a Five-clawed Golden Dragon robe and was surrounded by Dragon Qis. From top to bottom, he exuded a noble aura that was above all living things.    

In just a breath's time.    

The nine-layered dragon ship had already arrived in the sky above the battlefield.    

In the next moment. . .    

The young man in the dragon robe swept his gaze downwards, and his gaze finally stopped on Yang Fann as he spoke in a condescending manner. "Human, my Golden Dragon Ancient Clan, Third Prince Yu Xuan, I will protect these people. This matter ends here. You can leave now. "    

Although Yang Fann had unleashed 46 Holy Sovereign Law, the Yu Xuan Crown Prince still didn't put Yang Fann in his eyes. His voice was high and cold, as if Yang Fann was his servant. So what if he had comprehended 46 Holy Sovereign Law? It was nothing but an illusion. Many Holy Sovereign Law were only at the Beginning, not even a small percentage. His true combat strength was comparable to 30 False Saints. They were not much stronger.    

"Phew ~ ~" Mingyang Ancestor and the others let out a long sigh of relief when they heard this. They had finally managed to keep their lives.    

No matter how ferocious Yang Fann was, as long as his head wasn't squeezed by the door, They would never dare to not give Yu Xuan, Third Prince, face. The Golden Dragon Ancient Clan was not something the eight Ancient Clan could compare with. Even the number one Ancient Clan in the Yangyun Domain, the Mingyang Ancient Clan, was nothing compared to him. One should know that the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan was one of the Three Great Overlords in the Holy Heart Domain. The Holy Heart Domain was not their Yang Yun Domain, but one of the top major domains in the Origin Continent. And it was the undisputed number one domain in the two hundred and forty domains in the west.    

It had an area of resources. That was a hundred times more than their Yangyun Region. As one of the Three Great Overlords in the Holy Heart Domain, the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan had 22 fake Saints. There were even more than 27 fake Saints in the Holy Capital. It was said that there were more than 30 Top-Level Pseudo-saint in their clan, and there were more than one.    

As for His Highness Yu Xuan, he was the third son of the current Dragon Emperor of the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan. Even some of the 30 Pseudo Saints had to give him some face in the face of the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan.    

. . .    

"This is it? Little Loach, who do you think you are? How dare you pretend to be a big tail wolf in front of me?"    

. . .