Invincible Bloodline

Nangong Yu and the guards of the Qing Yuan Empire were determined to fight to the death. Even if they had to die, they had to stall Jin Lieh and buy time for His Highness The Crown Prince and the Ninth Princess to escape. This was the only bone blood left of the Great Sovereign. No matter what, they couldn't let them die in the hands of Evil Thief.    

Qing Yuan Chengxuan and Qing Yuan Yuxin's eyes were filled with tears, and they couldn't bear to see General Nangong stay alive.    

However, they had no choice but to leave. With their shallow cultivation, if they stayed behind, they would only be wasting General Nangong's efforts. There was nothing else they could do.    

"Ninth sister, let's go. . . "    

At this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A nine-story ship tore through the Void and appeared millions of kilometers away from them.    

This ship was none other than Yang Fann's Carrier, the Weeping Blood Ship. With the speed of the Weeping Blood Ship, it wouldn't take much time at all.    

. . .    

The Weeping Blood Ship, within the Master Control Room.    

Yang Fann furrowed his brows. Initially, he didn't want to get involved in this matter. Even if the people below were humans and there were billions of trillions of humans in the Origin Continent, in terms of numbers, even if they couldn't be considered the number one in the entire Origin Continent, they would definitely be ranked in the top three. Every day, countless humans would be hunted down and killed.    

If he really wanted to save the human cultivators when they were in danger, he wouldn't have to do anything else.    

However, he never thought that he wouldn't want to bother with them. The long worm had recklessly sealed the Four Directions Space with its Saint Sense. Its killing intent was surging. It was obvious that it wanted to kill all of them as well.    

"Lowly long worm, how dare you try to kill me? You must be tired of living. " Yang Fann's eyes flickered with killing intent as he spoke in a cold tone.    

"What?"    

Qing Yuan Chengxuan and his sister, who were about to escape, paused for a moment, and their faces were filled with disbelief. That was the elder of the Golden Wyrm Tribe, Jin Lieh. Twenty-five peerless Pseudo-saint Stage experts. Even in the entire Holy Heart Domain, they were considered top grade experts. Behind him was even more so. . . With the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan as their backing, even some of the major families wouldn't dare to speak to Jin Lieh in such a manner.    

As the person involved in this matter, Jin Lieh was even more infuriated. How many years had it been since he was angered like this? A hundred million years, or a billion years?    

Lowly human lowlife, I will skin you, extract your tendons, capture your Holy Soul, and make you unable to reincarnate forever.    

However, before he could do anything. . .    

A cold and emotionless voice sounded once again in everyone's ears, "Die. "    

In the next moment. . .    

A Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand that was tens of thousands of meters long suddenly appeared in the sky above Jin Lieh. It was heading towards Jin Lieh.    

A mere twenty-five false saints dared to have the intention to kill him. Yang Fann didn't have that much time to waste with such an ant.    

"Ah, not good. . . "    

Jin Lieh's facial expression changed instantly. An ominous sign of falling apart swept across his soul. This power was terrifying. It was too terrifying and irresistible. Even if he used all of his trump cards, the Forbidden Arts, he still wouldn't be able to block this palm strike. It gave him the feeling that even their Golden Flood Dragon Clan's number one ancestor was inferior to him. This. . . How is this possible, lowly human. . . How could there be such a expert?    

One should know that the number one ancestor of the Golden Wyrm Tribe was a powerful False Saint with thirty paths. In the Holy Heart Domain, those lowly humans, the strongest Great Sovereign Qing Yuan, was only a mere twenty-eight path False Saints.    

"Awoo ~ ~ ~"    

A mournful dragon's roar rang out.    

Jin Lieh instantly revealed his true form, transforming into a golden Flood Dragon that was nearly a million feet long. The aura around him rose rapidly, chasing after some of the twenty-six Pseudo Saints.    

Unfortunately, it was just a last-ditch struggle. Whether it was twenty-five Pseudo Saints or twenty-six Pseudo Saints, they were all ants in Yang Fann's hands.    

"Boom ~ ~ ~"    

In that instant, the Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand grabbed the golden Flood Dragon. It was as simple as grabbing an earthworm on the ground.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ This. . . How is this possible. . . " Qing Yuan Chengxuan and the others were dumbstruck. That was the Fifth Elder of the Golden Wyrm Tribe, 25 Pseudo Saints. Even their Royal Father (Great Sovereign) would have to expend some effort to suppress him.    

. . .    

"How dare you, human? I am the Fifth Elder of the Golden Wyrm Tribe. My Golden Wyrm Tribe is one of the ten great royal families under the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan. If you dare to harm me, the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan will never let you go. Even if you are a thirty-one Pseudo Saint, you won't be able to escape death. . . . " Jin Lieh struggled with all his might, and let out a mournful wail. At this moment, he only hoped that Human Expert would let him go because he was afraid of the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan behind him.    

"Golden Dragon Ancient Clan? Even if they don't come to find me, I won't let them go. " Yang Fann's cold voice sounded out from the Weeping Blood Ship. Anyone who dared to send someone to the Holy City Of Spiritual Martial Force to cause trouble had already been listed on the must-kill list.    

"What?! This human wants to cause trouble for the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan?"    

Jin Lieh had a look of disbelief on his face. Even those thirty-three false saints didn't dare to say such words. How could a puny human like him dare to do such a thing?    

In terms of quantity, the human race was one of the best in Origin Continent. However, the strength of the human race couldn't be determined by quantity. The true deciding factor of the strength of the human race was the number of ultimate experts. Coincidentally, what the human race lacked was precisely the number of ultimate experts. In the Origin Continent, the human race could only be considered as a large family. The gap between them and the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan, who was a supreme overlord, was not small at all.    

All of a sudden, a human figure appeared in his Sea of Consciousness. His pupils shrunk instantly, and a trace of indescribable panic appeared on his face, "Ah! You. . . You are Yang Fann, Evil Spirit Master Yang Fan?" In this world, if there was a human who didn't put the Golden Dragon Ancient Clan in his eyes. . . The only one left was Yang Fann, who had unified the entire Yang Yun Domain.    

He was a ruthless man who even dared to kill the Golden Dragon Third Prince and the four great Dragon General.    

"You have some knowledge, worm. I am Yang Fann. "    

. . .    

"What? Yang Fann? He is Yang Fann?" The hearts of Qing Yuan Chengxuan and the others trembled once again. The expression on their faces suddenly became complicated and inexplicable. There was admiration. There was excitement and hatred in their eyes. The reason why the Dongyang Clan had fallen to such a state. . . The reason why the Qing Yuan Empire had been destroyed was because of the root cause. . . It was all because of Yang Fann, because he had killed the Golden Dragon Third Prince and the four great golden Dragon General.    

. . .    

"Spare me, my lord, spare me, I'm willing to surrender, I'm willing to surrender. . . " Jin Lieh begged bitterly. At this moment, how could he still dare to threaten Yang Fann? The Golden Dragon Third Prince and the four great Dragon General were all killed by him. Besides, he was a Golden Dragon Clan elder.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

Yang Fann remained unmoved. A Devouring Black Hole erupted, and a terrifying power of devouring enveloped Jin Lieh's body, crazily devouring his Strength of Original Life.    

. . .    

Half an incense stick of time later.    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

Jin Lieh had completely transformed into a Flying Ash. A hint of disappointment flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. Although he had devoured 25 Pseudo Saints, it did not increase his strength by much.    

With his current strength, a mere 25 Pseudo Saints was already very difficult for him to improve. Unless he had the Holy Sovereign Law that he needed, he could only make a breakthrough by devouring 30 or more Top-Level Pseudo-saint.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Qing Yuan Chengxuan and the others tore through the Void, instantly blocking in front of the Weeping Blood Ship.    

"Mm? What are they trying to do?" Yang Fann frowned slightly. If they wanted to thank him, he didn't need to stop the Weeping Blood Ship.    

. . .