C1214 He Unleashed All His Combat Strength
C1214 He Unleashed All His Combat Strength
Yang Fann stood in the sky with a pair of cold eyes. He looked around and said in a cold voice, "You have followed me for so long. It's time for you to come out. "
The reason why he parted ways with the expert of Emperor God Clan was because he was afraid that the expert of Emperor God Clan would compete with him for the King Of Vicious Beast. It was one aspect, but most of the time, he still wanted to get rid of those bugs. Did he really think that his Saint Soul Power, which could rival a Half-Step Saint King, was a piece of cake? How could he not notice that little bit of tracking technique? It was just that he had been hiding it all along.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you coming out yet? You still want me to invite you out?" Yang Fann's eyes were fixed on the Void, as if he could see through everything.
"Little Son Yang Fan, you do have some ability to discover our whereabouts. " A cold laugh came from all directions.
The next moment. . .
"Rumble. . . "
The Void that Yang Fann was looking at distorted, revealing a group of experts with terrifying auras.
Each of them looked at Yang Fann with the most brutal killing intent. Some of them even wished they could eat Yang Fann's flesh and drink his blood.
It was Jin Yuan and the others. Before they entered the The Great World Of Vicious Beasts, Jin Yuan had secretly left a hidden mark on Yang Fann's body.
"Little Son Yang Fan, if you were with the old men from the Monarch God, I wouldn't be able to do anything to you. Unfortunately, you are courting death. Next year, today will be your death anniversary. " Jin Yuan sneered and looked at Yang Fann as if he was looking at a dead man.
This time, in order to kill Yang Fann in one fell swoop, not only did he bring most of the Top-Level Pseudo-saint from the Golden Dragon Clan, but he also drew out more than half of the Top-Level Pseudo-saint from his allies and subordinate clans.
Among them, there were two of the thirty-six Pseudo Saints, and eight of them were old ancestors of the thirty-four and thirty-five paths. There were even more of them who were at the Top-Level Pseudo-saint. There were forty-two of them. This line-up was too terrifying. As long as they didn't encounter a Half-Step Saint King who had mastered the Saint King Law, they would be able to kill any of the thirty-six false saints.
Jin Yuan wouldn't believe that Yang Fann had the combat strength of a Half-Step Saint King. One should know that in the entire Origin Continent. . . It was also the largest domain, the Origin God Domain. There were a few old monsters who had comprehended the Saint King Law, but even so, because they didn't have a true Saint Body, their true combat strength was comparable to a true Half-Step Saint King. There was still a big gap between them.
Yang Fann, this Hair-raising Boy who wasn't even ten thousand years old, no matter how heaven defying he was, it was his limit to be a little stronger than him.
Today, Little Son Yang Fan was going to die.
"There is indeed someone who will die today, but it won't be me, but all of you. " Yang Fann sneered. The Golden Dragon Clan wanted to kill him, but how could Yang Fann not want to kill them? He had come here all by himself, and it was only because he had tricked them.
Yang Fann had full confidence in his own strength. Although Jin Yuan and the others had a powerful line-up, Yang Fann was confident that he would be able to defeat them.
In the end, a False Saint was only a False Saint. If it were two peak Ninth Grade Holy Sovereign, eight high Top-level Holy Sovereign and forty-two Low Rank Top-Level Holy Sovereign, Yang Fann might even be afraid of them.
"You still dare to be stubborn even in the face of death? I hope your bones are as tough as your tongue. " Killing intent flashed in Jin Yuan's eyes as he said coldly, "Nine Revolutions Golden Dragon Formation, activate. "
"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "
With Jin Yuan as the center, endless ancient dragon marks erupted from his body. In an instant, they enveloped the group of old ancestors and expert behind him.
"Ao ~ ~"
A terrifying dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth and caused ghosts and gods to weep.
Jin Yuan and the others disappeared without a trace, and what replaced them was a nine-clawed golden dragon that was tens of thousands of meters long.
The terrifying Dragon's Aura blotted out the sky and covered the earth, shaking the entire Eight Desolations.
Its imposing manner had far exceeded the scope of thirty-six false saints. At this moment, even those thirty false saints who stood in front of the nine-clawed golden dragon would be crushed into pieces by the terrifying Dragon's Aura.
"Bang ~ ~ Bang ~"
Boundless murderous auras twisted and exploded in all directions. Countless spaces were completely shattered into pieces.
The Nine Revolutions Golden Dragon Grand Formation - one of the top grand formations of the Golden Dragon Clan. Although it had only been tempered for a few days, and it was still unable to fully unleash the power of this top grade Killing Formation, even if it was only seventy to eighty percent of its power, it was still enough to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, and crush everything.
"Little Son Yang Fan, your death has arrived. "
The voice sounded somewhat like Jin Yuan, but also seemed like it wasn't the same. It was so high and mighty that it seemed to be insufferably arrogant.
"If you want to take my life, you are still a hundred million years ahead of me, Long Bug. "
"Hung Meng Indestructible Body, activate. "
"Rumble. . . "
Boundless purple light burst out from all the pores of Yang Fann's body like purple dragons. The energy around his body rose steadily and crazily, and his body also grew rapidly. Ten meters. . . Ten meters. . . 300 meters. . . Ten thousand meters. . . Ten thousand zhang. . . Ten million feet. . . One million feet. . . One million feet. . . . . . . . . .
In an instant, he turned into a nearly hundred million feet tall Triton. He looked like a chaotic Devil God that had descended from the heavens, standing tall and looking down upon the world.
"Rumble. . . "
This wasn't the end. Devour, Five Elements, Destruction. . . Sixty-nine Holy Sovereign Law appeared at the same time, flashing crazily around Yang Fann's body.
Yang Fann didn't hold anything back. A total of fifty-two Top-Level Pseudo-saint, and they had even formed a top tier Killing Formation. They were qualified to make him attack with all his strength.
"Argh ~ ~ ~ Six. . . Sixty-nine Holy Sovereign Law. . . You. . . You. . . . . . How is this possible? How is this possible? . . . " The Nine-clawed Golden Dragon cried out in shock. Its star-like eyes almost popped out of its eye sockets. It couldn't believe what was happening in front of it. Wasn't it said that Pseudo-saint Stage warriors could only comprehend 36 Holy Sovereign Law?
For example, Jin Yuan had already comprehended 36 Holy Sovereign Law Perfection warriors billions of years ago. However, even after billions of years, he still hadn't made any breakthrough and comprehended a new Holy Sovereign Law.
In fact, he had never heard of anyone who had comprehended thirty-seven Holy Sovereign Law in the vast Origin Continent. Forty-nine was the limit of the False Saint realm, and this was the limit of all False Saints.
Even those who were in the monster would cultivate one Holy Sovereign Law after thirty-six Perfection, hoping that it would undergo a qualitative change and transform into the Saint King Law.
However, what kind of monster was this? Not only had he broken through the unprecedented destiny, but he had also comprehended sixty-nine Holy Sovereign Law.
Heavens, this wasn't just one more destiny, but two more, it was almost double!
"Go to hell and ask the King of Hell. "
Yang Fann's eyes flashed with killing intent. He moved his body and tore apart the Void. In an instant, he arrived in front of the nine-clawed golden dragon.
"Die ~ ~"
"Rumble ~"
His right fist, which was like a planet, swept across everything. A terrifying storm seemed to be able to blow up the entire The Great World Of Vicious Beasts.
With the support of sixty-nine Holy Sovereign Law, the power of this punch was beyond Yang Fann's imagination. Especially during these ten days, he had devoured Monarch Boulder, causing the power of his Body to double. The pure power of the Body was comparable to a Third Grade Top-level Holy Sovereign.
. . .
"Ah, not good. . . "
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