Invincible Bloodline

Yang Fann laughed wildly. He looked at King Of Devil God as if he was looking at an idiot. Could this guy be any more funny? He had mobilized so many people to come to Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts for revenge, but none of them knew who he was. There was something even funnier than this in this world.    

"What?! You are Yang Fann?"    

King Of Devil God's facial expression changed dramatically. He looked at Yang Fann with disbelief. He had never really seen Yang Fann in person, but he had only seen the image of Yang Fann. And it was the image of the Holy Soul Avatar. As the real Yang Fann. . . Although the face was the same as the face of his clone, his temperament was still the same. Furthermore, he had been cultivating in seclusion for over a hundred years. After the Hung Meng Indestructible Body broke through to the Small Completion, Yang Fann's facial expression changed a little. If he wasn't familiar with Yang Fann, he might not be able to recognize him at first glance.    

"He. . . He is Yang Fann? How is this possible?"    

Not only King Of Devil God, even the Half-Step Saint King from Devil God Palace behind him found it hard to believe. Myriad Saints Palace, Taoism, Confucian Saint Palace, and many other top grade experts were waiting by the Milky Way River, waiting for Little Son Yang Fan to walk into their trap.    

It was not easy for Little Son Yang Fan to escape.    

They knew how powerful the forces of the various major powers were. The Top-level Half-step Saint King alone was more than two hundred, and even if they combined all their strength, it would still be difficult for them to eliminate them. Otherwise, why would they take a second step and come to Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts?    

In the end, Yang Fann was their biggest enemy. The great fortune that Yang Fann had was their primary target.    

Compared to capturing Yang Fann directly, threatening him with the lives of his family members was not very effective.    

In the eyes of Half-Step Saint King like them, the most important thing was themselves. It was hard to say how much familial love they had.    

Furthermore, if Little Son Yang Fan really managed to escape from the Heavenly River, it was impossible for them not to receive any news.    

It was impossible for them to imagine that Yang Fann only used three days to rush back to Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts from the Central Heavenly River. One should know that even if he used all his strength, it would still take him at least a month to get to Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts from the Central Heavenly River.    

S at the riverside of the Heavenly River being wiped out had only spread to the central starry sky of the Tiannan Realm River. It would take at least another ten days to half a month to reach the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts.    

The Tiannan Realm River was truly too vast. Its diameter was trillions of years.    

"You guys aren't too stupid. " A hint of ridicule flashed across the corner of Yang Fann's mouth as he sneered.    

At this moment. . .    

"Good! Good! Good! Little Son Yang Fan, you won't walk on the road to heaven. You dare to destroy the foundation of my Nine Empyreans Divine Hall when there is no gate to hell. You are truly an unpardonable criminal! You deserve to die ten thousand times over!!" An extremely loud voice of a Enmity could be heard. It erupted from a war fortress that was thousands of light years in diameter. It was boiling and boiling. It swept across the entire starry sky, "Today! No one can save you. I want you to die. You can't ask for death.    

The next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Terrifying beams of divine light shot out from the several hundred light-years, or even several thousand light-years wide forts. In an instant, they had already arrived around Yang Fann, completely surrounding him and surrounding him.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

The terrifying aura and pressure directly crushed the Four Directions Starry Sky.    

All of them were Half-step Saint King Stage peerless experts. Yang Fann destroying the Chengluo Stronghold wasn't a big deal, but suppressing Devil God with a single palm had completely attracted the attention of all Half-Step Saint King warriors.    

Shenluo Devil God! He was a Ninth Grade Huge Perfection Half-Step Saint King, and was only a step away from the Top-level Half-step Saint King. He was able to enter the top twenty of all Half-Step Saint King warriors, so they had to pay attention to him.    

Including Devil God Palace's King Of Devil God and the other thirty-eight Half-Step Saint King, there were a total of two hundred and sixty-six Half-Step Saint King. Not a single one was left alive, and all of them were here. Among them, seventeen were Top-level Half-step Saint King, sixty-two were High-level Half-step Saint King, and one hundred and twenty-eight were Middle-level Half-step Saint King. On the contrary, the number of low level Half-Step Saint King was much smaller, and was far inferior to Middle-level Half-step Saint King. Even High-level Half-step Saint King was inferior, and only fifty-nine of them were here.    

In this kind of foreign world war, low grade Half-Step Saint King were the ones who suffered the most. Under the suppression of the Strength Of World, they directly fell to the Top-level Holy Sovereign. True King Yuan Long and the others could usually kill one or two low level Half-Step Saint King with just a high level talisman.    

In just twenty years, more than half of the low grade Half-Step Saint King were killed.    

Of course, even so, this lineup was extremely terrifying. It was much stronger than the forces that surrounded Yang Fann and killed him three days ago. Not only that, one should know that among the seventeen Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors. . . Thirty-four of them were at the same level as King Of Devil God. Each of them had a Half-Step Saint King warrior at the same level as King Of Devil God. There was one more at the thirty-third Half-Step Saint King, and five at the thirty-first and thirty-second Half-Step Saint King.    

"You want me to beg for death? With just you, an aphid?" Yang Fann looked at Lord of the Nine Empyreans from Tiannan Realm River with disdain. He was also the only thirty-fifth Half-Step Saint King amongst all the Half-Step Saint King warriors. He really had no idea where this aphid had gotten its confidence from, and it really agreed with the saying 'the ignorant are fearless'.    

"You still dare to speak when you are about to die. . . "    

"Die. "    

Before Lord of the Nine Empyreans could finish his words, killing intent flashed in Yang Fann's eyes. His body moved and tore apart the starry sky. In an instant, he appeared in front of Lord of the Nine Empyreans and struck with his palm.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

Yang Fann didn't hold anything back in this palm strike. He unleashed all the energy of the ten layers of Body. He was like a god of slaughter, a god of Buddha, a god of slaughter, a god of Buddha, and a god of slaughter.    

The power was terrifying. Even though he hadn't reached the Saint King Stage, it was still ten times, or even a hundred times stronger than the power of the 36 Half-Step Saint King.    

The Small Success Stage Hung Meng Indestructible Body was just that overbearing, it didn't give anyone a chance to live.    

"Ah, how is this possible. . . " Lord of the Nine Empyreans's pupils shrunk, he couldn't believe what he just saw. This power was much stronger than the 36 Half-Step Saint King he had encountered before. The two of them were on completely different levels.    

Could it be that Little Brute was already Saint King Zheng Dao?    

"No, that's impossible. How old is he? I don't believe it. I don't believe it. . . Roar! Block it for me. " Lord of the Nine Empyreans let out a hysterical roar, like a beast that had been forced into a corner.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Rays of azure starlight flashed in front of Lord of the Nine Empyreans, forming a Divine Starlight Shield in front of him.    

The starlight was glittering, and it looked like a dream.    

The Divine Starlight Shield of the Ninth Heaven! It was one of the ultimate treasures of the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall, the Supreme Grade Defensive Weapon, Collimator. With the Starry Shield of the Nine Clouds, Lord of the Nine Empyreans was able to fight against thirty-six Half-Step Saint King warriors.    

"Rumble. . . "    

An invincible palm force struck the Nine Heavens Star Shield.    

"Rumble. . . "    

The Nine Heavens Stellar Shield let out a miserable cry. On the divine shield, numerous crisscrossing cracks appeared, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.    

Although the Top-grade Collimator was strong, it was still nothing in front of Yang Fann, who had fully unleashed the power of the Body.    

"Lord of the Nine Empyreans threw his head back and spat out a large mouthful of blood. The Qi on his body weakened at a terrifying speed. The Vital Treasure was injured, causing it to suffer a severe injury.    

. . .    

"Stop. "    

"Ah, don't. "    

"Holy Lord, be careful! "    

. . .    

The Half-Step Saint King from the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall, who were scattered across the Four Directions Starry Sky, let out heart-wrenching howls, wanting to save them. However, it was as if their legs had taken root in the ground, and they couldn't move no matter what. Although they were all Half-Step Saint King warriors, and there was even a thirty-three Dao Half-Step Saint King among them. . . However, a battle of that level wasn't something they could interfere with. The power unleashed by Yang Fann was just too terrifying. The lingering aura of Yang Fann alone was enough to make them tremble in fear. The hairs on their bodies stood on end. The two of them were totally not on the same level of existence. The gap between them was so huge that it was unknown how many light years.    

Many Half-Step Saint King's pupils were filled with indescribable fear. Once Lord of the Nine Empyreans was killed, what awaited them would be unimaginable.    

. . .    

"Bang ~ ~"    

The Starry Shield of the Ninth Heaven finally could not hold on any longer and exploded with a loud bang. It exploded into countless fragments.    

"Aphids, die!" A ferocious expression flashed across Yang Fann's face. The invincible palm force was like a hot knife cutting through butter, smashing to the end.    

. . .    

"Ah, no ~ ~ ~" The Nine Empyreans Divine Hall closed their eyes in despair. They couldn't bear to see that tragic scene.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"Roar! Little Brute, it's you who deserves to die! . . . " A flash of determination appeared in Lord of the Nine Empyreans's eyes. His face was extremely twisted, like a ferocious ghost from hell. It let out a terrifying ghost howl. In an instant, an immortal leg bone emitting a terrifying aura of a Holy King appeared in his hand and merged into his body.    

The next second. . .    

Countless mysterious Dao Patterns burst out from his body. The Qi around his body rose crazily, and it instantly surpassed the range of 36 Half-Step Saint King Dao Patterns.    

Threads of terrifying power of a Saint King spread out from his body. It was as if the legendary Saint King had been revived, and it easily neutralized Yang Fann's invincible palm force, which could even destroy 36 Half-Step Saint King.    

Lord of the Nine Empyreans looked at Yang Fann with a twisted face. His voice was bone-chilling, "Yang Fann, you beast! How dare you force me to use the leg bone of a Holy King? Today, you will die for sure! No one can save you. "    

. . .    

"What? The leg bone of a Holy King? Legend has it that the Nine Empyreans Divine Hall once obtained a leg bone of a Holy King. I always thought that it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be the truth. Good! Good! Good! Little Son Yang Fan, you're dead. "    

. . .