Invincible Bloodline

The Grand Elder of Spiritual God Palace, Elder Nether Spring, was trembling. He pointed at Yang Fann for a long time, but couldn't say a word. He wanted to warn Yang Fann, but the tragic fate of Elder Tianyuan was still vivid in his mind. Although Spiritual God Palace was strong, they were only half as strong as Elder Tianyuan's Divine Origin Cult.    

Yang Fann didn't give any face to the Divine Origin Cult. He mercilessly suppressed Elder Tianyuan. The reputation of the Spiritual God Palace would be useless.    

Right at this moment. . .    

A fierce light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes. He said coldly, "Since you don't know how to appreciate favors, then die for me. "    

"Rumble. . . "    

Without giving Elder Nether Spring any chance to speak, he threw his palm toward Elder Nether Spring.    

"Ah, don't! An extremely ominous omen swept across Elder Nether Spring's soul, causing him to let out a desperate howl before the beast was on the verge of death.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

An enormous black lotus suddenly appeared below Elder Nether Spring. It was extremely bizarre. The petals were layered upon each other, and millions of them were floating in the air. It was a dreamy and mysterious sight.    

The Nether Channeling Saint Lotus - Elder Nether Spring's Vital Treasure. It was one of the ultimate treasures of the Spiritual God Palace. Its grade was only half a grade lower than True King Wan Lei's Indestructible Lightning Divine Armor. It could be considered a top grade Top-grade Collimator.    

However, under Yang Fann's full power of the Hung Meng Indestructible Body, the Body Defense had increased by hundreds of times. At this moment, Yang Fann's Saint Body was so terrifying that it wasn't any weaker than a true Dao Weapon. It wasn't something that a Top-grade Collimator like the Ethereal Opening Saint Lotus could compare with.    

In an instant.    

"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"    

The layers of petals of the Saint Lotus were all shattered. The terrifying giant palm was like a hot knife cutting through butter as it grabbed Elder Nether Spring in one go. The terrifying power of the Inextinguishable Primordial Chaos instantly sealed all of Elder Nether Spring's power and completely suppressed him.    

. . .    

"First, it was Elder Tianyuan, and now, it was Elder Nether Spring. What is this Yang Fann trying to do? Could it be. . . Could it be that he really. . . Really wants to. . . " The remaining Half-Step Saint King were trembling in fear, but they still couldn't believe it in their hearts. Most of them weren't alone, and all of them had extraordinary backgrounds. Behind them was either a super holy palace or a supreme sect. It included almost all the super powers in Tiannan Realm River. If they really wanted to kill them, It was no different from becoming enemies with all the powers in the Tiannan Realm River.    

Even the real Saint King Sovereign would have to think twice about the consequences. Although none of the major powers had a Holy King in charge, many of them. . . The Myriad Saints Palace, the Divine Hall, A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. If they were really forced to use the resources of their forces at all costs. . . Even a Holy King might suffer a great loss if they were not careful.    

In just a breath's time.    

Yang Fann rolled his eyes and looked at the other 36 Perfection Semi-saint, "Submit to me or die?" As usual, he was cold and emotionless.    

"Yang Fann, don't go too far. The foundation of Myriad Saints Palace is not something you can imagine. . . "    

"Noisy!" A fierce light flashed in his eyes. Without waiting for the 36 Perfection Semi-saint warriors of the Myriad Saints Palace to finish their words, Yang Fann pressed down with his palm.    

. . .    

"Damn it, this Little Son Yang Fan is serious. Everyone, attack together. Today, either he dies or I die! " The last 36 Perfection Semi-saint from the Divine Hall finally couldn't hold it any longer. He suddenly leapt up and lunged at Yang Fann.    

Three out of the four great 36 Perfection Semi-saint warriors had been eliminated. It would be his turn next.    

"Little Son Yang Fan, you don't have the qualifications to make me submit to you. "    

"Fight him to the death. Even if I die, the old ancestor won't be a slave. "    

"Right, fight him to the death! You want to slave me? Yang Fann, you are delusional!"    

. . .    

In an instant, numerous Half-Step Saint King warriors roared furiously. They struck out their ultimate skills one after another, bombarding Yang Fann with their Yang Fanns.    

Each and every one of them was a Top-level Half-step Saint King warrior, the strongest group of people in the Tiannan Realm River. They had always been the slaves of others, but now they wanted them to be the slaves of those lowly Half-Step Saint King warriors. This was just a pipe dream.    

Even if they had to die, they had to make Little Son Yang Fan pay the price. Besides, with so many of them at the Top-level Half-step Saint King, Yang Fann might not be able to defeat them even if they fought with their lives on the line.    

However, not everyone had the courage to fight Yang Fann to the death.    

More than twenty Half-Step Saint King warriors stopped in their tracks, feeling conflicted.    

Elder Tianyuan and Elder Nether Spring were easily suppressed. But they were deeply shocked. The three old ancestors. . . None of them were weak. All of them were at the top of the pyramid in Tiannan Realm River. Especially Elder Nether Spring, who was able to squeeze into the top ten expert of Tiannan Realm River. However, he couldn't even take a single strike from Yang Fann. All of them combined their strength. Could they really defeat Yang Fann?    

Once they chose the wrong path, there would be no turning back. What awaited them was death.    

. . .    

"Die! The Nine Underworlds Divine Sword. "    

"Extinguish, Myriad Poison Demon Eye!"    

"Spring Autumn Reincarnation Grand Formation, activate!"    

"Heaven and Earth Yuan Spirit Slash, Heaven and Earth Destruction!"    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Sixty-eight Half-Step Saint King used the Forbidden Arts at all costs to forcefully increase their cultivation base. They attacked with all their strength, wanting to kill Yang Fann in one fell swoop.    

None of them dared to hold back. All of them were old monsters that had lived for hundreds of billions of years. How could they not know that this was their only chance? At this moment, if they still wanted to keep their strength, It would be as if they did not want to die fast enough.    

This strike was simply shocking. It wasn't something that could be described with words. It was much more terrifying than the second form of the Apocalyptic Lightning Seed, True King Wan Lei.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

The terrifying energy storm seemed to want to overturn the entire universe. In all directions, the boundless stars in the Star Domain with a radius of thousands of light years were all destroyed.    

Even in the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, if it wasn't for Yang Fann's power that protected the entire world, it would have been completely destroyed by the terrifying energy storm.    

Under the terrifying energy storm, not to mention a high grade world like the Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, even an ordinary top grade world would be very weak.    

. . .    

Great World Of Spiritual Martial Arts, Sixth Young Master Peak.    

"Fann, be careful. . . "    

Luo Yun's heart, which had just calmed down, was once again in her throat.    

At this moment, even True King Yuan Long and the others had solemn expressions on their faces. There was a trace of worry in their eyes, although they were very confident in Yang Fann (Lord). However, a strike from sixty-eight Top-level Half-step Saint King warriors at all costs was just too terrifying. Thirty-six Half-Step Saint King warriors fell into the Cosmic Storm. They wouldn't be able to last more than a breath's time before they were completely destroyed. They would die without a burial ground.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, how dare you act so impudently in front of me? Break!" Yang Fann took a step forward and shouted.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The terrifying Human-shaped Real Hou swept across the world. Wherever it passed, all of the sword beams, formations, and demonic lights. . . Were all shattered and completely destroyed.    

"No, this isn't true. "    

"Damn it, how could this be?"    

"Not good! He's the Holy King. "    

. . .    

Wails of despair kept coming out from the mouths of the Half-Step Saint King warriors. Their ultimate attack had definitely surpassed the level of 36 Half-Step Saint King warriors. In this world, only Saint King Sovereign had the power to break their ultimate attack so easily.    

The others, even with the protection of their Dao Weapons, could only barely keep their lives.    

. . .    

"Alright, let's end this. "    

Yang Fann grinned hideously and struck with his palm.    

"Ah, no. "    

"Please spare my life, His Royal Highness Yang Fan. I know I was wrong. "    

"His Royal Highness Yang Fan, I'm willing to surrender, I'm willing to surrender. "    

. . .    

The strike just now had almost drained all of their energy. Currently, they had less than half of their full strength, so how could they have the energy to resist Yang Fann's attack?    

Unfortunately, Yang Fann wasn't moved at all. The opportunity had been given to them. They didn't know how to cherish it, so who could they blame?    

Everyone had to pay the price for their actions.    

"Ah, no, Little Son Yang Fan, the Divine Hall won't let you go. "    

"Yang Fann, you beast! I curse you! I curse you to die a horrible death! . . . "    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

" Brutal, truly. . . Truly too savage. "    

"Fortunately, I wasn't reckless. "    

. . .    

The remaining 24 Half-Step Saint King widened their eyes. They couldn't help but feel a lingering fear in their hearts. If they had listened to God King's bewitchment just now, they would have been completely suppressed by Yang Fann, just like the sixty-eight Half-Step Saint King.    

. . .    

"What about all of you? Do you want to surrender or resist to the end?" Yang Fann's cold gaze swept across the remaining 24 Half-Step Saint King and said impatiently.    

"I'm willing to surrender, I'm willing to surrender. "    

"Qian He greets my Lord. My Lord's life is boundless and eternal. "    

. . .    

The 24 Half-Step Saint King didn't dare hesitate. They all chose to pledge their loyalty to Yang Fann. They were all people who cherished their lives. If they really wanted to fight back, they wouldn't have hesitated just now.    

Besides, surrendering to a Saint King Sovereign wasn't an insult to them.    

. . .    

"Very well, let go of your Holy Souls. Don't resist. "    

. . .