Invincible Bloodline

Master Of Sanskrit - Zhan Taifanyin vs. Yang Fann.    

The ancient evil formation - Myriad Spirit Creation Formation had devoured the life force of trillions of living beings in Fan Yin Star, causing Master Of Sanskrit's strength to increase by more than ten times. He leapt into the ranks of the nine medium grade Seventh Empyrean Saint King, only a step away from the high grade Seventh Empyrean Saint King.    

It could be said to be the number one expert in the history of Buddhist Sound Star Domain. Unfortunately, he had encountered a monster like Yang Fann.    

The first level, with just a single level of strength and the power of the shell, had completely crushed Master Of Sanskrit, causing him to explode.    

Compared to the time when he first devoured the Star Devourer, Yang Fann's strength had improved by a lot, and he had almost stepped into the threshold of a higher level Ninth Empyrean Saint King.    

Even a single level of the power of the shell had the power to crush a middle level Eighth Empyrean Saint King. It was as easy as blowing off dust to suppress a middle level Seventh Empyrean Saint King like Master Of Sanskrit.    

However, when this scene fell into the eyes of the many Saint Rulers in the Fan Yin Planet, they were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.    

"Rumble. . . It exploded. Brahma's Voice. Master Of Sanskrit was blown up just like that?"    

" F * ck, is there a mistake? Is he still human?"    

"Hiss. . . Do you need to be so savage?"    

. . .    

Although they had thought that Yang Fann would win and even hoped that Yang Fann would win from the bottom of their hearts, in their opinion, even if Yang Fann could win, he would have to use all his means, or even pay some price in order to win.    

After all, they had seen Zhan Taifanyin's strength. Even if all of them attacked at the same time, their chances of winning would not exceed one level.    

However, the result was that with just one palm, the mighty Zhan Taifanyin was blown up.    

F * ck, could it be that this Zhan Taifanyin was just a paper tiger and looked like she was trying to scare people?    

What happened to the agreed battle of life and death?    

Was all of this fake?    

. . .    

The Heavenly Rain, Master Control Room.    

Saint King Tian Yu and the others had calm expressions on their faces. There was not the slightest bit of surprise on their faces. Everything was within their expectations.    

Even the Star Devourer with combat strength comparable to Eighth Empyrean Saint King was easily suppressed by their master. How could a puny Master Of Sanskrit want to overturn the heavens? What kind of joke was this?    

This battle, from the moment The Holy Prince Likes Peng Fei recklessly tried to kill them, everything had already been decided. There was no second possibility.    

. . .    

Unfortunately, after so many years, our Heavenly Rain Pavilion has never truly gotten in touch with Sir. After today, it will be even harder for us to board the Lord's ship in the future. It is unknown whether we will be able to meet the Lord again.    

"Sigh! Could it be that he really gave up just like that?"    

"No. . . No, perhaps we still have a chance. . . "    

Suddenly, Saint King Tian Yu seemed to have thought of something. His eyes rolled as he looked at the vast Fan Yin Star. No one knew what he was planning.    

. . .    

Within the Void.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A drop of Blood Essence rapidly swelled up, instantly transforming into Master Of Sanskrit.    

However, at this moment, Master Of Sanskrit no longer had the insufferably arrogant attitude he had before; he only had endless fear.    

It was. . . It was true. Everything was true. That junior really had the power of a supreme Eighth Empyrean Saint King, or even Ninth Empyrean Saint King.    

I have been cultivating bitterly for trillions of years, and I didn't even hesitate to become the enemy of the world. I used the Myriad Spirit Creation Formation to plunder the fortune, but I was only able to step into the threshold of a higher Seventh Empyrean Saint King? How old was that junior? How could he have such terrifying power? . . . Wuwuwu The Great Dao was unfair, the Great Dao was unfair!    

At this moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A pair of Horrendous Hands that could block out the sun, moon, and stars shattered the Void, grabbing towards Master Of Sanskrit.    

"Ah, no! Spare me, please spare me, please spare me! . . . I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender. . . . . . "    

Facing Yang Fann, who was very likely to be a top Eighth Empyrean Saint King or even Ninth Empyrean Saint King, Master Of Sanskrit, who was completely terrified, could not muster up any fighting spirit.    

The gap between the two of them was just too great. It was more than a thousand times, ten thousand times, they were on two different levels of life.    

. . .    

Brahma's Music Star.    

"Wah, poof ~ poof ~ poof ~"    

As Master Of Sanskrit was mercilessly suppressed by Yang Fann, the Ten Thousand Spirit Creation Formation was instantly broken. The terrifying backlash directly injured the 1356 Sacred Kings of the Zhantai Clan. Some of the weaker First Layer Sacred Kings and ordinary Sacred Kings even exploded into a bloody mist.    

Before they could recover.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

A terrifying mental energy that was even stronger than Ninth Empyrean Saint King's instantly enveloped their entire bodies, completely sealing their bodies and sealing their Holy Soul magic.    

The root of the grass had to be removed from the roots. It was fine if it was the other Half-Step Saint King and Saints, but these Saint Rulers must not be left behind.    

. . .    

Fan Yin Star, central region, Fan Yin Holy City, Holy Fan Palace.    

This was the lair of the Zhantai Clan. Most of the direct descendants of the Zhantai Clan lived in the Holy Fan Palace.    

As long as Saint Fan Palace was destroyed, half of the Zhantai Clan would basically be destroyed.    

At this moment, the entire Saint Fan Palace was filled with an indescribable fear and despair. Countless disciples of the Zhantai Clan were anxious like ants on a hot pan.    

"Wuwuwuwu. . . How could this be, how could this be?"    

"How could Lord Holy Lord be defeated, how could he be defeated?"    

"No ~ ~ ~ This isn't real, it's not real. "    

"Illusion, it must be an illusion. "    

. . .    

Not only was Master Of Sanskrit the patriarch of Zhantai Clan, he was also their pillar of support, the spiritual pillar in the hearts of countless people of Tai Family. But now, the pillar that held up the sky had collapsed, the sky had collapsed, the earth had collapsed, and it had completely collapsed.    

"Bang ~ ~"    

Suddenly, a Horrendous Hand that was tens of thousands of miles long descended from the sky and covered the entire Holy Fan Palace.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

The heavens shook and the earth shook, the earth split apart.    

The Holy Brahma Palace, which spanned thirty million kilometers in a row, rose from the ground like a large city.    

"Ahh ~ ~ ~ No, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"    

"Wuwuwuwu. . . Someone save me, save me!"    

"Sir, please spare me. All of this is the fault of that beast, Tai Pengfei. It has nothing to do with us, it has nothing to do with us. "    

. . .    

. . . "The Great Dao is unfair. Beast, I curse you. I curse you to die a horrible death. . . "    

. . .    

One breath later.    

The entire Holy Brahma Palace, as well as the large number of disciples from the Zhantai Clan, were all absorbed into Yang Fann's Space Treasure.    

At this point, although the number one clan in Buddhist Sound Star Domain - the Zhantai Clan - had not been completely wiped out, it was not much different. It could be considered to exist in name only.    

. . .    

"Finished. . . Finished, the Zhantai Clan is finished just like that?"    

"This. . . This. . . . . . I'm not dreaming, am I?"    

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable. "    

. . .    

All around, the Holy Kings were dumbfounded. They felt as if they had fallen into a dream. However, the number one clan in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain, a peerless overlord who had ruled nearly half of the Buddhist Sound Star Domain, had actually died just like that?    

. . .    

Within the Void.    

"Mm ~ ~ ~ It's time to leave. "    

With a thought, Yang Fann wanted to enter the Fan Yin Star and leave through the transportation array in the Star Domain.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

The space in front of Yang Fann distorted, and Saint King Tian Yu appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

"Sir, please wait. I have one. Yang Fann said. "    

"Hmm?" Yang Fann's sword-like brows slightly wrinkled and there was a faint trace of displeasure. He had made it very clear that he would be joining the Heavenly Rain Pavilion. Even though they were just ordinary passengers and the owner of the ship, they still kept pestering him like this. Wasn't the Heavenly Rain Pavilion a little stubborn? Or was it that he had been too easy to talk to along the way? They didn't know what it meant to respect experts?    

In an instant, Saint King Tian Yu's heart trembled. An invisible pressure was pressing down on him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. However, he still braced himself and said, "Sir, I just want to ask you something. How are you going to deal with the various properties of the Zhantai Clan? And the transportation array of the Star Domain, what are your plans?"    

The word 'give up' was easy to say, but it had to be done. It was not as simple as it sounded.    

If he missed such an opportunity to reach the heavens in a single bound, it would be difficult for him to encounter it a second time.    

"Oh, the property of Zhantai Clan?" Yang Fann murmured softly. Before this, he had never thought about these things in detail. Although he had destroyed the Zhantai Clan, everything in the Zhantai Clan had naturally become his spoils of war. However, he simply had the energy to care about these things. As for the people under his command. . . They were all in the Tiannan Realm River. The water from afar could not quench the fire. In the end, he could only let the major powers of Buddhist Sound Star Domain benefit from this.    

Just like the Tian Luo Empire and the Jian Yuan Chamber Of Commerce, all their properties were divided up by the major powers of the Luo He Star Domain.    

"My lord, the Heavenly Rain Pavilion also has some properties in Fan Yin Star. Among them, there is an auction house. If you trust me, I will. I can auction them off. " Saint King Tian Yu carefully looked at Yang Fann and suggested. In fact, he wanted to take care of these properties for Yang Fann, but he only thought about it. With the strength of the Heavenly Rain Pavilion, in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain. . . At most, they could be considered a second-rate power, and they were the worst kind of power. They simply didn't have the strength to manage all kinds of businesses in the Zhantai Clan. He could still manage the Zhantai Clan for a short period of time because of Yang Fann's reputation, but after a long period of time. . . It was hard to say.    

On the other hand, it was obviously impossible for Yang Fann to stay in Buddhist Sound Star Domain all the time and support them.    

"Should we auction off the Zhantai Clan's properties? That's a good idea. "    

. . .