Invincible Bloodline

True God Ming Luo looked at Yang Fann with an expression of disbelief. He felt as if his ears were hearing things.    

What did he hear? A junior who hadn't even grown all his hair yet actually said that he wanted to loosen the muscles and bones of this True God Sovereign?    

F * ck, I haven't been born in this world for a long time, so I can't keep up with the trend. Or is it that this world has already become so crazy?    

The next second. . . . . .    

A cruel smile appeared on True God Ming Luo's face, "Junior, I hope your bones are as sharp as your tongue. "    

"Rumble. . . "    

True God Ming Luo waved his right arm, and tore open the space, then he clawed at Yang Fann.    

Such an arrogant little devil, killing him with just a single strike was too easy for him.    

He couldn't live, he couldn't die. It was his best home.    

. . .    

"I think I should leave those words to you. "Yang Fann coldly shouted in disdain.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

In an instant, the Hung Meng Indestructible Body was pushed to the limit by Yang Fann. Not only that, the 412 Laws were unleashed without holding back.    

Although the surrounding space had been sealed by True God Ming Luo, and even a High Level True God wouldn't be able to detect any abnormalities if they didn't get close to the area, Yang Fann still decided to end the battle as soon as possible.    

Since True God Ming Luo was able to seal the place, he would naturally be able to break the seal as well. If he was able to escape, what awaited him next would be. . . He was afraid that it would be Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World who was hunting him down.    

A Middle Level True God that was less than 150,000 years old. If he didn't die, Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World wouldn't be able to sleep well.    

"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"    

In all directions, a large area of space couldn't withstand the violent pressure, and exploded like glass.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How is this possible, how is this possible ~ True God Ming Luo's mouth was wide open. He could almost stuff a goose egg into his mouth, and his eyes were about to pop out of his eye sockets. That terrifying Qi made him feel as if he was facing a Middle Level True God, and not an ordinary First Grade Middle Level True God.    

After a sixty-year cycle, not only had Yang Fann mastered 412 Laws, even the power of the shell had increased by a lot.    

Although Yang Fann hadn't gone into secluded cultivation all these years, it didn't mean that he wasn't cultivating anymore.    

In fact, he was refining divine weapons and cultivating the Nine Revolutions God And Devil Art at every moment.    

However, compared to Yang Fann taking the initiative to refine a divine tool, the efficiency of using the Nine Revolutions God And Devil Art to refine a divine tool was much lower.    

Even so, after sixty years, Yang Fann had refined five Inferior Low-level Divine Artifacts.    

A single Low-level Divine Artifact could increase Yang Fann's strength by two levels in the Little World. Five Inferior Low-level Divine Artifacts, which was equivalent to the strength of one Little World, allowed Yang Fann's Pure Strength Of Body to reach the strength of six Little World.    

With the full power of the Hongmeng Unmedia and the enhancement of 412 Laws, Yang Fann's current strength had already surpassed the strength of twenty thousand Little World.    

This strength wasn't considered weak amongst all the First Grade Middle Level True God.    

At this moment, Yang Fann was confident that he could grind the nine great battle shadows to death if he were to venture into the thirty-second level of the Cang Yue Battle Tower.    

. . .    

In a flash.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann's fist landed on True God Ming Luo's right claw.    

A terrifying energy wave seemed to want to overturn the entire world.    

Countless mushroom clouds rose from all directions, as if the end of the world had arrived.    

"True God Ming Luo threw his head back and spurted out a huge mouthful of blood. He quickly retreated, and terrifying cracks that looked like spider webs appeared on his body.    

"Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst! Psst!"    

The terrifying power of the Indestructible Primordial Chaos kept destroying True God Ming Luo's divine body, making it difficult for him to recover his divine body within a short period of time, causing him to cough out blood.    

He had never thought that Yang Fann would still have the strength to resist. In the beginning, he had only used a tiny bit of his strength, not even one ten-thousandth of the power of the Little World. In his point of view, a mere junior who was less than two hundred thousand years old, how powerful could he be? It would be a piece of cake for him.    

When he finally realized the scariness of Yang Fann, how could he have the time to unleash his full strength?    

In just a single strike, True God Ming Luo was severely injured by Yang Fann.    

. . .    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

Yang Fann's body moved. When he had the upper hand, he didn't show any mercy. He tore open the space and lunged at True God Ming Luo.    

"Die now!"    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Yang Fann punched out once more, and it swept out in all directions. It covered the heavens and the earth, and it devoured all living beings and annihilated everything.    

"Roar!"    

A Dark Shine flashed, and the Extremely Low Quality Divine Weapon, the Nether Ghost Spear, appeared in True God Ming Luo's hand.    

The spear shot out like a dragon, shattering the void and destroying everything.    

. . .    

Facing the Violent Nether Ghost Spear, Yang Fann did not have any intention of retreating. His right fist's speed did not decrease as it continued to strike.    

"Junior, you are courting death! A hint of excitement flashed across True God Ming Luo's eyes. His spear was a Extremely Low Quality divine weapon, and it was incomparably sharp. How dare he use his own body to confront his spear? He was courting death!    

Did they really think that he was the barbarian from the Witch Clan, and that his body was invincible?    

"Bang ~ ~"    

Yang Fann punched the spearhead.    

In an instant, True God Ming Luo's facial expression changed. In his eyes, there was an unconcealable fear and horror.    

"Argh, pfft ~ ~ How could this be? . . . . . . "    

The scene of the spear piercing through Yang Fann's right arm, which he had expected, did not happen. Instead, it was his spear that was emitting waves of sorrowful cries. There were even faint traces of cracks on it.    

His spear was a Extremely Low Quality divine weapon. Unless it was a intermediate divine weapon, it would be possible to severely injure his spear.    

Could it be that Little Son Yang Fan's Body was comparable to a intermediate divine weapon?    

How could there be such a monster in this world?    

He. . . He really wasn't even two hundred thousand years old? Not some old monster in disguise?    

At this moment. . . . . .    

Yang Fann's body moved, and he once again charged forward. Both of his fists danced, and he continuously punched out, pressing forward inch by inch.    

Each of his punches had exceeded the strength of twenty thousand Little World. Each of his punches had pushed his strength to the limit.    

Taking advantage of his illness to take his life, he directly beat True God Ming Luo to death.    

"Get lost! Get lost!"    

True God Ming Luo waved the Violent Nether Ghost Spear in his hand at high speed, bringing along a sky full of spear shadows, blocking Yang Fann's attack.    

However, because he had underestimated Yang Fann, he was severely injured by Yang Fann's attack. Adding on the Lifeblood Divine Artifact, the Ghost Spear was injured, and the backlash caused by the attack was even more severe. He couldn't unleash five levels of his combat strength. Compared to those thirty-one levels of the Cang Yue Battle Tower, he wasn't much stronger.    

Very quickly, True God Ming Luo was beaten up by Yang Fann. He could only defend himself, and didn't even have the strength to fight back.    

"Bang! Bang!"    

"Die. . . Die. . . Die. . . "    

Yang Fann's expression was ferocious and terrifying. His fists were like a storm, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.    

. . .    

"Not good. If this continues, I will definitely fall into this little hand. " A trace of anxiety flashed across True God Ming Luo's eyes. If he were to defend for too long, he would definitely lose his life. Under Yang Fann's crazy attack, his injuries were getting more and more serious. Even the Lifeblood Divine Artifact, Nether Ghost Spear, was full of cracks. It seemed like it could break at any time.    

"Let's go, we have to leave now. "    

Suddenly, a resolute look flashed across True God Ming Luo's eyes.    

"Rumble. . . "    

True God Ming Luo's aura rose rapidly, and it even surpassed his peak condition. He seemed to have the strength of a Middle Level True God.    

At this moment of life and death, True God Ming Luo had finally used the Forbidden Arts of the Underworld God Clan to forcefully increase his strength.    

As for the side effects of doing so, he couldn't care less.    

If he continued staying here, he was afraid that he would lose his life.    

No matter how big the side effects were, it would be a matter of the future.    

"Get the hell out of my way! With an angry shout, True God Ming Luo forced Yang Fann to retreat.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

His speed suddenly soared to the extreme. True God Ming Luo aimed in a direction and broke through the air.    

"Bang. . . "    

In a thousandth of an instant, a loud sound of a heavy object colliding rang out, and True God Ming Luo was sent flying backwards.    

"Damn it, how could I have forgotten about Xu Ming's Pearl? A hint of despair flashed across True God Ming Luo's eyes. He had never thought that the Xu Ming's bead that he had borrowed at a great price for the sake of ensuring his safety would become his life threatening talisman.    

"Chi ~ Chi ~ Chi ~"    

True God Ming Luo's hands moved continuously, and numerous profound Divine Imprintss were thrown into the Void in an attempt to undo the seal on the Xu Ming Pearl.    

"Faster, faster. . . "    

However, right at this moment. . .    

"Kill!"    

Yang Fann lunged forward once again, interrupting True God Ming Luo's spell.    

"Bastard, get lost! True God Ming Luo let out a shrill roar. He held the Violent Nether Ghost Spear in his hand and blocked Yang Fann's attack with all his might.    

. . .    

Ten breaths later.    

"Bang ~ ~ ~"    

The Violent Nether Ghost Spear was finally unable to bear the heavy burden, and it was completely destroyed by Yang Fann.    

"Ah ~ ~" True God Ming Luo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his aura became extremely weak.    

The Lifeblood Divine Artifact had completely shattered. The terrifying backlash almost caused his Holy Soul to collapse.    

Almost at the same time, the side effects of using the Forbidden Arts also followed. It was truly a disaster.    

At this moment, True God Ming Luo's Qi was so weak that it almost dropped to the True God Stage. He wasn't much stronger than some Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors.    

. . .    

"Alright! Everything ends here. " A hint of excitement flashed across Yang Fann's eyes as he directly announced True God Ming Luo's fate.    

A Rank 4 Low Level True God warrior! This was a great harvest. After absorbing and refining this True God Ming Luo, his power of the shell would increase by at least several times, or even more than ten times. At that time, even an ordinary Second Grade Middle Level True God would be no match for him.    

Also, as a veteran True God, how could his value be low?    

All of this would become his. Thinking about it made him feel a little excited.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yang Fann's hands did not slow down. Like an eagle catching a chicken, he grabbed towards True God Ming Luo.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ No. . . " True God Ming Luo fought with all his might, but the current him wasn't much stronger than a Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign. How could he defend against Yang Fann's terrifying power that was comparable to a Middle Level True God?    

"Puchi. . . "    

True God Ming Luo's entire body was grabbed by Yang Fann.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ Yang Fann, stop! I am the True God Sovereign of the Underworld God Clan! If you dare to hurt me, I, the Underworld God, will never forgive you! . . . . . . . . "    

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