Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . "    

The gate of nine colored light instantly erupted with dazzling light.    

In that instant, all of the Empyreans and True Divinities on the plaza felt their minds tremble. They hurriedly looked towards the nine-colored door of light.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Under everyone's gaze.    

A black figure slowly stepped out of the nine-colored door of light.    

"It's Yang Fann. " True God Cang Yue could clearly see the newcomer's face. He immediately felt relieved. As long as Yang Fann could return safely, everything else would be fine.    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

With a movement of his body, True God Cang Yue tore open the spatial zone and appeared beside Yang Fann, protecting him.    

"En? Could it be that Cang Yue is waiting for this little devil?" True God Feng Yu narrowed his eyes and a flash of deep doubt flashed across his eyes. How could such a little devil that had not even grown all its hair be so important to a High Level True God like Cang Yue? Even that Heavenly Sovereign Jing Yao, Cang Yue, had never paid so much attention to him.    

Could it be that in Cang Yue's heart, this little kid was even more important than Jing Yao?    

This little kid is not simple. I'm afraid I have underestimated him.    

Thinking about it carefully, it was already a miracle that a little devil that was not even two hundred thousand years old could leave Dragon Lair alive.    

One should know that this time, more than three hundred Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign warriors had died in Dragon Lair. The hundred Heavenly Venerates of the God Race who had yet to show themselves were unknown whether they were still alive or dead.    

. . .    

Not far away, when Wu Sovereign Meng Luo saw Yang Fann, his nervous heart also relaxed.    

I knew that with your monstrous strength, nothing would happen to you.    

"En? Meng Luo, you told me to wait. It can't be this junior, right?" The Thick Earth Sorcerer had seen all of Wu Sovereign Meng Luo's changes. There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice. He had thought that his good grandson had made some great discovery. He never thought that it would be for the sake of a junior from the Blue Moon Palace. This was simply nonsense.    

A hundred thousand years had passed. Although Yang Fann's appearance hadn't changed much, his temperament was still that of a Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud. If it wasn't for the deep impression that Yang Fann had left on Wu Sovereign Meng Luo, he wouldn't have recognized Yang Fann with just a glance. The Thick Earth Sorcerer had only seen Yang Fann's image, but it didn't recognize Yang Fann for a moment.    

Of course, the most important thing was that Yang Fann hadn't transformed into the body of the Witch Clan yet. There wasn't a trace of the Qi of the Witch Clan on his body.    

"Ancestor, he is Yang Fann. The Yang Fann I told you about. Wu Sovereign Meng Luo reminded the Thick Earth Sorcerer, but he didn't say much. He didn't mention anything about Yang Fann's current combat strength, especially the fact that his combat strength was comparable to a Second or Third Grade True God. Such a A Peerless Monster wasn't someone that any major power could tolerate.    

If it was just a single member of the Underworld God Clan, it wouldn't be a big deal. He was afraid that the Divine Dynasty of Great Xia would have some bad thoughts.    

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that the overall strength of the Great Xia's Divine Dynasty was indeed above that of the Witch Clan.    

"Yang Fann, are you talking about that Yang Fann? "Upon hearing this, the Thick Earth Sorcerer's spirit immediately shook. This was a monster monster that possessed the strength of a Second Layer before it was even a hundred thousand years old. Its innate talent was so strong that even the number one genius of the Witch Clan, Golden Origin Sorceress, couldn't compare to it. It was at least a Seven Star monster, or perhaps even a Eight Stars monster.    

In the future, it would at least have the confidence to break through to the fifth level of Wu God. Until now, the Witch Clan had never given up on looking for Yang Fann.    

But soon, doubt flashed across the Thick Earth Sorcerer's eyes, "Meng Luo, are you sure? "With his cultivation base and strength, if he was a disciple of the Witch Clan, he would definitely be able to sense it. However, he didn't sense any Qi of his own kind from Yang Fann.    

"Old Ancestor, I guarantee that he is Yang Fann. " Wu Sovereign Meng Luo patted his chest and promised. If it was anyone else, he would naturally doubt them as well. However, Yang Fann was a heaven defying monster who possessed the True God's Battle Force less than two hundred thousand years ago. There were some secret techniques that could conceal the bloodline of the Witch Clan. Was it really difficult for him to do so?    

He was the biggest impossibility.    

Besides, Yang Fann had no intention of returning to the Witch Clan, so there was no reason for him to lie to him.    

"Is this kid really that Yang Fann?" The Thick Earth Sorcerer still had some doubts. Even if this Yang Fann was really a Eight Stars monster, he had yet to fully mature. It was basically impossible for him to hide from his eyes. He was High Sorcerer, and he was also the top High Sorcerer. There was only a slight gap between him and the Top Level True God.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Puchi ~ Puchi ~"    

The nine-colored door of light exploded like glass, shattering into pieces.    

Even the entire Dragon Lair had been destroyed by Yang Fann. There was naturally no need for this portal to continue existing.    

However, this scene caused Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World and the other True Gods of God Race to go crazy.    

Originally, Yang Fann's appearance had given them a hint of comfort, as they thought that the teleportation wasn't over yet. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before all the Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign of their family were teleported back. Never would they have thought that they would be able to wait until the teleportation ended. * Hong Long. . . . . . *    

Now, even the teleportation portal had been completely destroyed. Even if Ming Xie and the other Heavenly Venerates didn't die, they were afraid that they would be trapped in the Dragon Lair forever.    

One should know that even Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World couldn't sense the existence of the Dragon Lair, let alone the others.    

Since they couldn't even find the Dragon Lair, there was no need to talk about saving them.    

As for relying on Heavenly Venerate Dark Evil and the others to escape on their own, Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World basically didn't have much hope.    

That old nine-colored dragon god. But he was an old monster on par with him. His methods were not something that these juniors, who weren't even True Gods, could imagine.    

Combined with the words of the Heavenly Venerates of the other powers, Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World even suspected that there might be some means within the Dragon Lair that specifically targeted the Underworld God Clan.    

After all, back then, the one with the worst relationship with the Dragon Clan was their Underworld God Clan.    

At this moment, Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World felt a faint regret in his heart. If he had known that this old thing hated their Underworld God Clan, he wouldn't have sent someone to enter the Dragon Lair by chance.    

This time, the God Race had suffered a great loss. It was afraid that there wouldn't be a new god for a long period of time.    

Although there were still many Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign in their race, the remaining Top-Level Heavenly Sovereign basically didn't have much potential to become a god.    

. . .    

Suddenly, Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World caught a glimpse of a person out of the corner of his eye, and a glimmer of hope blossomed in his heart. This little devil was the last one to leave Dragon Lair. Perhaps he knew some secrets.    

"Junior, tell me, what exactly happened in Dragon Lair?"    

As he spoke, Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World stretched out his claw and grabbed towards Yang Fann.    

"Is this the power of a High Level True God? "Yang Fann's heart trembled slightly. He had to use all of his strength in order to block this attack, and he might even get injured. This was just a casual strike from Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World, and he didn't even use a single layer of his strength.    

Sure enough, there was still quite a distance between him and these peak True Gods.    

However, Yang Fann didn't have the slightest intention to defend himself. He just let Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World grab him. With True God Cang Yue around, what was there to be afraid of?    

In an instant.    

"Ghost Ming Yan Lao, what are you trying to do?" True God Cang Yue shouted and blocked Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World's attack. Trying to capture Yang Fann in front of him? What did he, the Blue Moon Palace's master, think of him as? A mere decoration?    

"Old monster Cang Yue, I just want to ask that junior some questions. "    

"Ask him some questions? Do you need to directly make a move? Do you think I'm an idiot? I'm afraid you, Yan Lao, want to search my soul directly. " A mocking smile flashed across True God Cang Yue's face. He was an old opponent who had lived for tens of billions of years. How could he not know Master Of The Gods Of The Dark World's means? Go ahead and lie to the ghosts.    

"Cang Yue, Old Ghost. I'm determined to get this brat today. Are you really going to fight me for a junior like this? "    

"Hmph! If you want to fight, then fight! Do you think I'm afraid of you, Old Ghost?"    

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