Invincible Bloodline

Violet Mansion Master's body swayed slightly, and he almost fell to the ground. This junior had already extorted 1,500 intermediate divine weapons from him, but he still didn't forget those three High-level Divine Artifacts. With such a huge appetite, he wasn't afraid of being stuffed to death.    

"Don't worry. I'll definitely bring those three High-level Divine Artifacts in a month's time. " Taking a deep breath, Violet Mansion Master suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a cold voice. He had already given him 1,500 intermediate Divine Tools, and he didn't need these three High-level Divine Artifacts to prevent this junior from changing his mind midway.    

Damn it, I wonder which Divine Immortal Violet Mansion Sect has offended to send such a little devil to torture them.    

They couldn't beat or scold them, it really made them feel extremely aggrieved.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Violet Mansion Master said goodbye and left in a hurry. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to suppress the anger in his heart and would give Little Son Yang Fan a slap.    

It had always been the Violet Mansion Sect who gave the other major powers a look. When had they ever been stepped on like this?    

. . .    

After Violet Mansion Master left for the time it took to make a cup of tea, God Lord Myriad Treasure Palace escorted over four thousand intermediate divine artifacts to Marlboro Pavilion.    

After that, Yang Fann didn't leave the Marlboro Pavilion. He asked Palace Lord Wan Bao to arrange a room for him and stayed in the Marlboro Pavilion.    

After waiting for a month, Violet Mansion Master sent the 1,500 intermediate divine weapons over.    

. . .    

Time passed quickly, and a month had passed.    

Marlboro Pavilion, 12th floor.    

Yang Fann and Violet Mansion Master met once again. Violet Mansion Master happily handed over 1,500 intermediate divine weapons and three High-level Divine Artifacts to Yang Fann. Since he had already made an agreement with Yang Fann, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word at this time. He, Violet Mansion Master, couldn't afford to lose face in the Violet Mansion Sect.    

Of course, these one thousand five hundred intermediate divine weapons. . . And those three Yang Fanns, they were all low-grade divine artifacts. None of them were intermediate.    

Even the high-quality Inferior Middle-level Divine Artifacts were extremely rare. In order to collect this batch of Low-grade Divine Tools, the Violet Mansion Sect had spent a lot of effort to contact all the major powers that were on good terms with them.    

Regarding this, Yang Fann had already expected this, and he wasn't dissatisfied at all. Furthermore, to tell the truth. . . If this Violet Mansion Master really generously prepared a high-grade or even a supreme-grade divine weapon for him, he might not be willing to do so.    

A Superior Intermediate divine weapon was sixty years old, and Exquisite Intermediate's divine weapon needed three to five hundred years to successfully devour it. If this was a little more, it would waste a lot of his time.    

After confirming that the quantity was not bad, Yang Fann did not continue to make things difficult for Violet Mansion Master. He handed over the Violet Mansion Secret Key that Violet Mansion Master had been looking forward to for a long time.    

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Violet Mansion Master's face once more. Thinking about it carefully, he was not at a loss. One thousand five hundred Inferior Middle-level Divine Artifacts and three Inferior High-level Divine Artifacts. The total value was around three hundred thousand High Level Divine Stones, and the true value of the inheritance of their ancestor's Purple Mansion, the Divine Lord, was more than three hundred thousand High Level Divine Stones.    

Even three million High Level Divine Stones was far from enough.    

. . .    

One day later.    

Yang Fann bid farewell to Palace Lord Wan Bao and set off once again.    

At this moment, the restrictive spell of the Nine-Colored Dragon God did not pose much of a problem to him. As long as he could devour and refine all the divine weapons in his hands, he was confident that he could break the restrictive spell of the Nine-Colored Dragon God and obtain the Ten Thousand Realm Token.    

In the end, the Nine-Colored Dragon God was only a Quasi-First Grade Top Level True God. The defense mechanism deployed by the Nine-Colored Dragon God before his death might be able to stop a First Grade Top Level True God, but it was absolutely impossible for him to stop a Second Grade Top Level True God.    

However, as a man of character, his saliva was like a nail. Since he had promised the Artifact Spirit that he would avenge the Nine-Colored Dragon God, there was no reason for him to go back on his word midway.    

Not long after Yang Fann left, a piece of news was transmitted from the numerous Marlboro Pavilion in the Purple Mansion World. It swept across the entire island at the fastest speed.    

A thousand years later, the Purple Mansion Province's Marlboro Pavilion would hold a large-scale auction. At that time, there would be a lot of top grade protective Marlboro Pavilions for sale.    

Very soon, the entire Purple Mansion Island was in an uproar. Numerous old monsters that were cultivating in seclusion broke out of their seclusion and swarmed toward the Purple Mansion Province.    

Of course, this was just a matter of time, so he didn't say anything for the time being.    

. . .    

One month later.    

At the border of the Purple Mansion River, Chaotic Galaxies.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A golden light flashed, and Yang Fann once again took out his Dragon God.    

"Grug. . . "    

Yang Fann's figure moved, and he returned to the Dragon God's Master Control Room. He began his secluded cultivation.    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Waves of divine artifact essence flowed into Yang Fann's body like a torrential river through the Devouring Black Hole, nourishing all the cells in his body and strengthening his Body.    

. . .    

Very quickly, nine thousand years passed.    

Autumn Leaf River System, border.    

"Grug ~ ~"    

A Space Wormhole appeared out of thin air, and the Dragon God shot out.    

In 9000 years, the Dragon God had once again passed through the Chaotic Galaxies and entered the next river.    

The Autumn Leaf River System was a small river system. It only had 420 complete Laws, and its resources were still the size of the river system. Compared to the Guangling River System and the Purple Mansion River system, it was much smaller. Here, the strongest was a High Level True God. In fact, they couldn't even find a Rank 4 High Level True God on the surface.    

In the center of the Autumn Leaf River System, the Autumn Leaf World Island, Yang Fann only stayed for a few days. He captured a group of foreign Empyreans and used them to control the complete six Laws of the Autumn Leaf River System, which was different from the complete Laws of the Guangling River System and Purple Mansion River System. As a human, Yang Fann was not easy to deal with, but he did not have many concerns about these foreign races.    

If they weren't of my race, they would definitely have different intentions.    

Among the foreign races, there were less than ten that were close to the human race. The vast majority of the foreign races hated the human race.    

After that, without much hesitation, Yang Fann continued on his way. Along the way, he didn't even take out his Dragon God.    

Although the speed of the Dragon God wasn't as fast as Yang Fann's real body, it wasn't much slower than some Rank 4 High Level True God warriors. Therefore, he didn't want to waste too much time.    

❄ ️ ❄ ️ ❄ ️    

Three months later.    

The Dragon God entered the Chaotic Galaxies for the third time.    

. . .    

Another five thousand years passed.    

"Puchi! . . . "    

The last Inferior Middle-level Divine Artifact turned into Flying Ashs, and all 4,626 Inferior Middle-level Divine Artifacts were devoured by Yang Fann.    

This caused the strength of Yang Fann's Body to increase by nearly 500,000 Little World.    

Even though they were both Inferior Middle-level Divine Artifacts, there were still some changes to the quality of the Inferior Middle-level Divine Artifacts compared to the ordinary Little Worlds. Usually, they could increase the strength of five or six more Little World.    

At this moment, Yang Fann's power of the shell had already exceeded the strength of three million Little World.    

It was also Yang Fann's luck. In the previous Chaotic Galaxies, Yang Fann had once again encountered a group of Giant Stellar Locust. The result was obvious. How could Yang Fann let such a fat piece of meat slip away under his nose? Naturally, not a single one of them would be left alive. They would devour the entire Giant Stellar Locust that was thousands of light years away.    

. . .    

Six thousand years later.    

The Dragon God successfully entered the Great Light River System. The Great Light River System was not much stronger than the Autumn Leaf River System. It also only had 420 complete Laws. On the surface, the strongest person was also a Third Grade High Level True God. The difference between the Great Light River System and the Autumn Leaf River System was that the Great Light River System had already been unified, unlike the countless powers of the Autumn Leaf River System.    

On the Great Light World Island, they captured a group of foreign Empyreans and once again controlled five Dao Laws. After that, Yang Fann continued on his way.    

. . .    

Ten thousand years later.    

Yang Fann had successfully refined eight hundred and ninety-three intermediate intermediate divine weapons. He only needed twelve more intermediate intermediate divine weapons to completely refine ten thousand intermediate divine weapons. God And Devil's Indestructible Physique, Second Transformation Huge Perfection.    

Dragon God, Master Control Room.    

"Rumble. . . "    

One divine artifact after another began to appear around Yang Fann. Countless Treasure Lights appeared around him, illuminating the entire world.    

One year. Three years. Ten years. Thirty years. . . Eighty years. . .    

Twelve pieces. . . Ten pieces. . . Eight pieces. . . Five pieces. . . Two pieces. . . . . .    

. . .    

One hundred and thirty years later.    

"Puchi! . . . "    

The 12th intermediate intermediate Divine Weapon was completely devoured by the essence of the Divine Weapon and turned into ashes.    

The next second. . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Countless divine artifact phantoms began to rapidly vibrate. Divine light glittered, dazzling and dazzling.    

Yang Fann's aura began to wildly rise like a landslide or tsunami. The power within his body increased exponentially, rapidly increasing.    

. . .