Invincible Bloodline

"Hu. . . "    

The Senluo Patriarch let out a long breath. So close! So close! Just a little bit more. . . I just. . . . . . Luckily, my life was saved. After that, I hastily thanked Yang Fann.    

If it wasn't for this senior's sudden attack, not only would he be doomed, but the Sen Luo Zong would also be finished.    

Right at this moment. . . . . .    

Yang Fann's gaze shifted and he said with a mocking smile, "You said it yourself. I happen to have something I need you to do. "    

"Er. . . "    

The Senluo Ancestor's voice froze. He was speechless by Yang Fann's words.    

"Please, senior. I'm just being polite. Why did you take it so seriously? Even you, Senior, can't solve this problem. How can a small family of Sen Luo Zong solve this problem? Isn't this asking for trouble. . . "    

But very quickly, he hurriedly said, "Senior, if there's anything you need, feel free to tell me. I, the Sen Luo Zong, will do everything I can to help you. . . . "    

At this moment, it wasn't the time for him to decline. Even such a terrifying fire devil was easily suppressed, let alone the Sen Luo Zong. If they really made this senior unhappy, the Sen Luo Zong would surely suffer.    

If something went wrong, perhaps their sect would be in danger of being destroyed.    

These seniors all had strange tempers and were temperamental. If anything went wrong with their minds, they might start a massacre.    

No matter how difficult it was, he could only brace himself and agree.    

"Don't be nervous. It's just a small matter. You can definitely do it. . . "    

"Hu. . . " Hearing this, the Senluo Ancestor let out a long breath, "According to what this senior said, it should only be a small matter. Perhaps it's because the matter is too small that senior couldn't be bothered to deal with it, so he handed it over to our Sen Luo Zong. Yes, it must be so. It must be so. . . . "    

After comforting himself, Senluo Ancestor calmed down a lot. Perhaps this was an opportunity for their Sen Luo Zong. If they could establish a relationship with this senior because of this, they would be furious.    

The strength of this senior was terrifying. Even if he wasn't Warlock Emperor, he wouldn't be much weaker than him.    

"Senior, may I know what's the matter?"    

"It's nothing. I just want to borrow your lives. " Yang Fann grinned, revealing his white teeth.    

"Ah. . . Senior, you. . . Please don't. . . Don't joke around with this junior. Senluo Ancestor exclaimed and looked at Yang Fann cautiously.    

"I'm not joking with you. You didn't say that. I'm willing to do anything for you. " A hint of ridicule flashed across the corner of Yang Fann's mouth, "What? Do you want to go back on your word now?"    

"Ah. . . No. . . No, Senior, please spare my life! Please spare my life! . . . " Panic-stricken, the Senluo Patriarch howled in anguish.    

"Alright, let's go on our way!"    

"RUUUUMBLE. . . . "    

With a slap of his palm, the Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand crushed everything in its path.    

"Ah. . . No, Senior, let go of me later! . . . "    

"Bang. . . "    

The Eight-Armed Asura, along with the Senluo Patriarch inside his body, shattered into dust.    

. . .    

The Senluo Palace.    

"Ah. . . Old Ancestor. . . "    

"No. . . How could this be? How could this be? . . . "    

"Isn't. . . Isn't he the helper invited by the Old Ancestor? He. . . Isn't he the helper invited by the Old Ancestor? "    

. . .    

The millions of Sen Luo Zong practitioners were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes. In many people's eyes, Yang Fann was the helper invited by the Senluo Ancestor. They never thought that Yang Fann would suddenly kill the Senluo Ancestor.    

"Ah. . . Not good. . . Run! Run!"    

. . .    

Soon, many of the Sen Luo Zong Warlocks' facial expression changed again, and they came to a realization. Since that man had killed their ancestor, would he spare the juniors like them?    

"Buzz. . . Buzz. . . Buzz. . . . . . . . . ”    

Instantly, streams of light escaped towards the surroundings of the Concourse Palace. As for avenging their ancestor, no one had such thoughts.    

The old ancestor who had merged with the Eight-Clawed Asura, whose combat strength was comparable to Rank Four Warlock King, was instantly killed with a single palm strike, let alone these ants who didn't even have a A Tier 3 Warlock King.    

If they wanted to avenge their old ancestor, they would have to cultivate for tens of thousands of years.    

. . .    

In the sky.    

Yang Fann grinned hideously, "Trying to escape? Did you ask me? All of you will be my nourishment for unsealing the seal!"    

The next second. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

The heavens shook and the earth shook. The sky darkened, and the entire world seemed to have sunk into the Limitless Darkness.    

A terrifying gigantic hand that covered an area of ten thousand miles descended from the sky, crushing everything in its path.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . No, senior, don't kill me. Let me go, let me go! . . . "    

"Wuwuwu. . . I don't want to die, I don't want to die. . . Wuwuwu. . . "    

"You will have your retribution, you will definitely have your retribution! . . . "    

. . .    

"Boom! Boom! Boom. . . "    

Yang Fann's aura was rising steadily and crazily.    

. . . . . .    

Ten breaths later.    

Only then did Yang Fann's soaring momentum gradually stabilize.    

"Middle Level True God. "    

A hint of surprise flashed across Yang Fann's eyes. This Sen Luo Zong had brought him a great surprise, especially the Eight-Clawed Asura Body. Although it wasn't as good as the Divine Spirit, the Lord of Divine Turtle, it was still similar.    

It was very likely that it was also a Divine Grade expert when it was still alive.    

If a few other big sects like the Sen Luo Zong came, unsealing the combat strength of their Divine Masters would only be a matter of time.    

"Weng. . . "    

Yang Fann's body moved, and he quickly disappeared into the Void.    

. . .    

Seven Saint Sea Region.    

This was a large sea region near the Senluo Sea Region. Above this sea region, there was an overlord called the Seven Saint Sect.    

Although the history of the Seven Saint Sect was far from comparable to the ancient Sect like the Sen Luo Zong, it had only been founded less than ten thousand years ago.    

Among all the top grade Sect, it was considered relatively young.    

However, the scariness of its strength was even greater than the Sen Luo Zong. The only thing it lacked was the foundation of the Sect.    

One should know that the reason why the Seven Saint Sect was called the Seven Saint Sect. . . The reason why the Seven Saint Sect was called the Seven Saint Sect was because it was formed by the seven Evil Saints. And these seven Evil Saints were all top grade Warlock Kings of Warlock King's level. There were even two A Tier 3 Warlock King among them, and according to the legends, the eldest was a top grade A Tier 3 Warlock King.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of the Sen Luo Zong's resources. . . The Eight Armed Asura, the entire Limitless Ocean Domain, had probably been swallowed up by the Seven Saint Sect.    

. . .    

The Seven Saint Continent, this was a large island with an area of over 100 million square kilometers.    

In the center of the continent. There were seven of them. They were like pillars that reached into the sky.    

Seven Saint Peak, the headquarters of the Seven Saint Sect. According to the legends, the seven Great Saints of the Seven Saint Sect used the Mountain Shifting and Ocean Filling Technique to move from the other continents.    

Each of these godly mountains represented the Seven Sacred Clan, and there was an Evil Saint guarding them.    

. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

All of a sudden, the seven divine mountains of the Seven Saint Sect turned dark. A huge Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand that was countless miles long descended from the sky. It was like Devil God's hand that could destroy the world.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . This. . . What on earth is going on? . . . Has the sky changed?" The million Warlocks of the Seven Sacred Clan were all shocked as they raised their heads to look at the sky.    

" This. . . This. . . I. . . . . . Am I seeing things? That seems to be a hand. . . . "    

"Gululu. . . . . . Gulp. . . . . . How was this possible? . . . "    

. . .    

At that moment!    

"Boom! Boom! Boom. . . "    

Seven terrifying auras of Warlock King burst out from the seven divine mountains and soared into the sky. Finally, they turned into seven majestic figures that looked like Devil God. They were indomitable and invincible!    

. . .    

"Ah. . . It's the seven Divine Lords. "    

"His Majesty Holy Lord is here. His Majesty Holy Lord is here. "    

"His Majesty Holy Lord is invincible!"    

. . .    

"Roar. . . Break it, Evil Eye Arcane Art!"    

"Human-devil fusion, Devil God transformation!"    

"Slaughter Life-Taking Sword!"    

"Myriad Ghost Banner, come out!"    

. . .    

None of the seven Sacred Lords dared to hold back. All of them unleashed their strongest attacks, and they didn't even hesitate to burn their Longevitys to forcefully increase their strength.    

That terrifying Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand made them feel a deep aura of death. If they couldn't block this palm, all of them would die.    

"Roar. . . Break for me!"    

. . .    

"Bang. . . "    

The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart!    

All the ghostly qi, devils, evil light. . . Including the Seven Great Saints, they were all obliterated into dust.    

Middle Level True God, a group of ants that were at most at the peak of the Saint King Realm. The gap between them was too huge. Not to mention the seven of them, there was no need to talk about the seven of them. Even if there were ten or a hundred times more of them, it would not change anything.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . No, His Majesty Holy Lord, His Majesty Holy Lord and the others. . . "    

"No. . . This isn't true, it definitely isn't true. . . "    

"Dream on. I must be dreaming. His Majesty Holy Lord is invincible! How could he lose?!"    

. . .    

"Next, Flood Dragon Ocean Domain, Flood Dragon Palace. . . "    

. . .