Invincible Bloodline

"Bang. . . Bang! Bang. . . "    

Yang Fann and Ethereal Sovereign's clones collided with each other. The terrifying force seemed to want to destroy the entire Path To Chaos.    

Ethereal Sovereign's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth. He was like a wild beast that had been enraged. He thought that with the strength of his fifth level true self, he would be able to destroy the entire Path To Chaos. Who would have thought that he would be able to defeat Yang Fann so easily? The truth was the opposite. Hanging was beating. It was just that he had lost a target. This monster, Yang Fann. . . He actually had the Reverse Supreme Force! Compared to his real body. . . The only thing that was lacking was the Great Dao's divine abilities and Great Tao Divine Artifact!    

"Damn it, I can only use that move now. . . "    

Under all the helplessness, a flash of ruthlessness flashed across Ethereal Sovereign's eyes. He finally made up his mind to use the Forbidden Divine Ability - Nine Nether Ruins' Great Law.    

All kinds of mighty forces returned to one another. He ignited his own origin and unleashed the most powerful Terror Fighting Power, suppressing and killing this A Peerless Monster.    

Although his supreme clone would be completely destroyed at that time, Ethereal Sovereign couldn't care less about that now.    

If he was beaten up by Little Son Yang Fan like this, his clone would still die in the end.    

He might as well take the opportunity to drag Little Son Yang Fan along with him and die together with him.    

After thinking about it carefully, he would still be the one profiting.    

It was merely a supreme clone. As long as he had enough resources and some time, he would be able to refine it again. As for Yang Fann, this monster, his combat strength had already caught up to his true self even before Atavism. If he were to wait until he advanced to Great Tao Sovereign, it would be even worse.    

Even the Heavenly Devil Ancestor might not be a match for him.    

And with Yang Fann's monster monster, he might be like his true self, trapped in the first level of the Supreme Being realm for tens of billions of eras, making it difficult for him to break through.    

It was impossible even if one were to use one's toe to think about it.    

Not to mention tens of billions of eras, even trillions of eras, or even trillions of eras were not needed.    

From the moment this monster joined the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace until now, it had only been 600,000 eras.    

And once his cultivation base broke through to the first level of Supreme Being, It might even be the day of Heavenly Devil God Palace's destruction.    

Given the relationship between the Heavenly Devil God Palace and the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace, as long as there was a chance, they would never let the other party live for an extra day.    

. . .    

"Little Son Yang Fan, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance. Die with me!"    

Ethereal Sovereign's expression was ferocious, like an evil ghost from hell, making one's hair stand on end!    

Die! Today, Little Son Yang Fan must die!    

Otherwise, once he advanced to Great Tao Sovereign, the Heavenly Devil God Palace would have no chance of killing him.    

It would be extremely difficult for an ordinary Great Tao Sovereign to be killed, let alone Ancestor.    

Even if they gathered all thirteen Supreme Force in the Heavenly Devil God Palace, the chances of them killing him wouldn't exceed the third level.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom. . . "    

In an instant, the energy within Ethereal Sovereign's body surged like a tsunami. His aura was ten times, a hundred times stronger than before, and it was rising rapidly.    

Even his mighty divine body had grown a bit taller, as if it was going to break through the barrier above his head.    

"Buzz. . . Buzz. . . Buzz. . . "    

The chaotic barrier around them seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying pressure and started to ripple.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . It's the Nine Underworlds Returning Ruins' Great Law! Good! Good! Little Son Yang Fan, let's see how you're going to die this time!" Purple Flame Demon Sovereign glared at Yang Fann. The Nine Nether Ruins' Great Law was the strongest Forbidden Divine Ability in their race. Its power was comparable to the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace's Mixed Nine Forms. It was only slightly inferior to the Nine Underworlds Great Law, and it was more than enough to increase the power of the Nine Underworlds Great Law by nine hundred and ninety nine hundred and ten times. With the power of his father's supreme clone, his strength had increased by eight hundred and ten times. Even if this Little Son Yang Fan really had the Reverse Supreme Force, he would still be mercilessly destroyed. Suppress and kill.    

"Ai! Unfortunately, I can't absorb this Little Son Yang Fan anymore. "    

Very quickly, a trace of regret flashed across Purple Flame Demon Sovereign's eyes. It was easy to kill Little Son Yang Fan with the Nine Underworlds Great Technique, but it was impossible to capture him alive. Given Yang Fann's monstrous talent, if he could absorb and refine Little Son Yang Fan, not to mention a intermediate or a high grade Great Tao God's Son, even a peak grade Great Tao God's Son would be able to do so.    

At that time, Great Tao Sovereign would be at his fingertips. It would only be a matter of time before he surpassed his father, Ethereal Sovereign!    

What a pity! Such a great opportunity had been given by the heavens, and he had missed it just like that.    

. . .    

"Damn it! He actually used the Forbidden Divine Ability. "    

Yang Fann's facial expression changed, and a hint of anger appeared on his face. He had long regarded Ethereal Sovereign as his prey. The food in the plate. Now that Ethereal Sovereign had ignited his origin and forcefully increased his strength, it was akin to cutting off his flesh.    

In just a short period of time, he had probably used up one of Limited-quasi-sovereign's Strength of Origin.    

However, this scene had another meaning in Ethereal Sovereign's eyes.    

"Little Son Yang Fan, it's too late to regret now!"    

"Regret! I regret it! Why didn't I take you down earlier? I have wasted so many Strength of Origin! " Yang Fann was flustered and exasperated, and his heart was filled with pain.    

"What?!"    

Ethereal Sovereign frowned. What did Little Son Yang Fan mean by this? A trace of uneasiness emerged in his heart.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Countless terrifying hurricanes that could kill Invincible Quasi-Sovereign Of Great Perfection warriors burst out from Yang Fann's pores, sweeping in all directions.    

The strongest Forbidden Divine Ability of Primeval Chaos Dao Palace - Mixed Nine Forms - erupted, pushing the final transformation. The strength of his entire body was 4,500 times stronger than before.    

. . .    

"Mixed Nine Forms, the power of the Ninth Transformation! Hahaha! Hahaha! . . . Good! Good! Good! "    

Ethereal Sovereign was not surprised, but happy. Although this strength was more than ten times greater than his, there was no way he could turn the tables in this battle. But so what? After using the Ninth Transformation of Primal Chaos, Little Son Yang Fan's potential had dropped by a huge margin. It was impossible for him to go against Great Tao Sovereign with his quasi supreme body.    

In the future, he would at most be a supreme ancestor. If he could suppress the Heavenly Devil God Palace, it would be impossible for him to destroy the Heavenly Devil God Palace.    

Although he hadn't done his best to kill Yang Fann, this monster monster, he had still accomplished more than half of his goal.    

As for the safety of his beloved son, Purple Flame Demon Sovereign, at this moment, he couldn't even protect himself. How could he care so much about it?    

Compared to the life of his true self and the survival of the Heavenly Devil God Palace, a mere heir was nothing.    

. . .    

"Roar. . . Die now!"    

Yang Fann roared furiously. He tore through the spatial zone and lunged at Ethereal Sovereign. He didn't have much time to waste with Ethereal Sovereign.    

Under the Mixed Nine Forms, every breath and every second would consume his Strength of Origin.    

Every second he wasted would consume his Boundless Strength of Origin. His loss is a point bigger.    

. . .    

"Bang. . . Bang. . . Bang. . . "    

The two giant gods collided once again.    

The difference in strength was dozens to hundreds of times, and with just a single exchange, Ethereal Sovereign was at an absolute disadvantage.    

He could only parry, and not fight back at all.    

It was only a matter of time before he was completely defeated and suppressed.    

. . .    

"Damn it, how could this be, how could this be. . . "    

Purple Flame Demon Sovereign's facial expression changed dramatically, and his mind was on the verge of collapsing. Every time he thought that victory was within his grasp, Little Son Yang Fan would never be able to escape. However, this Little Son Yang Fan was able to turn the tables in every desperate situation.    

The Great Dao was above all else. Just what kind of enmity do we have? What grudge do we have? Do we have to provoke him like this?!    

"No. . . No, I can't. I have to run. I have to run now. . . . "    

Suddenly, Purple Flame Demon Sovereign's heart tightened. He realized that this was not the time to be in a daze.    

It was only a matter of time before his father's supreme clone was defeated. Once he was defeated, would Little Son Yang Fan let him go?    

"Roar. . . Forbidden Divine Ability - Nine Underworlds Blood Escape!"    

"Swoosh. . . "    

In an instant, Purple Flame Demon Sovereign turned into a ray of blood-red light. His speed increased by more than ten thousand times. In just an instant, he had become ten billion light years old.    

. . .    

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.    

"Weng. . . "    

Purple Flame Demon Sovereign's eyes lit up. The Seven-colored Divine Light lit up the dark Path To Chaos.    

"Ah. . . The exit, it's the exit. Hahaha. . . I'm saved, I'm saved. . . "    

. . .