Invincible Bloodline

Numerous Spiritual Consciousnesss were interweaving. The elders and true disciples all had a conclusion in their hearts.    

There was no longer any suspense about the outcome of this battle. Yang Fann had lost for sure, and he had no chance of winning at all.    

The Killing Divine Sword was a killing Dao Restriction Weapon that was refined with the blood of ten thousand spirits. It was the natural enemy of the body cultivator, and it specialized in breaking the divine body of the body cultivator and expert.    

It had to be said that Luo Li had truly steeled his heart for this battle. With the blood energy accumulated within the sword of slaughter, it was likely that it was condensed from the blood of a low-level creature from the Origin Universe.    

Even though the Yang Fan's Divine Body's defense had improved after advancing to the Chaos God Realm, it still couldn't stop the Godslayer Sword.    

After losing the defense that he was so proud of, what else could Yang Fann use to fight Luo Li?    

. . .    

In the sky above the arena.    

"Brother Lan Yu, it seems like I'm going to disappoint you. " Elder Mo Ke narrowed his eyes and smiled.    

Elder Mo Ke was the same as the other elders. He also didn't think that Yang Fann had any chance of turning the tables.    

The strongest defense was forcefully suppressed by the Divine Sword. In terms of strength, Luo Li was known for his offensive power. In terms of destructive power, Luo Li was known for his sword cultivator. Even an ordinary A Supreme Chaos God Of The Highest Order wouldn't be able to match Luo Li. Even if Yang Fann had mastered a Huge Perfection Chaotic Divine Ability, he still wouldn't be able to defeat Luo Li.    

"Brother Mo Ke, sometimes, before the final moment, it's better not to jump to conclusions. " Elder Lan Yu smiled mysteriously, as if he had a different opinion.    

"Brother Lan Yu. Elder Mo Ke looked at Elder Lan Yu speechlessly. Things had already become so obvious. This old friend of his actually didn't believe him. Suddenly, Elder Mo Ke's eyes turned, and he seemed to be pondering something. He said, "Brother Lan Yu. Since you think so highly of that Yang Fan Kid, how about we make a bet?"    

"Brother Mo Ke, since you have such an interest, I will accompany you. I wonder what kind of bet you would like to make, Brother Mo Ke?"    

"You and I are brothers. Let's play around and bet 100 million Origin Elemental Crystals. "    

Elder Mo Ke spoke in a light tone, as if 100 million Origin Elemental Crystals was a unit of Origin Elemental Crystals. One had to admit that a big shot was a big shot. Their net worth was so high that ordinary elders could not compare to them.    

One had to know that this was the total wealth of an ordinary Low Rank Top-level Chaos God King.    

Not to mention a hundred million Origin Elemental Crystals, even a bet of ten million crystals had to be taken seriously.    

"Alright! Brother Mo Ke, I'll bet a hundred million Origin Elemental Crystals. Youngster Yang, win!"    

. . .    

On the arena.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom. . . "    

Luo Li's Qi had finally reached its peak. Terrifying killing intent surged like a tidal wave. Countless blood-red devils appeared behind him. He looked like a peerless god of slaughter that had walked out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!    

Just a glance was enough to make all the high grade Chaos Gods unable to muster up any resistance.    

"Yang Fann, take my sword. Divine ability - Limitless Sword!"    

Luo Li's voice was high and mighty, like the judgment of the Great Dao.    

"Boom!"    

The Divine Sword of slaughter exploded in his hand, and countless illusory images appeared in the air. The entire arena had turned into a sea of blood, a universe of blood. Countless blood-colored lights appeared. Devil God, the devil, the blood dragon, and the blood beast. Within the sea of blood, they bared their fangs and brandished their claws, roaring ferociously.    

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"    

In all directions, large patches of Voids were directly corroded by the sea of blood, turning into slag.    

This was Luo Li's most powerful strike. He didn't show any mercy at all. Within the killing Divine Sword, there was no mercy at all. The blood energy condensed from the blood essence of countless living creatures in Origin Universe erupted at once. Even a A Supreme Chaos God Of The Highest Order would be severely injured if he was not careful.    

. . .    

At the peak of Dao Discussion Peak.    

A white-haired, child-like, sage-like Dao Palace elder's heart skipped a beat. He was secretly prepared to save someone.    

This elder was none other than the guardian elder of the Mountain Struggle.    

Every true disciple was a force to be reckoned with in the Dao Palace, especially a Candidate Daughter Level monster like Yang Fann. He was the pillar of the Dao Palace. If he died here, it would be a great loss to the Primeval Chaos Dao Palace.    

The Primeval Chaos Dao Palace mainly wanted to have a good competition among the disciples. They did not really want these disciples to fight to the death.    

. . .    

At that moment!    

"Puny tricks, break for me!"    

The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flickered as he circulated the power of his Divine Body.    

However, even so, it was still extremely terrifying. One should know that after breaking through to the Chaos God Realm, with the help of the Power of Chaos God, the Yang Fan's Divine Body's power had steadily stepped into the Middle-level Chaos Divine King Realm.    

The tiny bit of divine body's strength was even more powerful than many top Top-Level Chaos God ultimate skills.    

"Puchi! Puchi. . . Puchi. . . "    

Wherever the Human-shaped Real Hou passed, everything, including the sea of blood, the waves of blood, the blood fiends. . . They were all shattered and completely disintegrated.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . No. . . This is impossible, I don't believe it, I don't believe it! . . . "    

Luo Li's pupils shrunk, and he let out a hysterical wail. How could a low grade Chaos God who had just broken through unleash the terrifying power of a peak Top-Level Chaos God? Amongst the thousands of true disciples, including the 32 Alternate Daozi, not a single one of them could unleash such a mighty power at the low grade Chaos God Stage.    

Right at this moment. . . . . . .    

"Puchi! . . . "    

Yang Fann moved his body and shattered the Void. With a step, he arrived in front of Luo Li. In Luo Li's eyes, his body kept expanding, like an ancient god that came from an ancient legend, snatching away all of Luo Li's attention.    

"Explode!"    

"* Hong Long. . . . . . *"    

A terrifying force that was comparable to a peak Top-Level Chaos God was once again unleashed from Yang Fann's palm, wreaking havoc in the surroundings.    

"Bang. . . . . . "    

The sky and earth split apart.    

Luo Li's body of the Sword God shattered into pieces and exploded.    

. . .    

Silence! The huge peak of the Dao Discussion Mountain fell silent for a moment.    

After a breath's time, there were some whispers.    

"F * ck, are you for real?"    

"He. . . He lost. Luo Li lost just like that?"    

"This. . . This. . . . . . Am I seeing things? "    

. . .    

All the elders and core disciples had expressions of disbelief. This change was too thorough, wasn't it? Many of them rubbed their eyes with all their might, feeling as though they had fallen into a dream.    

Up to the stage. Only when Luo Li's body was reconstructed did they believe that all of this was real.    

Ah. . . He had lost! Luo Li had really lost!    

The Mountain Struggle was only a competition between fellow disciples. It was not a life and death battle, so it had to be a battle of life and death.    

As long as one's divine body could be broken, it would be considered a victory.    

. . .    

"What a good Yang Fann, we were all fooled by this kid. He wasn't afraid of the Mountain Struggle in those ten thousand eras. He had been suppressing his cultivation base and didn't dare to break through! He was merely cultivating the Strength Of Divine Body. "Very quickly, an elder reacted. This crafty kid was simply an expert. Undercover everything and know how to break through directly. He would never be a match for the other core disciples.    

That's right, Candidate Daughter Level's monster. . . Which one of them wasn't proud and arrogant? How could a man like Fa Wutian be afraid of a battle?    

The Mountain Struggle wasn't a life and death battle.    

If he lost, he would at most give up the Granary Mountain.    

This was not the first time. Not to mention Candidate Daughter Level's monster, it was a true Dao Child level monster. When he was young, he was defeated and robbed of the sacred mountain. From ancient times until now. . . There were also quite a number of them.    

. . .    

In the sky above the arena.    

"Brother Mo Ke, I will gladly accept your 100 million Origin Elemental Crystals. " Elder Lan Yu smiled proudly.    

"Brother Lan Yu, I admit defeat if you are willing to bet. I have to say, in terms of experience, you are better than me. "    

Elder Mo Ke smiled bitterly and casually tossed a Dimensional Ring over.    

. . .    

"Trash! What a waste!"    

"He can't even deal with a new disciple who has just broken through to the Beginning. I really have no idea that Luo Li passed the true disciple test. "    

"Could he have gone through the back door of the Test Elder?"    

. . .    

Over a hundred Chaos God Stage true disciples gritted their teeth and cursed Luo Li who was on the arena.    

Luo Li, this trash, was totally incapable of accomplishing anything.    

How was he now? Little Son Yang Fan had the chance to catch his breath for 100,000 eras. If they wanted to seize the Granary Mountain from him again, the difficulty would increase by more than ten times.    

With less than 40,000 Era, Yang Fann's combat strength wouldn't be much weaker than an ordinary peak Top-Level Chaos God, and he would have to cultivate for another 100,000 eras.    

Perhaps, even some Quasi-god King warriors might not be his match.    

Among the one hundred and seventy-three Chaos God Stage true disciples, there were only about four levels of Quasi Power of God King. Most of them were below the Quasi-god King.    

"Damn it, it's all Luo Li's fault. Don't let me get the chance. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer. "    

. . .