Invincible Bloodline

The surrounding Examinee, except for those Rank 8 Top-Level True God warriors, all of them lowered their heads, not daring to look Yang Fann in the eyes. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable panic.    

They were praying in their hearts. The Great Dao was protecting them. This Dark Star must not hit them, he must not hit them. . .    

Even the quasi-Rank 8 Top-Level True God Luo Yu was easily suppressed by Yang Fann. His strength had definitely reached the Rank 8 Top-Level True God. He was definitely not someone these small arms and legs could deal with. Once they were hit, there was only one way left for them, and that was to be mercilessly suppressed.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

An evil blood-red light descended from the sky, and instantly enveloped a Top Level True God.    

"Phew. . . It's not me, this is great, this is great! In an instant, all the Top Level True God in the surroundings heaved a long sigh of relief. As long as their fellow Daoist didn't die, they wouldn't allow anyone else to live or die.    

. . . . . .    

The 3321st Sky Stairwell.    

This was Yang Fann's opponent this time. He was also a Native Chosen. It was unknown if he had fought these Native Chosen or if it was because of some other reason, but all the opponents Yang Fann had drawn were from Chengluo Mansion.    

However, at this moment, this opponent was completely frightened out of his wits. In his eyes, there was only fear and panic.    

His legs and stomach kept trembling, as if they would collapse at any moment.    

His mouth kept muttering, Why is it me. . . Why is it me? . . .    

. . .    

"Chi ~ ~ Chi ~ ~ ~"    

Two rays of bloody light flashed past. Yang Fann and the number 3321 Examinee entered the Void arena.    

Looking at the opponent who was constantly trembling, Yang Fann frowned. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. In the previous two rounds, one was Rank 7 Top Level True God, and the other was a quasi-Rank 8 Top-Level True God. In Yang Fann's match, Thinking about it, this time, he wasn't even a Rank 8 Top-Level True God. No matter what, he had to be a quasi-Rank 7 Top Level True God. Never had he thought that it would be such a Fifth Order ant.    

The gap between them was more than ten times, a hundred times.    

At this moment. . .    

The Rank 5 Top-Level True God finally managed to control the fear in his heart and hurriedly shouted. "I admit defeat, Lord Supreme. I admit defeat, I admit defeat. . . " Even though he admitted defeat, In the future. . . Maybe he would have bad luck and be possessed by a god. When he goes out, he will step on dog shit, and when he drinks, his teeth will be stuck. But it was still better than losing his own life. This was a peerless, fierce man who could even kill Luo Yu in an instant. It was not something a Rank 5 Top-Level True God like him could fight against.    

To put it bluntly, the ferocious man could easily kill him with just a single move of his finger.    

. . .    

"F * ck, he actually admitted defeat. Damn it, does this guy even have the pride of a Top Level True God?" Yang Fann glared at him. There was a hint of regret in his eyes. Although Rank 5 Top-Level True God warriors were not as strong as those Rank 7 Top Level True God, After devouring and refining him. . . It was enough to increase the strength of his Body by a few hundred trillion. Once he admitted defeat, everything would be in vain.    

If he knew this earlier, he wouldn't have given him the chance to open his mouth and suppress him.    

. . .    

"This kid is really startled. "    

"That's right, admitting defeat is not a bad choice. "    

"Next time, if we meet that Dark Star, we can also choose to admit defeat. "    

. . .    

Examinee's eyes lit up. Number 3321, Examinee, had given them a clear path. If I can't beat you, I can't just admit defeat. I can't just admit defeat. That Dark Star still dared to attack.    

Right at this moment. . . .    

"Number 3321, Examinee has admitted defeat. He will be eliminated and robbed of everything. " Heavy Sound of Great Taos are sweeping across the square.    

The next second. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

A mysterious energy instantly enveloped Examinee, number 3321. In an instant, his cultivation base began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye. Rank 5 Top-Level True God. . . Fourth Grade Top Level True God. . . First Grade Top Level True God. . . High Level True God. . . Middle Level True God. . . Low-level True Gods. . . . . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How could this be?"    

"Didn't you take away your destiny? How could he take away his cultivation?"    

"This. . . This. . . After this, how can we admit defeat?"    

. . .    

The surrounding Examinee was dumbfounded. The outcome of admitting defeat was exactly the same as that of surrendering.    

. . .    

On the Void arena.    

"Good, good, good, not bad. "Yang Fann was immediately delighted. Although he had only obtained the luck of the Rank 5 Top-Level True God and his Space Treasure, he now had such an example. It could be said that he had completely cut off the possibility of the others admitting defeat.    

Using one Rank 5 Top-Level True God to cut off the other Examinee's path of retreat. After thinking about it carefully, it wouldn't be such a loss.    

. . .    

In the time it takes to breathe.    

Yang Fann once again climbed the Rank Six Stairway. The luck of this Rank 5 Top-Level True God was neither good nor bad. Normally, three rounds of the Air Transport Assessment was equivalent to climbing the Rank Six Stairway. In fact, he didn't even get a chance to draw a Treasure Card.    

However, this was exactly what Yang Fann wanted. If a certain someone with great luck managed to draw the Peng Cheng Wanli Card, Yang Fann was afraid that he would regret it. If he advanced to the next level, how would he be able to seize the luck of another person and suppress a Top Level True God?    

. . .    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Rays of dazzling divine light continuously shot into the sky. There was golden light, colorful light, and black light.    

Examinee quickly drew the Fortune Divine Cards. Soon, the third round of the examination came to an end.    

This made the group of Examinee slightly relieved. In this round, a total of 168 people had fallen. Compared to the first round, the second round of the Air Transport Assessment had obviously declined.    

. . .    

Half a day later.    

The fourth round of the Air Transport Assessment was halfway through. Fatty Zhu Number Two's luck was pretty good. He drew a Minor Zhou Heavenly Card and directly advanced to the 30 Rank Six Stairway. He was only a step away from breaking through to the eighth step of the Stairway to Heaven, and he would be able to break through to the next level.    

. . .    

Two hours later.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Yet another streak of bloody light shot into the sky.    

"It's coming again. "    

"Who will be the one drawn this time?"    

"Please don't be me. Please don't be me. Otherwise, I will be finished. "    

. . .    

In an instant, Examinee's heart tightened. He could not admit defeat even if he admitted defeat, and he could not beat him. This was completely forcing them to die.    

. . .    

"Number 4444 Examinee, your opponent is number 5231 Examinee. . . . "    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How could this be, how could it be me? Wuwuwu ~ I, Youde, have bitterly cultivated for three trillion years, could it be that I'm going to die here? I can't accept this, I can't accept this! His Excellency Yang Fan, spare me! Please, for the sake that we are all from the Zhuanghe System, I beg of you! Let me go. . . "    

Youde begged bitterly. He would never dare to admit defeat. The outcome of Examinee No. 3321 was still vivid in his mind. At this moment, he could only hope that Yang Fann would be merciful and spare his life because of his "fellow countrymen. "    

"Rumble. . . "    

What responded to him was a Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand. Spare your life? What kind of joke is this? Do I know you?    

In the next second. . . . . .    

Yang Fann once again went up the fifth step of the Stairway to Heaven. Compared to these Native Chosen, the luck of these "old folks" was. . . Up until now, there were more than a thousand of them. Apart from a few dozens of people who had climbed the Stairway to Heaven, Most of them were still at the twentieth step. Some were even lingering on the steps to clear the levels. Who knew how many more rounds of card draws they would need.    

. . .    

The fifth round of the examination.    

Fatty Zhu would draw his card first. As for Examinee No. 1, The Disaster Card that he had drawn in the previous round had been wiped out. He had turned into ashes. This round. . . Fatty Zhu's luck was a bit bad. He only managed to draw one disaster card, which was in the top nine. However, it also allowed him to successfully ascend to the Destiny's Heavenly Palace, becoming the sixteenth person to ascend to the Destiny's Heavenly Palace. He was also the first True God to clear the level.    

This luck was really good. As long as he didn't die midway, he would be able to accomplish great things in the future.    

. . .    

"Puchi. . . . . . "    

Yang Fann waved his hand and suppressed a Rank 6 Top-Level True God Native Chosen, then he once again ascended the eighth step of the Stairway of Destiny.    

. . .    

One day later.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Rank 7 Top Level True God was mercilessly suppressed by Yang Fann.    

. . .    

"Damn it, why is this guy so slow?"    

"It's already the sixth round, why is he still only at the 45th step of the Stairway to Heaven?"    

"According to this turtle speed, if we want to wait for Dark Star to go to the Destiny's Heavenly Palace, we will have to face a few unlucky people. "    

. . .    

The surrounding Top Level True God were gnashing their teeth in anger. They wished they could wait for Yang Fann to come. He would immediately ascend to the Destiny's Heavenly Palace and pass the second round of the examination. His existence was like a devil sword hanging above their heads. His existence would take their lives at any moment. Especially those who had only ascended a few steps or more, their hearts were in their throats. After six rounds, Yang Fann had hit the mark. However, they were all like them, only able to ascend a few steps or a dozen steps.    

. . .    

Very quickly, another day passed.    

"Number 4444, Examinee, your opponent is number 666. . . "    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ How could this be? My luck is invincible. I drew a seven-colored Treasure Card and two six-colored Treasure Cards. Three five-colored Treasure Cards, how could it be me? No, I don't believe it! . . . This isn't true! It definitely isn't true. . . . "    

. . .