Invincible Bloodline

"Rumble. . . "    

The heavens collapsed and the earth split apart as the Divine Dragon howled in grief.    

Two teams of seventy-two Crown Princes from the Dragon Guard were all killed by the Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand. Not even their bones were left behind.    

. . .    

"Hiss. . . I. . . I blew them up. The seventy-two Crown Prince Dragon Guard were destroyed just like that?"    

"F * ck! F * ck! F * ck! What did I just see?"    

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"    

. . .    

In all directions, the Saint King experts were extremely shocked. Many people even started to curse out loud. They could not believe what they were seeing. This was the famous Crown Prince Dragon Guard. Although they had never seen two groups of Crown Prince Dragon Guard attacking at the same time. . . However, just one group of thirty-six Crown Prince experts was enough to shake the heavens and earth. They had once surrounded and killed a Sixth Empyrean Saint King, creating an infamous name for themselves.    

The strength of destroying the seventy-two princes with a single palm strike was far beyond their imagination.    

The Holy Prince Likes Peng Fei, who was in the Nine Dragon Golden Palace, was dumbfounded. He didn't even react when the jade cup fell to the ground. No one knew the strength of the seventy-two Crown Princes of the Dragon Guard better than him. Even an ordinary Top-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King wouldn't be able to kill all the Crown Princes of the Dragon Guard so easily.    

Right at this moment. . .    

"Buzz ~ ~ Buzz ~"    

The Voids that were scattered within the Void began to swell. In the blink of an eye, the Crown Prince's Dragon Guard, which had just been blasted into pieces, was restored to its original state.    

Even saints had the ability to regenerate from a single drop of blood, let alone a Saint King.    

Of course, the key was that Yang Fann had shown mercy. He hadn't really destroyed the Dragon Guards in the Crown Prince's Dragon Guard. Otherwise, it would be a joke to revive with a drop of blood.    

Saint, the reason why a Saint King could be reborn from a drop of blood was because the Holy Soul had merged with his blood. Once the Holy Soul was destroyed, the Blood Essence would only be a drop of ordinary blood. At most, it would contain a huge amount of energy.    

The seventy-two Crown Princes of the Dragon Guard were the weakest. Third Empyrean Saint King and Fourth Empyrean Saint King had a total of twelve blood Fourth Empyrean Saint Kings. The two captains were the nine Perfection warriors who had mastered two hundred and sixteen Saint King Law, Fifth Empyrean Saint King. He was neither big nor small, and he was also a fat piece of meat. There were also a few Saint King Law that Yang Fann had yet to master. It would be a waste to completely destroy them with a single palm strike.    

Yang Fann was used to living a tough life. He admitted that he wasn't a waste.    

. . .    

At that moment.    

"Rumble. . . "    

Another Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand came crashing down, heading straight for the seventy-two princes of the Dragon Guard.    

"Ah, no. . . "    

"Stop, break it for me!"    

. . .    

Desperate cries could be heard. The seventy-two Crown Prince Dragon Guard who had just been reborn with a drop of blood was grasped in the palm of their hands. Without the support of the Twin Dragon God Slaughtering Formation, the overall combat strength of the seventy-two Crown Prince Dragon Guard had been weakened by more than ten times. Not to mention killing intermediate Sixth Empyrean Saint King, even fighting a low grade Sixth Empyrean Saint King would be extremely difficult. Without any ability to resist, they were captured by the net.    

In the next second. . .    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

The space in front of the Nine Dragon Golden Hall began to distort, and a black-clothed Young Man appeared out of thin air.    

It was Yang Fann.    

. . .    

"Who is this person? Could he be that mysterious expert?"    

"He is the one who suppressed the seventy-two Crown Princes of the Dragon Guard?"    

"Gulp! Gulp! . . . How is this possible? "    

. . .    

The Holy Kings in all directions released their Holy Senses. Some of them thought that Yang Fann was the one who suppressed the Crown Prince's Dragon Guard, but they were quickly rejected by the other Sacred Kings. What kind of joke was this? How old was this young man in front of them? His life force was definitely not more than a million years old. Even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it was impossible for him to possess such a Heaven-defying Combat Power.    

"It should be the person beside the mysterious expert, or the representative sent by the mysterious expert. "    

. . .    

In the void.    

"An ant dares to attack me? Who gave you the audacity to do so?!" Yang Fann looked down at the Nine Dragon Golden Palace. His eyes seemed to be able to ignore the layers of seals and see through everything as he spoke coldly.    

. . .    

"Ah ~ ~ ~ This voice? Really? . . . It really is him. "    

"Hiss. . . This. . . What kind of monster is this?"    

"No. Less than a million years old. . . Top-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King, this. . . This. . . Is he still human?"    

. . .    

Countless experts in all directions sucked in a breath of cold air. That voice was the same as the one they had heard before. They would definitely not mishear it.    

"Compared to this monster, our so-called monster Chosen is just a joke. "    

"Even the number one monster, Holy Prince, is nothing compared to it. "    

. . .    

"This time, I'm afraid the Zhantai Clan has kicked an iron board. " All of a sudden, A Peerless Evildoer like this. . . They would never believe it, even if they were beaten to death. Talent was important, but resources were more important. Take The Holy Prince Likes Peng Fei for example. If he wasn't the son of Master Of Sanskrit. . . If he was born in a small family, he wouldn't be able to break through to the Fourth Empyrean Saint King realm. Whether or not he could form the Heart of Saint King was still unknown.    

They might have died prematurely, but that might not be the case.    

Although the Zhantai Clan was the number one clan in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain and controlled nearly half of the Buddhist Sound Star Domain, it was nothing in the entire Guangling River System. It was extremely difficult for them to control three major powers.    

"Perhaps this is our chance. "    

More and more Saint Rulers rolled their eyes. No one knew what they were preparing for.    

In just a hundred billion years, the Zhantai Clan had become the number one clan in the Buddhist Sound Star Domain.    

During this period of time, they had offended countless big families and major powers, especially the transportation array in the Star Domain.    

If any major power could control this transportation array, it would be the same as controlling the lifeline of the Buddhist Sound Star Domain.    

. . .    

Nine Dragons Golden Hall.    

An indescribable panic spread through his heart. As the Crown Prince of Zhantai Clan, he did not only rely on his extraordinary talent, but also his scheming abilities. Otherwise, he would not have been able to secure his position.    

There were countless concubines in Master Of Sanskrit's harem. There were tens of thousands of children in Master Of Sanskrit's harem.    

Although most of them were not successful, However, it was not that they did not have extraordinary talent and great strategies.    

What the other Holy Kings could think of, how could Zhan Tai and Pengfei not think of?    

The forces behind such a monster monster were definitely not something that the tiny Zhantai Clan could compare with. Saint King Holy King, and even Semi-god Heavenly Sovereign might have more than one monster.    

At this moment, Zhan Tai and Pengfei hated the Black Skull Slave Group to the core. Did these bastards not have eyes? A monster like this is something that a tiny Black Skull Slave Group like you can provoke?    

It was fine that he was courting death, but he had to send some images over. Why was it so lonely down there? Did they want my master to accompany them?    

And you, this monster, are really good. Is there anyone like you who pretends to be a pig to eat a tiger?    

A A Peerless Monster like you, even if you don't ride a seventh-grade or higher Saint King Holy King warship, you should at least be worthy of a sixth-grade Saint King Warship.    

With just a Second Grade Saint King Warship, wouldn't you feel ashamed of the power behind you?    

At this moment. . .    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

The space in front of the Nine Dragons Gold Hall was forcefully torn apart once more.    

In the next second. . .    

A skinny old man with a pair of eagle-like eyes and a green robe emerged from within.    

"It's Old Ying. " Surveying Tai Pengfei's eyes lit up, as if he was a drowning man grabbing onto his life-saving straw. The fear in his heart dissipated quite a bit.    

This green-robed old man was a peerless expert that his father had subdued. He was a Nine Dao Top-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King, the undisputed second expert in the Zhantai Clan, second only to his father, Master Of Sanskrit. He was deeply trusted by his father. During the period when his father, Master Of Sanskrit, was in seclusion, Old Ying had been guarding the Zhantai Clan, and had intimidated all the small fries.    

"Young master, you have offended my young master. Everything is the fault of my young master. Please forgive my young master for the sake of my family. Don't worry, young master. My family will reward you handsomely. . . " A flattering smile appeared on Old Ying's face as he apologized.    

He was stronger than others, so he had no choice but to lower his head. Such a A Peerless Monster. . . This was not something that the tiny Zhan Tai family could afford to offend.    

. . .    

"He actually gave in? And this is the Zhan Tai family, which has always been overbearing?"    

"Domineering? Hur hur. . . That depends on the person. A force that can cultivate such a monster monster is something that the Zhantai Clan can fight against?"    

"If you don't give in, are you going to wait for your entire family to be wiped out? What an old fox! . . . What a pity! What a pity. "    

. . .    

The Four Corners Holy King was in a heated discussion. This old man Ying was wise enough to apologize and admit defeat. Sigh! It seemed like they would not be able to fight this battle.    

. . .    

"Hehe. . . On account of you looking after the Tai family? Who do you think your Zhan Tai family is? They deserve my respect! "    

. . .