Invincible Bloodline

Master Of The Nether Austin's eyes bulged like fish eyes. His voice sounded like it was going to burst out from his eye sockets. It was so heartbreaking and unbelievable. He couldn't believe it. He really couldn't believe it. How could that Little Son Yang Fan still be hiding? One should know that the strongest trump card of the Nether Palace, the Nether Beast's corpse, was enough to crush High-level Half-step Saint King. The fact that Yang Fann was able to fight him head on showed that he had the strength to crush any ordinary High-level Half-step Saint King. He had actually hidden his strength. What kind of abnormal strength should he have? He wasn't even two thousand years old. How could there be such a monster in this world?    

"Hahaha. . . Powerful. My lord is really too strong. I'm afraid that even Lord of the Nine Empyreans is no match for my lord. " Some were happy while others were worried. On the other hand, it was the same. Garfield's face was full of unconcealable joy. The resentment and resentment towards Yang Fann in his heart had dissipated in an instant.    

It seemed like there was nothing bad about being a servant of such a peerless expert.    

The fact that the weak depended on the expert was an eternal truth.    

Furthermore, Yang Fann was still so young and had limitless potential in the future. It was not impossible for Saint King Zheng Dao or even surpass the Holy King.    

Perhaps Garfield would also have the chance to peek into the secret of the legendary Holy King in the future.    

. . .    

In the center of the battlefield.    

A fierce light flashed in Yang Fann's eyes. He said coldly, "It's over. Be obedient and become my nourishment for my growth. "    

His voice faintly revealed a trace of excitement that couldn't be described with words. Although this Nether Beast had fallen a long time ago, and its essence wasn't even a thousandth of what it was when it was still alive, the benefits of devouring it was still greater than swallowing an ordinary High-level Half-step Saint King.    

In the next moment. . .    

"Rumble. . . "    

A Devouring Black Hole suddenly appeared and instantly expanded to a radius of a hundred million miles. It collided with the Nether Beast's corpse, causing countless power of devourings to explode out and forcefully devour it.    

There was no resistance at all, even though the ten Saint King Law were still alive. The strongest attack was only at the Small Success Stage. Compared to the Huge Perfection Saint King Law, it was weaker by more than a level. But even so, with the help of the ten Saint King Law, * Hong Long. . . . . . * It was simply not something that the Nether Beast corpse could resist.    

. . .    

"Defeated. . . Defeated. The strongest foundation of my Nether Palace was defeated just like that?" Master Of The Nether Austin seemed to have lost all of his energy in an instant. Although he knew that the Nether Beast's corpse would be suppressed after Yang Fann erupted once more, Ao Siding still found it hard to accept that all of this had become reality.    

That was the strongest foundation of Nether Palace, the foundation of their existence. It was an invincible beast that even High-level Half-step Saint King could kill. How could they possibly lose? And it was defeated by a young kid like Yang Fann, who was less than two thousand years old?    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's gaze shifted and looked at Ao Siding. A trace of ridicule flashed across his eyes, "Ao Siding, it's your turn. "    

"Ah, not good. . . " Ao Siding's face turned pale. An extremely ominous feeling immediately enveloped his heart.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A ray of Netherworld Light instantly enveloped his entire body, and then disappeared without a trace.    

The Netherpassage Technique was even more profound than Garfield's Netherpassage Technique. Even some of the 18 Half-Step Saint King would find it very difficult to find Ao Siding.    

"Trying to escape? Naive!" A hint of disdain flashed across Yang Fann's face. Despite knowing that his combat strength had already surpassed Saint King Holy King's, he still wanted to escape from Yang Fann's hands. This was ridiculous.    

"Puchi ~ ~"    

Yang Fann moved his right hand and easily tore open the spatial zone, grabbing Ao Siding in his hand.    

It was as easy as blowing off dust.    

"Rumble ~ ~"    

A Devouring Black Hole appeared in Yang Fann's palm, and it instantly swallowed Ao Siding, crazily devouring his Strength of Original Life.    

"Ah, no! His Excellency Yang Fan, please spare my life! I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender! From now on, I, Ao Siding, am your most loyal dog! If you want me to go east, I won't dare to go west. If you want me to catch chickens, I won't chase dogs. . . "    

" Hehe. . . It's true that one family doesn't enter the same door. " A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Yang Fann's mouth. That Great Elder, Garfield, was like this. This Ao Siding was also a soft bone.    

Unfortunately, this time, Yang Fann wasn't moved at all. He had already given Ao Siding two chances, but he didn't know how to cherish it. It was better for him to die obediently.    

Furthermore, he had already accepted Garfield. It wouldn't be of much use for him to accept Ao Siding.    

It was just a trivial matter. It was enough to deal with eight Half-Step Saint King experts like Garfield. As for the super powers like Nine Empyreans Divine Hall and Devil God Palace, it would be the same without Ao Siding. In the end, he still needed to deal with them personally.    

Of course, the most important thing was that Yang Fann had taken a liking to Ao Siding's strength, which was under Ao Siding's control. Thirteen Saint King Law. However, most of them were what he needed.    

Whatever he did, it was useless. The only thing that mattered to him was to improve his own strength.    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

While devouring Master Of The Nether Austin and the Nether Beast's corpse, absorbing and refining the pure Strength of Origin, he was also paying attention to the eleven Grand Elders of Nether Palace. Although these people were far weaker than Master Of The Nether Austin, there was still a huge gap between them and Garfield.    

However, they were still Half-Step Saint King warriors, and many of them had comprehended the Saint King Law, which was what he needed.    

"Please spare our lives, master. All of this is Ao Siding's fault. We have no intention of making you our enemy. "    

"That's right, master. All of this is the fault of that bastard Ao Siding. "    

"We are willing to surrender and pledge our loyalty to you. "    

. . .    

The eleven supreme elders of the Nether Palace all knelt down and kowtowed. All of their mistakes were pushed toward Ao Siding.    

Fellow Daoist Die, don't kill me. . . At this time, they couldn't care less.    

As long as they could live, Palace Lord was nothing. He could even betray his own father.    

As for escaping, they didn't even dare to think about it. Even Ao Siding was captured with a wave of his hand, let alone these eight Half-step Saint King Stage supreme elders.    

"Hehe. . . "    

Yang Fann sneered. Without stopping, he unleashed a Devouring Black Hole towards the group of Nether Palace's supreme elders.    

Right at this moment. . .    

Garfield appeared in front of Yang Fann in a flash and gave him a careful look. He said with a trembling voice, "Master. . . . Master, they. . . One of them. . . Some of them. . . Two of them are my juniors, you. . . Do you think you can spare their lives. . . "    

Although Garfield was a little shameless and cowardly, he was not a truly heartless person.    

"Oh, who are they?" Yang Fann looked at Garfield in surprise. He didn't think that Garfield would have the guts to say such a thing.    

In an instant, underneath the Devouring Black Hole, the supreme elders of Nether Palace were looking at Garfield with hopeful expressions, constantly calling out to him.    

"Supreme Great Elder, save me! Save me!"    

"Garfield, Senior Brother, you have to save me!"    

"Master, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"    

. . .    

This was their only hope. If Garfield didn't save them, they would really be finished.    

"Whew ~ ~ ~"    

Taking a deep breath, Garfield suppressed the anxiety in his heart. "My Lord. . . That is Old Slave's eldest disciple, Morlott. And that is Old Slave's second disciple, Randall. "    

"Just the two of them?"    

"Master, it is the two of them. Please spare their lives. "    

Being able to save his two disciples was already a great favor from the master. If he didn't know what was good for him and took an inch, it would only bring him the opposite effect.    

As a slave, he should have the appearance of a slave.    

As for the others, forget it. Honestly speaking, the relationship between these supreme elders and him wasn't all that good. There were even some who had quite a bit of enmity with him.    

"Ah, Garfield, you are ungrateful. Who was the one who blocked that sword attack for you back then?"    

"Garfield, you ungrateful beast, don't forget that I supported you to become the supreme elder. How could you not save me?"    

"Garfield, you beast, you will die a horrible death! I curse you. . . "    

. . .    

At this moment, the group of Grand Elders exploded, letting out hysterical roars. Their eyes were filled with Enmitys, and they wanted nothing more than to eat Garfield's flesh and drink his blood.    

. . .    

"Un. " Yang Fann nodded his head lightly. With a thought, he moved Mollott and Randall out.    

Yang Fann had always been lenient to his own people, even if Garfield was only his slave. Moreover, Mollott and Randall, one of them had four Half-Step Saint King and the other had only mastered two Saint King Law, which was of little help to him.    

The other nine Half-Step Saint King warriors had all mastered the Saint King Law cultivation base.    

"Thank you, master, for not killing me. " Garfield quickly expressed his gratitude, "Evil creature, let go of your Holy Soul!"    

"Yes, Master. "    

Mollott and Randall did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly released their Holy Souls.    

It was already their luck to be able to protect their lives. Freedom was no longer something they could ask for.    

Besides, even they, Master, were Yang Fann's slaves. It didn't seem like there was anything shameful about the submission of these disciples.    

"This Garfield sure knows how to behave. " Yang Fann looked at Garfield with satisfaction. He moved the Holy Soul and planted Holy Souls in the Spiritual Brands of Mo Luo and Mo Luo, controlling their life and death.    

In the next moment. . .    

Yang Fann instructed Garfield, "Garfield, I will leave the Nether Palace's survivors to you. Those below the False Saint realm can be ignored, but those above the False Saint realm will all die. "    

The False Saint was considered a true disciple of a super power like the Nether Palace. He was qualified to inherit the inheritance of the Nether Palace.    

"Master, that. . . Well. . . " Garfield looked at Yang Fann nervously. He wanted to say something, but when the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them. He had already saved two of his disciples. His master had been kind enough to him. He should not have asked for anything more. However, among them. . .    

Yang Fann pondered for a moment and understood what Garfield wanted to say. Garfield had lived for tens of billions of years, so it was impossible for him to only have two disciples. In fact, he was afraid of Bloodline Descendant in Abyssal Mountain.    

"As long as your bloodline defends to me, I won't kill them. "    

The Nether Palace was the overlord of the Cloudy Cloud. Not only did they have a small territory like the Abyssal Mountain, they could also take Garfield's bloodline, which would allow them to take over the entire Cloudy Cloud in an even faster manner.    

"My lord is merciful. " Garfield was immediately overjoyed.    

"Go. " At the end, Yang Fann seemed to have thought of something. He said again, "Bring my Demon God's Sacrificial Altar and refine all the other Pseudo Saints into Demonic God Battle Puppets. "    

Killing these Pseudo Saints would be a waste. It would be better to use them as trash and refine them into Demonic God Battle Puppets.    

Although the current Demonic God Battle Puppet army was of little use to him, it would be best to use it to protect his family in the future.    

Garfield respectfully received the Demon God's Sacrificial Altar and said respectfully, "Yes, Master. I understand. "    

. . .