C750 He Was Extremely Ferocious
C750 He Was Extremely Ferocious
The Barren Divine Mountain was no less than a million feet tall, like a peerless divine weapon piercing into the sky. It was the highest peak of the Great Barren State, and also the location of the Sect of Desolate God Sect, the number one force in the Great Barren State.
At that moment, the entire Barren Divine Mountain was covered with a terrifying shadow. An oppressive aura of terror spread throughout the Desolate God Sect.
There was no wall in this world that could prevent the wind from blowing. The news of Sword God Mountain Villa joining forces with Holy Land Of True Dragon, the Hundred Tribulations Saber Sect, and the Desolate God Sect killing Yang Fann, this monster monster, had already been known by everyone in the Desolate God Sect. Initially, this wasn't a big deal. How could the young master of the Desolate God Sect die in vain? However, with the news of the destruction of the Sword God Mountain Villa and Holy Land Of True Dragon, this matter became a big deal.
If the Desolate God was still alive, they would tie him up and apologize to Yang Fann.
This idiot was really a Body Refinement warrior whose brain was filled with muscles. Is that monster Yang Fann someone our tiny Desolate God Sect can afford to offend? You are courting death, and you even caused the entire sect to apologize to you. You are the sinner of the Desolate God Sect for destroying the Desolate Gods.
In the end, the martial arts Sect was the same. They bullied the weak and feared the strong.
Of course, this was also a common disease among humans.
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Very quickly, many experts announced their departure from the Desolate God Sect. At this moment, the Sect was at the brink of life and death, and they had betrayed the Sect. This was definitely the biggest stain on one's life. It was basically impossible for them to join the other Sect in the future. No Sect liked such ingrates, but at this moment, they couldn't care less. It was better to be an ingrate than to lose their own life. The world is big, my life is the greatest!
Besides, the sins that the Desolate God had committed to destroy that idiot. . . Why should they pay for it!?
Of course, leaving the Sect was not that easy. The higher ups of the Desolate God Sect were ruthless enough. Those who fled during the battle would kill every single one of them, but it was a pity that they didn't stop there. There was still a chance for them to escape, but if they stayed, they would die without a doubt. As long as they weren't idiots, they would understand what to do.
. . .
In less than three days, the number of people in the Desolate God Sect had dropped by a level. It did not seem like a lot, but one should know that. . . Most of them were from the upper echelons of the Desolate God Sect, or even Top-Level Emperor. Most of them were ordinary martial ancestor and Martial Lord disciples. It wasn't that they didn't want to run away, but because of their weak cultivation base. There was no way they could escape from the Desolate Divine Mountain. Of course, the main reason was that Yang Fann and the others were ruthless. For ants like them. . . As long as they didn't run out to die, they wouldn't bother with them at all.
. . .
One afternoon.
"Rumble. . . "
The space above the God Mountain of Desolates was torn apart like a curtain.
In the next moment. . .
A ten thousand feet long Peng shaped flying boat shuttled through space and stopped above the Desolate God Mountain.
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Within the temple on the peak of Desolate God Mountain.
"What's supposed to come will always come!!!" The Desolate God Sect's previous generation sect was also destroyed by the Desolate God, Master, Desolate God Yuan, who smiled bitterly. However, there was a hint of relief in his voice. Over the past few days. . . There were internal and external troubles, as well as mountain-like pressure. That kind of torture, that kind of sourness. . . It was completely difficult to describe with words, directly making him mentally and physically exhausted.
At this moment, it was finally time for him to understand everything. Whether the Desolate God Sect lived or died would depend on today's events.
"Everyone, let's go and meet this number one monster since ancient times!"
. . .
Three breaths later, nearly a hundred Desolate God Sects from the Desolate God Sect and the Desolate God Abyss appeared a hundred miles away from the Sky Peng Flying Boat. Compared to the Sword God Mountain Villa and the Holy Land Of True Dragon, the Desolate God Sect's line-up was pitifully weak. The Desolate God Abyss only had twelve people who were at the First Grade Top-Level Emperor, and there were only twelve of them left. There were actually a few more Middle Greade Emperor warriors in the group.
"Master, the Desolate God Sect is willing to surrender. From now on, we will follow your lead and never have any second thoughts. " Desolate Divine Abyss put himself in a very humble position. He immediately requested to surrender the moment he opened his mouth. He didn't even hesitate to abandon all of his dignity and kneel in front of Yang Fann.
"You are quite clever!" Yang Fann looked at Desolate God Abyss and smiled playfully. However, before Desolate God Abyss could heave a sigh of relief, Yang Fann suddenly changed the topic and said, "Unfortunately, if you want to be my dog, your Desolate God Sect is not worthy!"
If he wanted to subdue the Desolate God Sect, he would not have needed to wait until this day. He could have promised the Desolate God that he would surrender that day.
He was going to annihilate these four major powers. He was going to put on a show, so how could he give up halfway?
He was going to use this bloody lesson to warn the major powers that he, Yang Fann, wasn't someone to be trifled with. Anyone who dared to attack him or the Holy Ji Sect would have to be prepared to be exterminated.
"My lord, please don't. I sincerely support the big. . . "
Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Fann waved his hand impatiently.
"Rumble. . . "
A Devouring Black Hole appeared out of thin air and engulfed the Desolate God Abyss along with the true disciples of the elders behind him.
. . .
Six hours later.
The once number one spiritual mountain in the Great Barren State had been reduced to ruins, with no spiritual land to be found at all.
Very soon, the Sky Peng Flying Boat in the sky tore through space once again, heading towards its final destination - the Hundred Tribulations Saber Sect.
. . .
Five days later.
Hundred Tribulations Saber Sect was destroyed.
Sabersman would rather break than bend. They were much more unyielding than the Desolate God Sect. Many of them even self-detonated, hoping to drag Yang Fann along with them. Unfortunately, backbone did not represent strength. In the face of absolute strength, everything was just an illusion.
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One of the five Upper Prefectures, Xingyang Province.
The Xingsu Mountain Range - one of the ten spiritual mountains of the Xingyang State. One of the eight great holy lands, the Galaxy Holy Land, was located here.
Galaxy Divine Palace.
A man was sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed. The starry sky around him was dazzling. He looked like the legendary Lord of the Stars who controlled the starry sky.
This man was none other than the Lord of the Star River Holy Land, the Star River Holy Lord.
Suddenly, Holy Lord Xing He stood up. His eyes widened as if he had seen something unbelievable.
"Hiss. . . He single-handedly annihilated the four major powers. One of them was the Sword God Mountain Villa and the other was the Holy Land Of True Dragon. This. . . This. . . How is this possible?" One must know that regardless of whether it was the Sword God Mountain Villa or the Holy Land Of True Dragon, It was still the Holy Land Of True Dragon. Its strength was far above the Star River Holy Land. Even if the Zhen Wu Holy Place wanted to eliminate them, they would have to pay a heavy price. Besides, it was only one person.
However, reason told him that everything was true. Yin Xing was one of the people he trusted the most. He would never use such a thing to fool him. Furthermore, there was no way to hide whether this was true or false.
In the next moment. . .
"Hu. . . What a good Yang Fann, what a great monster! I thought I had overestimated you, but I still underestimated you! Looks like it's another troubled period. . . " Galaxy Holy Lord sighed faintly, as if he had already predicted that a bloody storm was about to sweep across Northern Bailiwick.
The rise of the Sect was bound to be a matter of stepping on white bones.
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Sun Palace - the place where Holy Lord of Nine Suns cultivated.
"Gulp. . . This. . . Is this Yang Fann really. . . Really a human?" Holy Lord Jiu Yang swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Putting aside the Hundred Tribulations Saber Sect and Desolate God Sect, these two great Grade Nine Sect, for now. . . The Sword God Mountain Villa and Holy Land Of True Dragon had more than one Quasi-Emperor guarding them, and each of them had their own resources. Even the True Martial Holy Lord, who was known as the number one person in the Northern Region, was far from being able to do so.
"Hiss. . . Could it be that Yang Fann's strength has already surpassed the True Martial Holy Lord?"
In the next moment. . .
A trace of lingering fear emerged in Holy Lord's heart, and he felt relieved. "It's alright, it's alright. He didn't lose his mind, he just listened to the nonsense of that old bastard, Ye Gujue. Otherwise, I'm afraid that my Nine Yang Holy Land will not be able to escape this calamity. . . "Among the Eight Great Holy Lands, The Nine Solar Holy Lands was only ranked sixth, and it was even worse than the Sword God Mountain Villa. It would be a joke if Yang Fann wanted to destroy them.
Suddenly, a ruthless look flashed across Holy Lord's eyes. " It seemed like the Yang family couldn't be allowed to live any longer. . . . Elder Yang! Elder Yang! Don't blame me for disregarding our old friendship! I really can't afford to bet. . . "
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Hundred Plume Province, Hundred Flower Valley.
"What a good Yang Fann, he really is a young hero. From now on, my Northern Bailiwick will have to respect you as my son. . . " Bai Hua Holy Lord smiled bitterly. But soon, a strange light flashed in his eyes. "Perhaps this is a chance for our Bai Hua Holy Land, since ancient times, heroes have always been sad for beauties. . . Next, the title of nobility in Capital will be a chance. I must make Yu-er prepare. . . Un, just by relying on Yu-er, it might not be enough to keep Yang Fann's heart in check. At that time, let her bring along the Eight Flower Immortal as well. . . "
" I heard that the newly risen Dragon King Sect has a huge grudge with the Holy Ji Sect. I think Yang Fann will like this meeting gift. "
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True Martial Palace, True Martial Sacred Mountain, True Martial Palace.
True Martial Holy Lord paced back and forth, his steps carrying an indescribable heaviness, "Yang Fann. What a good Yang Fann. . . "
His last words turned into a powerless sigh.
There was no solution. This kid really had no solution.
"Holy Ji Sect is really lucky. Yang Fann, oh Yang Fann. Why didn't you come from my True Martial lineage. . . "
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