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"Boom..........

The wind and clouds surge, and the heavens and the earth change color.

A terrifying coercion that was thousands of times stronger than the Giant Whale Ancestor fell from the sky, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire Tianhai Fleet.

"This ......... This force is .........."

On the top floor of the Tianhai, the face of the Great Sage of Yuan Ming suddenly changed, under this terrifying coercion, even he had a sense of humility like an ant, the person who came was definitely a peerless powerhouse in the Holy Lord Realm, and he was not an ordinary Holy Lord, the most important was the Late Saint Lord, and even the peak Saint Lord was not impossible.

Otherwise, it would never have been possible to give him such a palpitation.

That's when ..........

"Boom..........

In the sky above the Tianhai Fleet, a majestic figure appeared like a mirage.

Its height is not known how many thousands of feet, and the divine light is bright, just like the chaos demon god who opened the world, with the sky on his head and the ground on his feet, he can support the entire heaven and earth.

The next moment..........

"Boom..........

The divine light faded, and the figure of the great shore shrank sharply, and finally turned into a middle-aged man in white, with an erratic momentum around his body, which was unpredictable, and there was a trace of naturalness and return to the basics.

It's just that between his eyebrows, there is a peerless majesty that can't be concealed, just a glance, it makes people feel a kind of fear from instinct.

I couldn't help but kneel in front of him and bow to it.

...........

In front of the No. 1 manor of the Tianhai.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the first Holy Lord to come to the door would actually be a Terran Holy Lord. Yang Fan carefully glanced at the middle-aged man in white, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, he thought it would be a sea clan holy lord, but he didn't expect it to be from the human race.

But soon, that touch of surprise was replaced by a hint of coldness, I hope that this middle-aged man in white can get acquainted with each other, otherwise, Lao Tzu will not show mercy because you are a human race.

That's when ..........

The white-clothed middle-aged gaze swept around the entire Tianhai fleet, and finally landed on Yang Fan, and an indescribable shock crossed Gu Jing Bubo's face, which ......... This.......... How is this possible, four-star quasi-saint, that's just a small four-star quasi-saint.

It is ridiculous to make this seat feel a trace of danger, this is simply ridiculous, the Latter-day Saint Lord, this seat is a Latter-day Saint Lord, just blow casually, you can collapse thousands of four-star quasi-saints.

Delusion, this must be the delusion of this seat.

I can't believe it, I can't believe it, even the average early stage saint lord can't give him such a dangerous feeling, let alone such a small four-star quasi-saint.

Shaking his head slightly, he shook off the absurd thoughts in his heart.

The next moment...........

The middle-aged man in white~ opened his lips lightly, and said, "Who is Yang Fan!!?"

When Yang Fan heard this, he first sent Xiao Sifan back to his father and mother with a soft force, and then he moved and rose into the air, walking towards the middle-aged man in white in the air, as if there was a row of invisible stairs in the air.

Not a breath.

Yang Fan stood flush with the middle-aged man in white, looked at the middle-aged man in white calmly, and said, "This seat is Yang Fan." ”

"This junior is a bit bold. ”

The middle-aged eyes in white lit up slightly, and being able to face himself so humbly and unsettlingly was something that some early stage saint masters might not be able to do, but Yang Fan, a small four-star quasi-saint, did it, and I have to admit that it was different from ordinary people.

"Yang Fan, for the sake of the same human race, this seat will not embarrass you, hand over the key of the Dora Sage, and you can go. The middle-aged voice in white is so high, it seems that it can give Yang Fan a way to live, which is Yang Fan's great luck.

"Huh......... What if I don't pay it?"

Yang Fan sneered, what the hell, do you really think that you are the supreme saint who is high up? Just one sentence, you want to hand over the key of the Doro saint by yourself, it is ridiculous.

"Yang Fan, don't be stubborn. A faint trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in white, "Do you really think that the people around you can beat those wastes and be able to run rampant? In this world, there are still many people you can't afford to provoke." ”

He had also heard the news that Yang Fan and his party had killed the twenty-eight half-step holy lords of the Nine Great Sea Clan Empire in the blue sea, but he didn't pay attention to this at all, and it took more than half a month to completely destroy the twenty-eight half-step holy masters, and this power was at most comparable to the average mid-stage holy lord.

In the case of a Latter-day Saint Lord like him, it wouldn't take a cup of tea to completely erase those twenty-eight half-step Saint Lords from this world.

"There are indeed many people in the world that I Yang Fan can't afford to provoke, but among them, you are never included. "Yang Fan didn't give an inch, competing against each other, a Latter-day Saint Lord, two years ago, he said that he couldn't be afraid of three points, but now, it's a dish.

"What a junior who doesn't know the height of the sky, you have succeeded in angering this seat. The cold killing machine flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed middle-aged man, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed, and the sun and the moon were not shining.

"Provoke you? Hmph! I'm going to kill you.......... A Late-Stage Saint Lord, devouring you, should be worth a hundred half-step Saint Lords!!" Yang Fan's eyes suddenly bloomed with a scorching light, which was the light of a hunter looking at his prey.

"What?"

The middle-aged man in white changed his complexion slightly, and there was a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, he who practiced uncertainly~ Fa, not to mention a small four-star quasi-saint, even the peak saint master could not completely see through his current cultivation.

That's when ...........

"Boom!" , "Boom!", "Boom!", ...........

Endless brilliant divine light burst out from the hair on Yang Fan's body, shining brilliantly and dazzlingly.

In an instant, it was as if a terrifying ancient beast had awakened from its slumber, and its momentum soared wildly, rising steadily, and it would never be contained.

The one-meter-eight body was also raised inch by inch at a terrifying speed, one foot ......... Ten Zhang.......... Baizhang ......... Thousand Zhang......... Wanzhang ..........

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"This .......... This.......... How is this possible?" Looking at Yang Fan, who had incarnated into a terrifying giant spirit tens of thousands of feet high, the middle-aged man in white was terrified, his eyes were full of disbelief, at this moment, the momentum that Yang Fan burst out had faintly surpassed the scope of the early stage of the Holy Lord, God, how could there be such a monster in the world, a four-star quasi-saint, he was only a four-star quasi-saint cultivator.

The most important thing is that Yang Fan's momentum is still soaring rapidly, and there is no intention of stopping.

"Medium.......... The mid-term Holy Lord is here, Gollum.......... He......... He's ........ Really only......... Only a four-star quasi-saint cultivator?" the middle-aged man in white swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and began to doubt his eyes, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he thought of something, "Difficult........ Could it be that the town ........ It wasn't his subordinates who killed the twenty-eight half-step holy lord of the Sea Clan, but Yang Fan himself?"

With the terrifying power that Yang Fan broke out at this moment, it was enough to suppress the twenty-eight half-step holy masters of the Sea Clan.

"After......... Latter-day Lord, he ........ His momentum ......... Still......... It's still improving, no......... It's not a person, he's not a person........." The middle-aged voice in white almost collapsed, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes, thinking that he was born in the primeval years, lived for hundreds of millions of years, and didn't know how many hardships he went through before he had today's cultivation, but what about this Yang Fan, looking at his bone age, it is impossible to be more than 100 years old.

This blow is completely difficult to describe in words.

That's when ...........

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in white changed his complexion again, and exclaimed, "You......... You......... Are you a disciple of the Spirit Martial Saint Palace?"

Such a freak demon is not something that a small force can have, and even many peak forces with a strong person of the Holy Lord are impossible, in the entire Lingwu Great World, I am afraid that only the Lingwu Holy Palace, which is high, has that qualification.

"That's right, this seat is the sixth young master of the Lingwu Sacred Palace. Yang Fan sneered and admitted calmly.

There is nothing to hide from this identity, and I am not afraid of bringing any trouble to the Lingwu Sacred Palace, in the huge Lingwu World, the forces that dare to retaliate against the Lingwu Sacred Palace have not yet been born.

"Mistaken .......... Misunderstanding, Your Highness, it's all a misunderstanding.........."