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Looking at Shang Yuanyang in the sky, Yang Fan felt a burst of amusement, this Shang Yuanyang was really ashamed, he actually wanted to accept himself as an apprentice, a little three-star quasi-saint, and he didn't pee to take care of himself, people who didn't know thought he was a holy lord and a saint.

However, Shang Yuanyang obviously didn't think so, touching Yang Fan's contemptuous gaze, Shang Yuanyang couldn't help but feel a touch of displeasure in his heart, what kind of eyes did this little cub have, he was a three-star quasi-saint, that is, in the Red Dragon Continent, where the strong were like clouds, they were all first-class powerhouses, and accepting him as a half-step quasi-saint definitely had that qualification.

However, as soon as he thought of Yang Fan's anti-heaven talent, the displeasure in Shang Yuanyang's heart immediately made him suppress him, a monster like Yang Fan is in the main continent Lingwu Continent, I am afraid that he will not be able to find anyone, if he misses it, he will regret it for life.

With his own talent alone, if there is no miracle, the four-star quasi-saint is almost his limit.

In order to be able to go far enough, this breath is endured.

Hmph, when you become a disciple of this seat, see how this seat concocts you.

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

"Hu ..........." exhaled a breath of turbidity, Shang Yuanyang organized his language, and said, "Yang Fan Xiaoyou, you would say this, that is not clear about the cultivation of this seat, do you know, in the half-step quasi-saint, eh, that is, above the invincible emperor, there is still a realm.........."

Without waiting for Shang Yuanyang to finish speaking, he saw Yang Fan smile contemptuously and said, "Isn't it the realm of quasi-saints, who doesn't know." ”

"What? you......... You know?"

Shang Yuanyang's body was shocked, and he looked at Yang Fan in disbelief, you must know that on the Weeping Blood Continent, there is no quasi-saint, even a half-step quasi-saint, there is none.

"Do you know this is strange?" Yang Fan said with a little amusement, did he really think that he was the uninformed earth leopard?

"You......... You......... Have you ever left the Weeping Blood Continent?" Hearing this, Shang Yuanyang's heart trembled and he exclaimed.

"You are only allowed to leave the Weeping Blood Continent, and I am not allowed to leave?"

"How is this possible, you......... How dare you? How dare you?" Shang Yuanyang looked incredulous, the Sea of Spirit Martial Arts was a great forbidden place for the billions of trillion martial artists in the Weeping Blood Continent, and at most, it was under the activities of the shallow sea area close to the mainland, and it was not allowed to leave the continent at all.

At that time, if he hadn't reached the limit of his cultivation and couldn't advance, he would not have been able to make up his mind to cross the ocean and look for an opportunity to break through.

That's almost a point of no return, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a game of no life.

Now, just thinking about what happened in those years, Shang Yuanyang still has a sense of palpitations.

And more than ten years ago, Yang Fan was a cultivator, but he was only worthy of the Dao Emperor, far from the limit that the Weeping Blood Continent could bear, so there was no need to take that risk.

"Huh......... All this is not due to you, the descendants of the next generation. Yang Fan smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes when he looked at Shang Haowu in his hand.

"Could it be that the puppet talisman that made him leave the Weeping Blood Continent.........? Is this possible?" Shang Yuanyang was shocked again, the puppet true talisman was not unused by him back then, and it was the limit to be able to move out of a state, and their Great Shang Palace was far from the sea of Lingwu, not to mention ten states and a hundred states.

It is impossible for a mere puppet to have such great power.

But soon, Shang Yuanyang suppressed the shock in his heart, and now, it is useless to investigate how Yang Fan left the Weeping Blood Continent, so let's think about how to deal with this Yang Fan.

Being able to step into the half-step quasi-saint realm from a mere one-star emperor across dozens of realms in just over a dozen years, the place he reached was very likely to be the same as the Red Dragon Continent where he was located, it was a second-level continent, an ordinary third-level continent, and there was absolutely no such resource.

And it is very likely that it has already entered the door of a big force, and only by being fully cultivated by a big force can it have so many resources in such a short time.

Otherwise, no matter how evil Yang Fan is, if he doesn't have enough resources to advance, everything will be in vain.

"What now?"

The force behind this Yang Fan is definitely not weak, even compared to the sect where he is located in the Red Dragon Continent, and it is very likely that he has a great sage powerhouse.

"Do you just give up?"

Shang Yuanyang's eyes crossed a touch of deep unwillingness, such an anti-heaven seed, once he misses it, I am afraid that he will not want to meet the second one in this life.

"No, we must not give up, this is the only hope for this seat. Soon, a flash of determination flashed in Shang Yuanyang's eyes, missing this God-given opportunity, don't get a glimpse of the holy realm in the future, it is a seven-star quasi-saint, that is a luxury.

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

Shang Yuanyang's face did not change, and he said softly again, "Yang Fan, as long as you worship this seat as a teacher, this seat will do its best to cultivate you, you don't know the cultivation of this seat, this seat is ..........."

"Isn't it a three-star quasi-saint! Yang Fan smiled disdainfully and directly interrupted Shang Yuanyang's boastful talk.

"What? you......... Do you know?" Shang Yuanyang's complexion suddenly changed again, and a thought appeared in his heart, "It's not good, I'm afraid there are strong people around Yang Fan.........

He is a three-star quasi-saint, with Yang Fan's half-step quasi-saint cultivation, he can't see through his cultivation, and now he can actually break his cultivation in one mouth, there is only one possibility, that is, there is a strong person to protect him.

I should have thought that the sea of Lingwu was not so easy to cross, that is, my three-star quasi-saint had been born and died several times, not to mention such a half-step quasi-saint.

Suddenly, a flash of determination flashed in Shang Yuanyang's eyes.

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

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

With a movement of his right hand, it evolved into a terrifying mana hand, directly tearing through the space and grabbing it towards Yang Fan.

That mysterious powerhouse, since he can see through his cultivation, his cultivation is very likely not to be below him, or even surpass him, it is not impossible, once he is entangled by it, he is afraid that there will be no way to subdue this Yang Fan, if you don't want to give up this Yang Fan, for the sake of today's plan, there is only one possibility, that is, before the mysterious powerhouse has not reacted, quickly capture Yang Fan, and then leave the Weeping Blood Continent directly, as long as he returns to the Red Dragon Continent, even if Yang Fan has the power behind him, there is a great sage powerhouse, and he can't help it.

The Qiankun Sect behind him is one of the top ten sects in the Red Dragon Continent, and there are several strong people in the gate, and the strongest ancestor has even reached the realm of nine-star quasi-saints.

As for whether these descendants will be angered and slaughtered by the angry mysterious powerhouse after he leaves, Shang Yuanyang at this time has long been unable to care about so much.

Some of the descendants who don't know how many generations will die when they die.

How can it be compared to your own future.

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"Huh?" Yang Fan was slightly stunned, some couldn't react, Shang Yuanyang, who was good at persuading him just now, wanted to accept himself as an apprentice, how could he blink an eye, he directly hit himself, and this face turned a little faster.

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Say it's too late, then it's too soon!!

The mana hand had already reached Yang Fan, and seeing that he was about to capture Yang Fan in one fell swoop, Shang Yuanyang couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, "It's become a .........."

And yet at this moment..........

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

A brilliant golden light suddenly evaporated from the top of Yang Fan's head, shooting out towards the mana hand, and in an instant, the mana hand was like a bubble, and was scattered by the golden light.

"Ahh.........h How could this be .........." Shang Yuanyang was horrified, and exclaimed, in order to capture Yang Fan in one fell swoop, he almost came out with twelve layers of strength, this blow, even those two-star quasi-saints could be captured by him in one fell swoop, not to mention Yang Fan, a half-step quasi-saint junior.

"Come and don't be rude, old thing, now it's my turn. There was a hint of banter in Yang Fan's eyes.

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

With a slight movement of his right hand, he grabbed it towards Shang Yuanyang with one claw.

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