Over the Extreme Saint Mountains. (71x)

Yang Fan talked eloquently, and briefly talked to Yue Tianpeng and others about his current cultivation and his own experiences over the years, although Yang Fan said plainly, many things made him say a word, but in the ears of Yue Tianpeng and others, it was no less than the thunder in the nine clouds, so that they were stunned, and the wide open mouth was almost able to stuff an egg.

High-level emperors, in their Weeping Blood Continent, are all legendary emperors and powerhouses, and in this era of the end of the martial arts with scarce resources, any emperor can sweep the eight desolations and dominate the nine heavens and ten earths, but such a strong person, under Yang Fan, is enough to tens of millions.

And the lifelong pursuit of the emperors, the quasi-saint powerhouse, was just a slave who was not even a slave in Yang Fan's hands.

Thriller! Unparalleled thriller.

They don't know what words to use to describe their shock.

Almost at the same time, the joy in the eyes of Yue Tianpeng and others became more and more obvious, and many people even bloomed with an indescribable scorching light.

This time, Lao Tzu is completely posted.

They couldn't be clearer about Yang Fan's personality, he was by no means the ungrateful man, now that he was completely developed, he had become the sixth young master of the Lingwu Sacred Palace, and it was impossible for him to forget these sect elders.

At this moment, it seems that the emperor who was out of reach in the past is no longer a difficult thing.

Even the Great Emperor, or even surpassing the Great Emperor, seems to be not impossible.

Sure enough, as Yue Tianpeng and the others thought, in the end, Yang Fan directly invited them, hoping that they could return to the Lingwu Continent with him.

This time when he came back, Yang Fan was ready to take all his father~ relatives to the Lingwu Saint Palace, the potential of the Weeping Blood Continent was limited, and he would continue to stay here, even if he had a large supply of resources, it would be extremely difficult for his father and mother to break through to the quasi-saint realm.

It can even be said that there is no possibility, the third-level continent is not enough to promote people to quasi-saints, and if they want to break through, the only way to leave the Weeping Blood Continent and go deep into the sea of spiritual martial arts.

And the focus of his future development will also be on the Lingwu Continent, the pond of the Weeping Blood Continent, he can't afford to raise Yang Fan, a true dragon, the Lingwu Continent is the place where he gallops wantonly, if there is no accident, it is unlikely that he will return to the Weeping Blood Continent in the future, at least it will be impossible to return to the Weeping Blood Continent again for thousands of years.

Yang Fan didn't want to be separated from his father and mother for so long, and when he came to the Lingwu Holy Palace, his father's and mother's safety would be more guaranteed.

This time, if he hadn't rushed back to the Weeping Blood Continent in time and solved the scourge of the Shang clan as soon as possible, if it wasn't good, even his father and mother would have been harmed by these things that didn't know whether to live or die.

Since the Great Shang Imperial Family has made up its mind to attack the Holy Pole Sect, it is very possible to send a strong man to the Northern Wilderness Prefecture to capture his father and mother, and force ~ him to comply.

At the same time, Yang Fan didn't mind pulling the sect master to them, although he was not a good person, he remembered who was good to him.

Anyway, the Tianhai Fleet is there, and the nearly 1,000 Holy Spirit Ships seem to be no more than 10,000 miles long, but there is something else inside, that is, bringing the Holy Extreme Sect and even the tens of billions of miscellaneous servants with it, it is a trivial matter.

Of course, Yang Fan can't really do this, and his resources are not too many and there is no place to use them, miscellaneous servants or something, needless to say, even those inner and outer disciples under the king, he is not ready to bring them, anyway, after Shang Haowu destroyed the Holy Extreme Sect's mountain protection array, these disciples have already been scattered and scattered.

What will really be brought is the nearly one million relatives and true heirs, elders, and ancestors present.

In the face of Yang Fan's invitation, Yue Tianpeng and the others had no reason, and they nodded their heads one by one, willing to return to the Lingwu Continent with Yang Fan, such a god-given opportunity, unless the north gate of the head is squeezed, they will refuse, although Yang Fan said that if someone chooses to stay, he will also give them certain resources, but how can it be good to follow Yang Fan.

Not to mention anything else, just the excellent cultivation environment of the Main Continent's Weeping Blood Continent is not comparable to their Weeping Blood Continent.

And with Yang Fan's care, they didn't need to worry about being oppressed when they arrived at the Lingwu Continent's Lingwu Saint Palace.

But at this moment

Yang Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and fell on those who kept complaining that Yang Fan was a disaster, threatening to break off with Yang Fan'en, and even threatening to hand over Yang Fan's elders and ancestors who were at the disposal of the Great Shang Imperial Family, and a touch of mockery flashed across the corners of his mouth, "You people, this temple is small, and it can't accommodate you big Buddhas."

He didn't want to raise a group of white-eyed wolves, waiting for them to bite him back at a critical moment.

"Yang Fan, what do you mean by this?"

"We are all your elders, is that how you treat your elders?"

"For you, we almost lost our lives, is this how you repay us?"

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