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Shang Yuanyang's idea was good, he directly captured Yang Fan with lightning speed, and then quickly left the Weeping Blood Continent, as long as he returned to the Red Dragon Continent, there was the Qiankun Sect to protect him, even if Yang Fan was behind him, there was also a great sage powerhouse to support him, and he would not be able to do anything.

At that time, as long as he persuades hard, one day, this Yang Fan will be moved by his sincerity and worship under his door.

In the Lingwu World, it is normal to join a few forces and worship a few masters, like himself, in this life, there are several masters.

It's a pity that he missed a little bit of calculation, Yang Fan is not as weak as he imagined, he can let him handle it, but he is a fierce beast that can easily devour his old bones, and easily break his mana hand.

..........

"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..........

Yang Fan's right hand suddenly became larger, like the hand of the legendary demon god, directly crushing everything, and heading towards Shang Yuanyang to arrest him.

"Ahh..........h

An ominous omen of collapse swept through Shang Yuanyang's heart at once, his eyes bulged, full of disbelief, the horror of this blow was simply terrifying, making people desperate, he was a three-star quasi-saint, even from the realm of a four-star quasi-saint, it was only one step away, even those four-star quasi-saints were difficult to make him rise such a sense of powerlessness, and that Yang Fan was only a half-step quasi-saint, how could he have such terrifying power?

"Ahh!!h

With a desperate wail before the beast was dying, Shang Yuanyang didn't care about any side effects or side effects, and directly used the forbidden technique, burning the origin mana, and forcibly improving his combat power.

"Whew!", "Wow!", "Whew!", ...........

Ten thousand dragons roared, tens of thousands of golden true dragons burst out from his body, each golden dragon, has the power to annihilate a star quasi-saint, tens of thousands of golden dragons, together, to form a mysterious formation, covering the sky and the sun, even more terrifying.

It's like a golden dragon world, crushing everything.

The power is so strong that it is almost comparable to a four-star quasi-saint with a full blow, and the average three-star quasi-saint will be ruthlessly suppressed even if there is no possibility of escaping.

Unfortunately, it is not very useful.

Not a breath.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", ..........

All the golden dragons were completely destroyed, and not a single one remained.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Holy Body is almost in the realm of great perfection, with the power of the flesh shell alone, Yang Fan can fight and kill some seven-star quasi-saints, even if he is now, just using a trace of the power of the flesh shell, it is enough to suppress most of the four-star quasi-saints, where is Shang Yuanyang, a small three-star quasi-saint, can compete.

Shang Yuanyang's various performances were just in vain.

"..........Ahh

With a terrible wail, the big hand that covered the sky fell suddenly, and he grabbed Shang Yuanyang in his hand.

...........

"Ahh!!h

"I don't believe it, how could the old ancestor be defeated?"

"It's not true, it's not true, hallucination, it must be an illusion. ”

...........

Including Shang Haowu in Yang Fan's hands, all the emperors of the Great Shang Imperial Family, all of them were like mourners, and they burst out with heart-rending wails, they couldn't believe all this, Old Ancestor, that was a three-star quasi-saint, an invincible existence that surpassed the ancient emperor, how could he be defeated, or defeated in the hands of a little ghost like Yang Fan who didn't have any hair.

...........

"Old fellow, you also want to take me as an apprentice, are you worthy?" Yang Fan looked at Shang Yuanyang, who was struggling to the death, with contempt and sneered.

Yang ......... Yang Fan, you ......... What do you want?" Shang Yuanyang's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, and he was no longer in high spirits.

"What do I think? You people from the Shang clan are really funny, the little ones are like this, and you old thing is like this, you framed me for no reason, seriously injured me in front of me, and sent people to deal with my Holy Extreme Sect, and actually asked me what I want to do with you? It's really funny. Yang Fan had a sneer on his face, and those who didn't know thought they were all the victims, "Today, all of you Shang clan will die." ”

"Yang Fan, you dare to ........." Shang Yuanyang's heart tightened, those unfilial descendants of the Shang clan died if they died, but the meaning of Yang Fan's words obviously also included him as an ancestor of the Shang clan.

"Murderers are always killed, and if they dare to hit my relatives, they will all die. Yang Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Yang Fan, you ......... You........ Don't come nonsense, this seat is an elder of the Qiankun Sect of the Red Dragon Continent, if you dare to harm my life, the Qiankun Sect will definitely not rest with you........."

"Qiankun Sect? Hmph! He knows each other, otherwise, there would be no need for it to exist. Yang Fan didn't care and said, no matter how powerful the Qiankun Sect is, it can still be stronger than their Lingwu Saint Palace? Great, even if there are a few great sage powerhouses in charge, there is no need to alarm the Saint Palace, just with the power under his command, he can make this Qiankun Sect remove its name from this world.

The thirteen great sage powerhouses are not a joke, except for those super forces with the Holy Lord powerhouses in charge, Yang Fan is enough to challenge any big power.

However, sometimes, no one believed the truth, only to see that Shang Yuanyang sneered, "Hehe........ Junior, don't have a little strength, you can see no one, the strength of my Qiankun Sect is not what you can imagine, or the Great Sage is strong, if you offend my Qiankun Sect, you won't be able to eat and walk around........ Junior, if you know each other, you will quickly release this seat, so as not to bring disaster to you and the sect behind you.........."

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

"It's really a big breath, a little Qiankun Sect, what kind of thing is it, and you dare to threaten my family master?" A disdainful sneer sounded from behind Yang Fan.

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

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

The space behind Yang Fan was like a curtain, forcibly torn apart.

A white-robed middle-aged man walked out of it, with extraordinary bearing and unparalleled might.

It was Lin Yi who stayed behind in the Tianhai Fleet.

"You......... You......... Who are you?" Shang Yuanyang's eyes flashed with an unspeakable panic, Lin Yi gave him the feeling that he was even more frightened than the several great ancestors of their Qiankun Sect, you must know that those great ancestors are all great sage powerhouses.

"Who am I?Mole ant, you listen to me, Lin Yi, the housekeeper of His Royal Highness Yang Fan, the sixth young master of this Lingwu Sacred Palace. Lin Yi said proudly, the pride is indescribable, and being able to become Yang Fan's housekeeper is the greatest luck in his life.

"Spirit......... Lingwu Sacred Palace No. ........ The sixth young master, Yang ......... Yang Fan?"

"Presumptuous!!" Lin Yi's eyes flashed with anger, and the terrifying coercion crushed towards Shang Yuanyang, a small three-star quasi-saint, and he dared to call the name of the Lord, who gave him the guts.

"Ahh..........h

"END......... It's over! It's all over!!"

Shang Yuanyang's face was gray, and in addition to despair or despair in his eyes, the Qiankun Sect, as a great force with several great sages and powerhouses, was ranked first in the entire Lingwu Great World, and there was a record of the Lingwu Sacred Palace in it.

That is the real master of the Lingwu Great World, compared to the Lingwu Sacred Palace, their Qiankun Sect is a fart.

As for Lin Yi's words, he didn't have the slightest doubt, now that he was a prisoner, the other party wanted to kill him, but there was no need to lie to him at all.

In an instant, endless regret flooded in Shang Yuanyang's heart like a surging river, he had a good life in the Red Dragon Continent, why did he have a convulsion in his head, and wanted to cry back to the Blood Continent, isn't it just a group of descendants who don't know how many generations, just let it fend for itself, and now it's good, even he has lost it.

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"Old Lin, this old guy will be handed over to you. Casually throwing Shang Yuanyang in his hand to Lin Yi, Yang Fan turned his gaze and looked at Shang Haowu, who was still in horror and couldn't return to his senses for a long time, and sneered, "The ancestor you rely on seems to be nothing more than that!!

"You......... You......... You ........." Shang Haowu trembled, so afraid that he couldn't say a complete word, even the old ancestor was defeated, who else could save him.

"Huh......... Don't be afraid!" Yang Fan smiled evilly and said, "I said that I would let this old thing, as well as the people of your Shang clan, die in front of you, and you will never break your word, so before they die, you are still safe.........."

Yang Fan.......... No.......... Don't, please let them go, there is a debtor who is wronged, it is I who seriously injured you, it is Shang Tianxun who framed you, if you want to kill us, kill us, everyone else is innocent........." Shang Haowu's face changed again, and he pleaded bitterly, at this moment, he completely accepted his fate, today he is in a catastrophe, and he will definitely die, but his people, his relatives, are unwilling to die for this.

Otherwise, even if he goes down to the underworld, he will not be able to feel at ease."

"You are also worthy of saying this. Yang Fan smiled coldly and said indifferently, when you besieged the Holy Extreme Sect before, why didn't you want to think that they were all innocent, and when it was your turn, you said that there were wronged debtors and owners, they were all innocent, it was ridiculous.

"Lin Lao, do !! hands"

"Yes, Lord. ”

Lin Yi responded respectfully.

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

With a turn of his gaze, he looked at Shang Yuanyang, who was colorless on the ground, and showed a cruel smile, and his hands moved together, making a series of strange blood-colored curse marks.

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

Countless strange blood mist appeared out of thin air, swarming towards Shang Yuanyang on the ground.

"Ahh........h

"Blood is the guide, blood curse kills !!"