Invincible Bloodline

However, Yue Tianpeng and the others did not have the slightest joy of reuniting. They only felt anxious and uneasy. They all became hysterical and told Yang Fann to leave as soon as possible.    

They wouldn't fight if they died, but Yang Fann would never die. Otherwise, Holy Ji Sect would be finished. Not to mention taking revenge on the Grand Shang Royal Family, even their inheritance would be destroyed.    

However, how could Shang Haoxuan let Yang Fann slip away from under his nose again? It wasn't easy for him to lure Yang Fann out. If he escaped again, it would be difficult to catch him next time.    

At that moment.    

The Cold Shine in Shen Wu Wang Shang Hao's eyes flashed. He smiled coldly and said, "It's too late to leave now! Immortal Binding Rope, go!! "    

Without any hesitation, he took out his trump card - Immortal Binding Rope.    

When Shang Yuanyang sent Shang Haoxuan to Extreme Saint Mountain Range to capture Yue Tianpeng and the others, he was already prepared. Perhaps Yang Fann would receive the news and come to rescue them. For most of the Ancestor expert, over ten years had passed. They simply closed their doors once. It was not just a short period of time, but to a A Peerless Monster like Yang Fann. . . It was a huge difference. It was hard to tell how strong he really was. It was hard to say whether he had already surpassed Shang Haoxuan, who was a late one-star Venerable.    

He had the power to fight against a Venerable Ancestor before he was twenty years old. There was nothing impossible about such a monster.    

Even if he was still no match for Shang Haoxuan, if Yang Fann wanted to leave, given Shang Haoxuan's cultivation base, he might not be able to keep him alive.    

That battle more than ten years ago was the best example.    

Therefore, before Shang Haoxuan left, Shang Yuanyang gave him a precious treasure.    

That precious treasure was the Immortal Binding Rope.    

Immortal Binding Rope - a high-grade Spiritual Treasure refined from the dragon tendon of a Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign True Dragon. Once it erupted with all its power. . . It would be a high-grade Ancestor. If they didn't have a powerful treasure to protect them. . . Under this Immortal Binding Rope, they could only surrender without putting up a fight. No matter what kind of monster Yang Fann had, it was impossible for him to obtain it within a short period of time. He praised seven or eight great realms in a row.    

A Emperor Sovereign Stage warrior was a Pulse Opening Stage Bone Forging warrior at the martial arts early stage. He could break through however he wanted.    

"Rumble. . . "    

A bright golden light cut through the Void. In an instant, it transformed into a divine Five-clawed Golden Dragon that wrapped itself around Yang Fann.    

Its power was so powerful that it made people despair. Even the high and mighty Ancestor was like a lowly ant before the Five-clawed Golden Dragon. He could only bow his head and submit to it.    

. . .    

"Hiss. . . Is this the power of a high-grade Spiritual Treasure? Truly terrifying. "    

Sensing the invincible power of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, even Shang Haoxuan, the master, couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

The next moment. . .    

The corner of Shang Haoxuan's mouth curled up, and a cold smile flashed across his face. "Yang Fann, you should be proud of yourself for forcing me to use this supreme treasure. "    

This Yang Fann wouldn't be able to fly even if he had wings.    

. . .    

"Ah! No! Yang Fann, dodge! Quickly dodge!"    

" Cousin Lord, dodge. . . "    

. . .    

Yue Tianpeng and the others felt like the sky was collapsing and the earth was collapsing. It was over. Everything was over.    

. . .    

In an instant.    

"You want to take me for a mere high-grade Spiritual Treasure? Shang Haoxuan. . . Who gave you the guts?" Yang Fann smiled disdainfully. He had to admit that. . . The current him. . . Just the power of the Body alone was enough to kill a Seven Stars Quasi-saint. The Body Defense was even chasing after some top grade Spiritual Treasures. Not to mention a mere high grade Spiritual Treasure, even that top grade Spiritual Treasure. . . If it wasn't for the Great Sage expert Imperial Censor, he wouldn't have been able to harm him at all.    

"What? He. . . He. . . How. . . How does he know the grade of the Immortal Binding Rope? Difficult. . . Could it be that he. . . Really. . . Really, really. . . Has that kind of ability. . . " Shang Haoxuan's body trembled slightly, and traces of uneasiness welled up in his heart. High-grade Spiritual Treasure, this was a supreme treasure that even a High-grade Sovereign would covet. And above the Sobbing Blood Continent, since the ancient times until now. . . There were only a few of them, and every single one of them could be considered a legend. Even an Ancestor like him wouldn't be able to tell the grade of the Immortal Binding Rope with a single glance. Let alone a disciple of a small sect like Yang Fann.    

Strange, there was definitely something strange about this.    

But very quickly, that trace of uneasiness was suppressed by him. He consoled himself in his heart, "Pretending to be mysterious. This junior must be deliberately mystifying. The Immortal Binding Rope is a high-grade Spiritual Treasure bestowed to me by the Old Ancestor. Even with my cultivation base, I can't unleash the full power of this Immortal Binding Rope. However, it's still enough to capture a five-star Venerable. This Little Son Yang Fan. . . No matter what kind of monster it is, it can't possibly surpass a five-star Venerable. . . "    

It had been more than ten years, not more than a hundred years. And it wasn't even a thousand years, and a five-star Ancestor was placed in their Sobbing Blood Continent. That was a peak Ancestor that was only inferior to an Ancient Sovereign. The gap between them and a lower Ancestor was like the difference between a firefly and a bright moon.    

At this moment. . .    

"Break!!"    

The Cold Shine in Yang Fann's eyes flashed as he shouted.    

The majestic Five-clawed Golden Dragon in the sky let out a cry of despair before it broke apart inch by inch. In the blink of an eye, it broke into pieces. A gust of wind blew past and completely disappeared from the world. It was as if it had never appeared in this world.    

"Ah. . . This isn't real, it definitely isn't real. . . " Shang Haoxuan suddenly burst out in a heart-wrenching manner. His eyes almost burst out of his eye sockets as if he had lost his parents. His face was filled with disbelief. This wasn't breaking free from the shackles of the Immortal Binding Rope. It was that he had completely destroyed the Immortal Binding Rope. It was extremely difficult for him to break free from the restraint of the Immortal Binding Rope. It had increased by more than ten million times. It was the high and mighty Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign. He wouldn't dare to say that he would be able to crush a high-grade Spiritual Treasure into powder, let alone someone like Yang Fann. With just a cold shout, the Immortal Binding Rope was destroyed.    

Could it be that Yang Fann's strength. . . Has already surpassed the Old Ancestor? He had surpassed the Ancestor and reached the legendary Quasi-Saint Stage?    

This. . . How is this possible, how is this possible?    

He. . . How old is he?    

One should know how talented and talented their ancestor, Shang Yuanyang, was. He was known as the number one person in the ancient era. Even if he wasn't as talented as Yang Fann, A Peerless Monster, he wouldn't be much different. However, in the end, it took him 30 million years to obtain the Quasi-Saint Position.    

Furthermore, according to what the old ancestor said, the Law of Sobbing Blood Continent was incomplete. Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign was the limit.    

This was also something that had happened since ancient times. There were so many Great Sovereign experts, but none of them had taken the last step and stepped into the Saint realm.    

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"Rumble. . . Destruction. . . Then. . . That terrifying Five-clawed Golden Dragon. . . Was destroyed by Yang Fann just like that? "    

"It's true. . . It's true. All of this is true. "    

"We're saved! We are saved! "    

. . .    

In an instant, Yue Tianpeng and the others felt despair in their hearts. All of a sudden, rays of bright light of hope burst out from their hearts, although they didn't know why Yang Fann had become so powerful all of a sudden. However, they only needed to know one thing. With the terrifying power that Yang Fann had just unleashed. . . He definitely had the strength to save them from the Grand Shang Royal Family. It was better to stay alive than to die. Who would be willing to die if they could survive?    

Right at this moment. . .    

Yang Fann's cold gaze fell upon Shang Haoxuan, and a cruel sneer flashed across his face, "Shang Haoxuan, it's time to settle the score between us. "    

Speaking of which, this Shang Haoxuan was his' benefactor '. If it wasn't for him, Yang Fann wouldn't have been able to enter the Spiritual Martial Arts Continent. He wouldn't have been able to possess such a terrifying strength in just a dozen years. If he continued to stay in the Sobbing Blood Continent, not to mention mastering the Myriad Beast Holy Body, His Half-Step Quasi-Saint cultivation base was equivalent to whether he could become a Sovereign or not. It was still a big mystery.    

However, this didn't mean that. . . He would never forget the revenge he had for his heavy injuries all those years ago.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he, Devil God, had broken through to the Great Perfection Stage with his Five Star Devil God Combat Physique, he would have died in that chaotic space. Now, even the grass in his grave was 30 meters tall.    

Yang Fann's cold voice was like a bucket of ice water, waking Shang Haoxuan from his shock. In an instant, his heart trembled, and his eyes were filled with indescribable fear. Even the high-grade Spiritual Treasure, the Immortal Binding Rope, was easily destroyed by Yang Fann. With his mere cultivation base of a Star Sovereign, how could he fight this monster?    

Killing him wouldn't be much harder than pinching an ant to death.    

"No, I can't die. I absolutely can't die. . . " If it was before, Shang Haoxuan could still face life and death calmly. With his talent, a lower Sovereign was almost his limit. The possibility of breaking through to the intermediate Sovereign wasn't higher than the first level. Currently, he was on the path of the martial arts. He had almost reached the peak, and was now dead. There was nothing to regret, but it was different now. The old ancestor had returned with the old ancestor's care. His future had just begun. In the future. . . It was hard to say whether he was a Quasi-Saint, but it was highly possible that he was Nine Stars Emperor Sovereign. How could he die just like that?    

He was unwilling to accept this. He was extremely unwilling to accept this.    

Suddenly, the silhouettes of a few people appeared in Shang Haoxuan's mind. Wisps of hope emerged in his hopeless heart, "Yang Fann, don't mess around. Don't forget that your Sect's elders and your friends are still in my hands. . . "    

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