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Chapter 1231 Unify the Western Continent

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Sacred Heart Domain, Emperor Shen Mountain, Emperor Shen Palace.

After devouring and refining the purple-clothed holy envoy Cheng Fei, Yang Fan continued to refine the Hongmeng purple Qi.

As for the Jiuxiao Temple behind Cheng Fei, it seemed that Yang Fan was thrown away from the sky.

Even if the Jiuxiao Temple is really the largest force in the continent, can he, Mr. Yang, still be afraid of them?

With his terrifying flesh shells that can match the quasi-Dao weapon, even if he can't beat the advanced half-step Saint King, he can at least save his life unless the Jiuxiao Temple has the top half-step Saint King in charge. However, this possibility is infinitely close to zero. After all, the Origin Continent is not the Tiannan Border River. Without refining Hongmeng purple Qi and becoming a saint, his potential is ultimately limited.

Even though there are some pseudo-half-step saint kings in the Jiuxiao Temple, I think it would be good to have an intermediate pseudo-half-step saint king.

The Holy Lord, the false saint, is a word different, but there are two levels of creatures.

Later, Keke Qiu Du Sun hated Mo coldly

That is, the origin continent is unique. If you do not truly attain enlightenment and become a saint in the boundary river of the south of the world, not to mention understanding the laws of the Saint King, and stepping into the realm of the Saint King, even if you understand the laws of the Twenty Saint Lords, there are only a few of them in the past tens of billions of years.

It would be fine if the people from the Jiuxiao Temple didn't come. If they really dared to come, Yang Fan would definitely tell them to come and go.

Boom...boom...boom...boom......

The purple qi of Hongmeng was quickly refined by Yang Fan, turning into the most mysterious Hongmeng source power, nourishing and strengthening Yang Fan's flesh shell, causing Yang Fan's flesh shell power to soar at the terrifying speed of the power of a thousand saints per breath.

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Time flies, and another ten years have passed.

Over the past ten years, Yang Fan's army has been working tirelessly to conquer the remaining forty-one major domains, completely treating the holy metaphor of the Nine Sky Temple as the wind in front of his ears.

One by one, the alien races were slaughtered, exterminated, and destroyed in the long river of history, but more alien races chose to surrender to Yang Fan. To this day, only the eighteen major domains are still struggling to persist, including two of the upper domains, six of the intermediate domains, and twelve ordinary major domains.

However, as the Yang family army continued to gather, the defeat of these 18 major domains took place in the past or two years.

You know, there are more than 2,55 top warships in the expeditionary army under Yang Fan, but it is still very possible to have 410,000 Hongmeng purple auras.

Make enemies and love affair. Cha Zhan Yue Leng Nuo

If so much Hongmeng purple aura is brought back to the Lingwu Holy Palace, the Lingwu Holy Palace will probably become one of the best super forces in the boundary of the south of the world.

More than 400,000 Saints, even if they are just the lowest level first-level Saints, they are enough to surround and kill a powerful half-step Saint King.

The enemy is far away and the enemy is lonely and the battle is feathered

Of course, Yang Fan could not do this. To improve his own strength is the king, and everything else is empty.

Yang Fan finally prepared to bring back thousands of Hongmeng purple auras. This was because he found that the major indigenous forces in the Origin Continent had accumulated a large amount of Hongmeng purple auras. Otherwise, Yang Fan could evenly spread the Nine Sky Temple.

Yang Fan didn't think that the Nine Sky Temple would stop there.

Rumble~~~

The pressure falling from the sky instantly seemed like a million volcanoes erupting, suddenly soaring dozens of times.

Puff~~~Puff~~Puff~~Puff~~

Sun Qiu is far away and cool. Sun hates the secret moon.

Except for the ten thirty-six false saints such as Cangyun, the other top fake saints vomited blood in their mouths and suffered heavy injuries. Even the ten ancestor Cangyun had their qi and blood for a while, and it was difficult to calm down.

The half-step Saint King is a powerful half-step Saint King, and it is not a half-step Saint King... The faces of the top fake saints such as Cangyun changed instantly, and many people even showed a hint of panic in their eyes. More than 200 top fake saints, plus ten thirty-six pseudo-saints, this power can be fought even if they are half-step Saint Kings. The mysterious strong man only has a heavy blow to them with his pressure. His strength is conceivable. It is definitely not as simple as an ordinary half-step Saint King. The second path, and it is very likely that he can control the three Saint King laws.

Damn, how could such a strong man come to my Emperor Shen Mountain?

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Yang Fan, you are so brave. You dare to kill me, the purple-clothed envoy of the Jiuxiao Temple. You won’t get out and surrender. You will follow me and turn back to the temple and wait for judgment.

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The only one who learns to learn to learn to be a good student

What? The Lord killed the Purple-clothed Holy Envoy of the Nine Sky Temple?

How could this happen? How could this happen... It's over, it's all over...

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