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The nine hundred and seventieth chapter Lingwu Holy Master clone

The sea of ​​Lingwu, the sea of ​​Hongling.

Tianhai Fleet, on the flagship Tianhai.

Yang Fan looked up at the void, and there was an unconcealable blaze in his eyes, a half-step saint, two peak saints, and two late-stage saints, if they could all be swallowed and refined, his saint body of all the beasts would have another qualitative leap. Even if he could not reach the limit of the Great Achievement Realm, he would probably not be much different.

By then, even some half-step saints will have the confidence to fight with them, or even completely suppress them.

Of course, Yang Fan also understood in his heart that although he is now stronger than dozens of gods in his eyes than half a year ago, the divine light shone like stars in his eyes, and seemed to be able to see through everything. This gaze alone contains a stunning taste like ancient mythology and epic, as if there were ancient gods, which were nurtured from his eyes, and with just one glance, it could seize anyone's mind.

See the Holy Lord, the Holy Lord has no boundaries and is with the heavens!!!

In an instant, in addition to Yang Fan, the thirteen great saints, including the Great Sage of Yuan and Ming Dynasty, knelt down one after another.

The middle-aged man in the purple gold robe was nothing else, but was Xiao Lansheng, the contemporary Lingwu Saint Lord of Lingwu Saint Palace. To be precise, he was a clone of Lingwu Saint Lord Xiao Lansheng.

Of course, even if it is just a clone, its strength is definitely not comparable to an early-stage half-step saint like the Golden Dragon Saint Lord. Although the Spirit Martial Saint Lord is named the Saint Lord, it is just a name. It is not that his cultivation is in the realm of the Saint Lord, half-step saint, and the most terrifying type of existence among the half-step saints. Only one opportunity is left to attain the position of the Saint Lord.

Even if the clone's cultivation is far less than that of the original deity, it is enough to be comparable to the ordinary late-stage holy lord.

What's even more terrifying is that the clone is in harmony with the original deity. Once the clone meets an invincible person, he can immediately summon the original deity of the Lord of the Spiritual Martial Arts.

At that time, as long as the saints and supreme masters take action personally, they can protect Yang Fan's safety.

It has to be said that the Lord of Lingwu Saint really attaches great importance to Yang Fan, the peerless monster in their Lingwu Saint Palace.

This is also the biggest trump card in Yang Fan's hand. Of course, this trump card is not without restrictions. The talisman is a one-time thing, and this clone will only exist for one hour.

However, Yang Fan did not feel any regret for this. As long as he devoured and refined these five powerful people, his combat power would immediately jump into the half-step saint realm, or even chased the mid-stage half-step saint. At that time, it would not matter whether there was a clone of this Holy Lord.

Moreover, with his unstoppable speed, he could not say that if he did not use this trump card, he would become useless like other trump cards.

With his current strength, he can easily suppress the peak Holy Lord. The other trump cards that can only suppress the powerful Holy Lord are completely unnecessary.

Yang Fan was even considering whether to hand over those things to his parents when he returned to Lingwu Holy Palace.

No gifts!!!

The Lord of Lingwu waved his hand slightly, and immediately a magical power dragged the Great Sage of Yuanming and others up.

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

His eyes suddenly focused on Yang Fan's body, and his body was shocked in an instant, and an unspeakable shock flashed through his eyes. Seven... Seven-star Quasi-saint, how is this possible? Monster, it's really a monster!!! You know, more than ten years ago, Yang Fan was just a small eight-star emperor.

It took so long to attain the seven-star quasi-saint position. Think about it, I had practiced hard for more than 200,000 years before I could attain the seven-star quasi-saint position. At this speed, it was considered fast among all the saints of the Lingwu Holy Palace. I was complacent at that time, but now I think about it, how ridiculous it is.

Compared with the monster Yang Fan, one is completely in the sky and the other is on the ground.

OK! OK! OK! OK! Yang Fan, I am worthy of being the number one monster in my Lingwu Holy Palace in history. The Holy Palace will be proud of you in the future!!! The Lord of Lingwu said three good words and was very surprised.

As for being jealous of Yang Fan's talent and secretly attacking Yang Fan, only those little power lords who have no vision would do. Lingwu Holy Palace ruled Lingwu's Great World, and competed with countless great worlds in the starry sky universe. If his eyes were so short, he would have been destroyed by other super forces in the world.

They are not afraid of geniuses, they are afraid of not being able to be talented.

Holy Lord, you are wrong. Yang Fan smiled humbly.

Yang Fan, don’t be humble, you should be the most evil spirit in ancient and modern times, and you deserve it. Seven-star quasi-saints who are less than a hundred years old or even less than fifty years old, don’t say that they are in the Lingwu world, even in the heavens and all worlds, I’m afraid that no one can be found.

............

In the void.

Looking at the two people chatting and laughing, the five Golden Dragon Saint Lords were frightened, and an indescribable fear spread in their hearts. The only person who could be called the Saint Lord in Lingwu Palace was the contemporary Saint Lord Xiao Lansheng.

These are the invincible strong men under the saints. In front of them, they are just a group of ants that can be destroyed easily.

I wanted to leave, but I was afraid of being frightened and angered the Lord of Lingwu. For a moment, I couldn't move forward or retreat.

Just then.........

Yang Fan spoke slowly, directly expressed his request, and asked the Holy Lord to take action to suppress them.

I forgot about these ants, a saint at the beginning, two peak saints, and two late-stage saints, who gave you the courage to attack the sixth young master of my holy palace? Do you want to be the nine clans of the Yiwu? The saint Lord Lingwu's voice was cold and without any emotion, and there was an unspeakable anger in his eyes.

With Yang Fan's talent against the sky, the future is to break through the saint's position and reach the legendary realm, which is very likely. This is the future of their Lingwu Saint Palace. These five people dared to attack Yang Fan. This is to cut off the roots of their Lingwu Saint Palace. If they succeed, the consequences will be simply unimaginable.

Stop the anger and misunderstandings. All of this is a misunderstanding. The younger one has no intention of hurting His Highness Yang Fan.........
Chapter completed!
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