Invincible Bloodline

The weather suddenly changed, Lei Yun was rolling around.    

The web of Laws enveloped the surroundings, sealing the heavens and sealing the earth.    

Three thousand mighty Devil God spread across the entire continent. They were mighty and invincible.    

Each of them was a supreme expert that far surpassed peak Ancient Gods. In front of these three thousand Devil God, even a supreme Ancient God like the Origin Ancestor of Space and Time was like a lowly aphid.    

In an instant, countless Dao Kings and Ancient Gods felt a hint of understanding.    

The tribulation of transcendence was the final tribulation of transcendence.    

Those who passed would transcend the Primal Chaos. The eternal, the defeated, the true spirit perishing, forever unable to reincarnate.    

. . .    

"What a great transcendence tribulation. I wonder if Devouring Origin Ancestor can overcome this tribulation?"    

"It's hard to say. Although the Devouring Origin Ancestor has countless abilities, he views the strongest Ancient God as an ant. But each of these three thousand Devil God is more than a trillion times stronger than an Ancient God. "    

"Even with the strength of the Devouring Origin Ancestor, I'm afraid he will still die in this tribulation. "    

. . . . . .    

Numerous Spiritual Consciousnesss continuously collided and interweaved. There were very few people who were optimistic about Yang Fann.    

Any Great Dao Devil God's combat strength was many times greater than an Ancient God's.    

And this kind of Great Dao, Devil God, had more than three thousand of them.    

The power that could be unleashed was definitely not one plus one equals two.    

One, two Great Dao Devil God, even ten, and twenty Great Dao Devil God. Devouring Origin Ancestor might be able to defeat him.    

However, there were a total of three thousand Great Dao Devil God. They really did not have much of a chance of winning.    

"This is good as well. A monster like Devouring Origin Ancestor shouldn't be able to survive in this world. "    

. . .    

No one wished for someone to be riding on top of their heads all the time. Especially the four great Origin Ancestors, who were laughing out loud.    

"HAHAHA!" . . . Good! Good! The Great Dao is with me, the Great Dao is with me!"    

"Old Demon Devour, how am I going to die this time?"    

. . .    

Initially, he thought that he would have to struggle on his last breath under Old Demon Devour's lecherous aura for the rest of his life. To think that there would be such a turn of events.    

The heavens wanted him to devour the old devil.    

Three thousand Devil God. Each of them gave them the feeling that. . . Compared to the time when he fought the Old Devil, the power unleashed by the Old Devil after using the Forbidden Divine Ability was hundreds of millions of times more terrifying.    

Even if he was compared to a true Transcendent cultivator, he wouldn't be much weaker.    

Adding that terrifying number, even if the Old Devil Devourer's strength improved by leaps and bounds, he would still be unable to escape this calamity.    

. . .    

Hunyuan Universe, Grandmist Golden Tower.    

"Weng. . . "    

Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes slowly opened.    

It was as if an ancient immortal god had awakened from his deep slumber.    

The terrifying pressure was rising endlessly.    

Luckily, Yang Fann controlled it intentionally, so the pressure did not impact the Primordial Golden Tower.    

Otherwise, this half-step Transcendental Treasure would have been crushed into pieces in an instant, turning into a Flying Ash.    

"Transcendental Tribulation, the final test of the Great Primordial Dao, let's see how I break through you!"    

"Boom. . . "    

Boundless battle intent soared into the sky like a chaotic storm with Yang Fann as the center.    

So what if there were three thousand incarnations of the Great Dao? It was just the word 'fight'.    

The next second! . . .    

Yang Fann took a step forward and left Hong Meng Continent.    

His divine body grew infinitely, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a Terrifying Great Gods who was as strong as three thousand Devil God.    

He was the king of the world, and he was invincible.    

"* Hong. . . . . . * Boom! "    

The terrifying pressure kept colliding with the Void.    

Large ~ large ~ The space collapsed, went berserk, and went against the current.    

. . .    

"Damn it, how could this be!"    

The Space-Time Origin Ancestor glared with a look of disbelief.    

What did he just see?    

He was fighting three thousand enemies by himself, but the pressure from that old man still seemed to have the upper hand, as if he was suppressing three thousand Devil God.    

"Hiss. . . Could it be. . . ? Could it be that this old devil can really overcome the tribulation of transcendence and take that step?"    

A hint of unease arose in the heart of the Spacetime Progenitor.    

"No. . . Impossible! This Old Demon Devour definitely can't transcend this tribulation! He must definitely transcend this tribulation! But. . . "    

. . .    

"Kill!"    

With a roar similar to Devil God's, Yang Fann took the initiative to attack first. His body moved and he lunged at a Great Dao Devil God.    

"Die!"    

With a punch, the Devouring Black Hole expanded endlessly, crushing time and space, devouring everything.    

"Bang!"    

Heaven ~ collapsed ~ Earth ~ cracked!    

The Great Dao Devil God was like a star exploding, turning into the most dazzling fireworks.    

Under Yang Fann's Godly Fist, there was no way for him to resist at all.    

Although this Great Dao Devil God was strong, it was only barely comparable to him when he was devouring the peak of the Origin Ancestor realm in his previous life.    

And now, Yang Fann had taken another huge step forward under the foundation of his cultivation base at the peak of his previous life. He was only a step away from breaking through to the next realm, and he was just a step away from passing the tribulation of Transcendence and attaining the Primordial Dao.    

His combat strength had increased more than a thousand times, ten thousand times.    

After succeeding in his attack, Yang Fann took advantage of the victory to chase after him. He was like a tiger that had entered a flock of sheep, wildly beating him up and running amok.    

"Bang! Bang! Bang! . . . "    

The Great Dao Devil God tried his best to resist, but under Yang Fann's invincible power, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.    

With every punch, one of the Great Dao Devil God was mercilessly destroyed, turning into a Flying Ash.    

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight. Two thousand nine hundred ninety nine. . . Two thousand nine hundred fifty. . . Two thousand nine hundred nine hundred! Two thousand eight hundred. . . Two thousand six hundred. . . . . .    

The three thousand Devil God of the Great Dao were instantly destroyed by Yang Fann at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

. . .    

"Ah. . . No. . . How could this be?"    

"I didn't. Did I see wrongly?"    

"Those terrifying Devil God of the Great Dao were destroyed just like that?"    

. . .    

In the Hong Meng Continent, countless Dao Kings and Ancient Gods were dumbfounded, not daring to believe their own eyes. They had agreed to transcend the tribulation and have a slim chance of survival, but what was this scene in front of them?    

One punch for one child?    

In just a short period of time, five hundred of the three thousand Great Dao Devil God had been defeated.    

Could this be a little more fake?    

Even if his strength had made a qualitative breakthrough in recent eras after devouring the Origin Ancestor, it shouldn't be this exaggerated.    

Or could it be that they were simply dreaming? Everything was an illusion.    

. . .    

"No. . . How is this possible? How is this possible!"    

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. "    

"It's fake. This must be fake!"    

. . .    

The four Origin Ancestors of Time and Space collapsed as they let out hysterical cries.    

The Tribulation of Transcendence was their final hope.    

However, the outcome was the same. In the blink of an eye, Old Demon Devour had mercilessly destroyed the ray of hope in their hearts.    

They couldn't accept it. They really couldn't accept it.    

. . .    

Within the Void.    

Yang Fann had no idea about the despair of the Space and Time Ancestor and the others. His entire body was like a frenzied devil as he crazily beat them up, causing them to fall into a mysterious state.    

Countless truths of the Great Dao surged within his Sea of Consciousness, and Yang Fann's cultivation continued to rise.    

Every time Devil God fell, a Great Dao of Hongmeng would be devoured by him.    

The tribulation of transcendence was a tribulation. It was also a great opportunity.    

Every Great Dao Devil God was the incarnation of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.    

Anyone who killed a Great Dao Devil God would be able to control the Great Dao of Hongmeng.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom! . . . Boom! . . . . . . "    

With every integration of the Great Dao of Hongmeng, Yang Fann's aura would become stronger.    

In the end, not only did the massacre not slow down, it even became faster and faster.    

Two thousand. . . One thousand eight hundred. 1500. One thousand. . . . . . . . .    

. . .    

"The Great Dao is unfair, the Great Dao is unfair!"    

With an extremely unwilling wail, the Space-Time Origin Ancestor finally accepted the cruel reality. He collapsed onto the ground like a pile of mud, as though he had lost all his power.    

He had accepted his fate! He had truly accepted his fate!    

He had lost! They had been completely defeated!    

There was no chance of turning the tables!    

. . .    

"Alright! The last one, die for me!"    

With a ferocious expression, Yang Fann shattered the space and time with a single punch. The strength of his punch was more than ten times, or even a hundred times more terrifying than his first punch.    

"Bang. . . "    

Without any suspense, the last Great Dao, Devil God, exploded.    

The next moment. . .    

"Boom! Boom! BOOM! . . . . . . "    

Purple qi rose from the east, and heavenly flowers fell from the sky. Golden lotuses surged from the ground, and they were incomparably divine.    

An eternal aura radiated from Yang Fann's body.    

His entire body seemed to have grown a lot. He looked up to the sky and made people bow their heads in submission.    

Devour, time, space, samsara. Fate. Destruction, death. Three thousand incarnations of the Great Dao Laws appeared once more.    

They knelt down on one knee, worshipping, submitting.    

. . .    

After an unknown period of time, perhaps in an instant, perhaps in a year, Or perhaps in an era.    

"BOOM!"    

Suddenly, Yang Fann's tightly shut eyes opened. The 3,000 Great Daos were all within them.    

The next second. . .    

A Sound of Great Tao that seemed to be imprinted in the depths of the souls of all living beings was imprinted.    

"The Great Dao only belongs to me, I am the ruler of Hongmeng!"    

. . .