Invincible Bloodline

This time, Yang Fann had made up his mind to annihilate the entire Shang Clan, leaving no survivors behind. There was nothing wrong with taking revenge on him. Initially, he had already formed a deadly grudge with the Shang Clan. However, when it came to the Holy Ji Sect. . . If he wanted to take revenge on his friends and family, it would completely anger Yang Fann's bottom line. A dragon has a reverse scale, he will die wherever he goes. If he didn't kill all his family members and friends, and if he didn't kill all of them, blood would flow like a river. It would be difficult to get rid of the disaster in his heart.    

    

For this reason, Yang Fann didn't hesitate to use the Spiritual Sense Sound Transmitting to transfer Lin Yi, who was guarding the Heavenly Sea Fleet.    

    

With Yang Fann's ability, it wasn't impossible for him to eliminate all the disciples of Shang's imperial family. It was just that it would take him a lot of effort and effort to find traces of them. However, Lin Yi was different. He was an old monster who had lived for tens of millions of years, and he was proficient in a large number of secret techniques and Divine Skills. It was much easier for him to destroy the Shang Clan than him.    

    

Otherwise, a small force that only had three stars Quasi-Saint and a dozen low grade Ancestor could be destroyed by Yang Fann with a wave of his hand. There was no need for Yang Fann to cause such a huge commotion. He had specifically called for Lin Yi, this Nine Stars Great Saint.    

    

The bloodline curse technique used the bloodline power as the catalyst. It was a curse that killed all of his descendants, and the entire Grand Shang Royal Family. Without a doubt, Shang Yuanyang was the most ancient ancestor of all the people of the Shang Clan. They were all Bloodline Descendant. Now, Lin Yi had cast the bloodline curse on Shang Yuanyang. This was to completely eradicate the Shang Clan, not only the disciples of Shang from the Sobbing Blood Continent. All of them would be killed. Ruthless! He was even more ruthless than Yang Fann, the master of the Shang Clan. Yang Fann had said that he would annihilate the entire Shang Clan. He only wanted to eliminate all the members of the imperial family in Grand Shang Empire.    

    

Of course, this bloodline curse was strange and unpredictable. It was incomparably tyrannical and could kill anything. It was impossible to guard against it. However, it also had many restrictions. Not to mention the other restrictions, every time it was used, it would cause the user to suffer the backlash of the curse. It was enough to make people not dare to use this bloodline curse.    

    

With Lin Yi's Nine Stars Great Saint cultivation base, he could curse Six Stars Quasi-saint and the expert below. The backlash was nothing to him. He could easily withstand it. Seven Star Great Saint. He would have to pay a hefty price. If he was at the Eight Stars Great Saint. . . It's enough to shake the source, to damage his potential. If he was at the Half-step Nine Stars Great Saint like Black Dragon Emperor, the backlash would be enough to take half of his life.    

    

This was also the biggest reason why he didn't use this bloodline curse to kill the remaining survivors of the Black Dragon Clan. Anyway, as long as he destroyed the Black Dragon Imperial City and half of the expert, his mission would be completed. There was no need for him to waste his time trying to get on Ao Linger's good side. He would risk his life to get rid of all future troubles for Ao Linger.    

    

At that moment!!    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Strange blood-red mist enveloped Shang Yuanyang's entire body. In an instant, ghostly figures flashed and numerous demonic figures appeared.    

    

With Shang Yuanyang as the center, the area within a hundred zhang radius seemed to have turned into a creepy place of ghosts.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

"Kekekeke. . . Kehkeh. . . Kehkehkeh. . . "    

    

Amidst the ghostly wails, countless terrifying ghostly figures flew out from the ghost realm. In the blink of an eye, most of them disappeared into the Void, as if they had never appeared before. However, there were also many of them that rushed towards the ten Old Ancestors of the Shang Clan. There were also the royal disciples in the imperial palace.    

    

"Ah! What is that?"    

    

"No! Don't come over. "    

    

"Ah! Die! Die!"    

    

"Monster! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!!"    

    

. . .    

    

Tens of thousands of royal disciples wailed in despair as they unleashed their most powerful killing moves in an attempt to kill the strange ghostly figure that was pouncing towards them. However, all of the attacks, including the ten great Ancestor Ancestors, seemed to be useless. Strange ghostly figures instantly passed through and entered their bodies under the despairing gazes of countless royal disciples.    

    

In less than a breath's time.    

    

"Bang!" Bang!" Bang!" . . .    

    

Including the ten great Ancestor Realm masters. . . All the royal family disciples in the Imperial Palace fell to the ground with a loud bang. Their vitality dissipated, and their auras were completely gone!!    

    

Dead! They were all dead!!    

    

Even though their bodies weren't damaged at all, their Souls were all dead, dead to the point where they couldn't be more dead.    

    

No, there was also one person who survived.    

    

That was Shang Haowu, who was thrown to the ground by Yang Fann like a dead dog.    

    

Of course, it wasn't Shang Haowu. He already had enough strength. The only reason he could escape the curse of the bloodline curse was because Yang Fann had used a lot of magic to protect him.    

    

Yang Fann was the one who kept his word. He had said that he would let all the people of Shang Clan die in front of him, and Yang Fann would never let him die early.    

    

However, to Shang Haowu, it was better to die as soon as possible and settle everything once and for all.    

    

Sometimes, being alive was also a sin.    

    

"Dead. . . Dead, all dead. . . Wuwuwu. . . Yang Fann, how can you be so cruel? They are all innocent. . . No, I beg you, stop, stop. . . My life. . . Just take it, just let them go. . . " A line of regretful tears fell uncontrollably from Shang Haowu's eyes.    

    

"What's the hurry? I will personally take your life after killing them. "    

    

Yang Fann smiled coldly. There was no disturbance at all. Poor people must have their own detestable qualities. They had brought this upon themselves.    

    

. . . . . . . .    

    

Three breaths later.    

    

In the vast Morning Song of Capital, the disciples of the Shang Clan. . . Those who had blood relations with the imperial family were all dead.    

    

. . .    

    

Five breaths later.    

    

Not a single member of the royal family remained in the entire Tianzhou.    

    

. . .    

    

Ten breaths later.    

    

In the Middle-earth, there was no longer a single living disciple of the Shang Clan. At this moment, it meant that Shang's bloodline was completely removed from the Sobbing Blood Continent.    

    

Shang's bloodline. . . It was the imperial family of the human race, a noble family among the noble families. No matter how poor they were, they wouldn't end up in the other four continents. In the eyes of the Shang Clan, East Victory, South Ming, West Ox and North Desolation were barren lands. It wasn't a place where people should stay. Even if they died, they would die in Middle-earth.    

    

. . .    

    

Thirty breaths later.    

    

Thousands of light years away from the Sobbing Blood Continent, on a huge continent that was thousands of times larger than the Sobbing Blood Continent, there was a spiritual mountain that was filled with abundant spiritual energy.    

    

"Bang!" Bang!" Bang!" . . .    

    

All the powerful martial artist fell to the ground. It was as if their souls had been sucked away by the legendary soul reaper, and none of their auras could be sensed.    

    

Some of them were even Half-Step Quasi-Saint warriors, and some were even true Quasi-Saint experts.    

    

Shang Yuanyang was able to establish the Grand Shang Empire and unify the entire human race. He was one of the most talented men in the history of the Sect, and he was able to establish the Grand Shang Empire and unify the entire human race. It was not impossible for him to be in the top ten or even the top five. It was only because of the lack of resources in the Sobbing Blood Continent that he stopped outside of Seven Stars Emperor Sovereign.    

    

After crossing the ocean and going through thousands of dangers, he had finally reached the Scarlet Dragon Continent. He could be considered as a trapped dragon that had ascended to the heavens, especially after becoming a disciple of the Heaven And Earth Sect, one of the ten great Sect. In less than three million years, he had accumulated a lot of resources, obtained the Quasi-Saint Position, and became an elder of the Heaven And Earth Sect.    

    

After that, he rebuilt the Shang Clan. In just a few thousand years, not only had his cultivation base reached the peak of three stars Quasi-Saint, he was only a step away from becoming a intermediate Quasi-Saint. At the same time, the entire Shang Clan was flourishing. There were more than ten Quasi-Saint, over a hundred Half-Step Quasi-Saint, and thousands of high grade Sovereign Venerables. Even in the Heaven And Earth Sect, they were not a small force.    

    

Unfortunately, because of greed, all the hard work he had put in over ten million years had been wasted.    

    

. . .    

    

Along with the death of the last member of the Shang Family in Scarlet Dragon Continent, Shang Yuanyang, who was wrapped in a strange blood mist, suddenly let out a miserable scream.    

    

The next moment. . .    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

Shang Yuanyang exploded with a loud bang. He was completely destroyed and turned into powder. Not even his bones were left.    

    

. . .    

    

"Alright, you're the only one left. " Yang Fann's gaze swept across Shang Haowu, and a cruel smile flashed across his face.    

    

"You. . . You. . . Yang Fann, you are not human. Not a human. . . Wuwuwu. . . Why are they all innocent. . . " Shang Haowu was so scared that he felt like he was going to explode. Tears of blood flowed out of his eyes. He was like a crazy beast that wanted to eat people. His voice was completely crazed. He was hysterical, "You animal! You will die a horrible death. I will not let you go even if I become a ghost. . . "    

    

At this moment, if his gaze could kill Yang Fann, Yang Fann would have been torn into thousands of pieces by now.    

    

"You won't let me go even if I become a ghost? Unfortunately, you can't even become a ghost. " A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Fann's palm struck down.    

    

"Rumble. . . "    

    

. . .