Yang Yi summoned all the world powers and burned them completely. The burning world powers were completely violent and emerged quickly, just like a sky curtain, pressing down fiercely.-./-./

"Bang bang bang"

Countless explosions sounded, which was the sound of the divine bodies of countless people in the Xingtian clan being crushed to pieces by the powerful world power. The eyes of the five ancestors were filled with despair. The entire sky seemed to be dyed with blood prints and scarlet. There were countless screams one after another, resounding throughout the world.

"Devil...Devil, beast..."

The five ancestors were still yelling insults. They cursed Yang Yi in the most vicious language, but it had no effect and was useless. They could only watch the Xingtian tribe's sect explode one after another, and blood filled the entire void.

Yang Yi grabbed the big hand and it was like an invisible force, quickly condensed the rolling blood that spread in the void together. The blood gradually condensed into a huge ball in countless miles. Yang Yi refined it slightly, and immediately, the blood-colored ball was half smaller.

Then there was this movement, so the ball soon condensed into the size of a fist. The hundreds of millions of Xingtian tribes, like the sand of the Ganges River, finally refined Xingtian bloodline was only the size of a fist.

But this Xingtian bloodline, the size of a fist, is the most pure Xingtian bloodline, which is countless times thicker than all the Xingtian bloodlines obtained by Yang Yi before. Just by feeling it slightly, you can feel the vast power contained in it, which is endless.

"Okay, okay, okay! With so many Xingtian bloodlines, I believe it is enough to take my Xingtian bloodlines a step further."

Without any hesitation, Yang Yi opened his mouth and immediately swallowed the Xing Tian bloodline into his stomach. The blood in his body began to boil. It was as if there were flames burning, and it was extremely painful.

But this can bring endless energy, and the Xing Tian bloodline in Yang Yi's body grew rapidly.

One thousandth, two thousandth, three thousandth... until the last eight thousandth. It gradually reached its peak, and it was about to reach one thousandth, but it was not reached in the end. There was still a certain gap from one hundredth.

But even so, Yang Yi could still feel the unparalleled power contained in his bloodline, which was ten times as much as before. He even felt like he could compete with the super strong man with thirty divine patterns by just urging the power of these bloodlines.

"Xing Tian's bloodline is indeed extraordinary. If it reaches one percent concentration, how terrifying would it be?"

Yang Yi murmured in a low voice, then his eyes suddenly looked at the five ancestors. Now the entire Xingtian clan members have basically been killed by Yang Yi. Even if some luck escaped this disaster, they will not cause any storm, and it will have no effect on Yang Yi's Xingtian bloodline concentration.

There are only these five ancestors. They have practiced for countless years and are the oldest existences of the Xingtian clan to this day. They are all twenty-nine divine patterns. One ancestor can match countless ordinary Xingtian clan members.

Therefore, if the Xing Tian bloodline in the bodies of the five of them were extracted, Yang Yi firmly believed that it would be easy to reach one percent of the concentration of Xing Tian bloodline in his body.

He noticed Yang Yi's malicious gaze, Xing Tiankong's eyes were filled with a lonely look. He was unwilling to accept that the Xing Tian clan, which had been passed down for billions of years, was destroyed in his hands.

"Fan Chong, you must die a good death. The great Xing Tiantian will definitely punish you, and you will definitely punish you!"

Xing Tiankong said gritting his teeth, watching Yang Yi approaching step by step. He already knew what kind of end they were about to face, but now their vitality is basically exhausted, and even if they have the strength, they cannot cause any harm to Yang Yi.

"Okay, that's how fate is. You can't escape, but you can't escape. You'd better increase Xing Tian's bloodline concentration obediently, haha!"

Yang Yi was unscrupulous and grabbed the big hand with a fierce hand, just like catching a chicken. The violent force instantly captured Xing Tiankong and the five others. The five people did not resist at all. They were already discouraged when they saw the Xing Tian clan being destroyed.

"Fate? What is fate? Fan Chong, haha, since you know fate, you will be tricked by fate one day and end up with the same fate as us. Haha, you can't escape your life..."

Xing Tiankong suddenly burst into laughter, with both madness and desolation in his laughter.

"Is my fate? I am the one who decides my fate, and no one can dominate my fate, even if it is the way of heaven!"

Yang Yi's eyes were stern, and he squeezed his big hand hard, and the five ancestors' bodies were instantly crushed. Then, Yang Yi slapped it with his big hand again and smashed it to pieces.

The Xingtian bloodline of these five ancestors is indeed extremely strong. As soon as Yang Yi crushed it, he felt the huge power of Xingtian bloodline. He quickly used the power of the world to extract the Xingtian bloodline, and actually formed a bloodline that was half the size of a fist.

Moreover, the Xing Tian bloodline extracted this time is more pure and of better quality, making Yang Yi seem to have a kind of Xing Tiantian god who faces the ancient times.

"Swoosh"

Yang Yi quickly refined the bloodline into his body. Soon, his blood boiled again, and his whole body was filled with bloody light, and the bloodline concentration increased rapidly.

Nine-thousandths just broke through, and the concentration soared rapidly, but it seemed not that easy to reach one percent. As most of the bloodline had been consumed, only a little left, the bloodline concentration did not seem to be improved at all.

"Fight, refine them all!"

Yang Yi simply ignored it and directly refined the Xing Tian bloodline of the five ancestors.

"boom"

But in this unintentional state, the concentration of Xingtian bloodline in Yang Yi's body changed again, ten thousandth, that is, one percent, and the concentration of Xingtian bloodline finally reached one percent.

The bloodline concentration of one percent was extraordinary, so a substantial change occurred immediately, and the bloodline in Yang Yi's body immediately turned into a trace of gold.

The bright red blood was golden, which was extraordinary, because in the ancient times, the powerful gods were actually completely above all sentient beings, and they were the gods who were above and mastered the powerful power of the heaven, earth and the universe.

The blood of these gods is golden, without any impurities, just like glass, and every drop of blood has the power to destroy the world.

Only when blood that is completely converted into golden can it be called divine blood! (Your support from this site.com is my greatest motivation.)
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