Invincible Divine Sword

The heaven and earth shook.

Everyone looked at this huge, golden destiny in shock.

"What kind of destiny is this?!" Many disciples were shocked and unbelievable.

Just as everyone was shocked, suddenly, a huge, golden destiny flew out again.

It was also 12,960 miles!

The two destinies coiled in the sky, illuminating all corners of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect.

Du Mei looked at the two huge destinies in the sky, felt the terrifying power, and her pretty face changed drastically. She thought of a legend she had heard recently, and trembled: "Hunyuan Destiny! It's Hunyuan Destiny!"

She looked at Yang Xiaotian and said in shock: "You are the Three Thousand Emperor Yang God!"

"What, Three Thousand Emperor Yang God!"

"Young Master Yang God!"

All the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect looked at Yang Xiaotian in shock.

Even the Saint Realm elder who attacked Yang Xiaotian was shocked. My God! This gentleman is the Three Thousand Emperor Yang God? !

Now in the Cang Shen Continent, who doesn't know the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen? Who doesn't know the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen?

You may not know the name of the Lord of the Cang Shen Mansion, but you must know the name of the Young Master of the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen. If you don't know, you will be ridiculed by others!

This is the influence and prestige of the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen.

Just when everyone was shocked, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian's whole body was surging with dark light, and the Supreme King Dark Golden Flame Dragon flew out, and a breath like an abyss and a prison enveloped the world.

The huge and boundless figure of the Lord of the Abyss appeared in front of everyone.

Under the breath of the Lord of the Abyss, all the masters of the Baihua Divine Sect fell to the ground.

Yang Xiaotian punched the Saint Realm Elder.

The Lord of the Abyss, the two great Primordial Destinies, and the power of the Eternal Divine Body roared out together.

Bang!

The long sword of the Saint Realm Elder was shattered inch by inch.

His whole body was hit by a terrifying force, and he was blown back like a meteor, smashing countless mountains.

Countless palaces collapsed.

The power of the Lord of the Abyss, the two Primordial Destinies, and the Eternal Divine Body, bombarded all the way to the end of the sky.

Wherever it passed, everything turned into dust, and everything turned into grains of time.

One punch!

A strong man in the first level of the Holy Realm was blown away! He didn't know whether he was dead or alive!

The boundless power made all the strong men of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect gasp.

Everyone looked at the Dark Golden Flame Dragon and the Soul Ring of the Lord of the Abyss in horror.

"Supreme King!"

"Million-year Soul Ring!"

Primordial Destiny!

Eternal Divine Body!

The Martial Soul of the Supreme King!

Million-year Soul Ring!

Everything, everything, is a myth!

And all these myths come from the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him, the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen!

Everyone was shocked.

Even Yao Penghui, who was fighting with the Dark Dragon, could not hide the shock on his face.

No matter how powerful a being is, it will be afraid when seeing the Lord of the Abyss with a million-year soul ring.

There is no way. The Lord of the Abyss is so powerful that it has enveloped the Cang Shen Continent for more than one million years.

Even Cang Xiong has to retreat when facing an existence like the Lord of the Abyss.

Knowing that the young man in front of him is the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen, Yao Penghui has no intention of fighting anymore and wants to fly away.

At this moment, suddenly, there was another loud bang that shook the sky.

Then, a loud shout rang out: "We are here to help Young Master Yang Shen!"

Everyone looked and saw that the strongest ancestor of the Yinfeng Sect, Deng Feng, led the Yinfeng Sect army to arrive!

This time, almost all the masters of the Yinfeng Sect came out in full force.

The army is so huge that there may be tens of millions!

The disciples of the Baihua Shen Sect were so frightened that their faces turned pale and bloodless when they saw the Yinfeng Sect army coming out in full force.

Yao Penghui was even more frightened to fly away when he saw that even Deng Feng had come.

However, how could the Dark Dragon give him a chance to escape? His whole body of dark power was like a giant umbrella, completely covering Yao Penghui.

In the dark world, the Dark Dragon's strength increased again, and his fists blasted out, constantly blasting Yao Penghui to retreat step by step.

At this moment, suddenly, several figures from the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect flew out of the air and attacked Yang Xiaotian.

These figures were the tenth-level ancestors of the Holy Realm under Yao Penghui's seat.

No matter how strong Yang Xiaotian's combat power was, with his strength of the second level of the Emperor Realm, he could not be the opponent of the tenth-level ancestors of the Holy Realm.

Seeing that the tenth-level ancestors of the Holy Realm were about to hit Yang Xiaotian, suddenly, there was a loud bang, and two ten-thousand-foot iron chains turned into meteors, instantly blasting those ancestors.

The person who took action was the Tongxin Demon Ape.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

I saw that Yinfeng Sect and Tongxin Demon Ape had already blasted open the formation of Baihua Divine Sect and rushed in like a tide.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Tongxin Demon Ape came to Yang Xiaotian.

"It's okay." Yang Xiaotian shook his head.

"Hello, young master." Deng Feng and the ancient ancestors of Yinfeng Sect came to Yang Xiaotian and bowed quickly: "We are late, please forgive me, young master."

"No need to be polite." Yang Xiaotian shook his hand and said: "You came at the right time. Control all the disciples of Baihua Divine Sect who are related to Yao Penghui. If anyone dares to resist, kill them!"

Yang Xiaotian's words made all the masters under Yao Penghui change their faces.

Suddenly, all the masters of Yinfeng Sect rushed up.

"Yang Xiaotian, don't go too far!" Baihua Sword God stood up and glared: "This is my Baihua Divine Sect's business, it is not your turn and Yinfeng Sect to intervene!"

"What about your Hundred Flowers Sect?" Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold: "Yao Penghui surrendered to the Immortal God of Death. As the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect, you not only ignored it, but also helped him to do evil. You can't escape the blame!"

The face of the Hundred Flowers Sword God turned red and white.

"You said that our ancestor surrendered to the Immortal God of Death. Do you have any evidence?" An old ancestor under Yao Penghui said angrily.

"Evidence?" Yang Xiaotian sneered: "He practiced the Ancient Dragon Art, which is the evidence! Because the Ancient Dragon Art was given to him by the Immortal God of Death and the Corpse Demon."

"Yang Xiaotian, you are slandering me!" Yao Penghui was still making his last struggle, and said angrily: "This Ancient Dragon Art was obtained by me from a cave of an ancient dragon clan strongman."

"Really." Yang Xiaotian did not comment.

Although Yao Penghui was powerful, he was still far behind Dark Dragon, the strongest man in the ancient Futu Empire.

In the end, he was captured by Dark Dragon.

At the same time, all the disciples related to Yao Penghui were also captured by Yinfeng Cult.

"Yang Xiaotian, you dare to kill me?!" Yao Penghui laughed angrily: "I am an elder of the Elders' Pavilion of Cangshen Mansion, you dare to kill me?"

Cangshen Mansion has established an Elders' Pavilion, and Yao Penghui is one of the elders of the Elders' Pavilion of Cangshen Mansion.

According to the regulations of Cangshen Mansion, only Cang Xiong, the Lord of Cangshen Mansion and the Four Gods are qualified to deal with the elders of the Elders' Pavilion.

"Don't dare to kill you?" Yang Xiaotian walked towards Yao Penghui.

Yao Penghui laughed wildly: "Yes, only Lord Cang Xiong, the Lord of the Mansion and the Four Gods can deal with me!"

"Really." Yang Xiaotian's face was calm, and suddenly there was a magic sword in his hand.

When this magic sword appeared, whether it was Yao Penghui, the Goddess of Flowers, or the strongest ancestor of Yinfeng Cult Deng Feng, their faces changed drastically.

"Sword of Cangshen!"