Excalibur

Chapter 516 Leaving the Cangshen Continent
Seeing Yan Ping's head rolling to the ground, hundreds of millions of Nether Sect disciples screamed, "Sect Master!"

Yan Ping has led the Nether Gate for countless years, and he is the pillar of heaven in the hearts of countless disciples of the Underworld Gate.

But now, Yan Ping died, and the Tianzhu completely shattered.

"kill!"

"Kill Yang Xiaotian and avenge the sect master!"

The ancient ancestor of Mingmen roared, rushing towards Yang Xiaotian frantically.

However, before they arrived, they were directly shot away by the gray bear.

"Kill!" Yang Xiaotian threw Yan Ping's body into the corpse river cauldron of Huangquan, killing hundreds of millions of disciples of the Underworld Gate again.

The war is still going on.

Kill from night to dawn.

Kill from dawn to night.

Masters from the major sects and families of the Buddha Empire and the surrounding empires are still rushing in quickly.

Blood flows into a river.

The pile of corpses was like a mountain.

You can't even see the ground. At a glance, the ground is completely covered with blood and corpses.

Sunset dusk.

Finally, the war ended.

When the war ended, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the gate of the underworld, which was originally a continuous mountain range and endless forests, was completely bare. There were no mountains, no rivers, and not even a single tree.

The power to destroy the world is still raging on the earth.

Yang Xiaotian stood there, his clean blue brocade robe was already stained red with blood.

There are two million-year-old soul rings on his head, and the six Hunyuan destiny shines brightly.

"Your Majesty." At this moment, the patriarch of the Futu Empire came before Yang Xiaotian.

"How?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

"I didn't find it." The patriarch of the Futu Empire shook his head: "I have searched all the corners of the Nether Gate, but I haven't found the head of the Underworld God."

Yang Xiaotian frowned.

Where did Yan Ping hide the head of the Invincible Underworld God?
"What did those ancestors say?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

The patriarch of the Futu Empire shook his head: "The patriarchs of the Nether Sect who were captured all said they didn't know."

"Kill them all." Yang Xiaotian said in a cold voice, "Also, seal the Futu Empire, and kill all the disciples of the Underworld Sect who are found at large!"

He wants to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots, otherwise, in a million years, the remnants of the Underworld Sect will mess up the gods again.

The patriarch of the Futu Empire should be respectful, and ordered to execute all the captured Nether Sect disciples, and ordered the blockade of the Buddha Empire.

The night will finally pass.

The sky is getting brighter.

The news that Yang Xiaotian and Cang Xiong broke into the headquarters of the Underworld Gate alone, wiped out the headquarters of the Underworld Gate, and killed Yan Ping, the son of the Underworld God, quickly spread.

The news that Yang Xiaotian possessed two million-year soul rings, six Hunyuan destiny, and fifteen sword hearts spread quickly.

Everything in the Cangshen Continent shook, boiled, and worshipped.

When the strong men in the cities heard the news, they all excitedly shouted: "Your Majesty Yang Shen is invincible!"

His Majesty Yang Shen is invincible!

The sound resounded from every corner of the continent.

Everyone cheered, excited, and excited.

In the past few years, the shadow of the Nether Gate has shrouded the Cangshen Continent. Now that the Nether Gate is destroyed, Yan Ping is dead, and the shadow is swept away, the Cangshen Continent will celebrate.

Many imperial capitals even carved statues of Yang Xiaotian for the world to look up to.

And Long Qingxuan snuggled up beside Yang Xiaotian, and before he knew it, it was dawn.

Looking at the rising sun, Yang Xiaotian suddenly said, "Qingxuan, I may have to leave the Cangshen Continent in a few days."

Long Qingxuan who was snuggling beside Yang Xiaotian suddenly trembled.

These years, she has been worrying about this problem, worried that her brother Xiaotian will get farther and farther away from her, even though she has worked hard to cultivate and catch up, but suddenly looking back, Yang Xiaotian is already the Nine Heavens Dragon, and she is still on the ground.

She suddenly hugged Yang Xiaotian tightly with both hands, and said with red eyes, "Brother Xiaotian, I will wait for you."

"If you don't come back for two years, I'll wait for you for two years."

"If you don't come back for three years, I'll wait for you for three years."

"If you don't come back for ten years, I'll look for you, the ends of the earth, until I find you!"

Then he murmured: "I always remember the night when I saw you in the Red Moon Forest, I remember the smell on your body and the smell of the barbecue."

Yang Xiaotian also clenched Long Qingxuan's hand. Long Qingxuan's hand was as soft as boneless, but at the moment, it was a little cold: "Qingxuan, I left just to become stronger and protect the Cangshen Continent, including you!"

Long Qingxuan's heart trembled, his eyes were filled with tears, and he nodded heavily.

A moment later, Yang Xiaotian flew up and disappeared into the sunlight under Long Qingxuan's gaze.

In the distance, Hundred Flowers Sword God stood there, watching this scene with a faint sigh, she seemed to think of him back then, but back then, after he left, he never returned, and it has been thousands of years in the blink of an eye.

Now, is he dead or alive?
Yang Xiaotian left.

Originally, Cang Xiong wanted to leave with him, but Yang Xiaotian asked Cang Xiong to continue sweeping away the fugitive disciples of the Nether Sect, and asked him to search for the Corpse Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the lairs of evil Buddhism, and uprooted the three major demon sects.

He gave the corpses of Yan Ping and Shimo to Cang Xiong, and asked Cang Xiong to bring them back to Cangshen Mansion.

And he chose to go to a no-man's land, and began to refine the eleven divine stars and a dozen divine stones of destiny.

Now, he is at the sixth level of the Emperor Realm, and after refining eleven Divine Star Fruits and a dozen Divine Stones of Destiny, his realm and strength will skyrocket again.

Yang Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed a divine star fruit, and activated the Primordial Dragon Art.

Immediately, the star fruit turned into a torrent, and under the operation of Shilong Jue, it continuously transformed into Yang Xiaotian's divine sea essence.

time flies.

Months passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiaotian completely refined the eleven Divine Star Fruits.

And Yang Xiaotian's strength has advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through repeatedly from the sixth level of the emperor's realm, and finally broke through to the early stage of the ninth level of the emperor's realm.

However, he is not in a hurry to trigger the calamity of fate, but continues to refine the Divine Stone of Destiny, constantly consolidating his own divine world.

After refining all the Divine Stones of Destiny, Yang Xiaotian's Shenhai Tiandi became solid to an astonishing degree.

Only then did Yang Xiaotian trigger the seventh, eighth or even ninth Hunyuan Destiny Tribulation in a row.

After three rounds of ten-layer Hunyuan Fate Tribulation Thunder in a row, Yang Xiaotian was tortured to the point of wantonness. Fortunately, his Eternal Divine Body is strong enough, and fortunately, his Heaven Tribulation Thunder Water has not been swallowed in vain all these years.

Otherwise, it may really hang up.

Now, the nine Hunyuan Destiny is suspended above Yang Xiaotian's head, the vast Hunyuan power covers a radius of [-] li, crushing and destroying everything, not to mention the seventh or eighth level of the Holy Realm, even the ninth level of the Holy Realm, they will be crushed directly.

"Nine." Yang Xiaotian looked at the floating nine Hunyuan Destiny, and there was one more, which was ten.

Ten Hunyuan destiny, how strong is that?
It is estimated that the ten levels of the holy realm cannot block the blow of the ten Hunyuan destiny.

If he had cultivated fifteen Hunyuan destiny, how terrifying would it be!

Yang Xiaotian couldn't help looking forward to it.

After swallowing a mouthful of thunder water from the sixth level of heavenly tribulation, Yang Xiaotian flew towards the ruins of the Netherworld Demon Gate after recovering from his injuries.

Next, he will use the Death God Tree to practice the Underworld Divine Art, and raise the Underworld Divine Art to the tenth level first.

(End of this chapter)