Invincible Divine Sword

Seeing Yan Ping's head rolling to the ground, hundreds of millions of disciples of the Underworld cried out in grief: "Master!"

Yan Ping had led the Underworld for countless years and was the pillar of heaven in the hearts of countless disciples of the Underworld.

Now, Yan Ping was dead and the pillar of heaven was completely shattered.

"Kill!"

"Kill Yang Xiaotian and avenge the master!"

An ancient ancestor of the Underworld roared and rushed towards Yang Xiaotian frantically.

However, before they arrived, they were directly slapped away by the blue bear.

"Kill!" Yang Xiaotian threw Yan Ping's body into the Yellow Springs Corpse River Cauldron and killed hundreds of millions of disciples of the Underworld again.

The war was still going on.

From night to dawn.

From dawn to night again.

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

Blood flowed like a river.

Corpses piled up like mountains.

The earth could not even be seen. At a glance, the earth was completely covered with blood and corpses.

Sunset and dusk.

Finally, the war ended.

When the war ended, the mountains and rivers were shattered. The Hades Gate, which was originally full of mountains and forests, was now bare. There were no more mountains, no more rivers, and even no trees.

The power of destruction was still raging on the earth.

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

He had two million-year soul rings on his head, and the six great primordial destiny lights shone.

"Your Majesty." At this time, the ancestor of the Futu Empire came to Yang Xiaotian.

"How is it?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

"No." The ancestor of the Futu Empire shook his head: "We have searched all corners of the Hades Gate, but we haven't found the head of the Hades God."

Yang Xiaotian frowned.

Where did Yan Ping hide the head of the undefeated Hades God?

"What do those ancestors say?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

The ancestor of the Futu Empire shook his head: "Those captured Mingmen ancestors said they didn't know."

"Kill them all." Yang Xiaotian said coldly: "In addition, block the Futu Empire and kill all Mingmen disciples who are on the run!"

He wants to cut the grass and root it out, otherwise the remnants of Mingmen will disturb Cangshen again a million years later.

The ancestor of the Futu Empire respectfully responded and ordered all captured Mingmen disciples to be executed, and ordered the blockade of the Futu Empire.

The night will finally pass.

The sky gradually brightened.

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

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

The Cangshen Continent is shaken, boiling, and worshipped.

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

Your Majesty Yangshen is invincible!

The voice resounded in every corner of the continent.

Everyone cheered, was excited, and was inspired.

In the past few years, the shadow of the Hades Gate has shrouded the Cang Shen Continent. Now, the Hades Gate has been destroyed, Yan Ping has died, the shadow has been swept away, and the Cang Shen Continent is celebrating.

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

And Long Qingxuan snuggled up to Yang Xiaotian, and before he knew it, the sky had brightened.

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

Long Qingxuan, who was originally snuggling up to Yang Xiaotian, suddenly trembled.

Over the years, she has been worried about this problem, worried that her brother Xiaotian will get farther and farther away from her, even though she has worked hard to practice and try hard to catch up, but when she looks back, Yang Xiaotian is already a nine-day dragon, and she is still on the ground.

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

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

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

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

Then she murmured: "I always remember the night I saw you in the Red Moon Forest, the smell of you and the smell of barbecue."

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

No mistake, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

Long Qingxuan's heart trembled, his eyes were tearful, and he nodded again.

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

In the distance, the Hundred Flowers Sword God stood there, watching this scene and sighing. She seemed to remember him back then, but he left and never came back. Thousands of years have passed 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 to eliminate the escaped disciples of Mingmen, and asked him to search for the Corpse Demon Sect, Blood Demon Sect, and Evil Buddha’s nest with all his strength, and uproot the three major demon sects.

He gave the bodies of Yan Ping, Corpse Demon, and the four people Cang Xiong and asked Cang Xiong to take them back to Cang Shen Mansion.

And he chose to go to an uninhabited place and began to refine the eleven star god fruits and more than a dozen destiny god stones.

Now, he is already the sixth level of the emperor realm. After refining eleven star god fruits and more than a dozen destiny god stones, his realm and strength will be able to soar again.

Yang Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed another star god fruit, and operated the ancient dragon art.

Suddenly, the Star God Fruit turned into a rolling torrent, and under the operation of the Dragon Art, it was continuously transformed into Yang Xiaotian's Sea of ​​God True Essence.

Time passed.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiaotian completely refined the eleven Star God Fruits.

And Yang Xiaotian's strength made rapid progress, breaking through from the sixth level of the Emperor Realm all the way, and finally breaking through to the early ninth level of the Emperor Realm.

However, he was not in a hurry to trigger the fate calamity, but continued to refine the fate stone, constantly consolidating his sea of ​​God world.

After refining all the fate stones, Yang Xiaotian's sea of ​​God world was solid to an astonishing degree.

Only then did Yang Xiaotian trigger the seventh, eighth and even ninth Hunyuan fate calamity in succession.

Yang Xiaotian was abused by three rounds of ten-level Hunyuan fate calamity thunder in a row, and he was abused to death. Fortunately, his eternal body was strong enough, and fortunately, his heavenly tribulation thunder water was not swallowed in vain over the years.

Otherwise, he might really die.

Now, nine Hunyuan Destiny are suspended above Yang Xiaotian's head. The vast Hunyuan power covers an area of ​​100,000 miles, crushing everything and destroying everything. Not to mention the seventh and eighth levels of the Saint Realm, even the ninth level of the Saint Realm will be directly crushed.

"Nine." Yang Xiaotian looked at the nine suspended Hunyuan Destiny. One more is missing, and it will be ten.

How strong would ten Hunyuan Destiny be?

It is estimated that even the tenth level of the Saint Realm cannot withstand the attack of ten Hunyuan Destiny.

If he cultivates fifteen Hunyuan Destiny and the Destiny Divine Body is initially formed, how terrifying will it be!

Yang Xiaotian can't help looking forward to it.

After swallowing a mouthful of the sixth level of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water and recovering from his injuries, Yang Xiaotian flew to the ruins of the Yellow Spring Demon Gate.

Next, he will use the Death God Tree to practice the Yellow Spring Divine Art and upgrade the Yellow Spring Divine Art to the tenth level.