Invincible Divine Sword

But the Hongmeng Holy Power instantly submerged the three great gods of the Shenlong clan.

Then came the Phoenix clan, the Tianyao clan, the Tianjian Divine Gate, and the Supreme Chen family.

Three thousand gods were constantly submerged.

One after another, the gods were blown away by the Hongmeng Holy Power and the Hunyuan Time.

Previously, the three thousand gods fell on the martial arts field like rain, besieging and killing Yang Xiaotian, and now, the three thousand gods fell on the martial arts field like locusts.

The martial arts field was constantly shaking.

Bang bang bang bang!

A regular and dense sound resounded in the ears of hundreds of millions of strong men.

When the Shenlong clan, the Phoenix clan, and the Tianyao clan fell to the ground, everyone looked and saw that the gods who were hit were all aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person seemed to be eroded by the power of time. All the vitality and blood in the body.

Defeated!

Three thousand gods, no one can stop Yang Xiaotian's power.

Except for some gods of the third level who escaped, the rest were all injured by the Hongmeng Holy Power and the Hunyuan Time.

Yang Xiaotian glanced at everyone coldly.

In fact, although the number of the three thousand gods is large, they come from major families and major sects. They are just a mob. Their power is not gathered together, but scattered in all directions. That is why they cannot resist his Hongmeng Holy Power and Hunyuan Time.

Otherwise, it would not be easy for him to defeat them.

The scene was quiet.

Millions of strong men looked at the scene in front of them and were shocked.

Even the three thousand gods were defeated. Who else below the fourth level of the gods can be the opponent of the descendant of the Huangquan Patriarch?

Just when everyone was silent, suddenly, a sword god flew down from the throne and landed in front of Yang Xiaotian.

Seeing the person coming out, everyone was stunned.

"White Bone Sword God!"

It was the White Bone Sword God who came out.

The master of the White Bone Sword God is from the Huangquan Demon Sect. Logically, the White Bone Sword God is also from the Huangquan Demon Sect. Could it be that the White Bone Sword God is going to attack the descendant of the Huangquan ancestor?

The White Bone Sword God looked at Yang Xiaotian in front of him, raised the White Bone Demon Sword in his hand, and made a whimpering sound: "Boy, you are cruel by nature, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and harming the Wanjian Continent. Today, I, the White Bone Sword God, will eliminate the harm for the Wanjian Continent!"

Hearing that the White Bone Sword God is indeed going to kill Yang Xiaotian, the leader of the Huangquan Demon Sect, everyone's faces are colorful.

Zhao Rong sneered.

In fact, the White Bone Sword God has already joined him.

It's just that it is not known to the outside world yet.

"Die!" The White Bone Sword God suddenly swung a sword and instantly killed Yang Xiaotian.

The White Bone Sword God had already entered the tenth level of the God many years ago. His strength is so strong that it is not comparable to those three thousand gods of the third and second levels of the God.

Everyone was in a state of panic. Even if Yang Xiaotian was strong, a Saint Realm Level 2 would never be a match for the Bone Sword God.

Seeing that the Bone Sword God was about to be shredded by Yang Xiaotian's sword energy, suddenly, a voice rang out like from the Nine Nether Hell: "Those who betray their master and ancestors, die!"

A huge ghost palm fell from the void.

The power and speed of the ghost palm were beyond everyone's imagination. The Bone Sword God just raised his head in shock, and the ghost palm had already hit the sky above his head.

The Bone Sword God's face changed drastically. He didn't care about Yang Xiaotian. He swung the bone sword in his hand frantically upwards, and countless bone sword energy soared into the sky.

In the bone sword energy, a group of bone giant demons flew out.

The strength of the bone sword energy shocked many sword masters.

As the 49th existence on the Sword God List, the Bone Sword God has reached an astonishing level in his sword art. Many super power masters present believed that they could hardly take this sword.

However, this white bone sword energy that was enough to destroy a sacred mountain was instantly blasted by the ghost palm in the sky.

In front of this ghost palm, the white bone sword energy seemed to be a pile of rotten bones that were vulnerable to attack.

Bang!

The white bone sword energy and the white bone sword god himself were directly slammed into the ground by the huge ghost palm.

The ground shook constantly, and the terrifying air waves rolled.

Even many sword gods who were sitting were blown away as if they were about to fly away.

Everyone looked over and saw that the white bone sword god himself had been turned into a ball of meat pulp.

The surrounding ground was dyed red by the blood of the white bone sword god.

Seeing this, everyone's heart was shocked and horrified. The dignified founder of the white bone demon palace was actually killed by a palm like this?

This is the existence ranked 49th on the Sword God List.

Many people looked at the Yellow Spring Ghost King. It was this old man who was so sick that he seemed to be dying at any time who killed the existence ranked 49th on the Sword God List with a palm!

"He is the old monster who killed the Cold Dragon Sword God!" An old ancestor suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone's face changed greatly.

Many people have heard that the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God was sucked out and then burned to ashes.

In the shock of everyone, the Yellow Spring Ghost King and the Heaven Shaking Sword God flew to the back of Yang Xiaotian.

Take a look at the book!

The Old Man of Time, the Sword God of the South Sky, and the Titan Troll also came to the back of Yang Xiaotian.

"Have the Sword God of the South Sky and the Titan Troll all joined the descendants of the Yellow Spring Patriarch?!" Many ancestors looked at each other in surprise.

However, the Old Man of Time has been imprisoned on the Death Island for 100,000 years and has not been born for 100,000 years, so few people recognize the Old Man of Time.

"It's the Old Man of Time!" Finally, an extremely ancient old monster spoke.

"What, he is the disciple of the Goddess of Destiny, the Old Man of Time!" Many people were moved and their eyes fell on the Old Man of Time.

The Goddess of Destiny has an extremely high status in the Wanjian Continent.

As the goddess of fate, the status of the Old Man of Time is naturally not low.

"Did the Old Man of Time also serve the descendant of the Yellow Spring Patriarch?" An empire ancestor was surprised.

Many people couldn't understand why the Old Man of Time, with his status as a noble man, would serve the descendant of the Yellow Spring Patriarch.

However, although some people recognized the Old Man of Time, no one knew the Yellow Spring Ghost King and the Heaven Shaking Sword God. Even Zhao Rong, the Fist Ancestor, and the Black and White Swords could not see the foundation of the Yellow Spring Ghost King and the Heaven Shaking Sword God.

When the Yellow Spring Ghost King attacked just now, he did not use the Yellow Spring Purgatory Palm, but just an ordinary ghost palm.

Even so, an ordinary ghost palm can kill the White Bone Sword God with one palm.

When reaching the realm of the Yellow Spring Ghost King, any palm, fist, or finger is not something that the White Bone Sword God and the Cold Dragon Sword God can withstand.

When the people who were about to attack saw the end of the White Bone Sword God and the Old Man of Time, they all stopped.

The scene was silent again.

At this moment, suddenly, a figure flashed, and Zhao Rong flew down from the No. 2 throne and came in front of Yang Xiaotian, followed by the Fist Ancestor, the Black and White Swords, the Wanjie Sword God, and the Four Seas Sword God all flew out.

For a moment, hundreds of thousands of masters of the Tongtian Divine Sect gathered behind Zhao Rong.

"It's finally coming!" Just now everyone had been guessing when Zhao Rong would make a move.

Now Zhao Rong finally couldn't wait to make a move.

Then, one after another, the ancestors of the sects led their disciples to fly down and landed behind Zhao Rong.

These were all masters and sects who had joined Zhao Rong.

For a moment, dozens of super sects gathered behind Zhao Rong.

Millions of people! And all of them were masters!

And Yang Xiaotian's side, including Yang Xiaotian, only had six people.

Zhao Rong glanced at the Southern Sky Sword God, the Titan Troll, and the Old Man of Time behind Yang Xiaotian, and said calmly: "You don't have to be buried with the descendants of Huangquan Patriarch. I'll give you a chance. If you retreat now, you can survive!"