The Mark Of My Heavenly Heart! Devour Myriad Worlds, The Universe Ascends

At this moment, there was deathly silence in Tianyuan City.

Countless monks had dull eyes and opened their mouths, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

The Black Owl King, a veteran Mahayana Stage powerhouse who has survived more than twenty catastrophes!

He was actually punched to pieces by the mysterious man sitting on the stage!

How much terrible physical strength is required to do this?

It's unbelievable.

And not just the foreign monks who came to watch the ceremony.

Even the monks from the human and demon races who had seen Yang Xuan displaying terrifying energy and blood in Tianyuan City were equally shocked.

All I know is that he is strong.

But I didn't expect it to be so powerful!

"This mysterious man is probably even more powerful than some ordinary True Spirits."

"Human Race, is it about to rise?"

Ao Xiao, the seventh Monster King, and other Monster Race experts, his eyes were blank and he couldn't help but whisper to himself.

And at this moment.

Standing in the center of the square, Han Li couldn't calm down for a long time.

The strength of this Black Owl King is not weak, it is much stronger than the ordinary Mahayana Stage monks.

Although he was confident that he could kill it.

But it's still far from being so clean and tidy.

It may take a period of fighting and one or two killing moves to succeed.

The strength of Senior Yang Xuan is indeed unfathomable.

No wonder he has such a strong ambition to unify hundreds of races in the Spirit World!

"Thank you, Senior Yang, for taking the initiative to eliminate Xiaoxiao's generation."

"I'll wait. I'm grateful."

Soon, Mo Jianli, Han Li and a group of high-level human realm elders came to their senses, and they all bowed their hands towards Yang Xuan and spoke respectfully.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter."

"Let's continue with the Holy Ceremony."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart at all.

Everyone nodded and immediately continued with the Mahayana Sacred Scripture.

From this moment on.

Those powerful aliens who were watching the ceremony in secret no longer had the same contempt in their hearts, but instead were extremely fearful.

Human Race has such a powerful person sitting in front of it.

Plus Ao Xiao, Mo Jianli, and today's protagonist Han Li.

There are four Mahayana Stages.

With such strength, I am afraid that compared to some middle-level ethnic groups, they will not give in to anything.

In the future, if you want to deal with the two races of humans and monsters, you have to weigh it carefully.

Time passed quietly.

The holy ceremony of Mahayana lasted for one day and ended soon.

During this period, Han Li gave lectures in public and imparted his cultivation experience, which left many monks still unsatisfied.

But now, the Holy Scripture has ended, and I have to leave Tianyuan City.

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The next day, everything in the human realm was restored to order.

Yang Xuan browsed the map of Fengyuan Continent and already knew the distribution of various ethnic groups' forces very well.

Counting the time, those ancient Supremes have almost started to work.

He simply didn't stay any longer and left the city alone.

The first battle in Spirit World.

It's the Yaksha clan.

The Yasha clan and the human-demon clan are about the same strength.

Have one or two Mahayana Stage monks.

Counting the Black Owl King who was instantly killed by Yang Xuan with one punch, there should be only one Mahayana left.

But these don't matter to Yang Xuan.

He is the Sacred Body Emperor, full of vitality and blood, at the peak of his power.

His strength is even stronger than those of the Ancient Emperor Supreme.

Maybe if you look at the entire Fengyuan Continent, you can't find any opponents, so you can push them all the way.

It didn't take long.

A powerful and terrifying aura has arrived at the Yaksha Clan's headquarters.

For a moment, on the vast land, countless strong men of the Yasha clan sensed the invasion of foreign enemies, vibrated their wings, and gathered from all directions.

The only remaining Mahayana Stage monk from the Yaksha tribe also rushed over at the fastest speed.

"It's you!"

"You are the Human Race monk who killed the Black Owl King of my race!"

The Mahayana Stage monk from the Yaksha tribe has an extremely ugly appearance, sharp mouth and fangs, and is extremely ferocious.

Two huge, sarcoma-like wings were fluttering behind him, and he was holding a silver trident-like Law Treasure. He looked at Yang Xuan, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he shouted with murderous intent.

Yesterday, the news within the human realm was delivered.

According to the descriptions of those monks who returned from participating in the Mahayana Holy Ceremony, the appearance and physical characteristics of the mysterious strong man of the Human Race are 70% or 80% similar to the person in front of him, and they can basically be identified.

"Yes, I killed him."

"Now I give you two choices."

"Surrender or die?"

Yang Xuan glanced at him and said expressionlessly.

"Haha, how arrogant!"

"I want to learn a lesson about the strength of Human Race who can kill a black owl with one punch!"

Mahayana of the Yaksha tribe laughed angrily, with the trident Law Treasure in his hand standing upright, and he charged forward with a menacing look.

Wherever it passed, black clouds rolled in, the Taoism around the body surged, and the lines spread like water waves, containing extraordinary law fluctuations.

"Seek death."

Yang Xuan put his hands behind his back and his eyes were blazing, extremely intimidating.

The lines under his feet were intertwined, golden light spread, he stepped across the void, raised his right fist and struck forward.

"Boom——"

Trident, Law Treasure and a pair of iron fists, fighting in close combat.

It failed to penetrate his body all at once, but instead erupted with a deafening roar.

The next moment, an unimaginable terrifying force was transmitted from the trident.

Directly in a devastating manner, the trident was shattered inch by inch.

Even the weapon spirit bred inside Law Treasure was instantly wiped out!

"What!"

Mahayana, the Yaksha tribe's pupils suddenly shrank, and she was extremely frightened.

Just about to pull away, summon Law Treasure again.

But he was deceived by Yang Xuan.

A pair of fists wrapped with billions of rays of golden light suddenly enlarged in the eyes of Mahayana of the Yaksha tribe.

"No!!"

A voice of unwillingness and despair sounded.

Before it spread far, it stopped abruptly.

This strong man from the Mahayana Stage of the Yaksha Clan was also punched to death by Yang Xuan, and his soul was completely destroyed on the spot.

The physical body of the Sacred Body is inherently unparalleled.

After becoming emperor, he became even more invincible.

With this punch, even the ultimate weapon will break a gap.

What's more, these Yaksha races who do not practice the way of Body Refining are not Yang Xuan's enemies at all.

this moment.

The countless strong men of the Yaksha tribe present were all frightened and frightened to the extreme.

Many people were devastated, with despair in their eyes.

The last Mahayana Stage strongman of their Yaksha clan has also fallen. Is he about to be removed from the list?

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuan ignored the others, but casually took out a sound transmission jade slip and instilled a ray of spiritual thought into it.

Then without stopping for a moment, he sprinted towards the next group.

At the same time, Mo Jianli and Han Li, who were waiting quietly in Tianyuan City, noticed the fluctuation of their spiritual thoughts. They quickly took out the jade slip and listened, and their eyes instantly focused.

Then Mo Jianli took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice to the Human Race experts around him: "All the Mahayana of the Yasha tribe have fallen. You guys, follow me!"