At this time, on a certain mountain peak outside the Imperial City, Yan Ping, the son of the God of Hades, saw countless dead souls and ghosts swarming the walls of the Imperial City. He smiled coldly, his eyes full of blood-devouring color.
"Send the order, the first people to be destroyed after the imperial capital is conquered are the people in the Gods' Mansion!" Yan Ping said to his subordinates, the masters of the Underworld Sect.
"Yes, Master!"
The voice of the ghosts still continued to reach the minds of everyone in the imperial capital, and everyone had splitting headaches.
More and more undead and ghosts are swarming the walls of the city of God.
Seeing that the walls of the imperial capital were about to be invaded by undead spirits and ghosts, suddenly, a heaven-shaking dragon roar resounded throughout the world.
This heaven-shaking dragon roar formed ten huge dragon-shaped sound waves.
Wherever the dragon-shaped sound wave passed, countless dead souls and ghosts were plowed away and blown to pieces.
Looking from a distance, ten huge roads have been plowed out among the hundreds of millions of undead and ghost ghosts.
Everyone looked at him in shock when they heard the sound wave of the dragon's roar that shook the sky.
I saw a huge spaceship crashing into the hundreds of millions of undead and ghosts.
Under the terrifying and powerful collision of the spacecraft, pieces of undead and ghosts were knocked away and exploded.
On the bow of the spacecraft, stood a peerless young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. Next to the young man, stood a tall man in black.
Seeing this young man, Yan Ping, the son of the God of Hades, changed his expression, as if he had seen his nemesis. The pride and arrogance on his face just now completely disappeared.
The person who came was none other than Yang Xiaotian.
In the imperial capital, everyone was surprised when they saw the spaceship and Yang Xiaotian.
"It's my brother!"
"Father, mother, brother is back!" Yang Linger shouted with joy on her pretty face when she saw Yang Xiaotian.
Yang Chao and Huang Ying were also full of joy when they saw Yang Xiaotian.
"The master is back!"
"Kill! Kill these bastards for me!" The Mental Demon Ape roared, the roar shook the sky, and the black crystal iron chain in his hand roared endlessly, one after another undead and ghosts were exploded.
At this moment, Yang Xiaotian on the spaceship rose into the sky with a loud roar, and the Shilong Jue was activated with all his strength. Immediately, the Dragon of One Hundred Thousand True Essence flew out and coiled around Yang Xiaotian's body.
The dragons of one hundred thousand true energy roared together, and all the undead and ghosts around them were blown away.
A vacuum zone formed within a hundred miles around Yang Xiaotian.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Xiaotian punched out with both fists.
Boom boom boom boom!
There was a dense bang, and the power of time was blasted to the end of the sky along with his fist. When the punch passed by, all the undead and ghosts were turned into sand of time.
Everyone in the imperial capital was shocked when they saw this scene.
"good!"
"Three Thousand Emperor Yangshen!!"
Some family disciples raised their arms and cheered.
But at this moment, endless undead spirits and ghosts were seen rushing toward Yang Xiaotian.
These undead spirits and ghosts roared miserably, and the air of death and ghosts in the sky turned into a boundless sea, trying to swallow Yang Xiaotian.
Looking at the undead and ghosts that were slaying, Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and the 12,960 miles of Hunyuan Destiny flew out, his whole body turned, and his fists kept punching out.
At this moment, Yang Xiaotian fired hundreds of punches.
It blasted in all directions.
The power of Hunyuan Destiny roared out.
All the undead spirits and ghosts that came over were shocked to death and turned into powder.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the Hunyuan Destiny that was 12,960 miles above Yang Xiaotian's head.
Even Wan Guangfeng, the great emperor of the gods, Wan Shiwei, the ancestor of the gods, and Feng Yiming, the god of medicine, were stunned.
Masters such as Yan Ping, the son of Hades, the Corpse Demon, the Blood Demon, and the Evil Buddha looked incredulous when they saw Yang Xiaotian's destiny.
"The Ninth Level Destiny is only over 900 miles away. What kind of destiny is this? How can it be so huge!"
All the powerful men were stunned.
"This is the destiny of Hunyuan! Hunyuan above God!"
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An extremely ancient ancestor was so excited that he spoke incoherently: "It is recorded in the Creation Book that once Hunyuan comes out, the world will be invincible!"
"Hunyuan Destiny is born!"
As the excited voice of this extremely ancient ancestor sounded, everyone was shocked.
"Hunyuan Destiny! There really is Hunyuan Destiny in this world!"
Wan Shiwei was also so excited that he burst into tears and roared: "It's Hunyuan's destiny, God bless my Cangshen Continent!"
"God bless my Cangshen Continent!" Every family ancestor and sect ancestor shouted excitedly.
"kill!"
"Kill these bastards for me!"
"Young Master is invincible!" The Tongxin Demon Ape roared loudly.
Yan Ping, the son of the God of Hades, was frightened when he heard that what Yang Xiaotian cultivated turned out to be the Hunyuan Destiny.
"Hunyuan Destiny, this, this!" The corpse demon felt his mind buzzing.
This kid is already perverted enough, and now he has cultivated the Hunyuan Destiny.
Is this okay if we continue to grow? .
"Kill, kill him at all costs!" Jingping, the son of Hades, suppressed the shock in his heart and said angrily. At the same time, he asked the Yinhun Sect masters to use the Yinhun Voice to specifically deal with Yang Xiaotian.
Suddenly, the invisible and limitless ghostly voice formed hundreds of millions of invisible needles, piercing Yang Xiaotian's soul.
However, the terrifying sound of ghosts had no effect on Yang Xiaotian at all, and Yang Xiaotian continued to blast at the undead and ghosts around him.
Both fists kept punching out.
Moreover, Yang Xiaotian activated the true energy power in Dantian and all acupoints.
One thousand, two hundred and ninety-six golden light pillars soared into the sky, and the heaven and earth turned into a golden color. Even the death aura and ghost energy of billions of dead souls and ghosts could not cover the golden pillars or the golden light.
In a few dozen breaths, Yang Xiaotian had already fired tens of thousands of punches!
It can be seen that Yang Xiaotian punches so fast that from a distance, only the afterimage of Yang Xiaotian's punch can be seen.
quick!
It's too fast!
Strong, really strong! There are no undead spirits and ghosts that can block the power of Yang Xiaotian's Hunyuan destiny, and there are no undead spirits and ghosts that can block the power of time of Yang Xiaotian's eternal divine body.
The dark dragon was guarding Yang Xiaotian, and he kept punching. Every time he punched, it would hit the end of the sky.
The terrifying fist wave of the dark dragon formed a boundless sea of darkness.
The experts in the Imperial City were all shocked when they saw the strength of Dark Dragon.
Yang Xiaotian was tired of killing, so he directly summoned the martial soul and soul ring.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth darkened, and the dark golden flame giant dragon spirit, many times larger than the ancient sacred mountain, flew out, and the supreme king's momentum overwhelmed the world.
"This is the Supreme King, the Supreme King of Martial Spirits!" Medicine God Feng Yiming ate.
"It's actually the Supreme King!" Wan Guangfeng, the Great Emperor of the Gods, was shocked.
Regarding Yang Xiaotian's martial spirit, these days, experts from all sides of the Empire of the Gods are also speculating. Now everyone finally sees Yang Xiaotian's martial spirit.
Then, a golden-red soul ring appeared around the body of the dark golden flame dragon.
In the golden-red soul ring, the huge dark body of the Lord of the Abyss appeared.
There is no end in sight for the billions of undead souls and ghosts, but at this moment, the figure of the Lord of the Abyss appears in the sky, almost completely covering the hundreds of millions of undead souls and ghosts.
The boundless power of the Lord of the Abyss caused the earth to crack under the pressure, and everyone was suffocated under the pressure.
The pressure made the walls of the imperial capital tremble.
