Seeing Yan Ping's head rolling to the ground, the hundreds of millions of disciples of the Underworld Sect felt like the sky was falling apart and the earth was shattering, and they screamed sadly: "Master!"
Yan Ping has led the Underworld Sect for countless years and is the pillar of heaven in the hearts of countless disciples of the Underworld Sect.
But now, Yan Ping is dead and the Tianzhu is completely shattered.
"kill!"
"Kill Yang Xiaotian and avenge the sect master!"
An ancient ancestor of the Underworld Sect roared and rushed towards Yang Xiaotian like crazy.
However, before they arrived, they were shot away by Cang Xiong.
"Kill!" Yang Xiaotian threw Yan Ping's corpse into the Huangquan Corpse River Cauldron, and once again killed the hundreds of millions of disciples of the Underworld Sect.
The war continues.
Fight from night to dawn.
Kill from dawn to night.
Experts from the major sects and families of the Buddha Empire and the surrounding empires are still coming in quickly.
Rivers of blood flowed.
Mountains of corpses.
You can't even see the earth anymore. At a glance, you can see that the earth is completely covered with blood and corpses.
Sunset dusk.
Finally, the war ended.
When the war ended, only the mountains and rivers were broken. The Hades Gate, which used to have continuous mountains and endless forests, was completely bare. There were no more mountains, no more rivers, and not even a tree could be seen.
The power of destroying heaven and earth is still raging on the earth.
Yang Xiaotian stood there, his clean blue brocade robe already stained red with blood.
There are two million-year soul rings on his head, and the six great primordial destiny lights are shining brightly.
"Your Majesty." At this time, the ancestor of the Buddha Empire came to Yang Xiaotian.
"How?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
"Not found." The ancestor of the Buddha Empire shook his head: "We have searched all corners of the Hades Gate, but we have not found the head of the God of Hades."
Yang Xiaotian frowned.
Where did Yan Ping hide the head of the Invincible God of the Underworld?
"What did those ancestors say?" Yang Xiaotian asked.
The ancestor of the Buddha Empire shook his head: "Those captured ancestors of the Ming Sect said they didn't know."
"Kill them all." Yang Xiaotian's voice was cold: "In addition, seal off the Pagoda Empire and kill all the disciples of the Underworld Sect who are found to be on the run!"
He had to cut the grass and root it out, otherwise a million years later, the remnants of the Hades Sect would mess with the Cang Shen again.
The ancestor of the Buddha Empire responded respectfully and ordered to go down and execute all the captured disciples of the Underworld, and ordered the sealing of the Buddha Empire.
The night is finally passing.
The sky is getting brighter.
The news that Yang Xiaotian and Cang Xiong broke into the Mingmen headquarters alone, destroyed the Mingmen headquarters, and killed Yan Ping, the son of the God of Hades, spread quickly.
The news that Yang Xiaotian possesses two million-year soul rings, six Hunyuan Destinies, and fifteen sword hearts also spread quickly.
Everyone in Cangshen Continent is shaking, everyone is boiling, and everyone is worshiping.
When the strong men in each city heard the news, they all excitedly shouted: "His Majesty Yang Shen is invincible!"
His Majesty Yang Shen is invincible!
The sound resounded to every corner of the continent.
Everyone cheered, everyone was excited, and everyone was inspired.
In the past few years, the shadow of the Nether Gate has shrouded the Cangshen Continent. Now, the Nether Gate has been destroyed, Yan Ping has died, and the shadow has been swept away. Everyone in the Cangshen Continent is celebrating.
Many imperial capitals even carved statues of Yang Xiaotian for the world to admire.
And Long Qingxuan snuggled next to Yang Xiaotian, and before he knew it, it was already dawn.
Looking at the rising sun, Yang Xiaotian suddenly said: "Qingxuan, I may have to leave Cangshen Continent in a few days."
Long Qingxuan, who was originally nestled next to Yang Xiaotian, suddenly trembled.
Over the years, she has been worried about this problem, worried that her brother Xiaotian will be farther and farther away from her, even if she has worked hard to practice and catch up, but suddenly looking back, Yang Xiaotian has become the Nine Heavens Dragon. And she was still on the ground.
She suddenly hugged Yang Xiaotian tightly with both hands, tightly, and said with red eyes: "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 in ten years, I will look for you to the ends of the earth until I find you!"
Then he murmured: "I always remember the night I saw you in the Red Moon Forest. I remember the smell of you and the smell of the barbecue."
Yang Xiaotian also held Long Qingxuan's hand tightly. Long Qingxuan's hand was as soft as boneless, but at this moment, it was a little cold: "Qingxuan, I left just to become stronger and protect Cangshen Continent, including you. !”
Long Qingxuan's heart trembled, his eyes filled with tears, and he nodded solemnly.
After a moment, Yang Xiaotian flew up and disappeared into the sunlight under Long Qingxuan's gaze.
In the distance, the Hundred Flowers Sword God stood there, sighing quietly as she looked at this scene. She seemed to think of him back then, but when he left, he 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 clear out the fleeing disciples of the Underworld Sect, and asked him to search for the corpse demon sect, the blood demon sect, and the evil Buddhist lair with all his strength, and also pull out the three major demon sects. Rise from the roots.
He gave the bodies of Yan Ping and Corpse Demon to Cang Xiong, and asked Cang Xiong to take them back to Cang Shen Mansion.
And he chose to go to an uninhabited land and began to refine the eleven divine star fruits and a dozen divine stones of destiny.
Now that he has reached the sixth level of the Emperor Realm and has refined eleven Star Fruits and a dozen Destiny Stones, his realm and strength will skyrocket again.
Yang Xiaotian sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed a star divine fruit, and activated the Ancient Shilong Jue.
Suddenly, the Star Divine Fruit turned into a rolling torrent, and under the operation of Shilong Jue, it continued to transform into Yang Xiaotian's Divine Sea True Essence.
time flies.
The months passed by in the blink of an eye.
Yang Xiaotian completely refined the eleven star fruits.
And Yang Xiaotian's strength improved by leaps and bounds, breaking through from the sixth level of the Imperial Realm to the early stage of the ninth level of the Imperial Realm.
However, he is not in a hurry to trigger the disaster of fate, but continues to refine the Divine Stone of Destiny and continuously consolidate his own divine sea and world.
After refining all the divine stones of destiny, Yang Xiaotian's divine sea and world were solid to an astonishing degree.
Only then did Yang Xiaotian trigger the seventh, eighth or even ninth Hunyuan fate disaster.
Yang Xiaotian was brutally tortured by three rounds of ten-level Hunyuan Destiny Tribulation Thunder in a row. Fortunately, his eternal divine body was strong enough. Fortunately, his swallowing of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water over the years was not in vain.
Otherwise, it might really die.
Now, the nine Hunyuan Destinies are suspended above Yang Xiaotian's head. The vast Hunyuan power covers a hundred thousand miles in radius, crushing everything and destroying everything. Not to mention the seventh and eighth levels of the Holy Realm, even the ninth level of the Holy Realm will be crushed directly. burst.
"Nine." Yang Xiaotian looked at the nine suspended Hunyuan Destinies, and there was only one left, which was ten.
How powerful are the ten Hunyuan Destinies?
It is estimated that even the tenth level of the Holy Realm cannot block the blow of the ten Hunyuan Destinies.
If he cultivated the fifteen Hunyuan Destinies and the Destiny Divine Body was first formed, how terrifying would it be!
Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but look forward to it.
After swallowing a mouthful of the Sixth Level Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water and recovering from his injuries, Yang Xiaotian flew towards the ruins of the Underworld Demon Sect.
Next, he will use the Death Tree to practice the underworld magic skill, and first upgrade the underworld magic skill to the tenth level.
