However, Hongmeng's holy power instantly overwhelmed the three great gods of the Shenlong clan.
Then came the Phoenix Clan, the Celestial Demon Clan, the Celestial Sword Clan, and the Supreme Chen Family.
Three thousand gods are constantly being submerged.
One after another, the gods were blown away by the Hongmeng Holy Power and the Hunyuan Time.
Previously, three thousand gods descended on the martial arts field like rain and surrounded and killed Yang Xiaotian. But now, three thousand gods rained down on the martial arts field like locusts.
The martial arts arena was constantly vibrating.
Boom boom boom boom!
A regular and dense sound resounded in the ears of billions of powerful men.
When the powerful members of the Divine Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Heavenly Demon Clan fell to the ground, everyone looked and saw that all the gods that were hit continued to wither and age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person seemed to be eaten by the power of time. All the vitality, qi and blood in the whole body.
Lost!
Among the three thousand gods, no one can stop Yang Xiaotian's power.
Except for some three-level gods who escaped, the rest were all injured by the Hongmeng Holy Power and the power of Hunyuan Time.
Yang Xiaotian glanced at everyone coldly.
In fact, although the number of three thousand gods is large, they come from various major families and sects. They are just a mob. Their power is not condensed together, but scattered in all directions. It is for this reason that they cannot resist his Hongmeng Holy Power. and Hunyuan time.
Otherwise, it would not be easy for him to defeat everyone.
The scene was quiet.
The billions of powerful people looked at the scene in front of them and were shocked beyond words.
Even three thousand gods have been defeated. Who else is the opponent of the descendant of the founder of Huangquan, who is below the fourth level of gods?
Just when everyone was silent, suddenly, a sword god flew down from the throne and landed in front of Yang Xiaotian.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the person coming out.
"The Bone Sword God!"
It was the Bone Sword God who came out.
The ancestor of the White Bone Sword God is a member of the Underworld Demon Sect. It is said that the White Bone Sword God is also a member of the Underworld Demon Sect. Could it be that the White Bone Sword God wants to take action against the descendant of the Underworld Patriarch?
The White Bone Sword God looked at Yang Xiaotian in front of him, raised the White Bone Demon Sword in his hand, and let out a whimpering sound: "Boy, you are cruel by nature, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and harming the Ten Thousand Swords Continent. Today, I, the White Bone Sword God, will become the Ten Thousand Swords Continent." Get rid of harm!"
Hearing that the Bone Sword God was really going to kill Yang Xiaotian, the master of the Underworld Demon Sect, everyone's expressions were colorful.
Zhao Rong sneered.
In fact, the Bone Sword God had already surrendered to him.
It’s just that it’s not known to the outside world yet.
"Death!" The Bone Sword God suddenly swung his sword and killed Yang Xiaotian instantly.
The White Bone Sword God had already entered the tenth level of the gods many years ago. His strength was not comparable to the three thousand gods of the third and second levels of gods.
Everyone's hearts were tense. No matter how powerful Yang Xiaotian was, there was no way that a second-level Saint Realm could be a match for the Bone Sword God.
Seeing that the Bone Sword God was about to be chopped into pieces by Yang Xiaotian's sword energy, suddenly, a voice sounded as if from the Nine Nether Hell: "Those who deceive their masters and betray their ancestors, die!"
I saw a huge ghost palm suddenly falling from the void.
The power and speed of the ghost palm were beyond everyone's imagination. As soon as the Bone Sword God raised his head in surprise, the ghost palm had already hit the sky above his head.
The face of the White Bone Sword God changed greatly, and he ignored Yang Xiaotian. He swung the White Bone Sword upward crazily, and countless White Bone Sword Qi shot up into the sky.
A white bone giant flew out of the bone sword energy.
The strength of the White Bone Sword Qi made many kendo ancestors look shocked.
The White Bone Sword God is the forty-ninth one on the Sword God List, and his sword skills have reached an astonishing level. Many of the ancestors of the superpowers present thought that they would find it difficult to take this sword.
However, this bone sword energy, which was enough to destroy a sacred mountain, was instantly exploded by the ghost palm from high in the sky.
In front of this ghost palm, the White Bone Sword Qi seemed to be just a pile of vulnerable bones that had long since decayed.
Boom!
The White Bone Sword Qi and the White Bone Sword God himself were directly hit by the giant ghost.
Shot into the ground.
The ground was shaking, and waves of terror were rolling in.
Even the many sword gods sitting here were blown away as if they were about to fly away.
When everyone looked around, they saw that the Bone Sword God himself had been turned into a ball of flesh.
The surrounding ground has been stained red by the blood of the Bone Sword God.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and shocked. The majestic founder of the White Bone Demon Palace was actually slapped to death with just one palm?
This is the existence that ranks 49th on the Sword God List.
Many people looked at the Ghost King of Underworld. Just now, it was this old man who was so ill that he seemed to die at any time and killed the 49th ranked Sword God with one palm!
"He is the old monster who killed the Cold Dragon Sword God!" An ancestor suddenly exclaimed.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Many people have heard about the fact that the Cold Dragon Sword God had his soul extracted and then roasted into ashes.
In the midst of everyone's shock, the Underworld Ghost King and the Sky-shaking Sword God flew up behind Yang Xiaotian.
Old Man of Time, Nantian Sword God, and Titan Troll also came behind Yang Xiaotian.
"Did the Nantian Sword God and the Titan Trolls all surrender to this descendant of the Huangquan Patriarch?!" Many ancestors looked at each other.
However, Old Man Sui has been imprisoned on Jueming Island for 100,000 years and has not been born for 100,000 years, so few people recognize Old Man Sui.
"That's Old Man Time!" Finally, an extremely ancient old monster spoke.
"What, he is Old Man Sui, a disciple of the Goddess of Destiny!" Many people were moved and their eyes fell on Old Man Sui.
The goddess of destiny has an extremely high status in Wanjian Continent.
As the goddess of fate, Old Man Shui's status is naturally not low.
"Did Old Man Sui also surrender to the descendants of the founder of Huangquan?" An imperial ancestor was surprised.
Many people couldn't understand how someone with the status of Old Man of Time could surrender to the descendant of Huangquan Patriarch.
However, although some people recognized Old Man Sui, no one recognized the Underworld Ghost King and the Heaven-shaking Sword God. Even Zhao Rong, the master of boxing, and the Black and White Swordsmen could not see the background of the Underworld Ghost King and the Heaven-shaking Sword God.
When the Underworld Ghost King took action just now, he did not use the Underworld Purgatory Palm, just an ordinary ghost palm.
Even so, an ordinary ghost palm can kill the Bone Sword God with one palm.
Having reached the realm of the Underworld Ghost King, even a palm, a punch or a finger would not be something that the Bone Sword God or the Cold Dragon Sword God could withstand.
Everyone who was about to take action stopped when they saw the fate of the Bone Sword God and the old man.
There was silence again.
At this time, suddenly, a figure flashed, and Zhao Rong flew down from the No. 2 throne and came to Yang Xiaotian, followed by the Fist Ancestor, the Black and White Swords, the Sword God of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and the Sword God of the Four Seas all flew out. ap.
For a time, hundreds of thousands of masters from the Tongtian Divine Sect all gathered behind Zhao Rong.
"It's finally here!" Everyone had been guessing when Zhao Rong would take action.
Now Zhao Rong finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to take action.
Then, one after another, the ancestors of the sects led their disciples to fly down and landed behind Zhao Rong.
These are all masters and sects who have surrendered to Zhao Rong.
Suddenly, dozens of super sects gathered behind Zhao Rong.
Millions of people! And all of them are masters!
As for Yang Xiaotian's party, including Yang Xiaotian, there are only six people.
Zhao Rong glanced at the Nantian Sword God, Titan Troll, and Old Man of Time behind Yang Xiaotian, and said calmly: "There is no need for you to be buried with the descendants of the Huangquan Patriarch. I will give you a chance. If you step back now, you can survive!"
