At this moment, there was a loud bang, and I saw a figure being blasted to the ground, smashing countless buildings in the Central Holy City to pieces.

When the Ancestor of the Phaseless Divine Sect saw it, he was even more shocked when he saw that it was the wish of the Divine Ancestor.

Divine Ancestor Ten Thousand Wishes, this is the master of the Central Holy Dynasty second only to the Silver Dragon King!

But now, the Divine Ancestor was lying on the ground, his whole body armor covered with countless sword marks, as if he had been cut into countless pieces by a thousand swords.

Immediately after, the Phaseless God Sect Ancestor saw that Yang Kun's whole body turned into a sword dragon and stabbed straight down from the sky.

Bang!

The Divine Ancestor was directly hit by the stegosaurus transformed by Yang Kun.

"Grandpa!" the Central Saint Emperor Wanzang shouted angrily.

At this time, Yang Kun Huo Ran turned his head and stared at the Central Holy Emperor Wanzang.

Wanzang's face changed greatly, and he was about to panic and retreat, when Yang Kun's figure flashed, and he had already come to him.

"Protect His Majesty the Holy Emperor!" countless guards from the Central Holy Dynasty rushed over.

With a wave of his hands, countless sword qi flew out, turning into a sword formation, like a violent rain, constantly blasting away the guards of the Central Holy Dynasty.

Just as the Central Holy Dynasty guards were pouring over, the long sword in Yang Kun's hand penetrated directly into the throat of the Central Holy Emperor Wanzang.

The Central Holy Emperor Wanzang only felt a pain in his throat, froze there, looked at Yang Kun deadly, and said with difficulty: "Why?"

When he was young, he once asked Yang Kun for advice on the formation, he became the Holy Empress, as long as Yang Kun was in the Central Formation Mage General Guild, he would bring good things to "honor" Yang Kun.

Yang Kun shook his head and sighed: "Your Central Holy Dynasty shouldn't offend adults, offending adults, no matter who it is, it's a capital offense!"

My lord?

The Central Saint Emperor Wanzang couldn't help but look at the white figure in the distance.

He stared at Yang Kun and said intermittently: "Could it be that the rumors are all true?"

It means that Ye Wuchen is the rumor that the Lord of Jiuzhou was reincarnated.

Yang Kun didn't answer, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the head of the Central Holy Emperor Wanzang fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor!" the countless masters of the Central Holy Dynasty cried out in tears and shouted.

The young saint Wan Changqing, who was hiding in the shadows, looked at the head of the Central Saint Emperor Wan Zang rolling to the ground in disbelief, only to feel that the sky had collapsed.

"Father, father!" he clenched his fists, and looked at Yang Kun and Ye Wuchen with hatred in his eyes.

"Shaosheng, let's run away first. The Saint Ancestor Ten Masters beside Young Saint Wan Changqing panicked in his heart and persuaded.

Anyone can see that the current situation is not favorable to the Central Pilgrimage.

Although the Central Holy Dynasty controls most of the forces in the Central Continent, these forces are all over the Central Continent, and their forces are scattered, and the power of the major legions that are now guarding the Central Holy Palace cannot resist the Heavenly Demon Clan, the Dragon Family, the Bai Family, and the Ice and Snow Divine Palace.

Moreover, even the Lord of the Silver Dragon King, the Divine Ancestor Ten Thousand Wishes, were completely suppressed by the other party.

The Central Sacred Palace can't last long.

If you don't leave at this time, you won't be able to leave later.

Shaosheng Wan Changqing's face was cloudy, obviously hesitating.

"Young Sage, don't hesitate, let's flee first, and later, it's not too late to find a chance to take revenge, with your talent Young Sage, as long as you enter the Holy Land, you can completely worship in the Temple of the Gods, the Holy King Pavilion and be reused!"

Young Saint Wan Changqing looked up to the sky and sighed, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were murderous: "Okay, let's leave now!" After speaking, under the cover of the Ten Masters of the Holy Ancestor, he quietly left incognito.

Just as the young saint Wan Changqing escaped from the Central Holy City, he suddenly heard a heaven-shaking dragon roar, and the dragon roar was mixed with a miserable scream.

Wan Changqing's face turned pale, this dragon roared miserably, it was clearly the Silver Dragon King's.

Suddenly, a deep fear and despair surged in his heart.

"Young Sage, let's go quickly!" the Saint Ancestor Ten Folds Master urged.

"Let's go, where are you going to flee?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and the two of them were startled, and when they looked, they saw a large number of masters of the Long family and the Bai family gushing out in front of them, blocking the two of them from going to the road.

Shaosheng Wan Changqing couldn't help but panic in his heart.

"Let me tell you, today, in the Central Holy City, none of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Families can escape!" a Long Family Ancestor sneered: "Wan Changqing, you might as well accept your fate." ”

Wan Changqing retreated, glaring at the Long family, the master of the Bai family: "You, you dare to kill me?!"

"If it was before, of course I wouldn't dare, but now!" A Bai family master's eyes were cold, and the big knife in his hand waved out.

The Saint Ancestor Tenfold Master wanted to make a move, but the Long Family, the Bai Family, and the other masters rushed forward and blasted the Saint Ancestor Tenfold Master away.

Wan Changqing roared angrily, the dragon qi of his whole body was churning, and the twin superior divine bodies urged with all their might, and the white dragon and the five-clawed golden dragon were entangled, but as soon as he urged the twin divine bodies, the big knife of the Bai family master instantly cut the white dragon and the five-clawed golden dragon apart, and then, the big knife did not stagnate, and fell down.

Wan Changqing let out a muffled scream, and when everyone looked, they saw an astonishing knife cut from the top of his head to the bottom of his stomach, and then, Wan Changqing's whole person burst open and split into two halves.

He wanted to escape, and the Bai family master cut it in half with a knife.

A generation of young saints, there is a posture beyond the gods, but so far he died!

Everyone looked at Wan Changqing's body that was cut in half, and their hearts were complicated.

Who would have imagined that a year ago, Wan Changqing, who was still full of scenery, would now die tragically outside the gate of the Central Holy City.

In another place, the masters of Prince Gong's Mansion were also escaping from the Central Holy City and trying to escape, but they were also stopped by the masters of the Long family and the Bai family.

In the Long family, under the siege and killing of the masters of the Bai family, soon, Prince Gong was covered in blood.

"You guys take the little prince and leave!" Prince Gong yelled at his opponents.

"No, father!" the little prince Wan Long's eyes were full of fear and sorrow.

"Quick!" Prince Gong yelled at his subordinates.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was slashed in the back by the Bai family master, and his entire right arm was cut off.

"Father!" Bandung exclaimed.

Prince Gong Huo Ran turned his head, and the long sword in his hand swung back, bringing up a sword shadow, but all of them were blocked by the Bai family masters.

"This time, if our Central Holy Dynasty is undefeated, I will destroy your Bai family and Long family!" Prince Gong glared at the Bai family master: "When the time comes, I will kill all your men and sell all your women to Qinglou!"

The master of the Bai family shook his head: "It's a pity, your Central Holy Dynasty will be destroyed today!" After speaking, he joined forces with another master of the Bai family, and soon, he cut off Prince Gong's head.

Prince Gong, as the younger brother of the Central Holy Emperor Wanzang, has extraordinary strength and is a master of the Divine Spirit Realm, but unfortunately, he was beheaded in the end.

The little prince Wan Long screamed and wanted to rush over, but he was also cut off by a master of the Bai family.

Such a scene is constantly being played out inside and outside the Central Holy City, and one by one the disciples of ten thousand families are either beheaded or captured.