Tianxuan Holy Land, the main hall.

The tension was tense, and the atmosphere was exceptionally cold.

In the battle of the Ancient Forbidden Land, countless disciples of the Tianxuan Holy Land died tragically, except for a small part left by the previous Holy Lord who was responsible for guarding Ming Xiaoyang, only a few of the remaining people fled back.

Originally, including these disciples, they all thought that there was no reason for the Tianxuan Holy Land to survive.

Ming Xiaoyang, the son of Tianxuan Holy Land, who has always been regarded as the shame of Tianxuan Holy Land, is actually deeply hidden, even slaying the powerful king, and even holding an Extreme Dao Emperor soldier in his hand, successfully stabilizing the crumbling foundation of Tianxuan Holy Land.

Tianxuan Holy Land, near death.

However, after rejoicing, these surviving Tianxuan disciples also had strong doubts about the Holy Son on the throne.

It is suspected that he deliberately wants everyone to go to the forbidden land to die, so as to achieve his personal glory!

Swish!

The old madman clenched his iron fists and stared at Ming Xiaoyang intently, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a murderous aura that could not be dispersed.

Wei Yi stood on one side, not saying a word, but looking at his expression, he obviously supported his senior brother!

Ming Xiaoyang sat on the throne, his right hand touched the armrest of the dragon head on his side, his eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Two senior uncles, are you doubting now, I know what the consequences of attacking the Ancient Forbidden Land will be, but I am sending everyone to death before my eyes?"

After being silent for a long time, Ming Xiaoyang said in a low voice.

"Isn't it?" The old madman said in a cold tone.

"Of course......" Ming Xiaoyang deliberately elongated his tone, "Yes." ”

"Absolutely." Facing the pressure of two of Tianxuan's three masters, Ming Xiaoyang unceremoniously admitted it.

"You're right, that's what I thought."

"For me, the only value of the Tianxuan Holy Land is for me to test whether I can turn the tide! Other than that, there is no other use! ”

After speaking, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Ming Xiaoyang's mouth.

Bang!

The speculation in his heart was confirmed, and the old madman and Wei Yi were completely enraged, and the mana in their bodies flowed, and there was a thunderous roar.

Although I had already predicted it in my heart, when it was really affirmed, the two brothers still couldn't accept it!

"You traitor!" A roar from hell rang out, and the old madman couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch out of the way.

Six reincarnation fists!

The terrifying light mist condensed into the fist, making the void tremble, lightning and thunder, and it went straight to the door of Ming Xiaoyang.

Everything ceased to exist, all the light was extinguished, and in a moment it was nothing, and everything was gone.

This is absolute power, breaking all obstacles!

The long-lost Six Reincarnation Fists are so powerful that they are earth-shattering, and they are blasted out with one punch, and the absolute power turns.

The old madman's punch has already surpassed the Immortal Two Slash Dao and entered the realm of the Three Immortal Kings!

Eight forbidden realms!

The head of the three heroes of Tianxuan is by no means an idle person, with the help of the supreme secret technique of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, he can be compared to a king of the Dao Slash.

Swish!

Brilliant brilliance shot out from Ming Xiaoyang's eyes, and Tianxin was running at full strength in an instant, deducing the six reincarnation fist techniques.

Externally, in the eyes of Wei Yi and the old madman, this traitor who betrayed his master and deceived his ancestors seemed to be willing to die!

Bang!

The Divine Fist was only less than an inch away from Ming Xiaoyang, and it could bombard him on Sendai and kill him.

At this time, Ming Xiaoyang finally moved.

A finger that was so white and moving that he couldn't even find a callouse stood up in front of the old madman's iron fist.

If the old madman's Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist is enough for any existence of the same level to re-enter the reincarnation, then this finger of Ming Xiaoyang is the mainstay of the Optimus Pillar!

In the midst of lightning, the destructive power of the six reincarnation fists was completely dissolved, and it was impossible to move forward.

"Uncle Shi, you are not my opponent yet!" Ming Xiaoyang said lightly, "Take me too!" ”

Swish!

Before the words fell, his empty left hand turned into a dragon claw that crushed down overwhelmingly, firmly sealing the old madman's shoulder.

From the five fingers, a series of sharp blades of light shot out, cutting through the void.

Nine Yin Divine Claws!

The same Nine Yin Divine Claw, now unleashed, is no longer the same as it was back then.

Under the sublimation of the experience and wisdom accumulated by Ming Xiaoyang for countless years, the power of the Nine Yin Divine Claws is so great that it is almost the incarnation of gods and demons.

Standing aside, Wei Yi, who did not make a move, looked at the Holy Son in front of him, and when he loomed, he shuddered when he saw a terrifying demon shadow merging with it.

Could this be the god and demon battle body?

The combat power is strong, invincible at the same level!

Rumble!

Facing the Nine Yin Divine Claw bombarded by Ming Xiaoyang on the throne, the old madman's clear eyes blinked, and in the depths of his extremely sharp eyes, there was no calm.

The body flashed, and in an instant, the fists blasted out countless times, aiming at the Nine Yin Divine Claws that were overwhelming Ming Xiaoyang.

The fists and claws intersected, and each other failed to restrain all their strength, and the terrifying power swept through the entire hall, causing the hall to shake.

If it weren't for the fact that the main hall was arranged with a saint-level formation left over from the first generation of ancestors, then this move alone would be enough to raze the main hall to the ground.

"Hey, old ghost." Under the bombardment of the Six Reincarnation Fists, Ming Xiaoyang's blow to the Nine Yin Divine Claw was in vain, but he was not angry at all, just smacked his lips and said, "Are you crazy?" The Tianxuan Holy Land has become like this, and you still want to fight with me? ”

"Could it be that the huge Tianxuan Holy Land is not as good as the hatred in your heart?"

"The rebuilt Tianxuan Holy Land is yours alone, not ours." The old madman was full of black hair dancing, and his killing intent was extremely firm, "Today, even if I die together, I will kill you, a traitor who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors!" ”

The destruction of the Tianxuan Holy Land can be said to be self-inflicted.

But the hatred in the heart must eventually find a way to vent. There is no doubt that Ming Xiaoyang is the best choice!

Therefore, the old madman counted all the accounts on his head in one fell swoop, and was eager to kill him.

stepped out of Tianxuan's footwork, the figure was full of phantoms, and an iron fist was struck, covering the sky and the sun, blocking Ming Xiaoyang's body.

Suddenly, Ming Xiaoyang was submerged in a fist shadow.

Whoa!

In front of an existence that is infinitely close to the Immortal Three Slashing Dao and even touches the legendary Eight Forbidden Realms, Ming Xiaoyang is as immobile as a mountain and at ease.

A hand flicked in front of him, and endless pure aura gathered and stared in front of him.

The third form of the Emperor's Thirteenth Style: The Divine Dragon asks about reincarnation!

Whew!

A crisp dragon roar sounded, and six vivid, terrifying, scaly and clawed dragons appeared.

Connected from end to end, it turns into a six-way reincarnation disc that exudes the meaning of reincarnation, and faces the supreme fist method of this world - the six reincarnation fists!