Feeling the boundless power of the Lord of the Abyss, everyone was shocked.

"What kind of soul ring is this?!"

One by one, the ancient ancestors trembled.

Medicine God Feng Yiming looked at the boundless dark figure, but his whole body trembled, remembering the scene when he went deep into the soul beast forest to find the magic medicine, and then saw it.

"This is? The one in the abyss! Feng Yiming trembled.

The one in the abyss?

When the ancient ancestors heard this, they all thought of something, and they were all shocked: "Lord of the Abyss?!" ”

Lord of the Abyss!

The imperial capital was shocked.

This huge, boundless dark figure in front of him is the Lord of the Abyss!

Maybe it was too frightening, the imperial capital was silent, so no one said anything.

Yang Xiaotian summoned the Black Dragon Martial Soul and the Abyss Lord Soul Ring, and the divine light of his whole body soared, and his fists suddenly burst out.

Boom!

Like the Nine Heavens God Thunder beating drums, in the sound of space, the power of the Abyss's nearly two million years soul ring surged, and countless dead spirits and yin ghosts all blasted into nothingness.

Yang Xiaotian's fist power is rolling and swinging, as if it will never stop.

No matter how powerful the necromancer, even the most powerful the ghost king, they were all blown into powder by the power of the Lord of the Abyss.

Yang Xiaotian's fist power hit the edge of the imperial capital city wall until it stopped, and Yang Xiaotian broke through the air again, and blasted out another punch.

The fist power once again hit the edge of the imperial capital wall.

Others are fists to the flesh, but Yang Xiaotian is fists to the walls of the imperial capital.

The Black Dragon Martial Spirit was dark and boundless, but Yang Xiaotian's whole body was burning with golden light.

The power of the Lord of the Abyss continues to shake everyone.

On the walls of the imperial capital, many female disciples of the family saw their hearts swaying and couldn't help themselves.

"Yang Shen, you are so strong!" A female disciple couldn't help but scream when she was excited.

It's the young lady of the Yan family.

is also Yan Long's eldest sister.

"Yang Shen, thank you for protecting us!" A young lady from the Shen family also shouted excitedly.

Many family ladies shouted excitedly.

"Yang Shen, thank you!"

Some family ladies even shouted directly: "Yang Shen, I like you so much!" ”

"Yang Shen, I miss you every day, I think you go crazy!"

Looking at these dignified super family ladies screaming, many strong people were dumbfounded.

To everyone's surprise, the ancestors of the Yan family and the ancestors of the Shen family were all smiling and did not stop them.

Seeing Wan Shiwei roll his eyes, of course he understood that these old guys were calculating, and they were planning to rob him of his great-grandson and son-in-law.

Damn, I want to rob my great-grandson-in-law, but there is no door!

Yang Xiaotian's forehead was black, pretending not to hear the words of those family ladies, and the power of the Lord of the Abyss continued to urge, blasting in all directions, causing the earth to shake.

Previously, he urged the power of the Mixed Yuan Mandate and the Eternal Divine Body, and for a long time, those necromancers and Yin Ghosts were never less, but now under the power of the Lord of the Abyss, the Necromantic and Yin Demons around him have finally become fewer.

I have to say that the power of the Lord of the Abyss is powerful and invincible.

It's just that the voice of the ghost is very annoying, and it keeps blowing his side.

He turned his head and looked at the mountain where Yan Ping, the son of the god of the underworld, was.

At this glance, Yan Ping's heart was frightened.

Sure enough, Yang Xiaotian came to his side and killed him.

Yang Xiaotian punched one step at a time, and with each step, he stepped out for several miles, constantly approaching the peak where Yan Ping was.

Watching Yang Xiaotian kill with one punch at a time, Yan Ping, the corpse demons were all panicked in their hearts.

"My lord, let's leave first, shall we?" The Evil Buddha couldn't help but say to Yan Ping.

The injuries they were hit by Ding Ye last time haven't healed yet.

If I am bombarded by Ding Ye again this time, I am afraid that I will not even be able to get out of bed.

Yan Ping's face was cloudy, and his heart was angry, shameful, murderous, and unwilling.

However, no matter how unwilling he was, he also knew that with Yang Xiaotian here, there was no hope of destroying the Emperor Capital of the Ten Thousand Gods.

"Retreat!" Yan Ping's voice was gloomy to the extreme, and after speaking, he turned into a ray of light, hidden in the boundless ghost qi, and disappeared in place.

The corpse demons, blood demons, and evil Buddhas also breathed a sigh of relief, and fled with hidden breaths.

After Yan Ping and the others left, the voice of the ghost also disappeared.

Billions of necromantic and ghostly armies receded like a tide.

As soon as the Cangshenfu army arrived, they saw the necromancy and the Yin ghost army that were about to retreat, although they didn't know why, but the Cangshenfu army still fought hard to kill.

When the people of the Ten Thousand Gods Emperor saw the army of dead spirits and yin ghosts retreating, they also took advantage of the victory to pursue.

On the ground, countless corpses of necromancy and ghosts were left behind.

Eventually, the army of necromancers and ghosts vanished from the sky.

"Brother!" When Yang Xiaotian was breathing a sigh of relief, the fragrance was fragrant, and she saw Yang Ling'er, the little girl, running over with a happy face, she looked at Yang Xiaotian, full of admiration: "Brother, you are too good." ”

Yang Xiaotian smiled: "It's okay if you're fine." ”

At this time, Wan Guangfeng, Wan Shiwei, and Medicine God Feng Yiming also came over.

Yang Xiaotian stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "I've seen the emperor and the two seniors." ”

Wan Guangfeng, the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Gods, shook his hand hurriedly and said, "If Yang Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, you can call me uncle in the future." ”

Uncle?

When Yang Ling'er heard this, she squeezed her brows at her brother with a smile.

Yang Xiaotian glared at the little girl, a small ghost.

So, under the greeting of everyone, Yang Xiaotian and the army of Cangshen Mansion entered the capital of the Ten Thousand Gods.

Although Wan Guangfeng and Wan Shiwei were warmly invited, Yang Xiaotian still returned to the Mansion of the Gods, the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Gods had just been attacked by the army of necromancers and Yin ghosts, and he wanted to be by his family's side.

Yang Xiaotian introduced the dark dragon to the Tongxin Demon Ape, Azure Thunder Python and others.

When the Tongxin Demon Ape and the others learned that the old man wearing a mask in front of them was actually the invincible powerhouse Dark Dragon hundreds of thousands of years ago, they were all surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

In the following days, Yang Xiaotian accompanied his family in the Mansion of the Gods.

Occasionally, Princess Wanning and Zeng Qianqian would also come to the Mansion of the Gods to visit the Yang family.

After the two girls came more, they became acquainted with Yang Ling'er, and every time, Yang Ling'er pulled the two girls to chatter non-stop.

In addition to Princess Wanning and Zeng Qianqian, the head of the Yan family and the head of the Shen family also brought their daughters to visit Yang Xiaotian, and they came to visit every day, and Yang Xiaotian finally simply said that he had retreated and cultivated.

Yang Xiaotian was indeed busy refining the Heavenly Destiny Divine Stone.

The thirty-seven Heavenly Mandate Divine Stones rewarded by the Divine Mansion Competition this time were enough for him to consolidate the Shenhai Heaven and Earth.

And Yang Xiaotian's cultivation of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mandate, the possession of the Supreme King Martial Soul and the Abyssal Lord Soul Ring, also spread throughout the Cangshen Continent, and the Cangshen Continent was shocked by the world.

Countless sects and disciples of countless families in the Cangshen Continent worship Yang Xiaotian even more, and many disciples even travel thousands of miles to come to the Emperor Capital of the Ten Thousand Gods, just to meet Yang Xiaotian.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Yang Xiaotian had finally completely refined the thirty-seven Heavenly Mandate Divine Stones, and his Divine Sea Heaven and Earth had been tamped to an astonishing level.

"Finally able to carry the second Mixed Yuan Destiny!"

However, in the imperial capital, the catastrophe of the fate of the mixed yuan was too big, so that night, Yang Xiaotian secretly left the imperial capital and came to the barren mountains and wilderness far enough away from the imperial capital.