The heavens and the earth shook.

Everyone looked at this huge, golden destiny in shock.

"What kind of destiny is this?!" Many disciples were shocked and incredible.

Just when everyone was shocked, suddenly, a huge, incomparably golden destiny flew out again.

The same is 12,960 miles!

The two Heavenly Mandates coiled high in the sky, illuminating all corners of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect.

Du Mei looked at the two heavenly mandates that were huge and incomparably high in the sky, felt the terrifying and abnormal power, her pretty face changed greatly, and she thought of a legend that she had often heard recently, and trembled: "Mixed Yuan Destiny! It's the Mixed Yuan Destiny!"

She looked at Yang Xiaotian and said in shock, "You are the Three Thousand Emperor Yang God!"

"What, Three Thousand Emperor Yang God!"

"Young Master Yang!"

All the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect looked at Yang Xiaotian in shock.

Even the Saint Realm elder who made a move on Yang Xiaotian was taken aback, my mother! This lord is the god of the Three Thousand Emperor Yang?!

Now in the Cangshen Continent, no one knows the Three Thousand Emperor Yang God, and no one knows the Three Thousand Emperor Yang God!

You can not know the name of the lord of the Cangshen Mansion, but you can't know the name of the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen Gongzi, if you don't know, you will be ridiculed by others!

This is the influence and prestige of the Three Thousand Emperor Yang God.

Just when everyone was shocked, suddenly, the dark light surging all over Yang Xiaotian's body, and the Supreme King Dark Golden Flame Dragon flew out, and an aura like an abyss and a hell enveloped the heavens and the earth.

The figure of the Lord of the Abyss, which was so vast that it was boundless, appeared in front of everyone.

Under the aura of the Lord of the Abyss, all the masters of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect sat on the ground.

Yang Xiaotian threw a punch at the Saint Realm Elder.

The Lord of the Abyss, the two Mixed Element Mandates, and the power of the Eternal Divine Body roared out in unison.

Bang!

The Saint Realm Elder's long sword was shattered inch by inch.

His whole body was like being hit by a terrifying force, and he was blasted backwards like a meteor, smashing countless mountains away.

Countless palaces have collapsed.

The Lord of the Abyss, the power of the two Mixed Element Heavenly Mandates, and the Eternal Divine Body, has been blasting towards the end of the sky.

Everywhere you go, everything turns into powder, everything turns into the sand of time.

One punch!

A strong man in the Holy Realm was blown away! I don't know life and death!

The boundless power made all the powerhouses of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect gasp.

Everyone looked at the Dark Golden Flame Dragon and the Abyss Lord Soul Ring in horror.

"The Supreme King!"

"Million Year Soul Ring!"

Mixed Destiny!

Eternal Godbody!

Supreme King Martial Soul!

Million-Year Soul Ring!

Everything is a myth!

And all these myths come from the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him, the three thousand emperor Yang God!

Everyone was blown away.

Even Yao Penghui, who fought with the dark dragon, could not hide the surprise on his face.

Even if it is a powerful existence, it will be terrified when it sees the Lord of the Abyss of the Million-Year Soul Ring.

There is no way, the power of the Lord of the Abyss has shrouded the Cangshen Continent for more than a million years.

Even if it is a bear, in the face of an existence like the Lord of the Abyss, it must retreat.

Knowing that the young man in front of him was the Three Thousand Emperor Yang Shen, Yao Penghui had no intention of fighting again, so he wanted to flee.

At this moment, suddenly, there was another loud bang that shook the sky.

Then, a loud shout rang out: "I'm waiting to come to help Yang Shengongzi!"

Everyone looked and saw that Deng Feng, the strongest ancestor of the Yin Wind Sect, led the Yin Wind Sect army to arrive!

This time, almost all the masters of the Yin Wind Sect poured out.

The army is huge, and I am afraid that there are tens of millions!

When the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect saw the Yin Wind Sect army pouring out, they were even more frightened and turned pale and bloodless.

Yao Penghui saw that even Deng Feng was coming, and he was even more frightened and fled.

However, how could the dark dragon give him a chance to escape, and the dark power of his whole body stretched out like a giant umbrella, completely enveloping Yao Penghui in it.

In the dark world, the strength of the dark dragon soared again, and its fists burst out, constantly bombarding Yao Penghui and retreating.

At this moment, suddenly, several figures of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect flew out of the sky and stabbed Yang Xiaotian in unison.

These figures are the Ten Ancestors of the Holy Realm under Yao Penghui's seat.

No matter how strong Yang Xiaotian's combat power is, with the strength of his Emperor Realm Double Realm, he cannot be the opponent of the Ten Ancestors of the Holy Realm.

Seeing that those Saint Realm Ten Ancestors were about to hit Yang Xiaotian, suddenly, there was a shock, and the two iron chains turned into meteors, which exploded in an instant.

The person who made the shot was none other than the Macaric Demon Ape.

I saw that the Yin Wind Sect and the Tongxin Demon Ape had already blasted open the Great Array of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect and poured in like a tide.

"Childe, are you alright?" The Psychic Demon Ape came to Yang Xiaotian.

"It's fine." Yang Xiaotian shook his head.

"I've seen Childe." Deng Feng and the Yin Feng Sect Ancient Ancestors came to Yang Xiaotian and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I'm too late, Gongzi forgives my sins."

"No need to be polite." Yang Xiaotian shook his hand and said, "You have come just in time, control all the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect who are related to Yao Penghui, and if you dare to resist, kill them!"

Yang Xiaotian's words made the faces of all the masters under Yao Penghui change greatly.

Suddenly, all the masters of the Yin Wind Sect rushed forward.

"Yang Xiaotian, don't go too far!" The Hundred Flowers Sword God stood up and looked angrily: "This is the matter of my Hundred Flowers God Sect, and it is not your turn to interfere with the Yin Wind Sect!"

"Your Hundred Flowers Divine Sect's business?" Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold: "Yao Penghui took refuge in the Immortal God of Death, as the sect master of the Hundred Flowers God Sect, not only did you not care, but instead aided the abuse, you can't escape the blame!"

The face of the Hundred Flowers Sword God was red and white.

"You said that our ancestors took refuge in the Immortal Reaper, is there any evidence?" Yao Penghui sat down and said angrily.

"Evidence?" Yang Xiaotian sneered, "He has cultivated the Ancient Divine Dragon Technique, which is the evidence! Because, the primeval dragon recipe was given to him by the Immortal Death God and the Corpse Demon."

"Yang Xiaotian, you are spewing blood!" Yao Penghui was still making a final struggle, and said angrily, "This Ancient Dragon Secret was obtained by me from a Cave Mansion of the Ancient Dragon Clan's powerhouse."

"Yes." Yang Xiaotian was noncommittal.

Although Yao Penghui's strength is strong, he is still far behind the Dark Dragon, the strongest person in the Futu Empire in ancient times.

Eventually, he was captured by the Dark Dragon.

At the same time, all the disciples related to Yao Penghui were also captured by the Yin Wind Sect.

"Yang Xiaotian, you dare to kill me?!" Yao Penghui laughed angrily: "I am the elder of the Patriarch Pavilion of Cangshen Mansion, you dare to kill me?"

Cangshen Mansion formed a Patriarchal Pavilion, and Yao Penghui was one of the patriarchs of Cangshen Mansion.

According to the regulations of the Cangshen Mansion, only the Cangxiong, the Cangshen Mansion Master and the Four Gods are qualified to dispose of the elders of the Elder Pavilion.

"Don't dare to kill you?" Yang Xiaotian walked towards Yao Penghui.

Yao Penghui laughed wildly: "Yes, only Lord Cangxiong, the Mansion Master and the Four Gods can dispose of me!"

"Yes." Yang Xiaotian's face was calm, and he suddenly had an extra divine sword in his hand.

When this divine sword appeared, whether it was Yao Penghui, the Goddess of Hundred Flowers, or Deng Feng, the strongest ancestor of the Yin Wind Sect, all had a great change in their faces.

"Sword of the Gods!"