When Yang Xiaotian urged the power of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Destiny, the light of the Destiny Divine Tree vibrate.

Seeing that there was movement in the Destiny Divine Tree, Yang Xiaotian was overjoyed and urged the power of the two Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mandates.

Suddenly, the light of the Destiny Divine Tree vibrated more and more intensely.

Yang Xiaotian immediately urged the three Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mandates.

The Divine Tree of Destiny skyrocketed.

Yang Xiaotian urged the fourth, fifth, and finally, all the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mandates.

The Divine Tree of Destiny shone brightly into the sky, and the mystical rays of fate spread like waves. Look at the book

Immediately afterward, the ground around the Divine Tree of Destiny shook, and then, it began to crumble continuously, and the Divine Tree of Destiny began to rise slowly.

Under the continuous infusion of Yang Xiaotian's Nine Mixed Yuan Heavenly Destiny power, in the end, all the Destiny Divine Trees flew out, standing high in the air, and the surging Destiny Power roared, filling the entire space.

Under the traction of Yang Xiaotian's Mixed Yuan Destiny Force, the Destiny Divine Tree stood high in the sky, and the power of fate was like a waterfall, falling towards Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian ran the Beginning Dragon Technique, devouring the power of fate, and suddenly, the power of fate continued to pour into his body.

"When you have the Heavenly Mandate Divine Body in the future, you can cultivate the Destiny Divine Skill of the Goddess of Fate." Ding Ye said.

"Destiny!" Yang Xiaotian's heart perked.

"Not bad." Ding Ye said, "If you have the Destiny Divine Skill, and then cooperate with the Destiny Divine Tree to cultivate, your Heavenly Destiny Divine Body will be greatly improved."

"The Divine Skill of Destiny should be in the Goddess Palace."

Yang Xiaotian suddenly wilted.

If he wants to enter the Goddess Palace, he must have an eternal god body, and he can't enter the Goddess Palace at all now.

"However, the goddess of fate has a disciple named Old Man, and he will also have the magic of fate." Ding Ye said.

"Old man!" Yang Xiaotian said.

Therefore, after going out, he had to inquire about the whereabouts of the old man.

Yang Xiaotian put the Divine Tree of Destiny into the medicine tripod, searched around this space, but could not find an exit, and finally had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground to cultivate.

As soon as the three days of the Temple of Destiny opened, everyone in the Temple of Destiny would be sent out of the Temple of Destiny, and now he could only wait slowly.

Time passes.

The three-day time has finally arrived.

Yang Xiaotian only felt that an astonishing space devouring force enveloped him, and for a while, the sky swirled, and the scenery changed, and he had already come outside the Temple of Destiny.

Looking at the blue sky and clear water of the boundless sea outside, Yang Xiaotian was like a world away.

He didn't stay, and quickly broke through the air.

Now, he had to find a place where he had refined all the Destiny Divine Fruits and all the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Destiny Divine Stones.

Not long after Yang Xiaotian left, the Sun Moon Saint King, the Hanging Sword God and others were also sent out by the Temple of Destiny one by one.

The Sun Moon Saint King glanced at the crowd, his face gloomy: "Pass the order, and reward the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch!" Those who discover the descendants of the Huangquan Patriarch will be rewarded with 100 billion!"

"Capture the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch or kill the descendants of the Huangquan Patriarch, and reward 200 billion!"

"In addition, inform the world that the Divine Tree of Destiny is on the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch."

The Divine Tree of Destiny is on the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch, once the news spreads, everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Continent will rise up and kill them, and at that time, the world is so big, there will be no hiding place for the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch!

It's hard for this Huangquan patriarch to die if he doesn't want to!

What's more, to kill the heirs of the Huangquan patriarch, there are still 200 billion to take.

"Brother Saint King, perhaps, we can recruit him." The Hanging Sword God groaned.

The Sun Moon Saint King shook his head: "How can this kind of ancient demonic genius be subservient to others, if he kills the core disciples of my sect, it is even more impossible for him to take refuge in our Tongtian God Sect!"

Soon, the bounty of the Heavenly God Cult spread.

The powerhouses of the major forces in the Ten Thousand Swords Continent shook.

Almost the day the news spread, the entire Ten Thousand Swords Continent began to search for Yang Xiaotian's whereabouts.

As the Sun and Moon Holy King thought, no one is not unmoved by the Divine Tree of Destiny, plus killing Yang Xiaotian, there is still a reward of 200 billion yuan

, which is enough to drive many people crazy.

The night was quiet, and at this time, it was already winter, and the night was cold.

In the howling cold wind, a figure flew over the wilderness, it was Yang Xiaotian.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian stopped and said, "Your Excellency has been following you for so long, don't you plan to come out?"

As soon as Yang Xiaotian's words fell, he saw the dark light surging in front of him like a sea, and a huge figure walked out of the sea of darkness.

The other party seemed to be a supreme demon from the dark world, the boundless demonic aura was rolling, and the terrifying aura enveloped the heavens and the earth, blocking all the space around Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian's eyes froze.

The main body of the Macaric Demon Ape is huge, but the dark demon in front of him is even bigger, much bigger than the Macaric Demon Ape.

Moreover, the strength of the other party's dark demonic aura is the only one Yang Xiaotian has seen in his life.

Seeing the person coming, Yang Xiaotian had already guessed the identity of the other party, and said, "Titan Troll!"

The person who came was none other than the demon of the Ten Thousand Swords Continent and the titan troll of the god of ten thousand demons.

The Titan Troll made the powerhouses of all parties in the Ten Thousand Swords Continent unchangeable.

The grandfather of the Thai Troll, he is one of the four strongest demons under the throne of the Yellow Springs Patriarch.

"Boy, you are the heir of the Huangquan Patriarch!" The Titan Troll stood there, his blood-red eyes looking down at Yang Xiaotian, and his voice shook the surrounding space for hundreds of miles.

"Not bad." Yang Xiaotian said calmly.

"For the sake of you being the heir of the Huangquan Patriarch, hand over the Huangquan Ring, the Huangquan Divine Skill and the Destiny Divine Tree, I can spare you from dying!" The Titan Troll spoke.

When Yang Xiaotian heard this, the Yellow Spring Ring appeared, and at the same time urged the Ten Yellow Springs Divine Skill.

Suddenly, the Yellow Spring Divine Armor covered the whole body, and the surging Yellow Spring Qi wrapped around it, turning into a Yellow Spring Enchantment.

"The tenth level of Huangquan Divine Skill!" The Titan Troll was taken aback, obviously not expecting that Yang Xiaotian had already cultivated the Huangquan Divine Skill to the tenth level.

How difficult it was to practice a supreme demonic skill like the Huangquan Divine Skill, he knew that even if he didn't have hundreds of years, it would be impossible for him to cultivate the Huangquan Divine Skill to the tenth level.

But how old is Yang Xiaotian!

"As a descendant of the Huangquan Demon Sect, you should know what the tenth level of the Huangquan Divine Skill means!" Yang Xiaotian said indifferently: "When you see me, you should see Huangquan Patriarch, and you should bow three times and bow nine times."

Hearing this, the Titan Troll sneered, "Although you have cultivated the Huangquan Divine Skill to the tenth level, do you think you have the strength to lead the Huangquan Demon Gate?"

Speaking of this, he then said, "If you can withstand my three palms without dying, I will recognize your identity as the master of the Yellow Spring Demon Gate, follow you, serve you, and serve the Yellow Spring Demon Gate!"

In his opinion, let alone three palms, he is just a finger, and a random blow can kill Yang Xiaotian a hundred times.

"Let's do it." Yang Xiaotian said.

The Titan Troll was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Yang Xiaotian to really have to bear his three palms.

He looked at Yang Xiaotian suspiciously, and said in a deep voice, "Since you insist on looking for death, then it's no wonder that I'm not going to blame." Speaking of this, he raised his giant palm and slapped it down towards Yang Xiaotian.