When the giant clutches of the Titan Troll slapped down, the monstrous magic power was like a black giant sea in the last days, blasting down towards Yang Xiaotian.

Before the palm power fell, the terrifying power caused all the peaks around Yang Xiaotian to crumble.

The earth where Yang Xiaotian was standing began to break apart.

In the face of the vast magic power of the Titan Troll, Yang Xiaotian was as weak as ants and dust.

Bang!

The Titan Troll's destructive power shot straight above Yang Xiaotian's head.

For many miles, the ground trembled violently.

Flying sand and rocks, countless sand and dust shook up, floating in the sky and earth, countless miles of space was gray, and the dark power was rolling, and the sand and dust in the sky did not fall for a long time.

But the Titan troll looked at the figure standing in the dust in disbelief.

Yang Xiaotian turned out to be fine!

That's impossible!

Even if a powerhouse of the Ten Realms of Divine Spirits faced the palm he had just now, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, not to mention Yang Xiaotian's Emperor Realm.

"A second palm!" Yang Xiaotian, who was standing in the dust, spoke.

The Titan Troll's face sank, and the demonic energy rolled all over his body, emitting an astonishing demonic flame.

The flames were so monstrous that the entire night sky seemed to be burned.

Under its demonic flames, the silver moon above the nine heavens lost its light.

Its power has risen again and again.

"Seven Devils!"

"Die!"

The Titan Troll's eyes shot out with a terrifying bloody light, and he slapped his palm down again.

The huge clutch slammed down on Yang Xiaotian's head again with the power of destruction. Look at the book

I saw that when the huge clutch fell, seven kinds of magic light appeared in its clutch.

This is one of the supreme clutches of the Huangquan Demon Gate, the Seven Demon Clutches.

Just now, the Titan Troll didn't have all his strength, just a random palm, and now, he not only used all his palm, but also cast the supreme clutch of the Huangquan Demon Gate, and its strength was far from comparable to the palm just now.

Bang!

Giant palms slam to the ground.

The ground exploded.

A terrifying sandstorm was formed.

The surrounding peaks have turned into powder.

Under the clutches of the Titan Trolls, everything around them was destroyed.

However, after the Titan Troll blasted out this confident palm, he was stunned, only to see Yang Xiaotian still standing there motionless, the ground around Yang Xiaotian had been bombarded into a terrifying pit, but Yang Xiaotian and the ground within a hundred meters under his feet were intact.

It seems that the palm he just now didn't hit Yang Xiaotian at all.

Or for Yang Xiaotian, his palm is just a breeze? Just blowing a cool breeze on Yang Xiaotian?

The Titan Troll's face is as ugly as it gets.

Two palms!

He is the god of ten thousand demons, the supreme troll, two palms in a row, and he can't kill an emperor realm!

"And a third palm!" Yang Xiaotian's voice sounded.

Listening to Yang Xiaotian's voice, the Titan Troll's killing intent was furious, and the demonic flames all over his body rose into the sky again, and his originally huge body swelled several times again, and then, he had an extra glove in his palm.

This is the most powerful artifact of the Titan Trolls, the Hand of the Heavy God.

Under the impetus of the Titan Troll's divine power, the divine light of the Hand of the Heavy God was heavy again and again, and the light illuminated the surrounding world.

He jumped up and came to Yang Xiaotian, roared, and the roar shattered hundreds of millions of trees, and with all his strength, he slapped down on the top of Yang Xiaotian's head with one palm.

"I am a Titan Troll, the God of Ten Thousand Demons, and a Supreme Troll, I don't believe that you are an Emperor Realm, and you can really withstand my three palms!"

The Titan troll looked crazy.

He even stirred the Titan troll bloodline, which he hadn't urged in years.

The Titan Troll Bloodline is one of the strongest Demon God bloodlines in ancient times.

I saw that his whole body was covered with blood.

Bang!

The Titan Troll struggled with all his strength in the third palm, boom

And then.

Terrifying power, blasted into the depths of the earth.

Countless ants were shocked to death underground.

When the Titan Troll raised his palm, it was like being struck by lightning, and his eyes stared at Yang Xiaotian, who was still standing there, not moving.

It's still fine!

He couldn't believe it.

"How is that possible!" He had difficulty accepting the facts in front of him.

He even used the Titan Troll bloodline and even the artifact Heavy God's Hand, not only failed to kill Yang Xiaotian, but even Yang Xiaotian's fur could not be injured.

How so.

No matter how powerful an Emperor Realm is, no matter how powerful the defensive artifact is, it is impossible to withstand his three palms and be fine.

"Three palms have passed!" Yang Xiaotian opened his mouth and said, "Kneel down!"

The Titan Troll's face was cloudy and changeable, he stared at Yang Xiaotian deadly, with murderous intent, hesitation, unwillingness, and puzzlement in his eyes, but he refused to kneel down to serve.

He was unwilling to make the ancient troll loyal to a junior.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian snorted coldly.

Under the gaze of the Titan Troll, suddenly, a huge golden tripod of burning golden flames flew out, and the power of the golden tripod was boundless, enveloping the Titan troll.

Feeling the boundless power of Ding Ye, the Titan Troll's face changed greatly.

What kind of artifact is this?

Ancient artifacts?

No, it is impossible for an ancient artifact to have such terrifying power!

"Get down on your knees!" Yang Xiaotian shouted like thunder.

Ding Ye's strength skyrocketed again, and the terrifying divine power made it difficult for the Titan trolls to breathe.

"Tai Hui, a disciple of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, greets the sect master." The Titan troll finally fell to his knees.

Looking at the kneeling Titan troll in front of him, Yang Xiaotian threw an elixir to the other party: "This elixir, you swallow it."

The Titan Troll looked at the elixir in his hand, took a deep breath, and finally swallowed it, and then kept shrinking, turning into a strong man more than two meters tall standing behind Yang Xiaotian.

"But there is a safe place, I want to retreat and cultivate." Yang Xiaotian said.

Now, he urgently needs to find a safe place to swallow the Destiny Divine Fruit to cultivate, and then carry the tenth or even more Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mandate.

"Door Master, why don't you go to my cave?" The Titan Troll thought for a moment and said, "My cave is still safe."

The Titan Troll Cave Mansion, the surrounding thousands of miles of land are all forbidden places in the Ten Thousand Swords Continent, and generally no one dares to approach his Cave Mansion.

"It's fine." Yang Xiaotian nodded.

So, the two of them flew through the air and flew towards the Titan Troll Cave.

But not long after the two left, they met a group of masters of the White Bone Demon Palace.

"Old Ancestor, he is the descendant of the Huangquan Patriarch!" One of the White Bone Demon Palace masters pointed at Yang Xiaotian from afar, excitedly and excitedly.

Now, everyone is looking for the whereabouts of the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch, and whoever finds the descendants of the Huangquan Patriarch first means that whoever finds the Divine Tree of Destiny first, which means who gets 200 billion.

Can he not be agitated and excited?

The hundreds of masters of the White Bone Demon Palace were all with blazing eyes, and they rushed towards Yang Xiaotian excitedly.

"Kill them all!" Yang Xiaotian's voice was cold.

Suddenly, the Titan Troll's blood-red eyes were furious with murderous intent, and as soon as he held the void, he grabbed a Divine Spirit Realm Ancestor of the White Bone Demon Palace, took the other party in front of him, and tore it directly, tearing the other party in half.

The blood of the gods spilled on the earth.