However, the Hongmeng Holy Power instantly submerged the three major gods of the Shenlong clan.

Then there is the Phoenix Clan, the Heavenly Demon Clan, the Heavenly Sword Divine Gate, and the Supreme Chen Family.

Three thousand gods, constantly being submerged.

One god after another was blown away by the Hongmeng Holy Power and by the mixed time.

Previously, the three thousand gods fell like rain, landing on the martial arts arena and besieging Yang Xiaotian, but now, the three thousand gods smashed down the martial arts arena like locusts.

The martial arts arena resounded constantly.

Woohoo Woo!

A regular dense sound resounded in the ears of hundreds of millions of strong people.

When the dragon clan, the phoenix clan, and the heavenly demon clan smashed to the ground, everyone looked at it, and saw that the gods and spirits that were hit were all withering and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person seemed to be eaten by the power of time with all the vitality, qi and blood in the whole body.

Defeated!

Of the three thousand gods, none of them can stop Yang Xiaotian's power.

Except for some gods who escaped triple, the rest of them were all injured by the Hongmeng Holy Power and the Mixed Yuan Time Power.

Yang Xiaotian glanced at everyone coldly.

In fact, although the number of three thousand gods is large, but from the major families and major sects, everyone looks like a god, just a rabble, the power is not condensed, but scattered in all directions, it is precisely in this way that he cannot resist his Hongmeng holy power and mixed yuan time.

Otherwise, it would not be easy for him to defeat the crowd.

There was silence.

Hundreds of millions of strong people looked at the scene in front of them, shocked and indescribable.

Even the three thousand gods have been defeated, and the gods are below the fourfold spirit, who else is the opponent of this Huangquan patriarch?

Just when everyone was silent, suddenly, a sword god flew down from the throne and landed in front of Yang Xiaotian.

When they saw the people who came out, everyone was stunned.

"Bone Sword God!"

What came out was the White Bone Sword God.

The ancestor of the White Bone Sword God is a person from the Huangquan Demon Gate, and it is said that the White Bone Sword God is also a person from the Huangquan Demon Gate, could it be that the White Bone Sword God wants to make a move against the descendants of the Huangquan Patriarch?

The White Bone Sword God looked at Yang Xiaotian in front of him, the White Bone Demon Sword in his hand raised, and let out a whimpering sound: "Boy, you are cruel by nature, killing innocents indiscriminately, and harming the Ten Thousand Swords Continent, today, I, the White Bone Sword God, will eliminate the harm for the Ten Thousand Swords Continent!"

Hearing that the White Bone Sword God was really going to kill Yang Xiaotian, the master of the Huangquan Demon Gate, everyone's faces were colorful.

Zhao Rong sneered.

In fact, the White Bone Sword God had already served him.

It's just that it's not known to the outside world yet.

"Give me death!" The White Bone Sword God suddenly swung out with a sword, instantly killing Yang Xiaotian.

The White Bone Sword God had already stepped into the Ten Levels of Divine Spirits many years ago, and its strength was so strong that it could not be compared to the three thousand gods of those Triple Divine Spirits and Triple Divine Spirits.

Everyone's hearts were tight, no matter how strong Yang Xiaotian's combat power was, it was absolutely impossible for a Saint Realm Duo to be the opponent of the White Bone Sword God.

Seeing that the White Bone Sword God was about to be twisted into pieces by Yang Xiaotian's sword qi, suddenly, a voice sounded as if from the Nine Hells: "Traitor to the Ancestors, die!"

I saw a huge ghost palm fall from the void.

The power and speed of the ghost palm were beyond everyone's imagination, and as soon as the White Bone Sword God raised his head in shock, the ghost palm had already blasted into the sky above his head.

The White Bone Sword God's face changed greatly, and he didn't care about Yang Xiaotian, the White Bone Sword in his hand frantically swung upward, and countless White Bone Sword Qi rushed into the sky.

In the white bone sword qi, a white bone troll flew out.

The strength of the white bone sword qi made the faces of many sword dao ancestors shocked.

As the existence of the forty-ninth on the Sword God List, the White Bone Sword God has reached an astonishing realm in his sword path, and many of the super power ancestors present think that it is difficult for them to take this sword.

However, the white bone sword qi that was enough to destroy a sacred mountain was instantly exploded by the ghost palm in the sky.

In front of this ghost palm, the white bone sword qi seemed to be a pile of white bones that had long been decayed.

Bang!

The White Bone Sword Qi, along with the White Bone Sword God himself, was directly palmed by the huge ghost

The shot went into the ground.

The ground shook, and waves of terror rolled.

Even the many sword gods sitting there were blown as if they were about to fly away.

Everyone looked at it, and saw that the White Bone Sword God himself had been turned into a lump of flesh.

The surrounding ground was already stained red by the blood of the White Bone Sword God.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts shook wildly, and they were shocked, the dignified ancestor of the White Bone Demon Palace was slapped to death with a palm like this?

This is the existence of the forty-ninth ranking of the Sword God List.

Many people looked at the Huangquan Ghost King, just now it was this old man who was so sick that he seemed to be dying at any time and killed the existence of the forty-ninth on the Sword God List with one palm!

"He's the old monster who killed the Cold Dragon Sword God!" An Ancestor suddenly exclaimed.

The faces of the crowd changed dramatically.

The Cold Dragon Sword God was sucked out of his soul, and then his soul was roasted to ashes, and many people heard about it.

In everyone's astonishment, the Huangquan Ghost King, the Heaven Shaking Sword God flew behind Yang Xiaotian.

The old man, the Southern Heaven Sword God, and the Titan Troll also came behind Yang Xiaotian.

"Southern Heaven Sword God, Titan Trolls, have all served this Huangquan Patriarch Descendant?!" Many ancestors looked at each other.

However, the old man has been imprisoned on Desperate Island for 100,000 years, and he has not been born for 100,000 years, so very few people recognize the old man.

"That's the old man!" Finally, an extremely old monster spoke.

"What, he's the old man of the goddess of fate!" Many people were moved, and their eyes fell on the old man.

The goddess of fate has an extremely lofty status in the Ten Thousand Swords Continent.

As the goddess of fate, the old man is naturally not low.

"Could it be that the old man also served as the heir of the Huangquan Patriarch?" Some Imperial Ancestors were suspicious.

Many people can't understand how the dignity of the old man can serve the descendants of the Huangquan patriarch.

However, although some people recognized the old man, no one knew the Huangquan Ghost King and the Heaven-Shaking Sword God, even Zhao Rong, Fist Ancestor, and the black and white swords couldn't see the foundation of the Huangquan Ghost King and the Sky-Shaking Sword God.

The Huangquan Ghost King made a move just now, and he didn't use the Huangquan Purgatory Palm, it was just an ordinary Ghost Palm.

Rao is like this, ordinary ghost palms can also kill the white bone sword god with one palm.

Reaching the realm of the Huangquan Ghost King, with a casual palm, fist and finger, it is not a white bone sword god, and the cold dragon sword god can withstand it.

Everyone who was about to make a move, when they saw the fate of the White Bone Sword God and the old man, they all stopped.

The scene was silent again.

At this time, suddenly, the figure flashed, and I saw Zhao Rong flying down from the No. 2 throne and coming to Yang Xiaotian, followed by the fist ancestor, the black and white double sword, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sword God, and the Four Seas Sword God all flew out. ap.

For a while, hundreds of thousands of masters of the Tongtian Divine Sect all gathered behind Zhao Rong.

"It's finally coming!" Just now, everyone has been speculating about when Zhao Rong will make a move.

Now Zhao Rong finally couldn't bear to make a move.

Then, one after another sect ancestors led everyone under them to fly down and fell behind Zhao Rong.

These are all masters and sects who have served Zhao Rong.

For a while, dozens of super sects converged behind Zhao Rong.

Millions! And all of them are masters!

And Yang Xiaotian's side, plus Yang Xiaotian, there are only six people.

Zhao Rong glanced at the Nantian Sword God, Titan Troll, and the old man behind Yang Xiaotian, and said indifferently: "You don't need to bury the heirs of the Huangquan Patriarch, I will give you a chance, if you retreat now, you can not die!"