Chapter 1989: An ant trying to shake a tree

"The best in the ages!"

"Fourteen heaven-defying top-level holy bodies!"

"Twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty golden lotuses!"

Li Jing, who was blasted into the mountain, was horrified, his face full of fear, and blood spurted out of his mouth again and again.

He felt that his internal organs were broken, and he felt like he was on the verge of death.

Feng Junyu's cherry mouth was big enough to fit an egg.

Whether it was Yang Xiaotian's first ever Dao Heart, Yang Xiaotian's top-level holy bodies, or the golden lotus, they all exceeded her imagination.

The disciples of the Tyrant Demon Sect who had just surrounded him were so scared that they almost lost their balance, and they were like walking on a tightrope in the air.

The Tyrant Demon, who had just been joking, couldn't suppress the trembling in his heart.

He couldn't recognize the scene in front of him.

He didn't understand, isn't the ten thousand golden lotus the limit? How could there be a golden lotus that exceeds ten thousand in the world!

A person in the Heavenly Saint Realm almost killed a Saint King at the peak of the tenth level with one punch, what a terrifying combat power!

At this time, he finally understood why Yang Xiaotian's points were always many times ahead of his.

In fact, how could he know that what he saw just now was only a small part of Yang Xiaotian's strength.

In the shock and fear of the crowd, Yang Xiaotian's eyes fell on Tyrant Demon.

At this time, Tyrant Demon's face was no longer playful, but replaced by unprecedented fear.

"Is there anyone else who wants to try me?" Yang Xiaotian glanced at the disciples around the scene.

When all the disciples were seen by Yang Xiaotian, their faces changed drastically, and then they shook their heads quickly, fearing that Yang Xiaotian would misunderstand.

Liu Yi, the young master of the Holy Demon Palace, retreated far away.

Just now, their Holy Demon Palace had already agreed with Tyrant Demon Sect, Feng Family and others that if they could break the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, they would snatch the treasures inside by chance.

But now, he has completely lost interest in the treasures in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

Seeing that no one wanted to test him, Yang Xiaotian glanced at Li Jing who was still embedded in the mountain wall, and then walked towards Tyrant Demon: "Aren't you going to kill me? Go ahead!"

Just like Lin Yi before, he also gave Tyrant Demon a chance to attack.

Tyrant Demon's face changed.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, he took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, and looked at Yang Xiaotian in anger: "Yang Xiaotian, no matter how strong you are, you are still one person. We are the forty-seven disciples of Tyrant Demon Sect!"

"I don't believe that our forty-seven Saint Kings of the ninth and tenth levels can't kill you, a Heavenly Saint Realm?!"

"All disciples, attack!"

"Kill Yang Xiaotian!"

Tyrant Demon used Tyrant Demon Art, and the magic energy in his body surged into the sky. One magic circle after another rotated, and the strong breath was completely released.

All the disciples of Tyrant Demon Sect used their strongest magic skills, and the magic energy roared, gathering into a huge magic halo, covering all the space around Yang Xiaotian.

The terrifying magic power, like a huge mountain, continued to press down on Yang Xiaotian.

If it were an ordinary Saint King tenth-level master, he would probably be severely injured in an instant.

However, Yang Xiaotian was still and motionless in the face of the heavy magic power of the forty-seven Tyrant Demon Sons.

Tyrant Demon Son activated all the power of Dao Heart, Golden Lotus, and Holy Dao.

Although his Dao Heart was the Eternal Dao Heart, it was only the Eternal Dao Heart in the top 20 like the Holy Son of the Li Family in Feiyang Continent. However, he was stronger than the Holy Son of the Li Family and ranked fifteenth.

And the Golden Lotus was a six thousand grade golden lotus.

As for the Holy Dao, it was sixty thousand Holy Dao.

However, although Tyrant Demon Son had sixty thousand Holy Dao, all his Holy Dao were of the tenth level.

Even so, it was still amazing.

Even in a continent with a strong Holy Realm like the Ancestor Continent, it is rare to see one who can cultivate sixty thousand tenth-level Holy Dao in a million years.

Then, a totem rose behind Tyrant Demon Son.

This is the Holy Totem that can be condensed after entering the Holy King Realm.

The Holy Totem is completely condensed by the Holy Law.

Ordinary Holy Totems are only a few meters in size. If a totem of tens of meters can be condensed, it is very rare. However, the Holy Totem of Tyrant Demon is not only beyond a hundred meters, but also hundreds of meters!

His Holy Totem is a nine-headed dog of hell.

Other disciples of Tyrant Demon Sect also urged the power of Dao Heart, Golden Lotus, Holy Dao, and Holy Totem.

The magic light rushed to the sky.

Its magic light illuminated one mountain after another.

The terrifying power forced all the disciples around to retreat in shock, including Feng Junyu and Jiujie Gongzi.

The power of Tyrant Demon's forty-seven people, like an endless tide of magic, continued to flood towards Yang Xiaotian.

"Tyrant Demon Fist!" Tyrant Demon shouted, took the lead, and blasted towards Yang Xiaotian.

Other Tyrant Demon Sect disciples also blasted towards Yang Xiaotian at the same time.

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Horrifying power came from all directions.

Yang Xiaotian was like a small tree in a hurricane, as if he would be blown away and destroyed at any time.

Everyone held their breath.

Feng Junyu's heart was in his throat.

"Can Yang Xiaotian withstand it?" A disciple of the Holy Demon Sect said with a dry mouth.

"I don't think so!" Another disciple of the Holy Demon Sect hesitated.

Forty-seven Saint King ninth and tenth level disciples attacked at the same time, and among them there was a Saint King tenth level late peak like Tyrant Demon. He didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian could withstand it.

Although Yang Xiaotian was terrifying, he was only a Heavenly Saint after all.

Just when the power of the Tyrant Demon Sect was about to hit Yang Xiaotian, Yang Xiaotian suddenly burst into golden light, and one golden river after another of holy paths flew out.

In an instant, Yang Xiaotian had 100,000 Kaitian-level holy paths.

Still 100,000 Kaitian-level holy paths, the first Dao Heart of the ages, the fourteenth-level holy body against the sky, and 12,960 golden lotuses.

Millions of rays of light tore through the dark demonic energy of the sky, and the entire Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm was shaking violently.

This violent shaking was so familiar!

Disciples in every corner of the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm were shocked.

Feng Junyu, Liu Yi and others were all looking at the holy paths around Yang Xiaotian in horror.

"100,000 Kaitian-level holy paths!"

At this time, they finally knew why the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm shook violently a few days ago.

Even Tyrant Demon and others were frightened.

They were stunned by Yang Xiaotian's 100,000 Kaitian-level holy paths.

Hundreds of thousands of Kaitian-level Saint Daos rotated, and the power of Tyrant Demon and others all bombarded Yang Xiaotian's 100,000 Kaitian-level Saint Daos.

However, all of them were dispersed by the 100,000 Saint Daos, leaving not a drop.

It gave everyone the feeling of a mantis trying to shake a tree.

Not only that, after the 100,000 Kaitian-level Saint Daos dispersed everyone's power, they continued to rotate towards Tyrant Demon and others at an astonishing speed.

Tyrant Demon and others watched the 100,000 Kaitian-level Saints rolling in, and the terrifying power made Tyrant Demon and others feel fear in their souls.

Tyrant Demon's whole body turned blood red, and he and a group of Tyrant Demon Sect disciples frantically bombarded the rolling 100,000 Saint Daos, but it was of no use at all.

A scream sounded, and a Tyrant Demon Sect disciple was directly crushed into a blood mist.