Chapter 515 Who is invincible

"Kill!"

The Hundred Flowers Sword God only missed the dinosaur Qingxuan, and they all rushed into the disciples of Mingmen with swords.

"Kill those sons of bitches from Mingmen!" The masters of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect were also excited, and rushed into the disciples of Mingmen, shouting: "Who is invincible! Only my Majesty Yang Shen!"

"Who is invincible!"

"Only my Majesty Yang Shen!"

Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect shouted excitedly, rushing and killing the disciples of Mingmen frantically.

At this time, all the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Divine Sect had forgotten what happened before. Some were just proud, and some were just supreme glory. They were proud to have a new master of Cang Shen like Yang Xiaotian, and they were proud to fight side by side with the new master of Cang Shen and fight against the disciples of Mingmen!

There were two million-year soul rings on Yang Xiaotian's head. The power of the Lord of the Abyss and the Deep Sea Demon Kun was pushed to the extreme. The two swords were swung, and the power of the Fifteen Sword Hearts and the Eternal Divine Body shone brightly in the sky, killing invincible and unstoppable.

He soared into the sky, and the Cangshen Sword, the Shadow Sword, the Ancient Thunder God Sword, the Thousand Buddhas Sword, the Eternal Night Sword, the Samsara Sword, and the All Things Sword all burst out with ten thousand sword auras.

Under the impetus of the fifteen sword hearts, the Cangshen Sword Technique, the Shadow Sword Technique, the Ancient Thunder God Sword Technique, the Thousand Buddhas Sword Technique, the Eternal Night Sword Technique, the Samsara Sword Technique, and the All Things Sword Technique all burst out with boundless sword auras at the same time.

The seven great swords and the seven great sword arts perform the ultimate killing moves.

The Cangshen Emperor rules the world.

The shadowless sword aura kills people invisibly.

The Thunder God is domineering.

The Thousand Buddhas will take you to hell.

The Eternal Night is dark and boundless.

A turn of reincarnation is a lifetime.

All things are born in spring.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian surpass the nine heavens and the invincible power of the seven great sword arts, everyone was shocked.

What is invincible? This is invincible!

Even Yan Ping and the ancient ancestors of the Underworld were deeply shocked.

At this moment, the ancient ancestors of Mingmen had an absurd idea in their hearts. If they could also fight side by side with His Majesty Yang Shen, what an honor it would be!

Unfortunately, they stood on the opposite side of His Majesty Yang Shen.

Buzz!

The seven sword forces fell with a bang.

Countless disciples of Mingmen flew.

Some disappeared directly in the sky full of divine thunder and sword energy, some disappeared in the boundless darkness, some entered the reincarnation sword, and some were burned by thousands of Buddhas.

At this moment, suddenly, the giant palm of the ancient mountain of Cangxiong Taigu directly slapped Yan Ping into the ground.

Ding Ye fell almost at the same time, blasting the ancient ancestors of Mingmen into the ground.

The ancient ancestors of Mingmen spurted blood and looked at Ding Ye in horror.

The divine armor of these ancient ancestors of Mingmen had been broken, and even cracks and blood marks appeared on their bodies. Even if some of them were as strong as the four great star gods, they could not withstand the repeated bombardment of Ding Ye.

If they were bombarded by Ding Ye again, they would definitely be blown up.

All the ancient ancestors of the Underworld Gate were desperate and unwilling.

"Master, let's retreat first!" One of the ancient ancestors of the Underworld Gate could not help but persuade Yan Ping.

"Let's retreat first, rescue Lord Underworld, and then kill them without leaving a single piece of armor!" Another ancient ancestor of the Underworld Gate also spoke anxiously.

The other ancient ancestors of the Underworld Gate also looked at Yan Ping with hope.

Yan Ping glanced at the scene.

Although the disciples of the Underworld Gate had more people and still had an advantage, as masters from various sects and tribes of the Futu Empire continued to pour in, the advantage of the disciples of the Underworld Gate had been gradually reduced.

Yan Ping looked at Yang Xiaotian, who was still fighting in and out of the crowd three times, with bloodshot eyes. However, just when he was about to shout retreat, suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he saw Ding Ye and the giant palm of the blue bear fell again.

Yan Ping roared, and a divine shield flew out.

This was the last divine shield on him.

Previously, he had been shattered by more than a dozen divine shields.

If he had not relied on more than a dozen divine shields to resist, even if he had the body of the Hades God, he would not be able to resist the repeated attacks of Ding Ye and Cang Xiong.

Boom!

Ding Ye and Cang Xiong smashed the divine shield directly.

Yan Ping was blown away.

The ancient ancestors of the Hades Gate retreated in fear, but some were still half a step slower and were directly blown up.

"Bang!" "Bang" and "Bang" continued.

A huge golden blood rain exploded.

These ancient ancestors of the Hades Gate were all top-level gods. Their blood was so terrifying that once they exploded, they were like super nuclear bombs, and the surrounding Hades Gate strongmen were blown away one after another.

"Die!" Cang Xiong roared, and his whole body swelled again. The originally gray fur became golden, and his huge palm slapped Yan Ping again without any gaps.

The invincible power enveloped the area around Yan Ping for thousands of miles.

He saw that Yan Ping had already retreated.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

No matter what, he couldn't let Yan Ping escape.

Just as Cang Xiong's body grew bigger again, Ding Ye also grew bigger again, with golden flames all over his body rising to the sky, as if he was going to burn the sky.

Ding Ye's boundless and vast power locked Yan Ping.

Yan Ping's face changed drastically, and he felt an unprecedented strong sense of danger in his heart.

It was as if the god of death was constantly walking towards him.

He urged the Hades God's Divine Code to the extreme, and the Hades God's Sword in his hand burst out with an unprecedented Hades God's Light. There was an extra piece of divine armor on his body, and he slashed at Cang Xiong and Ding Ye frantically.

At this moment, Ding Ye bombarded down.

When Ding Ye bombarded down, the space was shaking violently, and the earth was cracking in horror.

Before the bombardment, the terrifying power had already crushed the surrounding Hades God strongmen into a ball of blood mist.

Boom!

Ding Cang and Cang Xiong fell.

The Hades God's Sword in Yan Ping's hand was blown away.

The sword energy of the Hades God collapsed.

The surrounding area exploded for countless miles, and dust rolled in.

One by one, the ancient ancestors of the Hades God were like flies in a violent hurricane, all shot away, all torn apart, and their internal organs were pulled into a bloody mist.

When all the sand and dust dispersed, Yan Ping was seen lying at the bottom of the huge pit, spitting blood. The divine armor on his body exploded again, and his body was covered with bloodstains.

But he forced himself to fly out of the huge pit and still wanted to escape madly.

However, as soon as he flew out of the huge pit, he was slapped back by the Cang Xiong.

Yan Ping fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, suddenly, a divine sword broke through the air and pierced Yan Ping's throat.

Nailed Yan Ping to the ground completely.

Yan Ping stared at the Cang Shen sword inserted into his throat.

"Master!" The ancestors of the Hades Gate roared sadly and wanted to rush over madly, but they were all swept away by the Cang Xiong and the ancestors of the Futu Empire.

Yang Xiaotian flashed and came in front of Yan Ping.

Yan Ping was lying on his back, still laughing loudly, his laughter was creepy: "Yang Xiaotian, even if I die, my millions of disciples of Mingmen will continue to kill you, will still kill everyone around you, and will still destroy Cangshen Mansion!"

"My father will be resurrected one day! He will avenge me!"

Yang Xiaotian's face was cold, he grasped the Cangshen Sword, and with one stroke, he cut Yan Ping's neck, blood splattered, and Yan Ping's head rolled to the ground.

"I received your last words." Yang Xiaotian said coldly: "But your father will never be resurrected."

When he subdues the first three divine fires, it will be the day when the undefeated Mingshen will be completely killed.