Chapter 538 Three Palms Passed

When the Titan Troll's huge hand fell, the monstrous magic power was like a black sea at the end of the world, bombarding Yang Xiaotian.

Before the palm power fell, the terrifying power caused all the mountains around Yang Xiaotian to collapse continuously.

The ground where Yang Xiaotian stood began to break apart continuously.

In front of the Titan Troll's vast magic power, Yang Xiaotian was as weak as an ant and dust.

Boom!

The Titan Troll's destructive power slapped down directly from Yang Xiaotian's head.

The ground shook violently for countless miles.

Sand and rocks flew, countless sand and dust flew up and floated in the sky and earth. Countless miles of space were gray, and the dark power rolled, and the 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 was actually fine!

This is impossible!

Even if a tenth-level god faced his palm just now, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, not to mention Yang Xiaotian, who was an emperor.

"Show the second palm!" Yang Xiaotian, standing in the dust, said.

The Titan Troll's face darkened, and his whole body was filled with demonic energy, and an astonishing demonic flame emerged.

The demonic flame was surging, and the entire night sky seemed to be burned.

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

Its power increased again and again.

"Seven Evil Palms!"

"Die!"

The Titan Troll's eyes burst into terrifying blood light, and he slapped down again.

The huge demon palm slammed down on Yang Xiaotian's head again with a destructive force.

When the huge demon palm slapped down, seven kinds of demonic light appeared on its demon palm.

This is one of the supreme demon palms of the Huangquan Demon Sect, the Seven Evil Palms.

Just now, the Titan Troll did not use his full strength, but just slapped casually, but now, he not only slapped with all his strength, but also displayed the Huangquan Demon Sect's supreme demon palm, and its power was far stronger than the previous palm.

Boom!

The huge palm slapped the ground.

The entire ground was blown up.

A terrifying sandstorm was formed.

The surrounding mountains were all turned into dust.

Under the palm of the Titan Troll, everything around was destroyed.

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

It was as if his palm just now did not hit Yang Xiaotian at all.

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

The Titan Troll's face was as ugly as it could be.

Two palms!

He is the God of Ten Thousand Demons, the Supreme Troll, and he couldn't kill an emperor with two consecutive palms!

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

Hearing Yang Xiaotian's voice, the Titan Troll was furious with killing intent, and the flames all over his body rose to the sky again. His originally huge body expanded several times again, and then, a glove appeared on his palm.

This is the strongest artifact of the Titan Troll clan, the Hand of the Heavy God.

Under the Titan Troll's divine power, the Hand of the Heavy God shone layer after layer, and the light illuminated the surrounding world.

He jumped up and came to Yang Xiaotian, roared loudly, and the roar shattered billions of trees. He used all his strength and slapped Yang Xiaotian's head again.

"I am the Titan Troll, the God of Ten Thousand Demons, the Supreme Troll. I don't believe that you, an emperor, can really withstand three of my palms!"

The Titan Troll looked crazy.

He even activated the Titan Troll bloodline that he had not activated for many years.

The Titan Troll bloodline is one of the strongest demon bloodlines in ancient times.

His whole body was actually flushed with blood.

Boom!

The third palm strike of the Titan Troll, with all his strength, slammed down.

The terrifying force blasted deep into the ground.

Countless ants were killed in the ground.

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, motionless.

He was still fine!

He couldn't believe it.

"How is it possible!" He couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

He even used the Titan Troll bloodline and the artifact Heavy God's Hand, but not only did he fail to kill Yang Xiaotian, he couldn't even hurt Yang Xiaotian's fur.

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How could this be.

Even if an emperor had a powerful defensive artifact, it was impossible for him to withstand three palm strikes and be fine.

"Three palms have passed!" Yang Xiaotian said, "Kneel down!"

The Titan Troll's face changed from gloomy to bright. He stared at Yang Xiaotian, with murderous intent, hesitation, unwillingness, and confusion in his eyes, but he was reluctant to kneel down and serve.

He was unwilling to let an ancient troll like him be loyal to a junior.

Yang Xiaotian snorted coldly when he saw this.

Under the Titan Troll's gaze, suddenly, a huge golden tripod burning with golden flames flew out. The golden tripod had boundless power and enveloped the Titan Troll.

Feeling the boundless power of Lord Ding, the Titan Troll's face changed drastically.

What kind of artifact is this?

Ancient artifact?

No, ancient artifacts cannot have such terrifying power!

"Kneel down!" Yang Xiaotian shouted like thunder.

Lord Ding's power surged again, and the terrifying divine power made the Titan Troll unable to breathe.

"Tai Hui, a disciple of Huangquan Demon Sect, pays homage to the Sect Master." The Titan Troll finally knelt down.

Looking at the kneeling Titan in front of him, Yang Xiaotian threw a pill to him: "Take this pill."

The Titan Troll looked at the pill in his hand, took a deep breath, and finally swallowed it, then continued to shrink, and turned into a two-meter-tall strong man standing behind Yang Xiaotian.

"Is there any safe place? I want to practice in seclusion." Yang Xiaotian said.

Now, he urgently needs to find a safe place to swallow the Destiny Fruit to practice, and then carry the tenth or even more Hunyuan Destiny.

"Master, how about going to my cave?" The Titan Troll thought for a while and said, "My cave is still safe."

The Titan Troll Cave, the surrounding ten thousand miles are all forbidden areas of the Wanjian Continent, and generally no one dares to approach his cave.

"Okay." Yang Xiaotian nodded.

So, the two broke through the air and flew to the Titan Troll Cave.

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

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

Now, everyone is looking for the whereabouts of the descendant of Huangquan Patriarch. Whoever finds the descendant of Huangquan Patriarch first will find the Destiny Tree first, and will get 200 billion.

How can he not be excited?

Hundreds of masters of the White Bone Demon Palace rushed towards Yang Xiaotian excitedly with fiery eyes.

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

Suddenly, the Titan Troll's blood-red eyes were full of murderous intent. With a grasp of the void, he grabbed an old ancestor of the White Bone Demon Palace in the realm of the gods, brought him in front of him, and tore him in half.

The blood of the gods spilled violently on the ground.