Chapter 576: Did you roll down? Or did I ask you to roll down?

"Wait!"

Just when the Yellow Spring Ghost King was about to attack, an ancient ancestor of the Phoenix Clan who was on good terms with the Cold Dragon Sword God could not help but say: "Descendant of the Yellow Spring Patriarch, you are going too far! The Cold Dragon Sword God just said one sentence to you, and you want to cripple him and extract his soul!"

Yang Xiaotian sneered when he heard this.

He didn't believe that the Cold Dragon Sword God was just talking just now.

If it weren't for the Yellow Spring Ghost King and a few others, the Cold Dragon Sword God would definitely cripple him! And extract his soul!

"Since you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed!" Yang Xiaotian said coldly.

The Yellow Spring Ghost King immediately stepped forward, grabbed the Cold Dragon Sword God in front of him, and suddenly clawed directly into the Cold Dragon Sword God's Dantian, crushing the Cold Dragon Sword God's Dantian.

The Cold Dragon Sword God screamed.

Then, the Yellow Spring Ghost King inserted his claws from the top of the Cold Dragon Sword God's head and grabbed into the Cold Dragon Sword God's head.

A small black dragon was taken out, and it was the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God.

The Cold Dragon Sword God screamed even more miserably.

The pain of having his soul extracted was absolutely unimaginable.

Everyone's face changed drastically when they saw this miserable scene.

No one expected that Yang Xiaotian would really destroy the Cold Dragon Sword God, and really extract his soul.

At this moment, a ball of green ghost fire came out of the hands of the Yellow Spring Ghost King, roasting the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God.

The soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God was roasted and smoked, and he cried miserably like a dragon.

Everyone was frightened by this scene.

Everyone present had seen big scenes, but it was the first time they saw a supreme sword god being extracted and roasted.

The ancient ancestor of the Phoenix clan trembled with anger, and he stared at Yang Xiaotian with extreme anger: "You you!"

Yang Xiaotian just glanced at him coldly, and the ancient ancestor of the Phoenix clan turned pale and fled in panic.

The strong men of the Shenlong clan watched the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God being roasted, roared, and rushed forward, but they were all blown away by a sudden punch from the Titan Troll.

In the end, the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God was burned to ashes.

An old ancestor of the Shenlong clan had blood in his eyes and roared angrily: "I will kill you!" He rushed up again angrily. Seeing this, the Yellow Spring Ghost King directly took the opponent in front of him and crushed him alive!

The Shenlong clan was so scared that they stopped and finally looked terrified.

The strong men around were also terrified.

The masters who were staring at Yang Xiaotian like wolves and tigers just now were almost scared.

Zhan Shiping and others also felt cold when they saw the Yellow Spring Ghost King.

They had seen the Yellow Spring Ghost King in the Mu family's headquarters, and none of them thought that the old man who was dying of illness beside Young Master Yang would be such a terrifying demon.

The Shenlong clan was finally scared and pulled Long Xiangdong away.

Yang Xiaotian did not chase him, and continued to fly to Kunlun Mountain with Huangquan Ghost King and others.

The strong men from all sides who originally wanted to attack Yang Xiaotian, the descendant of Huangquan Patriarch, were scared and hid far away, fearing that they could not avoid him.

Mu Wanqing and others hesitated for a while, and finally followed Yang Xiaotian.

The news that Yang Xiaotian came to Kunlun Mountain soon reached Zhao Rong of Tongtian Divine Sect.

Zhao Rong heard it and laughed coldly: "How dare you come to Kunlun Mountain to join in the fun!"

"However, in addition to the old man of years, there is another old man beside him, who is very powerful. Just now, the news came that the Cold Dragon Sword God was slapped away by this old man, and then his dantian was destroyed, his soul was extracted, and even his soul was roasted alive." Wanjie Sword God frowned: "He also said that the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God was extracted and roasted to see if it is fragrant."

Zhao Rong was puzzled.

Roast it to see if it is fragrant?

He seemed to have seen this sentence in an ancient book a long time ago.

"He's just an old man. No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the leader? All the gods are destroyed with one sword from the leader. Besides, there are only a few of them. How much can they make?" The Four Seas Sword God said indifferently.

"Leader, should we take action now and capture them?" Another Sword God said.

Zhao Rong pondered and said, "No hurry. Let someone monitor them first. They can't run away."

After all, the Kunlun Sword Contest is imminent, and the most important thing now is the Kunlun Sword Contest.

Soon, Yang Xiaotian and his party arrived at Kunlun Mountain and flew to the halfway point of Kunlun Mountain.

There is a terrifying ban on the top of Kunlun Mountain. Even the peerless sword god cannot climb up. Therefore, every Kunlun Sword Contest is held halfway up Kunlun Mountain.

There is a huge martial arts field halfway up Kunlun Mountain.

The martial arts field is extremely wide. When Yang Xiaotian and his party arrived, the martial arts field was surrounded by powerful people from all sides. The number of people was more than hundreds of millions.

When Yang Xiaotian and his party arrived at the martial arts arena halfway up the mountain, some of the Sword God thrones around the martial arts arena were already occupied, while some were still empty.

Take a look at the 6-9 book bar!

These Sword God thrones can only be owned by those who were in the top 100 of the previous Sword God list.

This is the rule of Kunlun Sword Contest.

Yang Xiaotian and his party came to the 29th Sword God throne of the Southern Sky Sword God.

Originally, Yang Xiaotian wanted the Southern Sky Sword God to sit, but the Southern Sky Sword God insisted on letting Yang Xiaotian sit no matter what.

With the Yellow Spring Ghost King and the Heaven Shaking Sword God, how could the Southern Sky Sword God dare to sit by himself? Even without the Yellow Spring Ghost King and the Heaven Shaking Sword God, there was still the Old Man of Time.

So, he insisted that Yang Xiaotian sit.

Yang Xiaotian had no choice but to sit on it.

These sword god thrones, owners can sit by themselves, or give them sitting, of course, to give the sword god throne to the people, this is very rare.

Therefore, the strong ones of all parties saw the Sword God's throne to Yang Xiaotian, and they were all at Yang Xiaotian.

"Who is this boy?" Many sword gods did not recognize Yang Xiaotian and asked the people behind him.

"Master ancestor, he is the ancestor of Huangquan!"

"What, he is the ancestor of Huang Quan!"

Many people at the scene were surprised, a commotion.

Since many people do not know what happened to the Han Dragon Sword God, when the young man in front of him was the descendant of Huang Quan's ancestor, he stared at Yang Xiaotian with both eyes.

However, many people still worry about Nantian Sword God, so no one dares to shoot for a while.

Just as Yang Xiaotian started the power of the soul, glanced at the scene, and felt whether there was no death. When the breath of ancient and demon, someone finally couldn't bear it and flew out of the crowd.

The person who comes out is a young man. The other party falls to the center of the martial arts field. The sword refers to Yang Xiaotian: "Boy, are you the ancestor of Huang Quan? Is it you rolling down? Or I took it in myself and let you roll down!"

Seeing young people, many people at the scene were surprised: "It's the Emperor Son!"

"The Emperor Emperor Son cultivated ten kinds of strongest sword hearts, with the posture of the sword god!"

The Emperor Emperor is one of the super forces of the Wanjian mainland. It is extremely powerful, and is even better than the Ashi Magic Sect.

The high of the emperor's religion, the high talent, is topped among the saints of the entire Wanjian mainland.