"It's over!"

Xue Yunhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was dreaming, and he never imagined that he would be forced by a Divine Nian Grandmaster to use this kind of trick that would end up together. Although he hated it in his heart, he was the one who defeated him, and if he could get the Innate Divine Tree, maybe he would be able to recover from his injuries...... Lying on the ground, Xue Yunhuang's eyes stared at the air without blinking.

He wanted to see with his own eyes the scene of Yang Mucheng being killed!

"Boom!"

The terrifying blood-colored war spear, at this moment, almost pierced the entire space. Heaven and earth are more like being connected by this gun. Even though Yang Mucheng had clearly anticipated the direction of its bombardment as early as the formation of this blood spear, he still had a feeling that there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to hide from it.

What to do?

How to hide?

Is it really going to fall in this last moment?

Looking at the blood-colored war spear shot from the hole, a trace of resoluteness flashed in Yang Mucheng's pupils. He had obtained a lot of things in the ancient tomb, whether it was the Thousand Heavy Mountain Formation or the Blood God Sword, it was not enough to resist the supreme blow of this Xue Yunhuang. The only one who can deal with him is the Shilong Mountain Range.

Rumble!

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Yang Mucheng quickly poured his divine thoughts into the dragon pattern in the center of his eyebrows.

In that vast space, a huge mountain range was lying quietly, as if it had been there since eternity. As Yang Mucheng's divine thoughts poured in, this mountain range suddenly shook like a mountain.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

This moment.

The whole world seemed to have completely stopped, and even time stopped at this moment!

The dragon pattern at the center of Yang Mucheng's eyebrows erupted into a flame-like light pattern, and then transformed into a purple electric light, which did not stop and quickly formed a tide-like ripple. This dragon pattern is only a finger long, sticking to Yang Mucheng's eyebrows, like a tattoo. But at this moment, it was as if two worlds were connected.

"Roar!"

The roar of the dragon that shook the heavens and the earth resounded loudly.

A head covering the sky and the sun, as if the Shilong Mountain Range had existed since the flood period, drilled out of Yang Mucheng's eyebrows, and the next moment it rushed towards the terrifying blood spear.

If this blood spear is the surging torrent that can destroy everything, then the Shilong Mountain Range is the terrifying sea of stars that drowns everything.

Rumble!

No one can describe the horror of this Shilong Mountain Range.

It is the big Jiaohua Dragon, and it is not as good as this Shilong Mountain Range, as if this Shilong Mountain Range has existed since ancient times, and the entire ancient tomb that was almost crushed by the huge body was 'crackling' and bursting, almost instantly, the terrifying blood spear had already burst open.

"This ......"

Xue Yunhuang's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. In order to kill Yang Mucheng, he put thousands of years of cultivation on this blow, but as a result, he was completely shattered by this Shilong Mountain Range.

"Bang-"

Bursting blood spears scattered across the void.

Countless rays of blood slipped down like a canopy of fireflies...... This makes the Shilong Mountain Range particularly mysterious. Under Xue Yunhuang's incredible gaze, the Shilong Mountain Range gradually became transparent and gradually disappeared into the void. Since there are only two dragon tail bracelets, exhausting all the divine thoughts, can only make this stone dragon mountain range send out one

-----It's a gorgeous dividing line--

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----It's a gorgeous dividing line---

Hit.

Call!

Yang Mucheng in mid-air was also exhausted because of his divine thoughts, and the remaining strength could not even support him to fly. The whole person smashed down like a javelin on the spot, smashing heavily beside Xue Yunhuang and smashing in front of Xue Yunhuang's eyes.

"Boom!"

The shocking sound of smashing the ground shook the entire earth, like a small earthquake.

The place where it fell to the ground kicked up a large cloud of dust.

The dust that shrouded everything obscured everything. Xue Yunhuang, who was staring at the dust, suddenly felt a terrifying gaze sweeping over, at this moment he seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was shattered, and he didn't know where a force burst out, he actually turned over and crawled towards the distance desperately. The dignified late Shinto warriors fled like dead dogs at this moment.

Whew-

A gust of barren wind blew, and the dust dispersed, revealing Yang Mucheng's figure.

The resolute-eyed young man stepped out, his speed increased to the extreme at this moment, and the soles of his raised feet stepped down violently, trampling Xue Yunhuang who wanted to escape under his feet. At this moment, the terrifying power also burst out rapidly at this moment.

"Boom!"

Xue Yunhuang's back slammed into the ground, and the entire ground was stomped on by this, giving him a terrifying pit. The terrifying power made Xue Yunhuang's internal organs completely displace at this moment, and blood poured out directly from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, staining the ground under him red.

"It's over!"

The young man holding the Shen Yuan Sword looked at the man at his feet with a pair of emotionless eyes.

"No, you can't kill me......"

"I'm a Shinto warrior!"

"No ......"

With a howl of unwillingness, the Shen Yuan Sword brought a burst of cold light and pierced straight down.

Puff~

The sword body pierced through Xue Yunhuang's eyebrows and nailed him to the ground. Xue Yunhuang's eyes were still staring at him, full of disbelief, as if until he died, he couldn't believe that he had actually died in Yang Mucheng's hands. Died at the hands of this young man who had never been put in his eyes......

Call~

As the last trace of Xue Yunhuang's life aura dissipated, a gray light immediately flew out of his body.

Yang Mucheng subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, but after grabbing the light in his hand, he found that it was a token.

Rumble!

At the same time, the token on Yang Mucheng's body also flew out at this moment. At this point, in the entire ancient tomb, all one hundred and twenty-eight tokens were gathered in Yang Mucheng's hands. Under Yang Mucheng's gaze, these tokens quickly merged into one. The fused token suddenly shot towards the void.

Under the puzzled gaze of Yang Mucheng and Ah Xiannu, the token exploded as if it had touched something.

Then.

In the void, it was as if something had been opened. A golden piece of wood shot out of the void~ and flew into Yang Mucheng's palm. This golden wood was grasped in the palm of his hand, and it was so heavy that Yang Mucheng couldn't even hold it, as if an ear of wheat weighed dozens of catties of pure gold.

The golden wood was only half an arm's length, but the power it exuded was heart-palpitating.

Although Yang Mucheng didn't know what this was, he immediately guessed its identity-

Innate Divine Tree!