The sword light was faint and untainted by a trace of blood. The body of the ancestor Xiaomang was still shaking.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Down with wounds! Dawn with wounds!!"

"What kind of sword is this? What kind of sword is this!!"

In the sword light, in the huge corpse of the pan mastiff, three Yuan Dans kept beating and screaming in pain and shock.

His heart was filled with despair and incredible.

The Innate Taiyin Sword is something he has sacrificed for tens of thousands of years and has been at the bottom of the box. Even the God Emperor-level soul soldiers cannot break it so easily.

But with three enemies and one, they were all destroyed by a sword of underworld!

He couldn't believe it!

The ancestor Xiaomang was in pain.

He is not dead yet, at least his pure Yang Yuanshen is not dead yet.

But he wished he would die at this time!

Because his pure yang soul was cut into three parts and sealed in the Yuan Dan.

The sword energy was too fierce, and his soul was suffering a hundred times more painful than Lingchi at all times!

"Old Ancestor Xiaomang couldn't even catch a sword!"

The old gods of the various gods of the Western Wilderness changed drastically.

Even the old gods who saw the powerful power of Fushen sword before were a little unbelievable.

Even though the ancestor Xiaomang is already old, he is a divine marquis!

The body was killed so easily and hung in the sky.

This moved all the gods and all the old gods.

Invincible in the world!

Kill the ancestor Xiaomang with one sword. No one is his opponent on this ancestral star!

Looking at the sword light, the hearts of many old gods suddenly sank.

"Ahhhh! Kill me!!"

In the sword light, three Yuandans kept struggling and jumping, and the soul of the ancestor Xiaomang made a sound of pain.

He was cruel and ruthless, even if his descendants died before his eyes, he could pretend that he had not seen them.

He was extremely vicious and dared to suppress and ban the innate god Moon God born on the moon and replace it!

He was sinister and cruel and rebellious, and dared to retaliate against his master, the God of Evil Repelling.

But at this moment, the thought of dying quickly in his heart.

It hurts so much!

It hurts so much!

Jianmen Mountain, above Jade Sword Cliff, the eyes of the burrowed wound slowly drooped.

Although the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass is just his spirit, its original body is an immortal king-level existence!

The ancestor Xiaomang dared to fight with a sword, which was a fearless person.

At this time, the endless airflow that had been forced out by the sword light was rewind back and turned into a hurricane.

A breeze seemed to blow in Jianmen Mountain, lifting up long hair that was hurting its temples.

Ding ~

Fushen bent his finger and shot the magic sword in his palm, smiled slightly, and said:

"Old Ancestor Xiaomang dares to attack our human race, and there should be punishment!"

"From now"

"The Xiaomang God Clan above this star should have no divine blood, no magical powers, no spiritual wisdom, and become an ordinary person!!"

The sound of the fushe was calm and had a hint of irresistible, turning into a rumble sound, which resounded through the entire Great Wilderness from the Sword Gate as the center, and instantly spread to the entire ancestral star at an unimaginable speed.

It is like the sound of the sky, like the wings of the sky, and it is far away!

The Great Wilderness, the Western Wilderness, the Southern Wilderness, the Northern Wilderness, the old gods in the sea, the giants in the gods, the Qi training men, and even countless mortals who practice differently.

All raised their heads.

The mortals looked confused and didn't know what happened. The Qi training men looked horrified. The giants were unbelievable. The old gods looked solemn, with a hint of fear on their faces.

Of course, there were also several powerful demons who sneered suddenly, but also felt a deep sense of fear.

Rumble!!

As the voice of the Kuaishou echoed in the sky, the faint and clear sword light trembled and broke through the air, and the airflow burst into thunderous roar.

The sword light swam rapidly, wandering on the major temples of the Western Wilderness, and the place where the demon god in the Eastern Wilderness was retreating.

Above the forbidden land of the Demon Clan of the Southern Wilderness, above the Dragon Clan territory in the sea.

The old gods looked as if they were ashen, and their hearts were full of anger. The demon god was even more murderous intent. The sea area continued to roll. A huge dragon head protruded out, and its long tentacles fell from the sky.

However, the sword light wandered by, and the place where it passed was silent.

No sound.

"Who objected?"

A loud voice like the sound of heaven sounded again, echoing in the ears of many demons and even giants of the demons and dragons.

silence!

A long silence.

Even though he was as arrogant as the ancestor of the dragon clan in the sea and the demon marquis of the demon continent, he fell into silence after struggling slightly.

Huh ~

The faint and bright sword light flew back to the Western Wilderness.

In the faint sword light, the soul of the ancestor Xiaomang continued to tremble, and he could no longer make any sounds.

Buzz buzz ~

The sword light suddenly shook, and the heads of the three pan mastiffs of the ancestor Xiaomang suddenly fell from the sword light.

"cut!"

In the sword gate, the hidden wounded and rebuked lightly, and the sword light instantly slashed the three heads into pieces!

And in a place where no one could see it, a sword light divided into tens of millions, and led by the blood of the ancestor Xiaomang, instantly disappeared into the darkness.

Following an unpredictable trajectory, he instantly entered all parts of the Western Wilderness.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Thousands of sound echoed above the Western Wilderness, like thunder and like the wrath of the sky!

"Ah! My bloodline! My divine blood!"

"No! No! I don't have a murderer, I don't!"

"I curse you! I curse you!!"

In an instant, screams in the entire Western Wilderness shook the sky.

Countless Xiaomang gods all started to wail, feeling the disappearance of the divine blood in their bodies in extreme despair.

They are all descendants of the ancestor Xiaomang!

"No!!"

In the new temple of Xiaomang, the Qi training men of the Xiaomang God clan who were in the true spirit realm screamed in pain and showed the prototype of the Panmaster.

As the sword light cut off the divine blood, their bodies continued to shrink, and the heads of the three panmastiffs slowly retreated.

In the end, the two heads disappeared, leaving only the one in the middle, and roared unwillingly:

"Woof woof!!!"

And this is just the beginning.

Divine blood brings an unparalleled advantage, but the consequences of the disappearance of Divine Blood are also unimaginable!

The entire Xiaomang God Clan, millions and millions of people, all of their bloodlines have deteriorated.

Degenerate from three-plate mastiffs to one mastiff.

Even the wisdom began to disappear.
To be continued...