"What, he killed the son of the sea family God!"


    "I should have thought that only this son would dare to kill the sea family God son."


    "He''s so good!"


    "Of course, not to mention the God son of the sea clan, have you seen Gong liangxiu now? If I guess right, Gong liangxiu will probably die in his hands."


    The crowd was in an uproar and forgot to run away.


    In fact, there is no need to escape now, because the war has completely stopped with Yang Xuan admitting that he killed the God son of the sea family.


    At the same time, everyone''s eyes focused on Yang Xuan. There were both shock and anger. For example, many sea people wanted to devour Yang Xuan alive.


    In addition, some people couldn''t accept the death of the son of God of the sea family and shouted, "what kind of man is the son of God destined to shake the heavens and sweep across the eight wastelands? How can you kill him? I don''t believe it, I won''t believe it."


    "Strong as a real fairy, it will fall, not to mention the small sea family God sons?"


    Yang Xuan smiled coldly and looked around at a large number of Hai people: "don''t look at me with dead dad''s eyes. I''m standing here waiting for you to come for revenge."


    "Kid, you''re crazy!"


    "This son must die, and ask the high priest to kill him!"


    All the Hai people''s eyes are red. If their eyes can kill, Yang Xuan may have died thousands of times.


    "Little beast, your sins are unforgivable. I''ll skin you, cramp you, and torture you to death."


    With a loud roar, the high priest of the Hai family released the terrible pressure to suppress Yang Xuan.


    "Momentum oppression is useless to me. Don''t waste your strength."


    Yang Xuan was calm, raised his hand and supported him. He was completely in a state of space-time prohibition.


    The momentum of the high priest of the Hai nationality was greatly weakened as soon as he didn''t enter it. It''s hard to have an impact on Yang Xuan, Sikong AO and the butterfly emperor.


    "This is... The power of time and space!"


    The high priest of the sea clan finally noticed something, and his old face was full of incredible color.


    "God, after a trip to the secret realm of time and space, has he understood the profound meaning of time and space?"


    "This son''s talent is rare and can be called a generation of demons."


    Being able to master the power of time and space means that Yang Xuan has understood the profound meaning of time and space, which is really shocking. Some originally pretentious external geniuses can''t help admiring Yang Xuan and willing to bow down.


    Not to mention strength, just a cultivation talent, they are far less than Yang Xuan. They can''t compare with each other. They are very different.


    "My good brother has understood the profound meaning of time and space."


    Sikong Ao just wondered why those Hai people were suddenly immobilized, but he was not surprised to learn that Yang Xuan understood the profound meaning of time and space.


    However, thinking that Yang Xuan could understand the profound meaning of time and space so soon, Sikong Ao''s heart was still difficult to calm.


    "Brother Cheng De, where on earth did you find such a freak?"


    The restless people are not only Sikong Ao, but also Gao Hailin, the supreme Minister of Qi Tianzong, who is hidden in the dark.


    "I found someone, and I never expected that he could understand the profound meaning of time and space from the secret realm of time and space."


    Wang Ming''s way of heaven.


    "Several people are also dignified. Since they have come, don''t hide. Why, do you want the younger generation to deal with the current situation alone?"


    At this moment, a faint hum came, which made song Chengde, Wang tomorrow, Zhuang Hexian and Gao Hailin slightly stunned.


    "Hehe, sure enough, you can''t hide anything from young Xia Yang."


    Song Chengde was the first to react and showed his body first.


    Brush!!!


    Song Chengde came out. Wang tomorrow, Zhuang Hexian and Gao Hailin could not shrink out. In a twinkling of an eye, the three appeared one after another and stood side by side with song Chengde.


    "Well, well, I knew you wouldn''t be willing. Anyway, don''t want to leave today."


    The high priest of the sea clan said grimly that he had decided not only to kill Yang Xuan to comfort the spirit of the sea clan God son in heaven, but also to kill song Chengde.


    "Your Excellency is too arrogant. Yes, we are not your opponents, but you can see clearly that there are four of us. If we fight with our lives, you have to pay for it."


    Zhuang he drank leisurely.


    "It''s ridiculous. How dare a few saints shout with me? It''s too much."


    The high priest of the Hai family was very angry and smiled back. He didn''t pay attention to song Chengde and others at all.


    "Four, people look down on you so much. You have to show some housekeeping skills. Well, let''s work together to deal with him, and the younger generation will help."


    Yang Xuan smiled, a force of time and space played out, and immediately shrouded the high priest of the Hai family.


    The high priest of the sea family sank and his movement was limited. In front of the power of time and space taboo, he could only resist hard and could not get rid of it.


    "If you understand the law of time and space, I may still hate you, but with the power of time and space, it doesn''t pose a threat to me."


    The high priest of Hai nationality looked at Yang xuandao coldly.


    "Yes, it''s hard for my space-time power to kill you or even hurt you, but you seem to forget that your opponent is not me."


    Yang Xuan was a cold tunnel, and then shouted at Song Chengde, "when will you stay if you don''t start at this time?"


    "Kill!"


    At this moment, song Chengde shot.


    As the oldest supreme elder of Shenzong, song Chengde would kill him if he didn''t do it. He shook his arms and burst into thousands of swords.


    This is his famous stunt - killing God with ten thousand swords!


    Each sword light is an ancient treasure. It not only cuts iron like mud, but also is indestructible. At present, it is urged by strong spiritual force, and its power can be imagined.


    "Let''s do it, too."


    Wang tomorrow, Zhuang He is free, and Gao Hailin is not free. They each display their unique skills and attack the high priest of the Hai family with lightning speed.


    "You want to die!"


    The high priest of the sea clan roared angrily. His eight arms soared rapidly and swept all directions. One of them instantly crossed thousands of feet, just like a ferocious dragon, and instantly exploded more than a dozen people from the secret territory of time and space into a blood mist.


    "Back!"


    Seeing a huge arm roaring to the sky, Yang Xuan, Sikong AO and the butterfly emperor quickly flew back and hid away.


    At the same time, the center of the battlefield suddenly burst into an unspeakable light.


    And in the light of the sky, whether song Chengde or Wang tomorrow, Zhuang Hexian and Gao Hailin, all spit blood and fly out, and each of them was seriously injured.


    "The old devil is so strong!"


    Yang Xuan was surprised to find that he still underestimated the high priest of the sea family. His strength is not what he can compete with now.