With the death of the old saint King Shen of the Yin-Yang Sect, the entire Yin-Yang Sect has no power to resist anymore.

The twelve capital gods' evil formations were in motion, and the power of the gods was like a tide, swallowing up the flying holy blood.

After devouring the holy blood of an old saint king, the aura of the twelve puppets increased a bit and became even more magical.

Han Feng put away the two halves of the Saint King's body.

The body of the Saint King is a very good weapon refining material, and Han Feng will not waste it.

The formation of the Twelve Capital Gods covered everything, and people outside could not see everything that happened in the formation.

"If Saint Ancestor Wang takes action, that little beast will definitely die!

"

"Unless the saint from the Eastern Desert or the holy monkey from the Western Desert comes in person, no one can save that little beast today!"

"Destroy my divine city and kill my followers. That little beast deserves to die."

"Killing him like this is really an advantage to him. It's time to draw his soul to light a lamp and draw his blood to make elixirs. The blood of the holy body to make elixirs can definitely extend your life."

"If there is a whole corpse, refine his corpse into a puppet, let him kneel in front of the divine city, and atone for his sins for tens of millions of years, so that everyone in the world can see what will happen to those who dare to offend our Yin Yang Cult!"

The powerful elder of the Yin Yang Sect said bitterly at this moment.

They wished they could kill Han Feng themselves, drink Han Feng's blood, and eat Han Feng's flesh.

The sacred city of the Yin-Yang Sect has been reduced to ruins, and countless disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect have been killed and injured.

In this battle, the Yin Yang Sect's vitality was severely damaged. Even if Han Feng was killed, the Yin Yang Sect's losses could not be restored.

The sage Wang Patriarch has been released from the divine source, and his true heritage has been revealed to the heavens. Soon, he will also be transformed.

A great master with great heritage was also beheaded.

The powerful man suffered numerous casualties!

I don't know how long it will take to recover from this kind of damage.

“Buzz!

"

The Twelve Capital Gods and Evil Formation trembled.

"Did Ancestor finally kill that little beast?"

"When the ancestor comes out and collects the two handed down holy weapons, and then collects the twelve holy beasts, my Yin Yang Sect's foundation will also greatly increase, which can be regarded as making up for the losses!"

In the sky, Lihuo Divine Furnace and the Killing Scepter tightly suppressed the Yin-Yang Ancient Mirror.

If it weren't for the large formation blocking and protecting them, the terrifying after-effects of the battle between the legendary holy soldiers would have razed the Yin-Yang Sect to the ground.

High in the sky, the Yin-Yang Ancient Mirror was suppressed and was completely unable to provide any assistance to the Yin-Yang Sect.

The next moment, a figure walked out from the formation of the Twelve Capital Gods.

"The ancestor is out!"

"The ancestor is out!"

"The evil thief is finally dead!

"

The great power of the Yin Yang Sect, the half-step power, burst into cheers of joy.

But the next moment, the cheers stopped abruptly.

There was deathly silence between heaven and earth, and countless people stared at that figure in disbelief.

"Why, are you surprised to see me?!" Han Feng looked at the people of the Yin Yang Sect and showed a faint smile.

"Impossible, my ancestor is here. Could it be that you were defeated by my ancestor and escaped from the formation?" The king of the Yin Yang Sect shook his head, looked at Han Feng in disbelief, and shouted loudly.

"You're talking about that old man, I chopped him in half alive and he's dead!" Han Feng said coldly.

"How can it be?"

"Impossible, how could the ancestor lose!"

"You are panicking. I, the ancestor of the Yin Yang Sect, am a powerful saint and king. What ability do you have to kill the ancestor of my sect?"

"It's fake, it's all fake, it's an illusion, yes, it's all an illusion!"

People in the Yin Yang Sect are unwilling to accept, let alone unable to accept, the news of their ancestor's death.

"hehe!"

Han Feng sneered: "Since you don't believe it, then come into the big formation and send you on your way to meet your ancestors."

He kneaded the secrets with both hands, and the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods transformed, instantly enveloping all the remaining members of the Yin-Yang Sect.

In the great formation, a dark area was filled with the terrifying power of the gods, like a netherworld abyss.

Twelve huge ancient beasts stood tall, releasing terrifying pressure.

“Holy…holy beast!

"

Many people in the Yin Yang Sect could not bear the pressure and fell to their knees on the ground, trembling.

"Old... Ancestor is really missing!"

The powerful elders of the Yin Yang Sect all looked pale and looked ashen.

The saint Wang Laozu they had placed their hopes on failed to kill Han Feng, the holy body.

They seem to have seen the end of the Yin Yang Sect.

"punish!

"

A voice as powerful as heaven sounded.

The next moment, the twelve towering ancient beasts moved, and the supreme holy power surged in like a tide.

"Roar!

"

The only remaining king of the Yin Yang Sect roared, his whole body glowed with bright light, his blood was like a vast ocean, and the divine chain of order and law condensed into an ancient mirror, trying to resist the supreme holy power.

"puff!

"

The sacred power released by the twelve ancient beasts, with the terrifying power of the gods, instantly penetrated the ancient mirror condensed by order and rules.

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The king exploded directly, blood and bones splashed, and he fell instantly.

"No!

"

Those elders of the Yin Yang Sect can roar, but it's a pity that it doesn't help.

"puff……"

"ah……"

The great formation rotated, and the power of the evil spirits descended. Countless moments of the Yin-Yang Sect turned into blood mist and were swallowed up by the great formation.

"Little thief Han, you are so cruel!"

"I curse you to die a good death!"

"You little beast, you have committed such a crime and are destined to be punished by God."

"We, the Yin Yang Sect, have countless dead souls waiting for you in hell!

"

…

Countless curses rang out, and those people from the Yin Yang Sect cursed Han Feng with vicious curses before they died.

Han Feng was extremely indifferent at this moment and activated the large formation to kill all the people of the Yin Yang Sect.

The Yin Yang Sect, which had more than 200,000 people in existence, and was the supreme sect that towered over the land of Zhongzhou, was destroyed.

From ancient times to the present, no one can tell clearly how many great religions have vanished into ashes and disappeared in the long river of history.

The long years and the rolling world have drowned countless past events.

Even the heroic and majestic supreme emperor will be buried in the years.

The tide ebbs and flows, there is destruction and there is new life, it has been like this throughout the ages.

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