Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

The land of eternity is the land of exile.

Therefore, this middle-aged man is very likely to be the saint's corpse who gave birth to evil thoughts, and it is impossible to be a living person.

But even so, a holy corpse in the holy state is not something they can compete with.

"This single-plank bridge requires all of us to work together to cross it? It's a bluff."

"But what if it is true? After all, the saint of my ancient clan has not come to the eternal land."

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At this moment, the holy kings of the seven ancient clans frowned, and then all looked at the holy sons of their own ancient clans.

Each of the ancient races in the human race can sweep the heavens and the universe, and they fight each other very fiercely.

Looking at the history of the Terran Era, even in the turbulent period, the ancient tribes were doing their own thing and didn't even bother to join forces with others.

How to choose now, they have to obey the decision of the ancient saint son.

"I agree with the Tun Kungu clan."

"Since you're here, you must enter this holy pyramid."

"Son of Dayan, stop."

At this moment, a loud voice sounded, and a slender young man stepped out surrounded by a hundred holy kings of the ancient Tunkun tribe, with runes of the holy way emerging at his feet.

Needless to say, this young man is the Holy Son of the Tunkun Ancient Clan. He actually stood up and told Dayan Holy Son and Xiao Ye to stop fighting.

Under the suppression of the Qi mechanism erupting from the pyramid of the Holy Lord, the Holy Son Tunkun was able to mobilize the holy law!

"It is rumored that Qi Qingyan, a genius of the Tunkun ancient clan, once showed favor to Xiao Ye and wanted to win him over. It seems that the rumor is true."

Many people have strange colors on their faces.

"That's right, Son of Dayan, if you want to deal with the Yanhuang Realm Lord, don't be in a hurry. The pyramid of the Holy One is more important."

At this moment, the world is in turmoil, and there is a mysterious figure standing in the mist, hazy, which makes people exclaim.

The Saint Son of Jiuxiao of the Jiuxiao Ancient Clan in the human race!

It was another figure at the level of a holy child who stood up and spoke to Xiao Ye.

"Okay, then I will give you some face, little miscellaneous fish, we will fight again in the future." Dayan Shengzi's eyes flashed brightly, and he stopped and walked back.

"Holy Son Tunkun, Holy Son Nine Heavens..."

Xiao Ye glanced at the two great saints, then looked at the middle-aged man standing at the top of the pyramid, frowning slightly.

He had originally thought that there might be a holy corpse of a powerful holy man of the forbidden ancient clan in this sacred pyramid, but he felt carefully, but he never felt any fluctuations from the forbidden ancient clan.

It seems that the strong holy corpse of the taboo ancient clan is probably not in this holy pyramid.

Guitu from the Dayangu Clan and Zhang Ye from the Shuangtong Ancient Clan heaved a sigh of relief seeing that a storm had been resolved.

At the same time, the three major ancient clans have expressed their views, and the other four ancient clans naturally have no objections and agree to join forces.

"Xiao Ye, it's fortunate that this mysterious strong man appeared, otherwise it would be troublesome."

The great sage Taixu and the sage kings other than the ancient clan also flew over, their faces full of joy.

He was certainly surprised to find that Xiao Ye had broken through to the Saint King Realm, but it was too dangerous to confront the Son of Dayan.

"Trouble?" Xiao Ye sneered inwardly.

If he really offends him, it's not certain who will win.

"Okay, little guys, since you all agree, let's start, remember to join forces, and it won't work without anyone."

The middle-aged man at the top of the pyramid smiled evilly and waved his palm lightly.

suddenly

Crash!

The Yangtze River under the single-plank bridge has been enlarged, and the power of the holy ranks in it has become even more unfathomable. At the same time, everyone's suppression has disappeared, and Dao and Dharma have surged again.

"Walk!"

The eyes of the Holy Son with Twin Eyes were shining brightly, and he rushed out with others.

Afterwards, the Dayangu and Tunkungu tribes were not to be outdone, and led by Shengzi on the single-plank bridge.

The other ancient clans came on stage one by one, Xiao Ye and the other saint kings were not far behind.

"What is the intention of this person asking us to join forces?"

Xiao Ye thought to himself.

This is rather like a game played by a strong man in the Holy Realm who was born with evil thoughts.

"However, I can take this opportunity to see the strength of the Seven Great Sons."

Xiao Ye's eyes fell on the saint sons of the seven ancient clans in front of him.

Everyone rushed up the single-plank bridge together, and suddenly the Yangtze River below turned blood-red, and the crying and howling of all living beings could be heard, and the oars could be vaguely bleeding, the clouds were gloomy, the bones were piled up, and a large number of creatures from the holy world appeared, which was extremely strange, together When he came to kill, he appeared like a ghost soldier.

boom! boom! boom!

The holy kings of the seven ancient clans attacked together at this moment, turning the world upside down, almost sweeping the heavens.

Especially the Seven Great Sons, each of them is very powerful, mighty and mighty, devouring the universe, and all kinds of holy methods have evolved, which can be said to sweep all the way and shake the world.

Xiao Ye and the others also took action.

However, in just a few tens of breaths, the group walked half the distance, and the holy world creatures of the holy king state began to appear, but they still couldn't resist, and no one was even injured.

"The ancient race is too strong. If it wasn't for internal fighting, our human race would have already dominated the Three Thousand Worlds."

Xiao Ye's face was full of emotion.

This kind of forward speed is much faster than him alone. I am afraid that he will be able to pass this single-plank bridge in a short time.

As everyone walked two-thirds of the way, there were more and more holy world creatures in the holy king realm, and the holy kings of the major ancient clans began to show injuries.

There was a loud buzzing sound, and the vast flames hung down, surrounded by chaos, and directly burned several holy world creatures who were comparable to the little holy kings into nothingness.

This is Saint Son of Nine Heavens making a move.

Boom!

Another majestic power erupted, and the Holy Son Tunkun opened a black hole with one hand, and a creature in the holy world who was comparable to the Dacheng Saint King was crushed half of his body, and then he was directly thrown by the saints of the ancient Tunkun tribe who rushed up. Boom killed.

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"The strength of the saint sons of the ancient clan, I am afraid that even the Dacheng saint king can be defeated." Xiao Ye has been paying attention to the movements of the seven saint sons of the ancient clan, and his eyes suddenly became serious. a clear realization.

At this moment, there have been creatures from the holy world comparable to the level of Dacheng Saint King, and figures of the level of Saint Son, even if they have not done their best, they are almost there.

"There is still one-fifth of the distance left, and we can pass this single-plank bridge." Xiao Ye's eyes narrowed.

But as everyone embarked on the last one-fifth of the journey, the culled creatures from the holy world disappeared, and even the turbulent Yangtze River calmed down.

The entire single-plank bridge was quiet, only the footsteps of the people echoed.

"strangeness!"

The hairs all over Xiao Ye's body stood on end.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

hum! hum!

At this moment, the single-plank bridge trembled violently, and countless precious lights shot up into the sky. In front of everyone, there appeared piles of holy sources, fragments of the holy way that emitted holy brilliance, and many other treasures. Everything exudes a palpitating fluctuation.

"My God, so many treasures!"

"Did I get dazzled? I actually saw a 'Big Shore Sacred Flower'. This is the treasure of the Holy King Realm. One flower can be worth half a million Holy Sources!"

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At this moment, the seven ancient clans, Xiao Ye and others all stopped, their eyes were burning, and their breathing became rapid.

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