Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Among the eight holy masters dispatched by the Dayan ancient clan, there are three true heavenly positions and five great heavenly positions. Such a lineup can be said to be extremely powerful, enough to push those weaker races horizontally.

But it's a pity that what they met was Fusang, the legendary holy master of the Yemei race.

Rumble!

The breath of the holy way of death pervades the heavens of the universe, as if countless turbulent rivers are rushing, suppressing the common people of all worlds, looking at the eight holy masters continuously, suppressing them at a disadvantage.

The most miserable one is none other than the Holy Lord of Huadu.

He himself had been severely injured, and his strength was not comparable to that of the Eight Great Holy Masters of the same clan. Under the veil of death, his body was rapidly declining, and his vitality was rapidly losing.

As for his cry for help, Lord Lianyin and the others simply ignored him.

"what!"

Amidst the shrill screams, the body of Huadu Holy Master was cracked, like dry ground, lost all breath, and gradually turned into fly ash and scattered between the heaven and the earth.

Holy Lord of Huadu, fall!

"Holy Master Xingxiu, Holy Master Nixia, as the masters of the temple, don't you want to stand by and watch!" Holy Master Lianyin couldn't help but roared with a sense of sadness in his heart.

Their eight great holy masters were suppressed by the holy master Fusang, and they were firmly restrained, not to mention the holy masters of the night charm race were watching closely. They were like wild beasts in a prison, unable to break free at all.

"Holy Master Lianyin, you now remember that we are the masters of the temple, did you put me in your eyes just now?"

The four principals of the Human Race Temple all sneered, but left a word, then withdrew and returned to the Human Race's camp.

Regarding the Lord of Cracking Sound, they began to feel angry in their hearts.

And looking at the other party's appearance, they could also guess that the fall of Mei Qing'ao had an inescapable relationship with the Dayangu Clan.

That being the case, why do they have to go through the muddy water?

"you!"

As soon as this remark came out, Holy Master Lianyin suffocated and had no words to refute, and was overwhelmed by the mighty holy way of death.

Without foreign aid, after a bloody battle, the eight great holy masters of the Dayan ancient clan began to fall, and the three great heavenly holy masters were killed one after another.

The Holy Lord powerhouse of the Yemei race also participated in the battle, making the powerhouses of the Dayangu tribe even more precarious and severely injured.

Immediately afterwards, another true heavenly sage was killed.

The eight holy masters of the Dayan ancient clan came together, and half of them have been lost now.

The most powerful Lord Lieyin was not willing to roar, gray blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked crazy. He even sacrificed five weapons of the real holy master at the same time, piercing the space, intending to smash the world.

"Humph!"

The Holy Master Fusang just snorted coldly, and also raised a small yellow flag, fluttering in the wind, as if opening the gate of hell, shaking the chaotic void, and even the five Holy Master weapons sacrificed by the Lieyin Holy Master were all They all wailed, and then fell from the void, losing all Dao rhymes.

This small flag contains heaven and earth, and it shoots out misty light, which directly sucks in all the four holy masters of the Dayangu tribe.

"What a terrifying weapon!" Xiao Ye's pupils shrank.

The small flag sacrificed by the Holy Master Fusang was stronger than the weapon of the real Holy Lord, and this was the first time he saw the other party urging it.

Sure enough, in the three thousand great worlds, such a strong person like this should not be underestimated, and he definitely has a life-saving trump card.

"Son of Absolute Beginning, I will find out the truth. If this matter is still related to you, even if there is the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Emperor, I will not let you go."

The Lord Fusang put away the small flag, glanced at Xiao Ye, stepped forward, and disappeared in an instant.

In fact, seeing the reactions of these holy lords of the Dayan Ancient Clan, he had some guesses in his heart, otherwise he would not have left directly.

"It's over." Xiao Ye smiled.

With the ability of Holy Lord Fusang, it is probably not difficult to get the truth by capturing Holy Lord Lietian and others.

And Holy Lord Cracking Heaven and others must have lost their chances of life. It can be said that he has been rewarded for his great revenge.

"As long as the Lord Fusang finds out the truth, I'm afraid the Yemei race will retreat."

"This emperor understands the leader of the Yemei race, Holy Master. I'm afraid he doesn't have the guts to continue fighting with the human race."

The Heavenly Silkworm Sacred Emperor came over and said.

Xiao Ye nodded.

The Lord Fusang is used to being alone, and started the war just to find the enemy who killed Mei Qingao and find out the truth, so why would he continue to fight the human race?

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ye left across the sky and returned to the human camp.

The Celestial Silkworm Holy Emperor did not leave immediately, but chose to stay and watch the play.

Soon, the turmoil in the Nandou Great Realm spread, causing turmoil among the major forces of the human race.

Although the Dayan Ancient Clan has a profound background, such a loss may be difficult for them to accept.

Three days later, Lord Fusang disappeared from the Nandou Great Realm.

Immediately afterwards, the power created by the powerful members of the Dayangu Clan—Junwei Gate was directly pushed and washed in blood. The blood flowed into the gate and corpses piled up like mountains.

The Lord Junwei of the Junwei Gate was blown up abruptly, leaving only a wreckage.

At the same time, there were four still alive corpses of the Holy Lord, which were obviously the Holy Lord of Lianyin and others.

"Da Yan Gu Clan, you kill my direct disciples and cut off my inheritance incense, this revenge will be avenged."

Some people saw with their own eyes that the figure of the Holy Master Fusang appeared, surrounded by the breath of the holy way of death, and was crossing the void.

The tragedy of Junwei Gate was like a shocking storm, which caused many people to tremble wildly and caused an uproar.

The Holy Lord Fusang has identified the murderer who killed Mei Qingao, the Holy Lord from the Dayan Ancient Clan, so is the liquidation going to start?

And that's exactly what happened.

Letting a holy lord of a foreign race stir up a bloody storm in the territory of the human race, the temple of the human race would naturally not allow it.

The Dayan Ancient Clan also started to fight, but in the next year, the Dayan Ancient Clan still had two powerful Holy Masters who were killed by the Fusang Holy Master, and even affected many Holy Lords and Holy Kings.

"Da Yangu Clan, the loss is really heavy."

"It really deserves it. They asked for it."

...

In Nandou Great Realm, Xuan Xiao, Zhan Tian Shengzhu and others laughed when they heard the news.

Xiao Ye also smiled slightly when he heard the words.

As the legendary Holy Master Fusang, if he wanted to take revenge, it would be enough for the Dayangu tribe to have a headache.

With the departure of the Lord Fusang, the army of the Yemei race also withdrew from the Nandou Great Realm one after another, and the flames of war with the human race had been completely extinguished.

They also plan to leave.

"The Holy Son of the Beginning!"

Suddenly, a pretty woman with short hair suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Ye.

"Ok?"

"Master Nixia!"

Xiao Ye quickly got up, clasped his fists and saluted.

This woman is not simple, she is one of the principals of the temple, and she is already a powerful and true celestial lord.

"One day ago, the Lord Fusang, who took revenge on the Dayan Ancient Clan, was seriously injured. This person is from the Dayan Ancient Clan. Be careful!"

Holy Lord Nixia said in a solemn tone, slowly.

(Sorry, it's a bit late, the second update is here, and I will write the third update sooner)

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