Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

When Xiao Ye made a breakthrough in the Dark Star Realm, he had already caused a lot of trouble. This time, he returned to the Three Thousand Great Realm, showing the Realm of Heaven and the Holy Master Realm, which directly caused a monstrous vision, and the entire Three Thousand Great Realm was in turmoil , and there are patches of heaven and earth power attracted, resulting in a blessing.

Xiao Ye looked like a god, majestic and powerful, breaking through the nine heavens, the unparalleled power of the Holy Lord penetrated the universe, covering tens of thousands of miles, crushing all the seven ancient tribes screaming, their bodies and holy bones were shattered The sound became one.

In less than ten breaths of time, more than 20 strong men at the level of the Holy Master fell, and even the real Holy Lord couldn't bear it, and suffered heavy injuries.

"Has the Holy Son of Absolute Beginning ascended to the True Heavenly Throne, turned out to be so terrifying?"

At this moment, everyone felt a suffocating sense of fear, unable to speak, and the entire starry sky fell into dead silence.

It took only a few hundred years to cross the moat and complete the transformation of the true heavenly position, which is scary enough.

But the strength shown by Xiao Ye is even more frightening.

You must know that among the men and horses of the seven ancient clans, there were at least twenty people in the same realm as Xiao Ye, but they were all suppressed by Xiao Ye, and the gap was so large that it was immeasurable.

What is invincibility?

This is invincible!

Even the first generation of saints who stood on the ancient sacred monument showed shocking expressions.

They vaguely guessed why Gai Qingcang had such a weird reaction.

"My lord Di Wuchen, my lord Xuanlong, are you alright?"

Xiao Ye's power was overwhelming, shrouded by the endless power of heaven and earth, he walked towards the holy hall, looked at Di Wuchen and others, wherever he went, he severely injured the undead powerhouses of the seven ancient clans, retreated and parted ways, Such as respecting ghosts and gods.

The human temple suffered heavy casualties, and almost all the elders died in battle.

"We're fine, we won't die yet, but you really didn't disappoint Master Xuanyuan!"

"Hahaha, I knew I was right!"

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The remaining eight temple masters were also mentally exhausted and stained with holy blood, but their eyes were bright at the moment, and they were all laughing heartily.

The temple had long expected such a day, so it secretly selected talents from the human race for training.

Now this dedication has finally paid off.

Today's Xiao Ye has the strength to surpass the principal.

"Have the other three principals fallen?"

"Master Xuanyuan, how is the situation?"

His eyes swept over the eight principals, Xiao Ye frowned slightly, then he looked into the temple, and the vast holy consciousness swept in instantly.

But his holy consciousness seemed to have rushed into the universe, but he didn't respond except to feel the vastness, which immediately made his brows frowned even deeper.

Crash!

At this moment, the seven ancient tribes who were severely injured by Xiao Ye are reorganizing and gathering together, looking at Xiao Ye warily.

At the same time, runes surged rapidly on the ancient sacred tablet, as if they were summoned, and more ancient sacred powerhouses arrived, each with fierce eyes.

The most shocking thing is that standing on the ancient sacred monument, the first generation of saint sons is also ready to move, strands and wisps of gloomy aura are gathering, as if the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is overwhelming the building, and a war is about to break out.

This kind of aura made the minds of those watching the battle tense.

Although Xiao Ye, the holy son of the beginning of time, showed invincible strength in the same realm, if he chose to advance and retreat with the temple, he would stand on the opposite side of the eight ancient clans.

The ancient clan has a long tradition, how can it be simple?

The crisis in the temple is still not resolved, and the first-generation saint son level figures, after seeing the threat of Xiao Ye, will definitely not let it go.

"Hehe, the temple is the protective umbrella of the human race. How many human warriors have been sheltered, and they can breathe under the power of the ancient race?"

"However, the one who is killed now and is finally willing to advance and retreat with the temple is the persecuted son of the ancient clan in the early days. This is really a great irony!"

At this moment, a sneering voice spread, and the Holy Master Qingze appeared in a teleportation with a silver light all over his body, standing beside Xiao Ye.

His sarcasm glanced over, causing all the spectators to turn red and bow their heads in shame.

The contribution made by the Human Race Temple is indeed indelible.

"Qingze, you bastard is not dead?"

"Haha, it seems that we will be able to assist the Holy Son together in the future."

Xuan Xiao laughed wildly excitedly, and came across the sky.

Holy Master Qingze had a very prominent position in Taichu back then, so he naturally knew him.

"Xuan Xiao, you dare to call me by my name? That's right, you are also the Holy Master now." Qing Ze Holy Master scolded with a smile, also laughing heartily.

Following Xiao Ye's departure from the Dark Star Realm, he was ready for a bloody battle against the various ancient clans.

Xiao Ye didn't say a word, but he was full of power. All the holy army from the beginning came across the sky, stood beside him, and faced the eight ancient clans.

Di Wuchen and other officials in charge of the temple also stopped talking and waited in full force.

"kill!"

At this moment, a sound of Taoist shouting rang out, tearing up the oppressive atmosphere in the field. The powerhouses of the eight ancient tribes were like a rainbow, full of holy power, like a dark cloud of holy light, and shrouded towards the human temple.

"war!"

Yi Xuanxiao, Qingze Holy Master, Nangong Xingyu, Xiaobai and other powerhouses also roared and led the Taichu Holy Rank army to rush out and kill the eight ancient clans.

This is the most peak melee in the history of the human race.

However, the minds of the spectators were all focused on Xiao Ye, the head of the Human Race Temple, and the eight first-generation saints.

These people are the final factors that affect the outcome of this melee.

"Eight principals, watch the battle for now."

"The Human Race Temple has paid a lot for me, and it's my turn to repay it today." Xiao Ye left a sentence and stepped out.

Whether it was the strong man in the beginning or the holy master of the eight ancient clans, he was forcibly knocked away.

"The eight first-generation holy sons, which one of you will fight me?" Xiao Ye's black robe fluttered, his black hair fluttered, and his deep eyes looked at the eight ancient sacred monuments. His words made the universe suddenly quiet.

Xiao Ye...

Take the initiative to launch a challenge!

Hundreds of years have passed since the battle of Xianling, is Xiao Ye going to collide with a figure of the first generation of the Holy Son again?

And the position this time makes this battle, I am afraid there is no room for it.

However, facing Xiao Ye's words, the eight first-generation saints fell into a strange silence, and no one could guess their thoughts.

"Don't you want to be the first to stand up?"

"Then let's start with you."

"Your strongest holy body was forced to disintegrate by me, but this deity still dares to attack me in the beginning, aren't you afraid of falling!"

Xiao Ye's eyes flickered, and he looked at Gai Qingcang, and his harsh words sounded like thunder.

Gai Qingcang, the first holy son of the ancient Tianren clan, the strongest holy body was forced to disintegrate by Xiao Ye?

(Second update arrives!)