Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

"Let them come?" Xuan Xiao's eyes widened suddenly.

The inheritance of the Eight Great Ancient Clans is terrible, and everyone knows that they didn't have the ability to level the temple back then, but they chose to retreat because of scruples.

Now that he is ruthless, showing the attitude of not hesitating to fight the temple to the death, this is definitely a catastrophe, enough to make people desperate, and there is no hope in sight.

And Xiao Ye was so calm after hearing the news?

"Some kind of unbelievable change has taken place in the Son of God." Xuan Xiao calmed down, his eyes became horrified.

This kind of change comes from the level of soul and fate, which cannot be described and described in words.

Xiao Ye clearly stands in the Realm of Heaven, but his aura is even more powerful than those at the peak of the holy rank, or even the patriarch of the ancient clan.

"Xuan Xiao, pass the order down and enter the state of preparation for battle."

"If the eight ancient clans want to get rid of me, then go to war with them!" Xiao Ye said with his hands behind his back.

Before entering the divine land, he must compete with the eight ancient clan inheritances.

Now that the opponent is ready to move, he will naturally not be afraid to fight.

Rumble!

After finishing speaking, Xiao Ye's holy world was opened, and a continent flew out from it, which was the True Spirit Continent.

Compared with the Great Spiritual Plane, the True Spirit Continent is like the gap between the scorching sun and the fireflies, directly suspended in the Great Spiritual Plane.

Xiao Ye rushed directly to the Fengdi City in the True Spirit Continent, and practiced in the formation left by the Master of Time.

The quality of the soul was greatly improved again, which greatly increased Xiao Ye's comprehension. Sitting cross-legged in the core of the huge formation, the comprehension of the second realm of the holy way of time was no longer as difficult as before, but gradually felt like a fish in water.

"It seems that in order to achieve something in the field of the holy way of time, one must have an immortal soul quality."

"I don't know if I can reach the height of time master?"

Xiao Ye couldn't help being amazed.

The more he came into contact with, the more he felt the terror of the time master, who can arrange such formations at will,

Is it an ordinary person?

According to his speculation, those ancient patriarchs are probably incomparable.

"There is also the Tree of Absolute Beginning in the Dark Star Realm..." Xiao Ye secretly said.

While he was cultivating, Xuan Xiao had already passed on Xiao Ye's will, causing the whole of Taichu to boil.

All the strong men who practiced in the treasure land of the human race rushed back with the teleportation array.

With the strong support of the Human Race Temple in recent years, coupled with its own background, the development of Taichu is very rapid, not only in charge of ten great realms, but also the number of holy rank powerhouses under the banner has reached as much as 400,000.

There are also many holy kings and holy venerables.

Taixu, Jiang Kong, the Three True Spirit Emperors, Nangong Xingyu and others were even granted special permission to practice in the Tower of Time.

A supreme religion is taking shape.

"Uncle is finally going to fight with the inheritance of the eight ancient clans. Hehe, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

A beautiful, playful and lovely woman raised her arms and shouted, grinding a pair of canine teeth.

She is Xiao Menghan, the daughter of Xiao Fan, who is now a saint and a militant. After hearing the news, she rushed back immediately, clamoring to join the war, making her speechless.

"Oh my god, Taichu is about to start a war with the inheritance of the eight ancient clans!"

"Oh my god, although the strength in the beginning is amazing, but it's too reluctant to do so, aren't you afraid of being destroyed?"

"The human race will no longer be peaceful."

...

This kind of behavior in the beginning made the world tremble, and no one could sit still.

Anyone can foresee that a fierce collision is about to unfold. These years, the temple has been weak, even if Xuanyuan took action himself, he would be powerless to stop it.

How long such disputes will last, no one can predict.

On this day, the heavens and the earth mourned, and a vague and tall figure stepped out of nothingness, and went straight to the front of the human temple.

He didn't utter a single word, nor did he make a move. He just sat cross-legged towards the temple, with a very indifferent posture, blocking the temple with his body.

This is a silent deterrent, not allowing the temple to participate, at least restraining Xuanyuan.

Immediately afterwards, a holy bird croaked, shaking the universe.

This is the patriarch of the ancient Yiren clan, a sacred bird sitting down, which belongs to the peak existence of the alien beast group. It not only has three kinds of mutant blood, but also sat down for a long time with the patriarch of the ancient Yiren clan to listen to the Taoism, and comprehended it on its own. The holy way, this dispatch, is like a hurricane leaving the country, bloodbathing a great world controlled by the beginning.

Even though all precautions were taken early on, there were still heavy casualties.

Immediately afterwards, another halberd covered the universe, directly cutting a great world under the banner of Taichu into two halves. The terrifying crack could not be healed, and it crushed countless warriors.

This halberd is a Taoist tool, and it was held by the patriarch of the ancient Shuangtong clan. It was sacrificed this time, as if a catastrophe had come.

...

"The beginning will be destroyed, and those who don't want to be implicated will disappear quickly."

The Eight Great Ancient Clans did not attack the Tailing Plane directly, but dealt a devastating blow to the territory controlled by Taichu.

Some people speculated that this move was to cut the wings of Taichu, from the outside to the inside, press step by step, build a front to surround Taichu, without leaving any hope, the method was heinous, very cruel, and the head start, causing a commotion in all parts of the human race.

The Eight Great Ancient Clan Alliance wanted to get rid of Taichu, but no one expected that it would come so quickly.

Moreover, it was too shocking to be shot directly by the patriarch level of the ancient clan. Who would dare to stand on the side of Taichu?

Amidst countless discussions, Taichu quickly launched a counterattack.

"It's impolite to come and not to go. Since the eight ancient clans destroyed my great world in the early days, then use the hearts of your subordinates to make up for it."

Xiao Ye stepped out of the plane of Tailing, easily tore through the defense lines of the eight ancient tribes, and shuttled among the great worlds of the human race.

All the great realms controlled by the inheritance of the eight ancient clans have been patronized by him.

He didn't urge any holy law, relying on his strong soul quality, he directly forced the world hearts of these great worlds out of the world masters.

Compared with the attacks of the eight ancient clans, these methods are even more astonishing.

Although the Gu Clan reacted quickly and wanted to stop it, Xiao Ye acted too quickly. In just a few days, there were more than a hundred world hearts in his hands.

As for the holy rank army of the ancient clan that was building the defense line, it was also attacked by the army of the early days. Three alien beasts, Xiaobai, Chu Fang, and Luoshui, led the battle, and the ancient clan also suffered heavy casualties.

The inheritance of the eight ancient clans reacted quickly and fought against each other, causing the war to break out completely.

"Xiao Ye, you can be called the strongest genius in the history of our human race."

"The inheritance of the eight ancient clans is the sharpening stone before you enter the divine land. If you can turn the world around, our human race will be very happy because of you."

In the human temple, Xuanyuan in a fluttering snow-white dress was sitting cross-legged. Her gaze penetrated the void, looking at the tall figure sitting cross-legged outside the temple, she muttered to herself.

(The third one is here!)