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Years are like a shuttle, another two hundred years have passed.

With the fiasco of the demon clan, the human clan ushered in a relatively peaceful period.

In the past two hundred years, the human race has been calm, and there has not been much turmoil.

However, the nine-veined masters of the early ancient tribes, which had received much attention, did not fight against the major ancient tribes.

On the contrary, during this time, they have traveled for nine days, penetrated many dangerous places, and other racial forces. They overbeared a large number of rare treasures and brought them into the Great Realm. Even the human temple did not dare to interfere.

Their behavior, which was closed after the breakthrough of the first son Xiao Ye, caused a heated discussion among the heavens and the world.

Do the ancient ancestors of the Nine Kingdoms of the early tribes want to forcibly raise the realm of the Son of the First Tribe?

However, two hundred years passed away. Under the exploration of various forces, the first son, Xiao Ye, had not moved much since he broke through to the state of Xiaochengsheng, and the state of the realm was astonishing.

With the guidance of the existence of the nine-pronged master, plus the looting of so many rare treasures, it is entirely possible to take another step forward in the past two hundred years, otherwise how can it be worthy of the identity of the first son?

After all, Xiao Ye broke through to the status of Xiaochengsheng two hundred years ago, triggering a monstrous vision and creating a great sense of expectation for everyone.

"Oh, what's so strange here, the holy son failed to return to the position at the beginning, didn't cross the dragon gate, after all, it was just a mortal child, and the ancient tribe had become a thing after all."

Under this kind of speculation, a cold word came from the direction of the Dayan ancient tribe.

For a time, many people were emotional.

Although this sentence is very harsh, it seems to give a reasonable explanation.

Although the Son of Taichu appears, can't the glory of the ancient tribe be reappeared after all?

Above a bright star in Yanhuang Dajie, under a vast old vine tree, Xiao Ye in a black robe is sitting cross-legged.

His dark hair is thick, his eyes are like electricity, and his body seems to be transformed into a vast universe, lit up stars.

This is an extremely terrifying process. This supreme and magnificent scene is awe-inspiring. It seems to hear the sound of sacrifice and worship of all living beings, and it seems that all living beings are crying.

Xiao Ye Mingming didn't urge any holy way, but there was a staggering world. If the sea was turbulent, it spread to all directions, and at a glance, nine days and ten days were in front of him.

Under this vast old vine tree, a figure of disillusionment was disillusioned and formed, exuding immortality, and various visions rose behind it.

This is a vast atmosphere, people can not help but to bow, bow down.

"what!"

At a certain moment, Xiao Ye got up suddenly and shouted with her head up.

Suddenly, the wind and thunder made great noises, thunder and thunder, and torn the universe, every lightning was like a galaxy, terrible to the extreme.

The most frightening thing is that Xiao Ye resembles the universe, containing Baichuan and all living things, and the Spiritual Aura of Sheng Dao rises to 100,000 strands.

This is a scary enough number.

You should know that the Holy Spirit is the embodiment of the origin of the Holy Spirit.

Like a general little saint, it is not bad to be able to cultivate five thousand strands of divine aura. If the geniuses cultivated by the major forces are almost ten thousand strands.

To be more, it is estimated that the epoch of the human race and ancient clan forces can be reached, but at most it will stop at about 30,000 strands.

This is the limit that this state can reach.

Before switching to Xiao Ye, the ancient scriptures became holy at the beginning of the Ether, and the origin was turbulent. In the realm of small holy saints, it could only hold about 40,000 lines of holy spirits.

But now, he broke through the barriers and built a tall house, directly creating a miracle against the sky.

Accommodating so many auras of the Holy Path, even if it is traumatized, it can be repaired in an instant, which is equivalent to having an undead holy body.

In the past two hundred years, he has been completely reborn.

"Thanks, thank you."

The long whistle disappeared, Xiao Ye rose into the sky, and his deep eyes looked far away.

There, there are nine great shores, tall figures sitting, silently guarding him, it is the nine veins of the early ancient tribe.

Although he failed to return to his position, he was baptized by the luck of the ancient tribe, the shackles were broken, his body changed, and he had unlimited possibilities.

In the past two hundred years, the master of the nine veins has found rare treasures, imitating the actions of the ancient people of the early days of that year, and constantly inspiring the potential of his body to achieve today's results.

"Holy Son, although we can't create the strongest body for you like our glorious period, but it can also help you to break the limit."

"With your present body, you are already qualified to cultivate the power of my family's nine veins at the same time, and understand the advanced saints."

Stepping out of the Eternal Land, the asura, who had turned into a corpse, showed a stiff smile.

"Advanced Word!"

Xiao Ye's eyes became hot.

The conditions required to comprehend the higher saints are too harsh, and it is countless times more difficult than becoming the Lord.

This is like a very heavy weapon. If you do not have enough strength, you will not only have no way to hold it, but will hurt yourself.

In the early days, the ancient tribes had their own high-level holy ways.

That is the word of time!

This is a horrible to the ultimate holy way, transcendence above, is the ancestral force of the ancient people in the early days.

There is time for the Word, and this has evolved into the nine veins.

Even in the glorious period of the ancient tribes in the early days, those who could comprehend the holy way of time were rare, and only one would appear in countless eras.

"Holy Son, you have realized the Holy Way of War, please accept our other eight pulse strength!"

At this moment, in addition to the lord who was in the same line as the warlord, the eight lords drank at the same time, his hands were sealed, sitting in eight directions, and surrounded Xiao Ye in the center.

Wow!

Eight completely different holy paths rose into the sky, turned into countless mysterious ancient scriptures, floated in the void, and then rushed towards Xiao Ye.

Bang!

Xiao Ye's body shuddered and suffered a violent impact. Eight kinds of ancient scriptures, which explained the world's best principles, appeared on his body and flashed.

The power of the nine veins of War Saints, Heavenly Luck, Shura, Du Zun, Wancao, Xuantong, Tianhuang, Qiu Dao, and Reincarnation flashed in Xiao Ye's mind.

A holy body of the holy order can only accommodate one kind of holy way. This is common sense. If you realize the second type again, you need to separate it and form a second holy body.

Because of different sacred ways, there will be repulsion, and the sage strong will die.

At this moment, the power of nine intermediate sages, with Xiao Ye's body as the battlefield, violently collided.

But Xiao Ye's figure was too strong, far above the ancient son of the epoch, although it continued to crack and opened, it was quickly repaired.

In the end, he took it slowly.

(The first is here!)