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Under the gaze of horror, a broken big clock was sacrificed by Time Daxuan Xuanxiao and hung in front of him.

This big clock is one meter high and is made of some material. It is very heavy and is covered with traces of corrosion.

"This... isn't it the last piece of the incomplete soldier taken by the first son at the last intermediate auction? Now it is sacrificed, what can it do."

A holy king exclaimed.

Although he did not participate in the mid-level auction, he also heard the news of the big clock, which caused a lot of sensation and was finally photographed by Xiao Ye at a high price.

"This is indeed a crippled sage, but it's useless, it depends on whose hands." Time Dasheng Xuan Xiao said coldly, while his hands traced the trajectory of the sacred path, constantly patting the big clock in front of him.

He let Xiao Ye take this big clock at that time, precisely because he noticed its extraordinary features, devoted himself to studying for so many years, and finally made a breakthrough.

You know, he was the last holy order strongman of the ancient tribes in the early days. The nine veins in the early days are all involved. His insights are so amazing that even the current master of the temple, Xuanlong, is incomparable.

clang!

All of a sudden, this big bell trembles, and it trembles through nine days and ten earths, shaking all the holy blood.

boom!

The most frightening thing is that this big clock was washed out of lead, the traces of corrosion disappeared, and it became streamer. A mighty power belonging to the level of the Lord was rising, like a great wave rolled up, and it was directly in the sky. Going, pressing towards the huge cemetery.

This mausoleum is also heavily restrained and protected by the formation of the Holy Lord level. Now it is automatically stimulated and confronted.

Rumble!

Just like two supreme treasures, they collided fiercely together, instantly shaking the mountain, the galaxy collapsed, and everything was destroyed. .

As for the mausoleum, more than half of the tombstones exploded, and the corpse in it turned into fly ash. The corpse that was shot by Jun Ling's soul mark and flew in the sky also turned into dust.

"No!"

Many Dayan ancient tribes have their eyes red and clenched their fists.

This cemetery has an extraordinary significance among the Dayan ancient tribes. All that can lie in it is the existence of the Khan Ma who made contributions to the Dayan ancient tribe.

Now that it is about to be destroyed, who can sit still?

"This... this big clock, even with such power, is more terrible than the small heavenly master weapon, I am afraid that it is the level of the heavenly master!"

The elders of the Golden Staff of the Dayan ancient tribe were horrified, their bodies were cold, and their backs were covered with cold sweat.

They urged the formation of the level of the holy master, and when the time holy fight, they have never seen the other party urge this incomplete soldier.

clang!

At this moment, the big bell trembles again, flowing out of immortality, as if a strong man recovered, and issued a second blow.

Boom!

This time it was more thorough. The holy master formation that guarded this mausoleum couldn't hold on and collapsed directly. The huge mausoleum was torn apart and almost no intact tombstones could be found.

"In the beginning, Son, you are too much!"

At that moment, the soul light trembled and whined, and turned into the appearance of all sentient beings. In his ancient well-talked words, there was finally a trace of emotional fluctuations.

That is anger!

Extreme anger!

With the imprint of his soul, he can take pictures of any sacred corpse of the Dayan ancient clan for his own use, and he is inherently invincible.

But in general, Xiao Ye was disturbed by the Soul Forging Bible. Now that he has got rid of this interference, the cemetery has also been torn apart, let alone photographing other saints.

"You and I fight, as long as I can destroy your soul mark, what means do I use that is my business, why should I say too much?"

"Now you have no power to stop me."

Xiao Ye smiled coldly, staring at Jun Min's soul imprint, his eyes surging coldly, eager to move.

Swish swish!

As Xiao Ye's words fell, the four elders of the Golden Staff came across the sky and stood around the mark of Jun Cheng's soul. They watched Xiao Ye as if they were facing the enemy.

Although this is only a mark of the soul of the first son, it is also very important and must not be destroyed by others.

"I... lost?" Jun Cheng's soul mark trembles violently.

"Son Son, it is better not to fight with them now, so as not to change things. The family land of the Dayan ancient tribe may have other fighting power."

Time Daxuan Xuanxiao has destroyed the cemetery, and brought the big bell into the sky and told Xiao Ye.

After all, this big bell is a crippled sacred main weapon, and it can only exert its power several times as much as a sacred main weapon. Otherwise, they would have sacrificed long ago, and they would not wait until now.

If the few remaining attacks are consumed, even if this mark of Soul Jun can be destroyed, they have also lost their deterrence, which is not worth the loss.

"Go, let's go to Dayanyuan to see who dares to stop me!"

Xiao Ye pondered for a moment, withdrawn her gaze and sighed.

If there is a chance, he will never let go of the strong powers of the Dayan ancient tribe, but he still focuses on taking back the body of the Holy Son.

Wow, wow!

Xiao Ye and Xuan Xiao turned into two Changhongs one after the other, looting away in the direction of the source of Dayan, as if entering a land of no one.

"Hate, if the Lord Masters of my family are present, the Son would have been bombed countless times in the early days!"

Behind him, many strong men of the Dayan ancient cries raised their heads and screamed.

The elders of the four golden rods all looked stiff, white and white, but they dared not catch up.

The horror power of the big clock has been fully demonstrated, they can't resist by urging the Holy Lord to kill the line, and rushing up is completely dead, meaningless.

At the same time, a deep sense of frustration swept through the body.

When did their Dayan ancient tribe fall to this point?

"In the early days, Saint Child Xiao Ye, suppressed the Dayan ancient tribe?"

"I really didn't expect that the crippled Holy Master weapon had such terrifying power."

"The Dayan Ancient Clan, the Holy Lord is difficult to find, do I have to bow my head now?"

The spectators are talking.

In the early days, the Son came to the ancient land of the Dayan ancient tribe, and even the ancient tribe could not lift his head. It made people feel like dreams, but it happened again.

But some people also issued a rebuttal, thinking that the Dayan ancient tribe would not be so simple, and there must be a later move.

Wow!

In the origin of Dayan, the galaxy is bright and boundless, and the figures of Xiao Ye and Time Saint Xuan Xiao appear.

Xiao Ye's eye for the fortune of heaven is auspicious and avoids evil, and flew directly towards the central area.

Soon, the huge old tree was already in sight.

"No one can stop me from taking back my son body!"

Xiao Ye's eyes were soaring, and he took the time to reach the ancient tree canopy, looked at the figure on the mountain, and strode forward.

Rumble!

The "potentials" of the entire Dayanyuan are converging and swept frantically, and Xiao Ye is struggling to resist, step by step, toward his body.

"I finally saw the body of the Son!"

The time Daxuan Xuanxiao was also excited, and at the same time, a large bell was sacrificed and the alert was launched.

(The third one is coming!)