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In the endless universe, dozens of huge flying warships cross the starry sky.

At this moment, above one of the flying warships, the surrounding space was turbulent, and there was time turbulence, and an endless Cabernet burst, as if the water was flowing in the starry sky, forming a dazzling aura.

With this aura as the center, there are three thousand primary holy paths and intermediate holy roads manifested, as if dragons are surging around these warships, forming a very terrifying vision.

Needless to say, this was Xiao Ye and his entourage heading to the border of the human race.

Xiao Ye was retreat and practiced. In the early days, the Taoist body's near-sacred lines were urged, and many holy ways were revealed.

"Hahaha, it's really worthwhile to have a mission with Lord Son at the beginning."

"Yeah, in these forty years, I have broken through to the Supreme Realm, and maybe have the opportunity to sprint into the Holy Realm."

"The ability of the Son of God in the early days to form a huge force is so easy!"

At the moment, on top of the warships, most of the saint-order warriors are hurrying to work hard, but there are also some people who are talking excitedly, and at the same time, they cast their gratitude in the direction of Xiao Ye.

How terrifying can Xiao Ye's near-sacred sacred power be? Their understanding of the Word is progressing rapidly.

What's more, this situation lasted for a full forty years, even if a pig is fine.

These warriors were all called from the Sanctuary of the Human Race, but because of their gratitude to Xiao Ye, their cohesion greatly increased.

Bang!

At this moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly rose from the sky above one of the warships, shattered the universe, and caused terrible visions to swarm, and all the martial arts practitioners were alarmed. The body is trembling, almost suffocating.

From a glance, a terrible intermediate saint was inspired, turned into many weapons, and was transforming, revealing a simple and sharp atmosphere, and tending to perfection.

Bang!

At the same time, another coercion rose into the sky, and the endless symbols of the Holy Word were flashing, forming the vision of the Great Circle Wheel Society, and the majesty was revealed in the forest.

"The Soul Path of the Soul and the Sacred Path of Reincarnation!"

"God, Lord Zhantian and Lord Xuanxiao, they have to break through at the same time!"

The warriors of this army were stunned.

It is too difficult to break through the existence of the level of the Holy Lord. Every level of promotion must take ten thousand years as the unit.

Therefore, it is seldom seen that the two great Lords broke through at the same time.

Then, these martial artists were all excited.

They followed the three lords to face other races. The stronger these three lords are, the more likely they are to survive.

"Is this the horrible truth of the Holy Lord? It's so strong!"

In the fiery sacred radiance, the main body of Zhantiansheng stood up, and his body was transforming. He had already reached the tenth stairway of the Sacred Path of the Soul of the Soul. The power of the Lord, or the sacred knowledge, is rapidly increasing.

Without breaking through to this level, it is naturally impossible to understand the horror of the true Lord.

This is a state that can only be achieved by understanding the tenth ladder to the level of consummation.

Not to mention, he still broke through with an intermediate level.

"Zhantian, congratulations, you are already a true God."

A figure came, directly passed through the defensive formation of the warship, and appeared in front of the Lord of the Battle Heaven, it was Xuan Xiao.

At the moment, the other party's face was smiling gently, looking at the Lord of the Battle.

Over the years, Xuan Xiao and Zhan Tian Sheng Ju have been extremely familiar.

"This is not the light of the first son."

"Xuan Xiao, you have also broken through. With your strength, I am afraid that you can fight against the Lord of Heaven."

"In the early days, the ancient people were terrible."

Zhantian Saint Lord has broken through and invited Xuan Xiao to sit cross-legged on the deck and take out wine and drink.

They originally had ten great saints, and they came to the Taixu realm together, but seven of them fell. Xuan Xiao, as a little heavenly saint, survived. This already shows a lot of things.

"I don't know what level Xiao Ye has broken through." Lord Zhantian sighed with emotion.

Over the past 40 years, they have all made rapid progress, not to mention Xiao Ye, who has a sacred pattern.

As usual, he and Xuan Xiao will meet in their spare time.

But Xiao Ye didn't show up once from departure to the present.

"Oh, two seniors, you really have a leisurely mood."

Just when the two were sitting opposite each other, a light laughter suddenly came from around him, causing the body of the Lord of War to tremble, and his face was unbelievable.

I saw a young man in a black robe appear, not who is Xiao Ye?

But most importantly, when Xiao Ye arrived, he didn't even find out.

"Son Son, did you break through your realm again?"

Lord Shengtian stood up and stared at Xiao Ye, the shock in his eyes grew stronger, he asked tentatively.

After only forty years of retreat, Xiao Ye even exuded a vicissitudes of time, as if he had retired for tens of thousands of years, and even he could not see through it.

"It doesn't."

"It should not be far from the destination, come out to breathe."

Xiao Ye's approach to the Saint pattern converged, and he walked forward, sitting cross-legged on the deck, taking a sip of the great wine from the Lord of War, and said, "Good wine."

The Emperor Zhantian smiled helplessly and came over to sit down.

During these forty years, Xiao Ye's realm didn't even break through. If he didn't improve his strength, he wouldn't believe him.

Only Xuan Xiao was quite calm.

As a tribe of the ancient people of the early days, he had a certain understanding of the Taoism of the early days.

The three great saints and strong men talked about the situation of the three thousand worlds while drinking.

And these dozens of flying warships, flying at a constant speed, finally came to a magnificent universe.

There is no star here, and it has all broken up into meteorites and floated in the universe. There are traces of battle everywhere. There is a breath of the Holy Path. I don't know how many eras exist.

"Is the border between Dali and Li?"

Xiao Ye got up, stood on the deck with his hands on his back, his long hair danced with the wind, and his terrifying soul perception made him feel a lot of terrifying breath.

It is like a deep pond with no bottom. I don't know how many peers are hidden.

The Sanctuary of the Human Race has mobilized many Holy Lords of the Human Race to meet here, and they are just one of them.

Zhantian Shengzhu and Xuan Xiao also got up and looked at this universe.

"Huh? Is it the first son of my human race?"

"Oh, what kind of noble identity was the Son of God in the early days, he would also go to the border of Dali in person. There is no human temple here to protect you, are you afraid of falling?"

At this moment, several horrible sacred consciousnesses swept across, and then made a bad voice.

(The first is here!)