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Boom!

Along with a battle horde that erupted in Cabernet Sauvignon, bombarded with unparalleled power, earth-shattering and powerful, desperately powerful, Pang Gong shook, shattered, and completely disintegrated with the Taiji figure propped up by the two intermediate sacred paths. By the way, the symbols of the holy word, which turned into two opposite attributes, disappeared.

Poof!

At the same time, Pang Taban's eyes widened, his mouth spouted a spit of blood, and the whole person's breath was weak. Then he flew out, and even his body could not bear the violent impact, and a blood was blooming.

"The young Master Zhou Zhou was defeated!"

"This... this is too scary!"

At this moment, the Dali border fell into a deadly silence, all masters were stunned, and the face was incredible.

Although Pang Tao is only a celestial lord of the heavens, he is a two-level sacred path of pure yin and pure yang. Even ordinary celestial lords are not opponents.

The confrontation with the Son of Taichu should be a situation where dragons and tigers are fighting each other.

But the final result was that the Son of the Prime Minister didn't even use the rumors of time, and he easily defeated it.

This is a triumphant victory!

"Even if this son doesn't have this body of Saint Son, I'm afraid it's also very against the sky." Many people looked at Xiao Ye's eyes with a trace of dignity.

Obviously, Xiao Ye removed the body of the Holy Son, and at the same time tempered the Nine Veins Holy Method to an extremely amazing level.

"The power of the War of Nine Changes is really terrifying enough." Xiao Ye was very excited.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, he did not regard Pang Gu as his opponent. If he took it seriously, he would be able to suppress the opponent only by the body of the Son.

The reason for the strong defeat of the opponent is also to obtain a deterrent effect.

"Could there be someone else who would like to give me pointers?"

"Relax, as a human race, I certainly won't be too heavy." All the Xiaguang disappeared, revealing Xiao Ye's strong figure. He stood sideways, looking around, and said lightly.

As his words came, the holy Lords of the human race standing on this meteorite group were silent.

"Go."

Seeing this, Xiao Ye withdrew his gaze and stepped forward.

He only reached the border with Dali, so he had to familiarize himself with it and find a place to stay.

Wow!

As Xiao Ye moved forward, the Holy Master strongman who was not in front of the mountain immediately, as well as other masters of the road, could not help but separate and dared not block the way.

"Haha, I'm honest now."

Zhantian Shengzhu and Xuan Xiao also followed.

As for the 300,000 saint-ranking army, all of them followed with excitement.

Forty years on the road, their gratitude to Xiao Ye has long been integrated into the bones, and they all spontaneously support Xiao Ye.

"Damn, he is so strong!"

Looking at Xiao Ye's back, Pang Tao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face pale.

He was proud and arrogant. Among the many holy masters of the human race, Xiao Ye's contribution value pressed him, making him very dissatisfied. In addition, the practice of the holy temple, which stimulated his resentment, so he was quite hostile to Xiao Ye. .

But this battle made him hit hard, and he deeply realized the gap between him and Xiao Ye.

With the end of this war, the normal order of the Dali border was restored again, and the holy Lords of the human races who arrived here all lurked with their own thoughts, waiting for the war ten years later.

The border between Dali and Li is very vast. It is located at the junction of several large circles controlled by the human race. In fact, the space is very stable.

But because there have been too many wars throughout the ages, the border between Dali and Li is dilapidated and full of traces of fighting. At the same time, because of the fall of too many human powers, many starry sky secret realms have been formed, most of which are holy orders.

However, these holy order starry sky realms are of little use to the holy master level strong, so no one pays too much attention.

Looking at it, in addition to the ruins of the stars, you can also see the mottled and ancient border walls, as if countless giants stood side by side, spreading through the universe, with the breath of vicissitudes and years.

Xiao Ye approached the border city wall, and vaguely seemed to hear the sound of fighting through the ages, echoing in his ears.

"Dali border, I don't know how many strong people were buried." Xiao Yening looked at the ancient city wall with a sigh of emotion on his face.

This city wall looks ordinary, but the materials used for casting are rare, very hard, it is a fortification, and it protects the stability of the human race.

"There are ten years."

"I feel closer and closer to the day that inspired the second holy pattern of the Taoist body in the early days." Xiao Ye said inwardly.

During the past 40 years, he continued to practice hard, in addition to the control of the Nine Veins and the Dharma, and to a new level, the potential of the Son's body was constantly being tapped.

Once a war breaks out on the border between Lebanon and Lebanon ten years later, such a scale is absolutely unprecedented, and there will be other racial powerhouses.

"And Jun Gen!"

Han Ye flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes.

In recent years, except that Lord Fusang was almost killed and fled back to Yemei Race Race, he never heard of it again. It was news about Jun.

But this does not mean that the other party is really silent, no one knows when the other party will appear, he naturally dare not carelessly.

At the moment, Xiao Ye left the border wall.

Nowadays, there are more than 30 Holy Lords in the border of Dali. There are no fewer than five Holy Lords alone. They are from the major forces of the human race, and some of them are equivalent to Bu Zhoushan. Converge.

I believe that in the next ten years, other holy Lords mobilized by the temple will also arrive.

And Xiao Ye's strength obviously won the recognition of these forces, but no one came back to find trouble again, and each other was fine and there was not much intersection.

Xiao Ye, the three great saints, led a 300,000 saint-ranking army, settled down on the border, and while retreating, waiting for the war to begin ten years later.

Years are like a shuttle, fleeting, and soon the atmosphere on the border between Da Lei and the country becomes extremely hot.

Because after Xiao Ye, the Holy Lord led the army to the sky, there were geniuses who had risen strongly in the era of reincarnation, and there were also the elder generation of human power who became famous for a long time.

Even, there is a true sacred Lord of the Tunkun tribe.

"It's really strange."

"Is it true that the behavior of the ancient people would be so enthusiastic about the borders between Dali and Lebanon?" Lord Zhantian frowned.

He was jealous in his life, and he knew quite a bit about these ancient forces.

The holy lords of these ancient tribes are all unprofitable guys. The so-called human rights are jokes in front of these guys.

According to rumors, the transfer of the holy lords of the Sanctuary to the Dali border does not include the forces of the ancient clan, and there are other tasks in the body. Why do these ancient lords come?

boom! boom!

At this moment, the two horrible beast roars shattered for nine days, resembling a surging blood, sweeping from far and near.

I saw in the universe, a beast like a leopard, a tiger like a tiger, hundreds of feet tall, and there was a figure standing on the back, breathing like a tyrant like a sea, boiling like a tide.

"Even the Lord Hao Zun among the ancient strangers is here!"

The eyes of Lord Zhantian shrank, and he looked at the middle-aged man with an unusually tall figure wearing a white beast robe.

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