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Ao Chunqiu's words caused a weird atmosphere to sweep between the five first-generation sons.

After the rebirth of the era, Xiao Ye once again appeared to have completed the holy son's return, rising like a meteor, sweeping all enemies.

But they did not make them too concerned about the first sons.

In the long rivers of the years, the human geniuses they have seen, such as the crucian carp crossing the river, are endless, but in the end, there is no one at all, reaching the point of being side by side with them.

This is the same even if it is the first Son.

After all, if the ancient tribe reappears in the early days, how would the Dayan ancient tribe stand idly by? No matter how great the potential is, and what the qualifications are, how can it not grow?

Therefore, they naturally did not have much interest in Xiao Ye. This is a natural contempt for the superior.

But now Ao Chunqiu's words have attracted their attention.

It was not Xiao Ye itself, but some secrets that Xiao Ye was carrying.

"Are the three beasts with mutated blood veins in the Holy Realm he opened up?"

"In the old days, this son let my clan Hao Zun lord, resolve the ban on the control of strange animals, but let my clan lose face."

"In the beginning, the Son, it is better to surrender the three beasts and the descendants of Qing Hao's leader to atone for sins." A first-generation Son spoke.

He was wearing a sleeveless robe, like a barbarian dragon, and his strong body could crush the vacuum, and his eyes shone with contempt for all beings.

He raised his hands and throwed all the power to make all birds and beasts kneel down, but the whole person looked very vague, covered by the traces of the endless holy path, it is difficult to speculate its depth, but his strength is beyond doubt.

The first son of the strange ancient race-Long Bo!

As soon as he moved, there was a dragon roaring and phoenixing, shaking for nine days, nine days and ten places were roaring, there was an imaginary image of the dazzling holy light turning into a dire beast, endless, the beasts roared like a mighty torrent. Throughout the space, the atmosphere is magnificent.

This kind of terrible coercion, far more than the true Lord of God, omnipresent, even traversed the space and directly appeared beside Xiao Ye.

In an instant--

Rumble!

The empty tombs near Xiao Ye exploded, and all the holy saints of the human race were all trembling and bending down, even the true heavenly saint.

As for Xiao Ye, it was the first to bear the brunt of the whole person's blood.

At the same time, the nine-pronged holy path of his body rises at the same time, turning into the nine-fold holy lord realm to resist the coercive pressure from the vastness, protecting him and Xuan Xiao who was directly hit.

Click!

The main area of the Ninefold Saints trembles together. Under this pressure, it deforms and twists. Obviously, it will not last for long.

"Proud! Spring! Autumn!"

"Can his pupil surgery see through my Holy World?" Xiao Ye looked pale.

He asked himself that he had no trouble with the other party. He had been in the same fairy tomb for a month and had never had a conflict.

A few words from Ao Chunqiu attracted the attention of these early sons, and his heart was sinister.

"go!"

Xiao Ye shouted, the Holy Wing behind stretched out.

Moreover, the Nine Veins Holy Path returned to its ancestors and turned into a Time Holy Path, which affected the time flow rate around it. Before the collapse of the Ninefold Holy Realm, Xiao Ye took Xuanxiao directly to the sky and escaped into the distance, The speed is almost extreme.

In the first generation of the Son, any one was terrified to the extreme, standing at the peak of the Holy Order. With his current strength, it is difficult to match.

What's more, there are six people gathered in the fairy mausoleum.

Looking at the Three Thousand Great Realms, if any holy Lord comes, I am afraid to drink hatred. This is a difficult situation. If he does not want to die, he can only escape.

"Oh, holy son, this fairy mausoleum is so big, but there is only one exit. Where can you escape?"

"Ao Chunqiu didn't lie to us. That pair of holy wings is indeed a unique method for the leader of Qing Hao. If I get it, it may increase a certain amount of strength."

"This hunt is really more and more interesting, and the target can be added with an early son."

Looking at Xiao Ye's escape with the holy way of time, the first generation of sons were not in a hurry, and their eyes became hot.

Reaching such a level, they have already touched the peak of the Holy Order. Perhaps tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, it is difficult to increase their strength by a minute.

Therefore, when I see some treasures that may increase their strength, such fanaticism and excitement are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Come on, it's better than we come to Bibi, to see who can seize the first son of the Taichu." The first son of the Tianren ancient clan laughed overbearingly, even shattering the space directly, not in a teleport, but in a space jump.

Uh, uh, uh!

In addition, the five first-generation sons are also capable of various exhibitions, catching up quickly, even the first pupil of the double pupil ancient tribe Ao Chunqiu, the speed is much faster than the true heavenly holy master teleport.

"God, did the Holy Son also inherit the leadership of Qing Hao?"

"In the beginning, Son, I'm afraid it will fall this time."

Looking at the backs of many first-generation sons, all the powerful people in Xianling were stunned.

It should have belonged to the hunting of the first son of the first generation, but the situation has turned sharply, and it has become the six major first sons hunting the first son. This is a situation that no one can expect.

call out!

In the fairy mausoleum, I saw two figures passing by, letting a great mound like a mound tremble, and even the space rippled, and a glimmer of floating light appeared.

These two figures are Xiao Ye and Xuan Xiao.

"Damn!"

"These first sons are almost as fast as they are in terms of speed!"

Feeling the six terrifying breaths behind him, he was quickly approaching, and Xiao Ye looked pale.

The holy wing, which is made by the bible wings and the Bible, can easily cross the big world at a fast speed.

And he has made another breakthrough in the time holy way in recent years, which can affect the time flow rate of nearly ten times, so as to increase the speed. How terrible is that? Absolutely surpassed the three thousand worlds, all the Holy Lord.

But at this speed, the six first-generation Sons could not be thrown away, but the distance was still shrinking.

In particular, there is a pair of misty eyes, seeing through the nothingness, and understanding all his routes, obviously from the pupil technique of Ao Chunqiu.

"Holy Son, at most ten breaths, these six first-generation Sons will catch up with you."

"Release Xiaobai and his parents. Let's work together with them, and we'll have to pull a cushion when we die."

Xuan Xiao, rolled up with Xiao Ye's holy power, said with a vicious face.

These first sons have almost no shortcomings and are desperately strong.

"It is indeed necessary to join forces with these first sons, but it is not the right time. There is still a lot of room for improvement in the strength of you and me."

"For me, this is a Jedi, but it is also a treasure." Xiao Ye forced himself to calm down, and sharply glanced around, sinking his voice.

"Holy Son, do you want to..."

Xuan Xiao froze for a moment, suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his face was shocked.

(The first is here!)