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Xiao Ye has caused a lot of waves when the Dark Star Realm broke through. This time he returned to the Three Thousand Realms, showing the true heavenly holy main realm, directly triggering a monstrous vision, and the entire Three Thousand Great Realms are in turmoil. And the power of the heaven and the earth was attracted, and blessing occurred.

Xiao Ye looked like a god, majestic, and broke nine days. The power of the unmatched Holy Lord penetrated the universe, covering tens of thousands of miles, so that the seven ancient tribes were screaming, and the body and the holy bone were broken. The sound was continuous.

Within a short time of less than ten breaths, more than twenty strong men of the level of the Holy Lord had fallen, and even the true Lord of the Holy Land could not bear it, and was hit hard.

"In the beginning, did the Son become so terrible?"

At this moment, everyone felt a suffocating feeling of fear, unable to speak, and the whole starry sky fell into silence.

It only took hundreds of years to cross the sky and complete the transformation of the true heaven. This is already terrible enough.

But the strength that Xiao Ye showed was even more frightening.

You must know that among the seven ancient tribes, there are at least more than twenty people in the same realm as Xiao Ye, but they are all suppressed by Xiao Ye, and the gap is too great to measure.

What is invincibility?

This is invincible!

Even the first-generation sons who stood on the holy monuments of the ancient tribes all showed shocking colors.

They vaguely guessed why Gai Qing Cang had such a weird reaction.

"Emperor Wuchen, Lord Xuanlong, are you all right?"

Xiao Ye's mighty power, shrouded by the power of endless world, walked to the temple and looked at Emperor Wuchen and others. Wherever he went, he hit the undead seven ancient clan powerhouses, retreated from the three houses, and separated a road. Like a ghost.

The holy shrines that suffered the impact suffered heavy casualties, and almost all the elders died in battle.

"We're all right, we can't die yet, but you kid, really did not disappoint Master Xuanyuan!"

"Hahaha, I knew I was not wrong!"

The eight remaining temple principals were also mentally exhausted and contaminated with holy blood, but at the moment the eyes were bright and all laughed.

The temple had long expected that there would be such a day, so it was secretly selected from the human race to cultivate.

Now this effort has finally paid off.

Now Xiao Ye has the strength to surpass the master.

"Has the three principals fallen?"

"Master Xuanyuan, what's the situation?"

After looking at the eight principals, Xiao Ye frowned slightly, then looked towards the temple, and the vast holy knowledge swept in instantly.

But his holy knowledge, as if he rushed into the universe, in addition to feeling the vastness, but no response, suddenly frowned deeper.

Wow!

At this moment, the seven ancient tribes who were hit hard by Xiao Ye are reorganizing and converging together, looking at Xiao Ye with a wary face.

At the same time, there were runes on the ancient holy steles surging rapidly, as if summoned, and more ancient holy world powerfuls arrived, one after another with fierce eyes.

The most shocking thing is that the first-generation Son standing on the ancient sacred stele is also eager to move, a trace of a gloomy atmosphere is gathering, like the mountain rain is coming to the wind and the building is full, and the war is about to happen.

This kind of breath makes the people watching the war tight.

In the early days, although the young son Xiao Ye showed invincible strength in the same realm, he chose to advance and retreat with the temple, that is, he stood on the opposite side of the eight ancient tribes.

The ancient people have a long heritage, how could it be simple?

The crisis of the temple has not been lifted, and the characters of the first generation of sons, after seeing the threat of Xiao Ye, will never give up.

"Oh, the sanctuary is a human protective umbrella. How many human warriors have sheltered before, and can breathe under the might of the ancient people?"

"But it is a great irony that the persecuted ancient son of the ancient tribe was the one who was willing to advance and retreat with the temple at the time of the death."

At this moment, a sarcastic voice spread, and I saw the twinkling Qingze Shengzhu with silver flashing appeared, standing next to Xiao Ye.

His sarcasm glanced over, making those who watched the battle flushed, and looked down in shame.

The contribution made by the human race temple is indeed indelible.

"Qingze, you guys are not dead?"

"Haha, it seems that we can assist Son in the future."

Xuan Xiao laughed excitedly and came across the sky.

Lord Qingze had a very prominent status at the beginning of the year, and he naturally knew it.

"Xuan Xiao, did you dare to call my name? Yeah, you are also the Lord now." Lord Qingze scolded and laughed.

Following Xiao Ye's departure from the Dark Star Realm, he was ready to prepare for the **** battle of the ancient tribes.

Xiao Ye never spoke a word, but he was full of power. At the beginning, all the Holy Order troops came to the side, standing beside him, facing the Eight Ancient Clan.

Emperor Wuchen and other temple masters are no longer talking, they are all waiting in line.

"kill!"

At this moment, a loud drink sounded, shattering the depressive atmosphere in the field. The eight ancient powerfuls were like a rainbow, and the divine power was rich, like a dark cloud of holy light, and they came towards the holy temple.

"war!"

Strong players such as Xuanxiao, Qingze Shengzhu, Nangong Xingyu, Xiaobai and others also shouted and led the Taichu Holy Order army to rush out and kill the eight ancient tribes.

This is the most melee of human race in the history of human race.

However, the minds of the spectators are all condensed on Xiao Ye, the principal of the human clan temple, and the eight early sons.

These people are the final factors that affect the outcome of this melee.

"Eight principals, watch for a while."

"The human temple has paid a lot for me, and it's my turn to pay back today." Xiao Ye left a word and stepped out.

What he wanted, whether it was the early strong man or the Holy Lord of the Eight Ancient Clan, was all forcibly knocked away.

"Eight of the first sons of the first generation, who of you are fighting me?" Xiao Ye's black robe hunting, black hair fluttering, a pair of deep eyes staring at the eight ancient holy steles, the words of Zheng, making the universe suddenly quiet.

Xiao Ye...

Actively launched a challenge!

Hundreds of years have passed since the Battle of the Immortal Tomb, has Xiao Ye collided with the characters of the first son of the Son?

And this time the position makes this war, I am afraid there is no room for it.

However, in the face of Xiao Ye's words, the eight first-generation sons fell into strange silence, and no one could guess their thoughts.

"Don't you want to stand up first?"

"Then start with you first."

"Your strongest body was forced to disintegrate by me, but the deity still dared to deal with me too early, are you afraid of falling!"

Xiao Ye's eyes flickered, looking at Gai Qingcang, the words of Senran seemed to be thunderous.

The first son of the ancient man of heaven and man, Gai Qingcang, was the strongest mortal body forced to disintegrate by Xiao Ye?

(The second one is coming!)