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"His speed is still above us!"

Looking at Xiao Ye who was standing in front of him, all the disciples of Yishen were shaking their hearts and their expressions were shocked.

To know.

In terms of speed, the descendants of ancient gods are not as good as the descendants of wing gods.

For example, in the great decisive battle in the Bauhinia Market, although Xiao Ye showed the power of coercion in the Permian, the speed is still not comparable to the top of them.

But now it is approaching this level. Obviously Xiao Ye's strength has improved again in recent years, reaching the point where they are difficult to speculate.

"This news must be passed on to Brother North Metallographic!"

At this moment, one of the wing **** disciples gritted his teeth and took out a token, something similar to the order of the ancient **** group.

With his urging, this token suddenly emits a misty light, with a breath of communication between the heavens and the world.

Uh! Uh! Uh!

At the same time, other disciples of Yishen shone with a tacit understanding, stopping Xiao Ye and fighting for time for each other.

"Humph!"

"Has Pluto not working?"

Seeing this, Xiao Ye snorted coldly, his body shivering, and suddenly a huge purple crystal was shining brightly, as if the life body was beating.

Suddenly--

Rumble!

Earthquake trembles, space shatters, a terrible bloodline can burst out, and it is rising up and down, making this group of winged **** disciples all spasm of the body, the body sinks, the fall can't be suppressed, the defense is broken, fundamental There is no way to stop Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye used two instruments of divine scroll and blood coagulation to work together to refine his own blood lineage. Although he was still far away from Consummation, he also surpassed Dacheng in a big way. Tao, naturally cannot stop.

At the same time, there was only a purple light flashing in the void, and the disciple of the wing **** who was using the magic power to mobilize the token had screamed and the body of the **** exploded.

"Brother Xiong Yu!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining disciples of Wing God suddenly exclaimed.

This disciple named Xiong Yu's Wing God has already reached the second level of the higher Taoist god, but he was still killed by Xiao Ye.

"Hahaha!"

"Anyway, everything is dead, I would rather choose to end in a tragic way!"

Watching Xiao Ye turn around, his eyes icy coldly approached, and a disciple of Wing God suddenly laughed wildly, with a look of resentment on his face.

Buzz!

He was shrouded in the power of Xiao Ye's Qixing ancient **** bloodline, and his hands were sealed, and he was exerting a strange magical power to make his personality burn like a flame of destruction.

Along with the earth-shattering loud noise, this wing **** disciple suddenly seemed like a sun burst, flesh and blood flew across.

"Unfortunately, I can't appreciate the grandeur of the next Permian!"

"Hopefully, our wing **** group, those brothers who span the Permian, will be able to kill the ancient **** disciples!"

Seeing this scene, other disciples of Yishen felt very sad and were also choosing to explode.

For a time, the dazzling divine light shone to Tianyu, and the rumble continued.

It's just a matter of counting time. At first, more than 80 disciples of winged gods exploded in succession, leaving only the last ten.

This scene made the Taishen disciples in the distance stunned.

Xiao Ye appeared, and forced these wing **** disciples to end their life in a self-explosive manner.

"Without my permission from Xiao Ye, you have no right to die!"

Faced with this scene, Xiao Ye was very calm, looking at the last ten disciples of the wing **** who were detonating, "Imaginary shock wave!"

At this moment, his eyes became very deep, and his cold words were full of divine fluctuations.

From a glance, two thousand filaments of the magic road rose up, and along with Xiao Ye's words, they turned into a horrible magical wave, like an invisible torrent, impacting all around.

Suddenly, the only remaining ten disciples of the winged **** felt the tremor of the divine form, and their divine will, like a candlelight shrouded in heavy rain, suddenly went out.

Immediately afterwards, all the self-explosive fluctuations on their bodies disappeared, and their eyes dimmed, standing like puppets, no more movement.

Their body surface, no traces of scars were visible, the divine order was still there, but the divine order's will had dissipated.

The Avenue of Intentions and Demons was originally the natural enemy of God-level will.

From Ye Chiming's ancient lesson, Xiao Ye split up and realized many magical powers that fit the magic road.

The Yimo Shockwave is the most powerful of these, and it can completely suppress or even destroy the opponent's divine will.

In his current state, the use of such magical powers, and even the higher Taoist gods whose strength reaches the third level, will be affected to a certain extent.

Buzz!

At this moment, Xiao Ye was urging his own god-level will to evade the divinity of these wing **** disciples.

These wing **** disciples have just fallen, and consciousness has not completely dissipated. Xiao Ye is searching their memories and learning the information they want.

"what!"

"Beijing quite a lot of war books, indeed for shame, but also want to start crazy revenge!"

"Now, there are already a part of the disciples of the Wing God across the Permian. They secretly went to the East Qigu, wanting to destroy all the ancient disciples there!"

With the passage of time, Xiao Ye got the information he wanted, and his expression suddenly became irony.

He learned from the memories of these wing **** disciples.

From the perspective of Beijinxiang, Yu Weichi and the other ten strong men turned out and participated in the fight, and he also had some connections with him.

Bei Jinxiang was frightened and fled, and was extremely resentful to him.

The North Metallographic has been closed for so many years, and he did not know that he had acted alone to have such a move.

This is why the group of wing **** disciples were so shocked when they saw him.

"Damn!"

Xiao Ye clenched his fists.

In Dongqi Valley, only Du Dongyu is left to guard. Although the opponent is strong, he may face a loss even in the face of numerous disciples of Winged Gods across the Permian.

What's more, the fighting at that level, even if the battle fluctuates, I am afraid that it will be able to hit them hard, and they will be completely destroyed.

Beijin has published a lot of war books, which are extremely high-profile and attract everyone's attention.

Who can guess that the other party would secretly shoot ordinary disciples at the same time.

This thought is indeed vicious.

boom!

As Xiao Ye waved his hand, the bodies of the ten wing **** disciples who were present all turned into flying ash and dissipated in the sky and earth.

Whoo!

As for Xiao Ye's figure, he also disappeared and changed his direction, heading towards the direction of East Qigu.

At this moment, the disciples on the side were relieved, and they felt terrified.

The strength that Xiao Ye showed was terrifying.

Killing all the wing **** disciples who almost fell, but in front of Xiao Ye, they did not even have the qualification to explode.

"Although the ancient gods are declining, there are many horrible disciples under his seat."

"This child is very extraordinary, I am afraid that the future achievements are limitless, it is best not to match this child, go!"

At the next moment, these Taishen disciples glanced at each other, and they all flickered and left.

(The first is here!)