Chapter 2231: Let the Son be buried (1/2)
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This young man in black robe is the deity of Xiao Ye.
The ten holiest bodies and the celestial bodies of heaven are inherently one with the soul of his deity, and the deity naturally knows all that is encountered.
”Hurry up!”
Xiao Ye got up and disappeared directly into the hall of the holy lord, and rushed towards the Southern Realm.
If there are major ancient clan kings here, they will be shocked.
Because the speed of Xiao Ye's teleportation is too exaggerated!
At this time, the Nandou Great Realm had been shrouded in fear, and all the warriors in the Great Realm were trembling with silence.
There are eight more sacred lords, coming from the ancient tribe through the teleportation array!
A total of twenty ancient ancestors!
This is definitely a frightening number, it was accumulated by the human race after many epochs.
But no one was excited and cheered.
Because when the war between the two tribes of the old shemales, there were not so many sages.
Today, they are gathered together to deal with the evil deity of the human race, Xiao Ye. As passersby, I feel very sad and angry.
Of the twenty ancient clan sages, six of them stopped Xiaobai, and the remaining fourteen moved in unison, as if the fourteen insurmountable mountains lay in the universe, constantly shooting and striking numbers. Wanli.
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of the holy way lasted for nine days, and the terrible and horrible light formed various holy methods. The infinite amount of way was cut out, and the force of the attack was shocking.
Poof!
Poof!
...
At this moment, hundreds of millions of stars were shattered, Xiao Ye’s ten great sacred bodies, the mobilized spirits of the Holy Realm were all broken, and the eyebrows were also split, the holy bones were shattered inch by inch, and the blood sputtered and retreated for tens of miles. .
Relying on the Holy Word of Spring and quickly repairing the injury, the origin of these ten sacred bodies is surging, rising up again, and facing the fourteen saints without fear.
”It is really tenacious enough to mobilize the source so brazenly.”
”I want to see how many times you can reshape.”
”Tell the whereabouts of your deity, stop being stubborn.”
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The fourteen saints were either indifferent or surprised, like the hunter's struggle before appreciating the death of the prey.
At this moment, there is no suspense at all. Xiao Ye's ten great mortal bodies fell, just a matter of time.
The origin of the holy deity, although it is tens of times thicker than that of the holy king, but after all, it may dry up.
At the same time, they also found out that Xiao Ye's deity was not among them.
”Sir Emperor Xiao, don't worry about us anymore, just kill yourself!”
”Sir Emperor Xiao, you are the hope of our true spirit, don't sacrifice for us.”
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The true spirits of the martial arts are all red eyes, and it is very sad to see Xiao Ye's ten saints crushed again and again.
The coercion of the fourteen saints was really terrifying. Even the two great saints of Taiyin and Chunyang were overwhelmed by themselves, and they would become fly ash at any time.
They can live to this day, still because of Xiao Ye's top ten sacred bodies.
Seeing that Xiao Ye was like a moth spitting fire, maybe it was releasing the last light in life, how could they not worry?
”Does this guy really think he is the savior?”
Nangong Xingyu's eyes flickered and groaned constantly, trying to rush to help the invincible emperor and peerless emperor, but only got up and was suppressed to death.
Many ancient clan saints are watching this indifferently.
From Xiao Ye's display, after surpassing the potential of the Son level, the ending is already doomed, even if there are twists and turns in the middle.
”Humph!”