Chapter 2345: Realm breakthrough (1/2)

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Rumble!

Xiao Ye sat on the tree crown and fell into a special state.

The void beside him was distorted, and the symbols of the Holy Word were intertwined, covered, and constantly changing, like what was gestating, forming a quite amazing picture.

Xiao Ye is here, deducing with the spirit quality of nothingness.

Simulate the structure of this Raksha Continent with five of its nine veins.

Saint-level strongmen can develop their own holy world, not to mention the strongmen of the holy level.

As for Xiao Ye's holy order, the origin is surging, which is far beyond the number of times that the holy venerable in the same realm does not know how many times. It has this confidence and strength.

Boom!

This process is not easy. The symbols of the Holy Path beside Xiao Ye are intertwined and flashing, continually annihilating and regenerating, and repeating.

At the same time, the wind and thunder made great noises, and the vision of the sky covered the virgin forest, causing the Raksha Continent to tremble. The five kinds of holy paths that supported the Raksha Continent were all in turmoil. less.

”Damn, I knew this alien strong man was mischievous!”

The Raksha Race strong who gathered outside the virgin forest was alarmed and furious.

This Raksha Continent is a holy plane, and it has given birth to a lot of geniuses for the Raksha race. It is very important. How can it be destroyed by outsiders?

But at the same time, such a scene also made them even more fearful, and even the powerful Raksha race fighters at the holy level felt horrified.

They found that the mysterious strongman was still too underestimated, and detection by holy knowledge and various means failed.

Uh!

Just as the sage of the Raksha race couldn't help but was about to rush in, two bright lights, like two lightning bolts piercing Tianyu, followed by the turbulent Raksha Continent forcibly stabilizing.

Between the heavens and the earth, there was a dim light. A dark man with green eyes and a man with the iconic appearance of the Raksha race appeared.

He seems to have come from the ancient times, with a sense of vicissitudes of time, but the years are not invading, so that a strange rhythm has emerged in Raksha mainland, so that all the people on the mainland can’t help but raise a sense of worship , Even the Lord.

”It's the five elders, I didn't expect to alarm his old man!”

”Meet the five elders!”

...

Seeing the coming person, all the Raksha race strong men near the virgin forest suddenly bent over to salute, eyes full of reverence, like seeing a savior.

The Raksha race is a large race in the three thousand worlds, but anyone who can become a master of the elder level must at least have the realm of the supreme saint.

The five elders in front of us, according to legend, have become holy Lords before an epoch, terrifying to the extreme.

The horrible anger is permeating, which makes the body of a group of Raksha race strong body pain, can not help but retreat, but the heart is more excited.

”Who is your Excellency?”

”This is my Raksha race ground, are you acting like this, aren't you afraid of being slaughtered?”

The five elders of the Raksha race stopped and stood hand in hand, looking away in the direction of Xiao Ye. The majestic voice sounded like a thunderstorm.

However, Xiao Ye's figure remained unmoved, like a rock, and the holy light that enveloped him was even more blazing, and even the five elders could not see the whole picture.

Such a gesture suddenly angered the strong of the Raksha race.

How did their five elders exist? Alone, qualified to have a dialogue with a race, is a true leader.

And even if the mysterious man is even stronger, he is not the Holy Lord, so dare to be so proud?

”Since Your Excellency is so arrogant, don't blame me.”

Although the tone of the five elders was still calm, the green eyes flashed through the cold awns, and every step of the way led to the drooping atmosphere, as if it could subvert the universe.

All things in the primitive forest are dead, and iron blood is also the color of pain in the face shuddering and kneeling on the ground.

The prestige of the Lord, even if he did not deliberately target it, is not something he can resist.

”It's five elders!”