Chapter 2382: The storm (1/2)

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It was a strong and tall man with an indifferent expression on his face, but just standing there at random, it made people feel like facing the sea, unfathomable.

He was clearly in front of him, but he seemed to be in a faraway place, the misty and elusive, and his personal temperament was too outstanding.

This man, Xiao Ye, who was watching from a distance, was very pleased to find that the growth of the true spirit in these years.

But seeing that the Dayan ancient tribe has appeared in the heavenly Lord, he will naturally not sit idly by.

”He... why is he so like that person!”

”Although it has changed a lot, it looks exactly the same. What is going on?”

”Why did the person who suddenly fell thousands of years ago suddenly appear!”

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When Yueye waited for the eyes of the Dayan ancient tribe and others to look suspiciously, many people who were attracted by the fierce battle were stunned and exclaimed.

At that time, the name was so dazzling. It was a real fame that touched the three thousand worlds. It was spread to all major races, no one did not know it, and it truly had the style of a leader. It was respected by many powerful and powerful people of other races.

There are also many people in the human race who have seen its true face, and they have overlapped with the face of the person in front of them without hindrance.

The first son, Xiao Ye!

This is an impossible person, how come to the world again? Now reproduced, it can shake the sky and send the whole starry sky three times!

You know, at that time, the Lord of Huayan, the ancient Yanyan tribe, did not give the other party any vitality at all.

”Early Son, Xiao Ye!”

The exclamation around was not loud, but the young strong men of the Dayan ancient clan suddenly shook their souls.

Most of them have never faced with Xiao Ye. When they returned, Xiao Ye had already fallen, so he only heard his name and had never seen a real person.

”Are you really a holy son? This is impossible. With the help of the holy Lord of our capital, you can't survive at all. What kind of rats are you, who dare to pretend to be a dead person, are you not afraid of taboo cause and effect? ”

The cold night surging in the eyes of the moon night, the snow on his waist fluttered and questioned.

In the World War I, even though Xiao Ye was able to survive, there would definitely be a big problem in himself. How could he return and even kill the Holy Spirit Lord?

This is simply impossible!

”Since it's a dead person, what is there to pretend to be?”

”I remember you once said that even if I was resurrected, you could cut me off with your own hands. Now that I'm here, you are questioning my identity, which is ridiculous.” Xiao Ye stared at Moonlight indifferently, coldly.

”Everyone, no matter who this person is, I am afraid that they will not be merciful to our people, and only by joint efforts can they be killed!”

Moonlight forced to calm down and shouted.

At this moment, the young powerhouses of the Dayan ancient people are responding, rushing their strength to the peak, holding the holy weapon, and the hustle and bustle, so that the vast world is trembling, and there is a breath that is overwhelming and sweeping.

They are all geniuses of other eras. Although their realm is lower than that of the moon and night, they are also very strong, and they have been honed in that place. Their strength is very terrible. Now they join forces and just want to escape without any war.

The other party even killed the Holy Spirit Lord, let alone them?

”escape?”

Xiao Ye moved, and his expression became indifferent, as if there were no more emotional fluctuations, and he became more and more ruthless and resolute.

In just a few moments, he had flew dozens of weapons, including a dragon sword inscribed with supreme daggers.

Even, Xiao Ye just raised his hand and throwed his hands. The world seemed to be resonating with the holy pattern on his body, which made these young strong people's holy way tremble, as if they would be out of control.