Chapter 2480: Holy Wing (1/2)

, the fastest update of the latest chapter of Wu Po Jiuhuang!

This black robe has black hair, his body is strong and upright, and there is an infinite amount of light on his body. The eyes are even more terrible, as if a black hole can devour the mind, soul and everything.

Over the centuries, Xiao Ye has stood in the celestial realm of Zhongtian, and has been killed all the way in the **** sea of ​​corpses. He has the power to deter the world.

Beside him, there are three terrifying beasts to follow, all with bad eyesight, who will attack at any time.

Rumble!

The young man was ignored by the Malay army of millions, and before he moved, there was a heavy area of ​​the Lord’s Lord, and there were countless holy symbols flashing, vast and incomparable, coming all over the sky , Even directly covering all the holy Lords of the Wu people.

At this moment, the sacred lords of the Wu people are all trembling, such as in the mud, the Tao is not obvious, the movements are affected, and the speed becomes slower.

”Xiao Ye, anyway, you are also a master of the human race generation. You need to hold your own identity and come to the war, then let go of other holy lords, we will stay and fight with you.”

The five true celestial beings of the Matriarch of the Matriarch exist, they are all roaring, there is a terrible domain of the Holy Master, and they are competing with the nine-fold Holy Domain.

In the past hundred years, this man in black robe did not know how many alien saints had been rammed. Once shot, for the saints below the true heaven position, it was a disaster.

”Self-holding identity?”

”When you witch clan slaughtered our human race, even the childish and ordinary martial arts warriors never let go, why don't you think so?”

Xiao Ye's deep eyes swept through the starry sky, and he had already stepped out of it. The Ninefold Saint Lord Realm was even more terrifying, as if the violent waves were surging and the sound was shaking for nine days.

”Mad, let's go together, we can definitely contend with his holy mark!”

”As long as he can restrain his holy mark of domination, we may not have the power of a battle.”

...

Seeing Xiao Ye apparently did not intend to let them go, the five true heavenly saints all gritted their teeth and summoned up, summoned other witch saints to gather together, many sacred paths rose into the sky, and formed a resonance, and then became The light for Xuanao is intertwined.

In the past 100 years, Xiao Ye's sacred lines of the Dao have long spread, which caused the vigilance of the holy masters of various races, and these witch holy masters are naturally guarded.

”Witch Tribune!”

The sacred lords of the Wu clan drank together, triggering all the harmony in the universe, as if communicating to heaven, a mighty holy cloud appeared, shining with tears, making millions of kilometers into a broken place and destroyed Wan Xing, endless horror and boundlessness.

This is the holy law of the Wu people.

Promoted by so many Matriarchs, the power is terrible, in order to be able to exercise restraint with Xiao Ye.

Xuan Xiao noticed this scene and was not worried.

The Son of God is too much stronger now than a hundred years ago.

”Restrain the holy mark of the Son?”

”Oh, do you really think that this hundred years, this son has not made any progress? To deal with you, it is no longer necessary to press the holy mark.” Xiao Ye black hair danced, a smile of evil charm appeared in the corner of his mouth.

”Ok?”

This scene fell in the eyes of the Matriarchs of the Matriarchs, which made their hearts jump and raise a bad feeling.

”Bone Wing Makes the Bible!”

At this moment, a low drink spread from Xiao Ye's mouth, and then the sound of Shengming Qiming sounded, and it grew stronger, causing the world to tremble.

嗤嗤嗤!

In the dense sound of the holy bones, I saw the fiery awn burst out behind Xiao Ye, and even the holy bones extended out, and self-transformed, turned into a pair of holy wings.

The pair of holy wings stretched out, even ten feet long, majestic and majestic, as if the gods were in the lower realm, possessing extremely terrifying power.

This is exactly the two wings that Xiao Ye has cultivated the bible on the bone wings in the past hundred years, and finally cultivated.

Unlike the ancient phoenix wings of leader Qing Hao, this pair of holy wings has nine veins of sacred path symbols surging, indestructible, and endless energy. Just a light flash, the space is cracked.

”Then... what is that?”

The pupils of the Matriarchs contracted violently, and their terrified faces all felt extremely threatening.