Chapter 2597: Push back (1/2)

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”Master of the early days, are you going to turn the corner?”

All the strong celestial beings were stunned and then angry.

”Xiao Ye wants to start for the ancient tribe?”

Even Xuanyuan and others on the flying warship are full of puzzles.

Xiao Ye has already expressed his attitude and will stay out of business. Why should he suddenly intervene at this moment?

You know, with the actions of the ancient Tianren tribe, even if Xiao Ye watched the battle indifferently until the ancient Tianren tribe was destroyed, no one would accuse Xiao Ye of not.

Because of all this, the ancient people of heaven and human beings blamed themselves, and no one could bear it.

”I don't intervene because I don't like the ancient people.”

”And now the ancient clan chieftain has fallen, and the ancient clan no longer exists. They are all my fellow human clan. If you want to start, you must defeat me first.”

Xiao Ye said lightly, the words he spoke made the world quiet.

”It is worthy of my human race leader!”

Above the flying warship, many strong human races have made a marvel, and they are completely convinced.

The young man in black robe behaved in an orderly manner, with selfish desires, but also racist justice, not hypocrisy.

”Okay, since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you!”

A celestial strong man of the Heavenly Order at the pinnacle of the Holy Order was incapable of anger. Eighty shining thorns behind his back separated from his body and rose like a spear.

This is a peculiar celestial thorn of the celestial race. As the clan grows together, it is continuously refined by its origin.

After breaking through to the peak of the Saint Order, the Heavenly Spurs are comparable to Taoism, and they are naturally in harmony with the people of the Heavenly Sect, and they are extremely powerful.

Buzz!

And the eighty celestial thorns in front of me, arranged in an orderly order in the void, even formed a killing array, and filled the space of tens of thousands of miles. Eighty cold awns were vomiting, they could destroy everything, toward Xiao Ye whistled.

”You haven't even ignited the sky fire, but also want to kill me?”

”At that time, the amethyst race did not do it.”

Xiao Yelang laughed, Bing Dao Zhu turned into a war armor covering the whole body, but it was difficult to hide the flow of Sheng Hui in his body. With his left hand pinching, he instantly felt a breath of horror.

His left hand swiped, and one random action was full of meaning.

After two hundred years of crazy tempering, he selected several kinds of refinements from the Nine Veins Holy Method into his own true Dafa.

This method is certainly not comparable to the power of smelting all the nine-pronged holy methods, but the main attack is very strong, and it is suitable for the Taiyuan Taoist body to display.

These years of cultivation have given him a sense of consciousness. All the nine methods of the nine veins, he arranged and combined, may be able to temper the unique Dafa.

Suddenly, a sound of a long river rushing, Xiao Ye's left hand flashed with ancient characters, and even increased the power of the early Taoist body, even shaking the violent 80 stabs from the freehand.

Coupled with the defense of Bing Dao Zhu, it is indestructible, and these 80 heavenly thorns can't help.

咻咻咻!

At the same time, eighty celestial thorns were shaken open, reflected back faster than they had come, and blessed with the power of the Indian dharma, they even penetrated Gould's huge body.

”what!”

The blue holy blood was sloshing, the painful roar sounded, and Gould was extremely angry.

He is expensive as a saint-ranking peak power, but was hit hard by his heavenly thorn?

”Gould, be careful!”

At this moment, a cry of exclamation sounded, causing him to shudder, and looked up, and saw that Xiao Ye, who was covered in golden armor, had appeared in front of him, as if he was traveling through the space, staring coldly. he.

”stop!”

This scene changed the color of the strong ethnic races in Tianji, had a bad hunch, and all screamed.

”Stop!”

Xiao Ye's right hand crossed the void, the nine-pronged holy path returned to its ancestors, and the breath of time's holy path permeated everything, making the space tremble and enveloped all the celestial races. The time flow rate was changed, even the holy order peak The speed of the strong has become extremely slow.

At the same time, the golden armor shuddered, turned into a sky sword in Xiao Ye's left hand, and cut off towards Gould's head.