Chapter 3745: A pot of congenital nectar (1/2)

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Bayt can see that these seven, seven, forty-nine long knives are not Taoist artifacts, but purely formed by the strength of the Avenue.

Its blade is colorless and transparent, and it roars, which makes the flow rate of the surrounding time disordered, causing the supreme Dao sound to roar and cannot be avoided at all. How can Baite not panic?

”You set up this kind of formation, just to kill me, don't you allow me to fight back?”

Faced with the horror of Bayter's panic, Xiao Ye's eyes were cold and unrelenting, unmoved, and continued to urge the time chessboard to perfectly show his achievements on the Avenue of Time.

In front of Bayt, he has already shown the avenue of time. Naturally, he will never let go of the other party even if his background is not strong enough.

”I must kill you!”

In the face of such offensives, Bayt can only temporarily give up urging the treasure trove of magical soldiers, and instead display the magical power of the dharma group, and are facing it.

It must be said that the strength of Bayert is indeed not simple.

Even though it has been influenced by Time Avenue, it is still brave. In a very short period of time, it has urged several supernatural powers one after another, which has directly broken up most of the time edge.

But now Xiao Ye's understanding of Time Avenue is stronger than when he is against Baiyue, and the silk of Time Avenue is close to about 800.

This also made the penetrating power of the time Dao blade even more amazing. On the body of Bayt, it brought a blood, making its strong dragon-like body shake, and there were more than twenty marks.

A thicker breath of years permeated through these knife marks, trembling violently in his body, making his divine body become mottled, affected by the years, and aging.

”Damn it, what a supernatural power!”

Feeling that his own condition is getting worse, Bayt's expression is green, and he madly mobilizes his own Taoism and wants to wipe it out.

Simultaneously--

boom!

The treasure trove in the distant sky was trembling, and a dazzling light erupted. The forest-like artifact in it clanged with clangs, and several **** forbidden devices were hummed.

This is Bayert's urging, trying to get rid of the predicament.

However, this scene was quickly interrupted.

The time board at Baite's foot rumbling and roaring again, the breath of the supreme avenue is spreading, and forty-nine pieces have evolved Xiao Ye's phantom attack again.

Xiao Ye's deity is also coming into the air, and he is also cutting edge in evolutionary time, madly killing Bayi.

His violent offensive, like a continuous tide, wave after wave, did not give the other party the opportunity to urge the treasures of the gods.

This makes Bayt's anger and anger add up, and can only be forced to urge the four handles to kill the sword. At the same time, he is also trying his best to display the magical powers of various dharma groups, fighting against Xiao Ye.

Ebate’s achievements in the descent of the dharma gods and the blessings in the large array of the four gods can naturally restrain Xiao Ye and his magical powers in ancient gods.

But Time Avenue is transcendent, and the impact has been minimal.

As time passed, Xiao Ye's offensive became more and more crazy.

At that time, Xiao Ye killed Baiyue by this violent offensive.

Although Baite's strength is strong, but excluding the big killer given by his brother, his strength is still not more than a hundred.

Now that they are matched, Xiao Ye, whose strength surpasses the past, how can the outcome be better?

It was only a few hundred breaths of time. Bayet had been covered with Dao marks, and the whole person was somber and sturdy. The strong body like a dragon, all lingering down, and the blood flowing out of it all lost its charm.

Ding!

The four handles killed the sword, and all of them fell. Even the distant treasure trove was dim.

”I'm not happy!!!”

”Xiao Ye, my brother, will not let you go!”

Bayt knew that Xiao Ye would never let go of him. His eyes were red, and he shouted in despair.