The beginning of the eternity, the supreme villain, the ancestor

Chapter 100 The Exactly the Same Desolate Ancient Eucharist
The bloody word 'war' condenses in the void!

The galloping and roaring fighting spirit on Su Ming's body turned into a substantive fighting beast roaring up to the sky.

The hands are constantly making seals.

Perform copy magic.

A wave of special fluctuations gushed out crazily, covering the entire world.

Even if Ye Xiaoyao had a system, he couldn't feel this special aura fluctuation.

With the promotion of copying supernatural powers.

Su Ming's meaning is very simple, he wants to copy the ancient holy body owned by Ye Xiaoyao.

He has already asked the system.

One's own body can accommodate multiple physiques at the same time, and the fusion of one more physique will also have great benefits for one's own cultivation.

If he changed to before, he would definitely not be able to replicate such a domineering physique.

And now.

The situation is completely different.

Copying supernatural powers to advance, no matter what, you must seize the opportunity and fight hard.

The aura of duplication has already enveloped Ye Xiaoyao, especially the mighty body condensed from Ye Xiaoyao's back, and terrifying impacts continuously hit him hard.

Gritting his teeth, Su Ming formed seals with both hands faster and faster, regardless of the terrifying impact.

Watching Zhenchen being trampled to death, Ye Xiaoyao didn't move at all. There are so many such holy kings in the Holy Land, and Zhenchen is not his faction at all.

Su Ming didn't move, and neither would he.

He really wanted to see what kind of means Su Ming, the son of luck, had.

Looking at Su Ming who was sweating profusely, Ye Xiaoyao smiled.

Can't even resist his own coercion, this kind of son of luck can only be Cheng Neng in the Eastern Wasteland, and he can only be a younger brother in front of him.

He hadn't used his strength yet, he just relied on the ancient holy body he had released, and the opponent could no longer resist.

"Your Majesty!"

The domineering coercion came rolling in, like the superimposition of giant peaks that reached the sky, making the whole world become oppressive, and everyone felt the horror of this coercion in amazement.

Neither humble nor overbearing, Su Ming's body began to make a crackling sound, as if his bones were shattered, but the speed of his hands forming seals was getting faster and faster.

He~ damn it.

Ye Xiaoyao's ancient sacred body is really difficult to copy, but Su Ming not only did not get discouraged and gave up, but became more and more excited.

The more difficult it is to copy, the better the ancient holy body. If you copy it successfully, the more help you will have in your cultivation.

"Humph!"

Ye Xiaoyao snorted heavily, he was really tough, originally he wanted to subdue this person, put on a good show, and then sign in at the ancient city of Taihuang, but never thought that this person would be so stubborn.

If he doesn't suppress it anymore, once someone finds out what's going on here, what will his face be?

Quick fight!

However, Ye Xiaoyao didn't make a move, but continued to release the aura on his body, like the overwhelming suppression of a tumbling river, the incomparable aura of the ancient holy body, like an ancient beast, exuding cold eyes.

As the terrifying coercion continued to envelop, the beads of sweat on Su Ming's head began to decrease. The copying of the ancient holy body was successfully completed, and the pressure that Ye Xiaoyao wanted to bring to him by relying on the ancient holy body was gone.

"Ye Xiaoyao, you are nothing more than that."

The voice just fell.

Su Ming's body suddenly erupted, and an astonishing ancient aura shot up into the sky, instantly condensing a body that was exactly the same as Ye Xiaoyao's back.

Desolate Eucharist?

Is this my ancient sacred body?
Ye Xiaoyao was completely stunned when he saw the mighty holy body condensed behind Su Ming. According to the system, the ancient holy body he possessed was absolutely exclusive in the entire pan burial world.

If this is the case, why does Su Ming possess the Ancient Saint Physique?

what is the problem?

"System, why does Su Ming have the Ancient Eucharist?"

"The system is being tested, please calm down the host."

Not only Ye Xiaoyao, but even the check-in and check-in system he has is in a state of confusion. Because of the difference in system levels, the check-in and check-in system cannot sense the existence of the villain system at all.

In everyone's shock and horror.

In the void of the sky and the earth, there stood two ten thousand zhang bodies, which were exactly the same, and there was not even the slightest difference in the breath they emitted, just like a pair of twins.

"What's the situation? The two of them seem to have the same physique."

"Don't ask me, I'm a little confused too."

Void.

The two desolate ancient holy bodies looked at each other from a distance, and the violent desolate aura collided fiercely in the void, like two giant pythons scrambling for food.

"The system couldn't detect why the other party possessed the Ancient Saint Physique, and the host immediately took action to kill this person, otherwise, this person would cause trouble to the host."

The voice of the system sounded in his mind, and Ye Xiaoyao was also very angry. Originally, he came to Donghuang to sign in and check in this time.

The results of it?
Ye Xiaoyao could never accept that Su Ming also possessed the ancient holy body. No matter what happened to the other party, he must die.

He would never allow, no matter whether it was the Burial Realm, the Eastern Desolation, or other places, there would be a second person possessing the Ancient Eucharist.

"Boy, now you won't even have a chance to regret it. I will let you know that you are not even an ant in my eyes."

Ye Xiaoyao's eyes are extraordinarily cold, his feet are in the void, and the vast body behind him exudes an endless ancient atmosphere. He has full confidence. He is just a son of luck in the Eastern Desolation, and he has not even reached the realm of saints.

If you want to kill, you will be thunderous, and you will never give the opponent any chance to breathe.

"Lonely Finger!"

Referring to the sword, the terrifying air current condensed into sword energy in an instant, rushing out from Ye Xiaoyao's two fingers standing together, breaking through layers of void, like a knife cutting tofu.

A wave of terrifying waves spread towards the surroundings, and the rolling breath made people feel palpitations.

"Desolate Ancient Burial Youzhi!"

With a broken finger, Su Ming also performed fingering martial arts, without taking a step back, his eyes were extremely sharp, his two fingers stood side by side, and he pointed out in the void, immediately filled with an ancient and desolate aura.

boom!
The two giant fingers collided fiercely in the void, devouring each other fiercely, accompanied by roars again and again, the two giant fingers collapsed instantly, turning into star points all over the sky and disappearing.

The giant finger collapsed, and the violent aura it emitted spread at a meteor-like speed, which made everyone amazed.

"If you have some ability, then you can try my second finger of Lonely Desolation again, and the world will collapse."

Using the Lonely Desolation Finger again, this time Ye Xiaoyao didn't hold back his hand. As soon as he pointed it out, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the surrounding space completely collapsed. Countless space cracks rolled out.

(End of this chapter)