Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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This young man in black robe is the deity of Xiao Ye.

The ten holiest bodies and the celestial bodies of heaven are inherently one with the soul of his deity, and the deity naturally knows all that is encountered.

"Hurry up!"

Xiao Ye got up and disappeared directly into the hall of the holy lord, and rushed towards the Southern Realm.

If there are major ancient clan kings here, they will be shocked.

Because the speed of Xiao Ye's teleportation is too exaggerated!

At this time, the Nandou Great Realm had been shrouded in fear, and all the warriors in the Great Realm were trembling with silence.

There are eight more sacred lords, coming from the ancient tribe through the teleportation array!

A total of twenty ancient ancestors!

This is definitely a frightening number, it was accumulated by the human race after many epochs.

But no one was excited and cheered.

Because when the war between the two tribes of the old shemales, there were not so many sages.

Today, they are gathered together to deal with the evil deity of the human race, Xiao Ye. As passersby, I feel very sad and angry.

Of the twenty ancient clan sages, six of them stopped Xiaobai, and the remaining fourteen moved in unison, as if the fourteen insurmountable mountains lay in the universe, constantly shooting and striking numbers. Wanli.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of the holy way lasted for nine days, and the terrible and horrible light formed various holy methods. The infinite amount of way was cut out, and the force of the attack was shocking.

Poof!

Poof!

...

At this moment, hundreds of millions of stars were shattered, Xiao Ye’s ten great sacred bodies, the mobilized spirits of the Holy Realm were all broken, and the eyebrows were also split, the holy bones were shattered inch by inch, and the blood sputtered and retreated for tens of miles. .

Relying on the Holy Word of Spring and quickly repairing the injury, the origin of these ten sacred bodies is surging, rising up again, and facing the fourteen saints without fear.

"It is really tenacious enough to mobilize the source so brazenly."

"I want to see how many times you can reshape."

"Tell the whereabouts of your deity, stop being stubborn."

...

The fourteen saints were either indifferent or surprised, like the hunter's struggle before appreciating the death of the prey.

At this moment, there is no suspense at all. Xiao Ye's ten great mortal bodies fell, just a matter of time.

The origin of the holy deity, although it is tens of times thicker than that of the holy king, but after all, it may dry up.

At the same time, they also found out that Xiao Ye's deity was not among them.

"Sir Emperor Xiao, don't worry about us anymore, just kill yourself!"

"Sir Emperor Xiao, you are the hope of our true spirit, don't sacrifice for us."

...

The true spirits of the martial arts are all red eyes, and it is very sad to see Xiao Ye's ten saints crushed again and again.

The coercion of the fourteen saints was really terrifying. Even the two great saints of Taiyin and Chunyang were overwhelmed by themselves, and they would become fly ash at any time.

They can live to this day, still because of Xiao Ye's top ten sacred bodies.

Seeing that Xiao Ye was like a moth spitting fire, maybe it was releasing the last light in life, how could they not worry?

"Does this guy really think he is the savior?"

Nangong Xingyu's eyes flickered and groaned constantly, trying to rush to help the invincible emperor and peerless emperor, but only got up and was suppressed to death.

Many ancient clan saints are watching this indifferently.

From Xiao Ye's display, after surpassing the potential of the Son level, the ending is already doomed, even if there are twists and turns in the middle.

"Humph!"

"Really think that your top ten sacred bodies can compete with me and others? Don't be too real, if we don't keep the bottom line, just to draw your deity, the battle is over."

"But you are challenging my patience again and again." At this moment, a saint came forward and drank coldly.

Behind him was a huge meniscus, which was the sacred vine of the Dayan ancient clan. The bronze warsuit on his body shone with a cold luster, and his face was indifferent.

He stepped forward step by step, walking slowly, and his eyes suddenly looked at the warrior of the true spirit.

"Since your Pluto is not effective, let your tribe go on the road first."

A beam of light appeared in the hands of Sovereign Ivy League, which was one foot long, quickly turned into a dragon gun, terrifying, and wanted to attack the warrior of the true spirit.

"This Lord Ivy League is too shameless!"

Everyone was shocked.

The existence of the venerable level, against a group of justified saints, and the warriors of the spirit order? It's too disgraced.

Buzz!

The dragon spear in the hands of Saint Ivy League, penetrated the void like lightning, inserted forward, as if the same round of light burst.

This gun is too domineering, and shines in the sky. No one can open his eyes. God can cover the world and transcend the constraints of space. I can see vaguely that Xiao Ye’s ten sacred bodies flew quickly and wanted to block this. A shot.

Rumble!

The whole Nandou world is turbulent.

When all the volatility disappeared, Xiao Ye's top ten sacred bodies were all shattered and hit again, and their origins almost dried up.

As for the warriors of the true spirit, there are several rays of blood rising into the sky, and both Taiyin and Chunyang cough up blood.

"Lao Zuo, Jin Lao!" Xiao Fan was seriously injured and his eyes were red.

After Xiao Ye left the True Spirit Continent, he was the leader of the Wuji League.

The two elders who assisted him wholeheartedly, who managed the Wuji Gate, turned into dust at the moment, and even the corpse was not left. Almost the remaining people were seriously injured.

"This……"

Everyone is stunned.

Xiao Ye's ten great saints carried most of the power of this gun. The two great saints of Taiyin and Chunyang joined forces to resist the aftermath, but there were still casualties.

The sacred Ivy League is too strong on the one hand, and on the other hand, most of the warriors of the true spirit are too weak.

"Ma De, do you really think that I am a great bully?"

Xiaobai also went crazy, and the blood in her body seemed to be burning.

"Ok?"

"Just killing two little reptiles of the spirit level? This time, see how many can be killed."

The expression of Saint John Ivy is still indifferent.

Suddenly, Saint Ivy's body shuddered, as if he sensed something, and his movements stopped.

At the same time, in the starry sky, Xiao Ye's top ten sacred bodies shattered, as if relieved and relieved, while clenching fists in a certain direction.

"Deity!"

"Deity!"

...

At this moment, the sky was suddenly quiet, and everyone was stunned.

Looking like this, is it true that Xiao Ye's deity is here?

"It's still late."

"My Xiao Ye entered the 3,000 world, in order to gain a foothold, protect family members, protect friends, and protect true beings."

"But now, there are still some people, because I passed away, and I am ashamed."

A very sad word, sounded resoundingly.

"You can go with confidence. The Dayan ancient tribe killed me two true spirits, then I will let Dayan Son and Holy Lord come to bury you."

The words changed suddenly, sensibly and coldly, and swept through the stars.

(Waiting for a long time, the first is coming!)