Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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The sky of Buddha light rises in the celestial realm of the celestial sage, and the sound of the Buddha is in the ears, which makes the ancient God Sacred Lord seem like a reincarnation of the Buddha.

He himself is the Three Thousand Realm, a holy lord of a huge race, walking in the world in the image of an ancient monk, is his way.

"The impermanent sage, the poor monk does not want to clash with the Sacred Clan of Yaokong, but Princess Tianxian is threatening her life, and the poor monk cannot sit idly by.

"If you don't want to let go of the holy son of the human race, you can only fight."

Lord Gu Mi swept the void with his hands, and the Buddha's light came into the world, condensed an ancient artifact and flew out, exuding immortal brilliance, and rushed towards the impermanent Saint Lord.

This turned out to be a devil's pestle, a veritable holy weapon!

In an instant, the world shakes, and the sounds of Buddha tremble in the world, as if surging like the ocean, wanting to wash away all evil.

"Damn, this silkworm princess, for the holy son of the human race, threatened Gu Mi and me to fight!"

The impermanent Saint Lord roared in anger, dared not carelessly, and greeted the demolishing pestle with all his strength.

He is a holy lord, but a leader-level figure. If Xiao Ye was let go today, where would he put his face?

You know, the strongest genius of the Yaokong Saint Clan is arrogant, and they all bleed in the hands of Xiao Ye, so he naturally refuses to give in.

For a time, the two great holy masters fought together to make the world change, and the entire clan domain was in turmoil, even more fierce than Xiao Ye and the impermanent holy master.

The geniuses of the major races, and the masters of the two saints, all kept retreating, fearing that they would be affected, and at the same time they looked at Xiao Ye with profound eyes.

The Holy Lord is the level that the Holy Order strong dream of.

In the three thousand worlds, the Holy Lord is more of a shock. The fate of a race is on his body. It is very important, so it will not be easy to shoot. The ordinary Holy Order strong people are not eligible to see one. Holy Lord.

But now, there are two great holy lords fighting fiercely, and it is the first son of the human race that caused all this.

"Princess Silkworm, is a friend who can make deep friends..."

Xiao Ye's figure also withdrew, and looked deeply at Princess Tianmian.

Even the other party's actions surprised him.

"In the beginning, Son, I'm just comparing my heart."

Princess Silkworm came over and said with a smile.

Xiao Ye also smiled slightly, then sat cross-legged in the void, seizing the time to heal.

Forcing a battle with the impermanent Holy Lord has already hurt his origins, but fortunately, the ancient Lord Lord arrived in time, which is not serious.

At the moment, Xiaobai is also guarding Xiao Ye, forbidding others to approach.

嗤嗤嗤!

It was only a tea time, and Xiao Ye's body once again exuded a crystal luster. All the injuries were restored in one fell swoop, and even the original wounds were repaired by the strong and unmatched Holy Spirit Aura, and returned to the peak again.

"My body was baptized by the luck of the ancient people in the early days, and my fate has changed, and the potential is very terrible."

"If the strongest body that recaptures me, and the two are united, those first sons can surpass."

Xiao Ye's eyes are extremely deep.

Fighting against the impermanent Saint Lord benefited him a lot, and he had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

However, the battle between the two great Lords is very rare and must not be missed. It can give him a glimpse of the realm of the Lord.

At the moment, Xiao Ye got up and looked away at the two fierce battle figures.

"Roar!"

The impermanent Saint Lord is strong, but obviously not the opponent of the Ancient Lord Saint. He has been forced to show his original appearance, the momentum is violent, and the whole body of the Holy Light is endless. .

"Haha!"

"The former invincible emperor of the silkworm sat down on the five lords, is there only one left now? What a sad thing!"

Coughing up blood again, the Lord of Impermanence looked up and laughed wildly.

"It's not cost-effective for an early son to take his own life. The poor monk knows what it takes to break through this level."

"If you don't leave, the poor monk is going to kill."

The holy Lord Gu Mi, who was shrouded in the light of the Buddha, said with good intentions.

The impermanent Saint Lord is not his opponent at all, the other party can fight with him to the present, is also the result of his mercy.

He didn't want to go to the Sacred Clan of Yaokong for the genius of the human race.

"Haha, Gu Mi, let this holy lord give you this sentence." The impermanent holy lord showed a grim expression.

"Ok?"

Immediately, the look of the Holy Master of the Ancient Mi changed, and his eyes looked deep into the clan domain.

At the moment, I saw there, three fuzzy figures appeared, each of which was the carrier of the Dao, had swallowed mountains and rivers, and looked at the spirit of nine days, and was worshipped by hundreds of millions of souls.

The traces of holy path are interweaving and mourning. The various holy paths controlled by the holy order strong people tremble before them, stronger and weaker than the impermanent holy Lord.

"Are you Yaokong saints crazy, even dispatched the four saints in one breath, aren't you afraid of falling, causing your Yaokong saints to disappear completely?"

Gu Mi Shengzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

The three figures are undoubtedly all from the Sacred Clan of Yaokong, and they are all saints.

He had long known that there were more than one Sacred Lord of the Sacred Clan in Yaokong, but he did not expect that there would be so many.

It should be noted that the holy Lord of the entire Yaokong Holy Clan adds up, and it is estimated that these four.

"Haha, our goal is, after all, the emperor of the silkworm. If he cannot be prevented from undergoing the sixth metamorphosis, how can the Sacred Clan of the Emperor Kong fall into decline sooner or later, how can he not do his best?"

"But now, let's get you on the road first." The impermanent Saint Lord sneered again and again.

"I waited in the depths of Zongyu to search for the Emperor of the Silkworm, and handed the Princess of the Silkworm to Ao Wuque for processing.

"Ao Wu Que is the strongest genius of our race. Now that he is declining, no matter who the murderer is, he must stay in control."

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The arrival of the three holy Lords of the Yaokong Holy Clan, like the three demons standing between the heavens and the earth, the indifferent words made this heaven and earth tremble with it.

"Princess, give up the Son of the Beginning. In this case, the poor monk will surely take you away, otherwise you will be in great danger by being surrounded by the Four Great Lords." Lord Gu Mi frowned and spread the story sound.

Even if he is strong, it is difficult to deal with the four holy lords, not to mention the Yaokong holy clan, which is full of hostility to the sky silk holy clan.

"How to do?"

The silkworm princess shook her body, and her face became pale like paper.

After the emperor of the silkworm disappeared, she shouldered the destiny of the entire emperor of the silkworm and threatened the holy Lord Gu Mi to protect Xiao Ye.

Now if she continues to persevere, she will be the sinner of the entire Celestial Saint Clan.

"Senior Gu Mi, thank you for your protection. This son is responsible for everything, so you can withdraw."

Just as Princess Silkworm was struggling in her heart, suddenly Xiao Ye stood up and uttered her words, leaving heaven and earth dead.

In the beginning, Saint Child Xiao Ye even stood up at this time?

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