Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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The reincarnation of the epoch, the years, the time of thousands of years passed away, and the three thousand worlds and even the human race have long been different.

This kind of trend is just like the big waves scouring the sand. There are countless people annihilating. At the same time, there are also geniuses competing to appear. The dazzling peerlessness is all the existence of cultivating no era.

In the minds of many people, the first son Xiao Ye was like a meteor under the reincarnation of the epoch. Although it was shining, it eventually went dark, and it was no longer visible, and there was only endless regret.

At this time, Xiao Ye, the first prince who should have disappeared, appeared again. At the foot were the young geniuses of the Dayan ancient clan and the body of the Holy Spirit Lord. How many people were shaken?

"In the early days, the Son didn't fall, did the Lord Huadu show mercy?"

"Surely not, there should be a reason I don't know."

"Prince Son appeared in the human race security zone, not without warning signs. A few years ago, there was a mysterious human race strongman who landed on the alien battlefield. It is very likely that the Prince Son."

"Oh, many sacred Lords of the Dayan ancient clan are now fighting in the Quartet. If they want to expand their influence, I don't know what will happen to this news."

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All kinds of sounds converged to form a terrible storm, which was terrifying, and a terrible undercurrent was surging, which filled nine days and ten earths, almost suffocating.

Countless eyes looked far away towards the safe area opened by the human race.

"In the beginning, Senior Son, I worshipped you so much. I finally met today. Please pay me a visit."

"In the beginning, Son, you are the leader of my human race, and I knew that even if it was the Dayan ancient tribe, there is nothing to do with you."

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The entire security zone was also a riot, and all the human warriors seeking asylum here were alarmed. Both men, women, children, and children alike swarmed in, like pilgrimages, staring at Xiao Ye.

For the Dayan ancient tribe, they had no good feelings, so they did not think that Xiao Ye's shot was too vicious.

Moreover, in the chaotic battle of the valley, Xiao Ye swept the sages of all races, preserved the status and dignity of the human race, and had already convinced countless people.

Therefore, when this legendary figure reappeared, they couldn't help but be curious.

For these martial artists, Xiao Ye smiled slightly and responded politely.

"In the early days, Lord Son, you can survive, it is a great honor for my human race, but once the holy masters of the Dayan ancient tribe learned that, I am afraid that they will not be willing to give up, you have to prepare in advance."

And these people are also very interesting, and soon left, leaving time to Xiao Ye and the true spirit.

"father!"

Xiao Nian was yelling, screaming, and crying in grief, clutching Xiao Ye's arm with both hands, for fear that this was just a dream.

In these years, he often dreamed that his father died and was resurrected, and appeared in front of himself again, but when he woke up, there was only endless sadness.

"Ya'er, fortunately you are all fine."

Xiao Ye held Xiao Nian on his left hand, and Bing Ya poured into his arms with his right hand. The family of three reunited after a thousand years.

People are naturally extremely curious about Xiao Ye's experience over the past thousand years.

You know, no matter who knows that Xiao Ye is facing such a crisis, he will think that the other party is dead.

Xiao Ye didn't hide, and he randomly found a place in the security zone to sit down and talked to everyone about his experience.

At the same time, Xiao Ye also learned a lot of things.

It turned out that the sacred Lord of the Dayan ancient clan was constantly chasing and killing the true spirit of the martial arts, mainly because he wanted to recapture his body.

At that time, the Lord of Huadu also searched for a long time in the Yanhuang Great Realm before leaving.

Jun Gen’s deity has come over, and there may be a way to refine his body of the Son, so the Dayan ancient tribe naturally refused to let it go.

In the process, many people were affected.

For example, many sovereigns who walked out of the True Spirit Continent, as well as the doormen of Wuji Gate, are no longer visible.

Jiang Kong, Taixu Dasheng and others are still alive and dead.

Even the two palm masters of the ancient holy land, Taiyin and Chunyang, were also killed.

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It can be said that almost all the people of the human race who are related to Xiao Ye have been washed by the blood of the Dayan ancient clan, dead and wounded.

"The Dayan ancient tribe, my life in Xiao Ye, will definitely crush the Dayan ancient tribe!"

Listening to these news, Xiao Ye clenched his fists tightly, his eyes never cold.

Because of him, the Dayan ancient tribe actually started against so many innocent people, and this blood feud became more and more profound.

"Fathers and mothers are all fine." Xuan Xiao opened his holy world, Xiao Ye rushed in, and met Luo Meilan and Xiao Yang.

Although this couple has long been transformed into spirits, they have not invaded the years, and have almost never lived forever, but these years have had gray hair and poor spirits.

The pain of bereavement makes them old again. If it were not for Xiao Fan and others to wash with holy power, maybe the couple would be even worse.

Xiao Ye was sad.

It can be said that in the early days, the Son had no parents, and this body was also created by the ancient tribes. However, his previous body was flesh and blood, but he was in harmony with it, and he was still the Son of Man.

"Ye'er!"

Seeing Xiao Ye, the couple wept with joy.

Xiao Ye accompanied him for several hours, appeased his parents, and was relieved to see that his parents were in a much better state.

He also saw Xiao Fan and Xiao Menghan in the Holy Realm of Xuan Xiao.

This little girl is now also a saint, making great progress, determined to avenge Xiao Ye.

Seeing Xiao Ye, the little girl was also incredibly cheered.

"Some people are still dead."

Xiao Ye walked through the Holy Realm of Xuan Xiao, met Murong Xian, Qing Wu, and all the martial arts of the true spirit, and finally sighed and left in a flash.

"Son."

"Although you have returned to the Son, I am afraid that the state has not been restored..."

When Xiao Ye flew out, Xuan Xiao spoke, and his eyes were worried.

He is already a holy Lord, and his vision is so high, it is natural to see Xiao Ye's state.

Although Xiao Ye underestimated before, he bombed the young strong men of the Dayan ancient clan and the Holy Lord of the Fire Spirit, but the holy way was not obvious, relying on the body of the Holy Son.

"Good, but it won't be long."

"Three thousand great realms are changing, and our ancient tribes have been silent for too long, and its brilliance has also bloomed." Xiao Ye carrying his hands, his deep eyes looked far away, as if he was responding to Xuan Xiao, and as if he was self-conscious. language.

During the battle with the Holy Spirit Lord, Xiao Ye felt that the nine-veined Holy Path blended into the flesh and blood, as if the Yangtze River was crumbling and was about to break out of the cocoon.

At the next moment, Xiao Ye asked Xuan Xiao to protect himself while he was sitting in a safe area, chanting the ancient scriptures of the early days, and was experiencing an unspeakable change.

At the same time, the Dayan ancient tribe, which has attracted much attention, has also taken action after hearing the news that the early son Xiao Ye has not fallen and returned strongly.

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