Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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Xiao Ye sat in the universe of the Purple Realm, urging the near-sacred sacred lines, which seemed to lead the heavens and the earth, so that 3,000 primary sacred sages and many intermediate sacred sages were manifested into a torrent of sages. Surrounded by Xiao Ye.

"open!"

Xiao Ye's expression was calm, his tongue blossomed, and his hands were pushed away in the void.

Rumble!

In an instant, the divine sacred lines were expanding, and at the same time many torrents of sacred paths that were manifested were also stirred up, with Xiao Ye's body as the center, covering the starry sky of a hundred miles.

This starry sky was filled with various symbols of the Holy Path, and turned into a dojo.

Xiao Yepan sat in it, like a god.

"Born by the Dao, such a physique is really terrible. It is worthy of being the son of the ancient people of the early days. We take it as the main thing, which is considered to be due to luck."

Xiaobai's parents stood side by side with a look of admiration.

In the past years, they were enslaved by the ancient people of different races and fought for them. They have seen countless human race geniuses. Their vision is extremely high, which can make them so marvelous. It shows how great the shock Xiao Ye has brought to them.

"Hey, of course, is the person who can make me think that Xiaobai is the boss, is it a mortal man?" Xiaobai smiled.

Reunited with his parents, his anger gradually disappeared, very lively.

"Holy Son's method is indeed very good." Xuan Xiao guessed Xiao Ye's idea and laughed.

The near-sacred pattern was urged, and even a sacred lord like him has gained a lot. How can those sacred order strongmen in the Purple Realm be indifferent?

Using this to win over people's hearts is almost twice the result with half the effort. Where are the forces of Fengyue Valley comparable?

At the moment, the flying warship stopped.

Xiaobai and his parents gave Xiao Ye a protector nearby, while Xuan Xiao stood beside Xiao Ye, also seizing the opportunity to enlighten the Holy Word.

"Xiao Ye, the first son of the Wu Na tribe, came to the Purple Realm, but he saw the weak tribe, and he continued to breathe under the alien knife."

"I am deeply saddened, so I deliberately opened up a dojo here, pointing out the people in the Purple Realm, powerful myself, and killing aliens."

At the same time, Xiao Ye's loud words spread quickly and resounded in the stars.

"Tell us? We also said that we are weak and weak. At the beginning, the Son clearly challenged us!"

"Made, do you really think you are invincible? How dare you dare to challenge our entire purple world!"

...

In the blink of an eye, after the silence, many star fields in the Purple Realm exploded directly.

One figure after another stepped into the air, and looked towards Xiao Ye's position, his eyes full of anger.

In the early days, the news of the arrival of the Holy Son Xiao Ye in the Purple Realm had already spread. Many people were watching the battle when the sacred Lord of the undead race was beheaded.

Now Xiao Ye's words have caused a sensation, and few people have been provoked in this way.

"Humph!"

"In the beginning, the Son would talk to us? I'm afraid it's the same as those of Fengyuegu."

"I'd like to see what idea he is playing."

A dark-skinned old man sneered.

He is a free-spirited hero in Ziguang Great Realm, he is already a supreme saint, and he has long been unfamiliar with the practice of the holy order forces in Fengyue Valley. This is also very repulsive to Xiao Ye.

He was walking in the sky, approaching the dojo opened by Xiao Ye.

"Ok?"

As he approached, his complexion gradually changed.

"I... I actually felt that the "Xingyan Holy Path" I understood, and it was so clear, how could this be possible!" The old man's expression was dull, and then he became ecstatic.

He has stepped into the Supreme Realm for tens of thousands of years. He has taken countless holy treasures, but he has been unable to break the barriers and took the last step.

The biggest factor is the lack of understanding of one’s own way.

Now his perception of Xing Yan's holy way has increased several times or even dozens of times. How amazing is this?

"Is it because of the dojo opened by the first son?" The old man took a deep look at Xiao Ye, and then quickly entered the state of understanding.

Such an opportunity is too rare, even though he is proud, he also chose to bow his head, mainly to seize the opportunity.

"Oh my god, in the monastery opened by the Son in the beginning, my understanding of the holy word has increased greatly!"

"I... I feel that I won't last long, the state will break through."

...

Immediately afterwards, several heroes of the Purple Realm appeared. After stunned, they also seized the opportunity to practice, and forgot their purpose.

Ten pass, ten pass, ten pass...

Like a chain reaction, the entire Purple World is shaking, and all the warriors in the world are crazy.

No matter what the purpose of Xiao Ye is, at least to cultivate in the Taoist temple he opened up, it is a fact that the understanding of the Holy Path is greatly increased.

Not to mention the Lord, even the Lord cannot sit still.

After all, everyone hopes to achieve a breakthrough in their own realm.

In a blink of an eye, one month passed away, and in the yard opened by Xiao Ye, all the densely packed martial arts figures in the world of purple light, they were all sitting cross-legged around Xiao Ye.

In this period alone, many warriors made breakthroughs.

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Did our Fengyue Valley's plan be destroyed?"

Lord Feng Feng, the Lord of Fengyue Valley, sat in the attic, his face was iron blue, and the glass in his hand was crushed.

This month, Xiao Ye evoked the sensation caused by the Sheng Dao of the Dao Dao. In his eyes, he saw a lot of chaos and all his plans were disrupted.

For Xiao Ye, he did not dare to provoke him.

"No!"

"Those guys who believe in the Antarctic Sacred Sea can't sit still."

At the next moment, Lord Lingfeng got up and disappeared in the attic.

At the same time, the star field on the edge of the Purple Realm was already shrouded in a ghostly force, and there were gusts of wind blowing and making people smell hairy.

No stars can be seen here, only clusters of green flames are beating, filling the space.

These green flames represent the holy order of the undead race, and they can't see where the end is at a glance.

Creak!

Creak!

...

At this moment, the clusters of green flames shuddered, and then separated automatically, and saw nine tall and fuzzy figures walking out with the sound of toothache rubbing.

"Human Race...Son Son..."

"This man's presence on the battlefield is a huge variable. He must start as soon as possible, even if he cannot beheaded, he will not be allowed to continue."

"My tribe will send out the true heavenly Lord."

...

All nine tall figures groaned.

The undead race is naturally extremely concerned about everything that happened in the Purple Realm. After a variety of information was collected, it all pointed to Xiao Ye.

(The third one is coming!)