Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

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The comer is obviously here to help the ancient **** disciples.

But the practice is too strong, without hiding his own trail, and directly attacked from the rear. This is a manifestation of self-confidence in himself.

The battle in the field had a moment of stagnation. Under the gaze of the eyes, two figures appeared clearly behind.

They are all true legends of the ancient gods. Among them, the black men's divinity, the immortal light of the tall body, is like a humanoid beast, showing a terrible body, fists and feet, killing a large number of souls.

"It is the ancient **** Xiao Ye!"

Seeing this man in black, there was a riot among the creatures involved in the encirclement and suppression, just like the enemy.

In their view, this is a peerless fierce, deterrent is not weaker than Nan Xun.

"In the past few years, our empty **** group has never paid attention to him, but I didn't expect him to find it here."

"Since he wants to die, let him pass!"

At this moment, a white-haired creature said.

He is the strongest nirvana in the realm of the gods, holding a big gun, two feet long, and the body of his great shore reflects each other, making it look extremely powerful, the words are even more with Dao, and the status is transcendent, Standing in the forefront of the true biography of the air gods.

As his words fell, the creatures who immediately participated in the encirclement and suppression, and their expressions changed slightly.

Whoo!

Seeing this, Xiao Ye looked calm, without any fear, striding into the encircling circle.

Gu Zhao looked at Xiao Ye's back and smiled bitterly.

He came with Xiao Ye all the way and arrived at the critical moment. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ye showed up directly and shot bravely, giving up the advantage of assistance in the dark.

"Brother Xiao Ye!"

"He is here too!"

...

In the open territory that had broken apart, a group of ancient disciples were very excited to see Xiao Yefei coming.

"Is he also a disciple of ancient gods?"

"His strength should be very strong!"

As for the more than 30 descendants of genius ancient gods, all playing Xiao Ye, the beautiful young girl, even more curious.

Xiao Ye just came, and let the besieged powerhouses all stop the truce.

This kind of power is hard for them to imagine.

"Brother Xiao Ye!"

"I haven't seen it in 10 billion years, your style is more amazing!"

Nan Xun, in a blue robe, greeted him with a big smile.

Regardless of the years of practice, he has long regarded Xiao Ye as a strong man of the same level.

In this situation.

Xiao Ye arrived in time, and their grasp of getting out was naturally a bit bigger.

"It's not too late!"

Xiao Ye also greeted him, his eyes swept across the audience and he was relieved.

There are indeed many disciples of the ancient gods trapped in the Forbidden Heaven, and there are still about a hundred statues in front of them.

At the level of the Taoist realm, Yuweichi and Du Dongyu are the heads.

The next Nirvana is headed by Nati and others.

These are old acquaintances, and Xiao Ye is no stranger.

The disciples of the ancient gods who had been trapped in the forbidden world of Voldemort had already fallen.

Although these are all bruised and tired, but they can live, this is the greatest luck.

"Brothers, you should leave first!"

Xiao Ye didn't have time to make friends with these old friends for a long time, but said in a deep voice.

Nowadays, most of them come to encircle and suppress the spirits, most of them are nirvana gods, and the number is about 1,500.

And as time goes by, there will only be more and more powerful people arriving here, and the situation will become more chaotic.

"Brother Xiao Ye, Brother Nanxun, be careful!"

At this moment, Nati, Yuwei Chi and others had already risen into the air, and took the descendants of the genius ancient gods and flew towards the forbidden sky.

"Xiao Ye, you really think highly of yourself, we let you in, just to solve you together."

"Do you really think that what you can change when you come?"

At this moment, there was a cold voice resounding.

Among the spirits of all parties involved in the encirclement and suppression, the strongest of the Nirvana Realm has rushed.

An understanding of the chaos of the eighth-level road raged into a heavy domain, and it was overwhelmed in this direction, wanting to leave Nati and Yuwei late.

"Xiao's arrival does not change anything, but it is more than enough to slaughter you."

Nan Xun's expression changed slightly, but he hadn't waited for him to respond. The source of terror fluctuated violently, blocking the heavy realm.

Whoo!

At the same time, Xiao Ye's body swelled with Taoism, like the Tyrannosaurus.

boom!

I saw a dense collection of divine writings, almost 200, resonating with Xiao Ye's divine personality, making all parts of his body lit up, as if turned into a magic lamp.

Buzz!

At the same time, the power contained in his body converged and seemed to turn into flames, lighting these magic lamps.

This is one of the second tricks that Xiao Ye has learned in the past two years in the training of the Eastern Mongolian Orthodox School.

In the swaying of the magic lamp, it turned into a bunch of horses, and rushed out of Xiao Ye's body.

In an instant, it seemed that the disaster of heaven came.

The strongest nirvana gods rushing to the forefront are all shocking bodies, like moths. They are baptized by storms, their defenses are broken, their bodies are cracked, and they flew out one by one.

"What a terrible way of Confucianism, I am afraid that you can't stop the cultivation of the six hundred Persian nirvana!"

This scene shocked the other creatures present.

Xiao Ye stopped so many powerful people with his own strength!

"Sure enough, it's a bit of a skill. It's no wonder that the original Huo of the Wing God Group can be killed, but if you want to achieve personal courage, I'm afraid it's still a little worse!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came from Xiao Ye's side.

I saw that the white-haired creatures had already teleported.

He is the strongest person in the true biography of the sky god, and has practiced for about a thousand Permian.

The superiority of the air **** bloodline made his comprehension of Chaos Avenue so high that he didn't fear Xiao Ye's Taoist tactics. At this moment, a two-foot-long big gun was struck toward Xiao Ye's head.

Snapped!

At the same time, a muffled noise came out.

A slender palm protruded and already held the big gun, making it impossible for him to get in.

"This kid reacts quickly, and his body is very strong, not even weaker than me!"

Feeling the power from the big gun, this air **** really jumped.

"You, since you know that even the original Huo, the top congenital gods are really passed down, all died in my hand, where did the courage come, so I challenged me like this?"

Before he could do something, Xiao Ye's cold voice swept through with a wave of mysterious magic power.

Buzz!

Under the shroud of this magical power, the big gun in the hands of this **** of air shuddered, and after a while, he broke away from his control, turned his direction, and stabbed hard at his body.

laugh!

Without any suspense, the sharp weapon came out of the flesh.

"what!"

I saw that the **** of the sky really stumbled back, his face was white, Wei An's body was actually pierced by his big gun, and the blood of the gods spewed out.

(The third one is coming!)