Way of Immortal Sovereign

As soon as Ye Hao's body exploded, the eyes of Saint Zihua Zihua on the other side contracted violently, and the mocking sneer on his face was instantly stiff, and his expression changed for the first time.

It is true that the power of Qi and blood erupting in the young man's body is too terrifying, and because of his grand purple gas, he feels extremely strong oppression, which was unimaginable in the past.

Not only the Son of Zihua, but also the many arrogant talents in the distance were all discolored, their minds roared, as if being bombarded by thunder, they couldn't believe what they saw.

They couldn't think of the fact that there was such a terrifying power in the young man. Could it be that he hadn't used his full strength in the previous confrontation?

In the face of a holy child-level evildoer, he even dared to keep a hand. The courage and strength of the boy made everyone feel terrified and shuddered.

"Do you think you are hiding something?"

Ye Hao took a deep breath, feeling the majestic power that he had never experienced before, and sneered at the Zihua Son who had narrowed eyes. He did not use his full strength before fighting against him. He really wanted to try the extreme state technique. After thorough improvement, what is the difference from the original.

Needless to say, the result made him extremely satisfied.

But right now, Ye Hao didn't plan to keep his hands anymore. After all, facing the legendary Hongmeng Purple Gas and the blood of a saint, no matter how arrogant he was, he would not be stupid enough to think that he could suppress it without doing his best.

"Cunning native!"

The corner of Zihua Shengzi's eyes twitched, murderous flickering in his eyes, and the first time he felt jealous. It is true that the blood exuded by the former is too majestic, and even he is faintly inferior.

With such a strong physique, it is no wonder that his followers are as vulnerable as chickens.

"What about the hidden strength, this saint child wants to kill you, still not much harder than killing a chicken!"

boom!

The son of Zihua coldly drank, suppressed the anger in his heart, and kept his state of mind in the best condition. The whole person turned into a purple light, and rushed out for the first time.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you can't do it! On the contrary, you are about to become the first extraterritorial son that I kill!"

Ye Hao snorted, as if a prehistoric behemoth had awakened in his body, and the power in his body had completely exploded, it also turned into a stream of light and burst out.

Boom!

The two streams of light, like two meteorites, with a terrifying aura, instantly become bombarded together. In an instant, like a million immortal thunder erupting in the sky, the aftermath of terrifying power makes the whole world tremble, and there is no space. It collapsed and collapsed like a mirror, revealing a dark turbulent flow, and the scene was as terrifying as the extinction of the world.

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In the raging power storm, Ye Hao looked solemn, his fist marks like a rainbow, opened and closed, urging his power to the extreme, the red blood in his body was like a river rushing, flowing and surging, bursting out. There were horrible fluctuations in blood.

The most amazing thing is that in the depths of the scarlet blood, there is a wisp of pale golden blood that seems to be divine. It does not show the mountains or dew water, but the power it radiates is even more vast. Every time the flow moves, Ye Hao The momentum of the whole body is constantly erupting like a volcano, rising steadily.

"impossible!"

On the other side, the son of Zihua erupted into turbulent weather, like a human-shaped murderer. The terrifying aura shook the sky, making the void continue to collapse between his gestures, shaking Ye Hao's bright fist marks.

But even so, the son of Zihua still faintly fell in the wind, facing the rising aura of the young boy, he actually had a more and more frightening sense of terror, if it weren't for the purple divine light that hovered around him, it seemed to carry something This kind of spirituality, winding and flowing like a living thing, blocking many fist marks of the young man, I am afraid that his decline is even more obvious in the confrontation at this moment.

"How can a native aboriginal shake the Son and die for me!"

The son of Zihua roared, and his aura was even more terrifying. As a saint of blood, he was extraordinary. Even if he faced the son of the same rank, he never had any fear, and he could not accept the fact that an indigenous cultivator was downwind.

Suddenly, the vast and majestic purple qi surged, covering the sky, covering the sky, and the purple meaning that seemed to render the entire space of the ruins to the sky, and in this purple qi, the Son of Zihua was more like the son of the same god, A mysterious and terrifying radiance filled his body, and his aura faintly surpassed Ye Hao.

"Hongmeng Ziqi"

Ye Hao looked solemn and didn't dare to be careless. The black eyed runes flowed, secretly urging Chunqiu pupil, staring at the increasingly violent Zihua Son.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is a rare and terrifying force between heaven and earth, and it is even better than ordinary heaven and earth spiritual power. Regarding this power, the practitioners of Tongtian Daofeng should be most familiar with it. At that time, daily cultivation needs to swallow the Xia Lu, at the moment of the first birth of the sun, practice with the practice of swallowing and vomiting, in order to capture the extremely rare purple qi in the world.

However, the Son of Zihua, as the Magnificent Purple Gas, can mobilize this energy almost endlessly, making his own offensive more fierce, which is simply appalling.

"Hongmeng Purple Gas, no wonder it has such a prestigious name, it is really well-deserved!"

Ye Hao was shocked in his heart as he waved the fist mark. With the blessing of the grand purple qi, the power of the son of Zihua increased terribly. Ye Hao felt tremendous pressure. Ye Hao had only felt this pressure on Zhang Kuaixue and Tian Yaozi.

Obviously, although the extraterritorial Saint Child is arrogant and domineering, he does have the capital to be arrogant. Ordinary cultivators, even if they are amazingly talented, will inevitably fall behind in the face of such Saint Child-level evildoers.

Of course, while Ye Hao was shocked, the group of cultivators in the distance felt extremely shocked. The crowd who had been in the uproar was dead silent at this moment. Everyone stared at the two in the void in disbelief. Dao's vigorous and terrifying figure has already set off unprecedented stormy waves in his heart.

No matter what the son of Zihua, as a saint of blood, no matter how terrifying his strength is, it is natural that an unnamed native cultivator with a starship in the early days has the strength to compete with the son. This is simply unimaginable.

You know, at this moment, the Zihua Saint Child has not left any hands, showing the true strength of the Saint Child-level enchanting evildoer, but still can't suppress the aboriginal boy, and even at certain moments, he still faintly fell into a disadvantage.

Especially before thinking about it, they still wanted to capture the young man to curry favor with the son of Zihua, and it made everyone feel terrified. Fortunately, they did not take action. Otherwise, they would capture a freak who can compete with the son. Not enough to see.