Way of Immortal Sovereign

In the vast basin, the earth and rocks are inverted, the earth is cracked, and the bottomless ravines and cracks crisscross, as if a terrifying earthquake erupted.

Not only this basin, but also the rolling mountains in the distance, are all collapsed at this moment, with broken ridges and collapsed peaks, and the field can be described as devastated.

This was caused by the aftermath of the battle between Ye Hao and the two. It was too horrible. If it hadn't been seen with their own eyes, ordinary people would never have imagined that two celestial phenomena cultivators would have such a terrifying destructive power.

"What is the origin of this aboriginal who can suppress the son of Zihua? Is there a saint's blood flowing in his body?"

"It's unbelievable. I have some doubts now whether this native is a cultivator in this wild world, a cage of heaven and earth, how could such enchanting freaks be born!"

"In the battle against Qingcang Peak not long ago, the indigenous cultivators were terrible, but after all they were just as equal as the saints, but this guy

Witnessing this earth-shattering and subversive battle of imagination, the arrogances of the outside world are shocked, their faces are full of shock, and they cannot be calm at all. There are bursts of uproar exclaiming one after another. Everyone looks at the young boy with their eyes With deep fear and fear.

An evildoer who can suppress the blood of a saint, even if everyone comes from the depths of the star sea, can no longer raise the slightest arrogance in his heart.

And listening to the surrounding uproar, Ye Hao couldn't help but sweep his gaze, staring indifferently at a group of extraterritorial arrogances with complex expressions, and said calmly: "You don't leave yet, do you want the true dragon blood pool?"

As the words spread, nearly a hundred arrogances from outside the territories all trembled, feeling hairy in their hearts, and smirking back.

What are you kidding about, Zihua Shengzi was beaten to a half waste because he wanted to seize the true dragon blood pool. No matter how many of them there are, there is still a big gap between the enchanting saints, how can they dare to fight some true dragon blood? Pool idea.

When everyone thought about it, I am afraid that in this supreme ruin, only the holy child-level evildoers in the deepest place may be able to try to fight the young man, and they are not sure of victory.

"I dare not dare, I have no intention of getting involved in the True Dragon Blood Pond!"

"Yes, we just watched and left immediately!"

Under Ye Hao's gaze, a group of extraterritorial arrogances all had a chill on their backs and retreated violently, but before they could go far, the young man's fingers pointed to the outer direction, "Go over there, leave this supreme ruin, If I see you in the depths again, I will do it at my own risk."

Hearing that, the faces of the Tianjiao from outside the territory could not help but look ugly. There are many opportunities in this supreme ruin. Although they clearly have little hope of winning the Rong Daohua, the other opportunities are equally astonishing. the benefits of.

But at this moment, the teenagers let them withdraw from the ruins, which is absolutely an immeasurable loss for everyone.

Of course, if before this battle, they would naturally not care about the words of an indigenous teenager.

But now everyone knows that they are facing a monster who can crush the Son of God. Therefore, even if they are resentful and unwilling, no one dares to disobey the slightest. They can only sigh bitterly and move towards the ruins. Fly away.

And after these extraterritorial Tianjiao left the Supreme Ruins, the outside world immediately broke out in a shocking uproar. The news that the son of Zihua was suppressed by an indigenous cultivator spread instantly like a hurricane, making all the powerhouses waiting outside, in their hearts It was a stormy sea that was unbelievable.

Especially a group of extraterritorial powerhouses, who know the strength of the saint’s bloodline best, took a long time to accept this joke-like fact, and at the same time, there was a strong confusion in their hearts. They could not understand that in this wild and ruined world, What kind of enchanting character can defeat the blood of the saint.

Of course, not only a large number of extraterritorial powerhouses, even the Confucian Orthodoxy of the Early Stars, are also extremely curious about this mysterious Tianjiao who defeated the Son of Zihua. If it were not for the ruins at this moment, they could only go out and not enter, I am afraid that everyone would have been unable to suppress their curiosity Children poured into it.

"It's amazing how someone can defeat the legendary Extraterritorial Saint Child!"

"You said it shouldn't be him?"

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Amidst the discussions of the outside world, Guan Yi and the others in the crowd were also full of amazement. After the shock, the three girls from the Ancient Land of Immortals couldn't help but a strange, but it seemed to be the most reasonable guess.

Perhaps only the mysterious young man who slaughtered the extraterritorial Tianjiao like a dog slaughter was able to suppress the legendary and invincible extraterritorial saints.

Of course, Ye Hao in the ruins naturally didn't know about all this.

At this moment, there are only three people around the basin, including him, Lu Guan, and the son of Zihua on the ground.

Looking at the dilapidated son of Zihua lying on the ground, Lu Guan couldn't help showing complex and strange emotions on his face.

"Brother Shen, you are so fierce!!"

Lu Guan looked stiff and sighed, knowing that this is the legendary extraterritorial saint son, famous and true saint bloodline, if it is strength, maybe it is not the same as his brother, the godly show of the Buddha of Mount Xumi.

But right now, these Tianjiao figures were lying on the ground softly beaten by a young man, and he couldn't even get up. Such a scenario, Lu Guan's desire to break his head before, absolutely dare not imagine.

"who are you?"

After breathing for this period of time, the son of Zihua finally accepted the fact that he was defeated. A pair of purple eyes stared at the young man, full of unwillingness and anger.

As a saint of blood, he is extraordinary. In the past, even if some supreme met him, they were extremely kind and could not put on airs. But at this moment, a native young man in the wild world looks down at him condescendingly. Such a posture is like killing him. Uncomfortable.

"Surnamed Shen, are you the Shen Xuan Qing Cangfeng?"

"No, I have seen the influence of Shen Xuan's jade slips after I came here, it is not you!"

"Who are you! With such strength, you can never be anonymous!"

Zihua Shengzi gritted his teeth and said that he was defeated, but he couldn't accept it anyway, he would lose to a passerby who emerged from nowhere.

With the strength of a young man, he firmly believes that it is absolutely impossible to remain unknown.

Ye Hao naturally didn't bother to pay attention to this, but coldly looked down at the son of Zihua, his dark eyes flickered, and a murderous intent appeared in Sen Leng, "Dying or living?"

"Dare you kill me?"

The son of Zihua sneered and sneered, without the slightest fear in his eyes, "If I fall here, let alone you, even this savage world will be buried and bear the endless anger of my Zitianzong!"

In this regard, Ye Hao just raised his eyebrows slightly, and his black eyes were even more murderous, while Lu Guan on the side looked at the son of Zihua more like an idiot.

When he wanted to come to a young man who was not afraid of the heavens and the earth, he dared to sack the little princess of Sanqingshan in the Hengqu Trial, and provoked a heavenly statue at Tongtian Daofeng, and then even the Supreme Lord of Luo Zong dared to kill him. Shengzi dared to use this threat, and it was so stupid to watch in Lu.

"you"

The real murderous intent in Ye Hao's eyes made Shengzi Zihua's heart jump. The expression on his face was a little stiff, especially Lu Guan's weird look, which made him feel hairy, as if he was saying that the former did not lessen his head. Things.

"I will ask you one last time, to die or to live?"