Way of Immortal Sovereign

"Shen Xuan, I really underestimated you before I admit it, but I still advise you not to mistake yourself and hand over your storage bag."

"Yes, if the true phoenix inheritance is not on you, I will leave here, and I will never get involved in your storage bag."

"Even if you can kill Cao Zhandong, you have the power to suppress ordinary saints, but there are eight saint bloodlines in the field, you'd better weigh it before making a decision."

All the Tianjiao sneered, and the Eight Great Sons joined hands, and apart from the legendary ones, they were already able to push any fellow practitioners.

Even if Shen Xuan has the strength to suppress the evil spirits of the Saint Child level, facing such a force, he will definitely be unable to compete.

And looking at the people around him who looked greedy and cold, Ye Hao couldn't help but squinted slightly, and said with a sneer: "The eight saints, one less than when they were at Qingcang Peak, just because of you, you also want my reserve. Bags?"

"presumptuous!"

"Oh, stubborn, I don't know how high the sky is."

"Rejecting so repeatedly, I think what Cao Zhandong said is true, and the true Phoenix inheritance is on him!"

"Why don't you talk to him, just shoot him down!"

Boom!

As the cold shouts spread, the strength of the Tianjiao from all sides burst out turbulently, especially the eight holy sub-level evildoers, the whole body is dazzling, and the mighty power rises from their bodies. The power is terrifying.

call out!

When the mighty power erupted, a sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded, and only a holy child-level evildoer stepped forward, like an electric light tearing through the void, and like a shooting star across the sky, surrounded by a dazzling and terrifying god. , Rushed to Ye Hao in an instant, punching out without reservation.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth roared, the void shook, and the power of the holy sub-level evildoer was really terrifying. The former fell with a punch, causing the space to explode directly, tearing a terrifying crack, and the mighty power is more like a flood of mountains, overwhelming. Crush to Ye Hao.

"Since you don't hand over the storage bag, then die for me!"

This holy child-level evildoer coldly shouted, his eyes shocking, his strength is extremely terrifying, even not much weaker than the Jin Wuwei of the nine-headed lion clan, and it can be regarded as the most powerful type under the Supreme Son. Saint bloodline.

It’s just that Ye Hao’s expression didn’t change much in the face of such a prestigious powerhouse. The palm of his hand was also clenched in Leng Hum, and the dazzling and terrifying fist marks broke out in an instant, like the stars exploding, and like the sun and the moon. There was an extremely terrifying majesty.

Boom!

Between the lightning and flint, the sky seemed to be exploded by thunder, and the earth-shaking muffled sound seemed to be capable of deterring people. It made the minds of all the Tianjiao in the field roar, and when everyone had not recovered, they could not I saw with confidence that a dazzling figure surrounded by gods, like being bombarded by an unimaginable force, flew out uncontrollably like a kite with a broken wire.

"This"

"How can it be!"

"That is the saint son of the White Jade Idol Clan, with extraordinary strength, and the outstanding one among saint sub-level evildoers. How could it be possible that it would fall into the wind in one encounter!"

auzw.com "How terrible is this Shen Xuan?"

For an instant, the eyes of the Tianjiao from all sides were sharply widened, and there was a ghostly look on their faces, and there was an unprecedented storm in their hearts, as if they could not believe what they saw.

At this moment, not only the others, but even the remaining seven holy sub-level evildoers have stiff faces, staring at the young man in amazement. The holy son of the White Jade Elephant Race can be said to be the strongest among them, but even one of them. Even if they lose face-to-face, then even if the seven of them join forces, can they really leave this indigenous teenager?

"A native cultivator in a savage world is nothing but such a terrifying strength!"

The few saints in the field couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and they couldn't calm down at all. The strength of the former seemed to them too terrifying, almost almost comparable to those in the legend.

Boom!

In the dead silence of heaven and earth, the saint son of the white jade idol clan who was blasted into the ground roared into the sky again, but at this moment he was ragged and dim, looking a little embarrassed, not like a transcendent. The blood of the supreme saint.

"you"

The Saint Son of the White Jade Elephant Clan stared at Ye Hao, with unprecedented horror and dread on his face. In particular, the arm that punched before was more like a broken pain. Obviously, in the confrontation with talents, he completely fell. Downwind.

"This is not the time when I was in Qingcang Peak." Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, and his eyes swept across the crowd coldly. "Now, do you still think about how many people will join forces to search my storage bag?"

Hearing that, all the Tianjiao expressions are stagnant, as for the eight holy sub-level evildoers, their faces are green and white. As a saint, when they have been so humiliated by others, but because of the strength of the former It was so powerful that even they couldn't figure out the depth, and no one dared to make a move for a while.

"Heh, it's just a savage native, and it's really powerful."

In the silence of the parties, in the distance, there was a cold and playful laughter suddenly, making everyone in the room slightly startled, even Ye Hao couldn't help but squint and cast his eyes away.

In the distance of the sky, I don’t know when a young man appeared, dressed in a flowing robe, and his face is even more handsome and unreal. He stands proudly in the void, and his body is exuding indescribable nobleness, like a **** who has fallen into the world. , Incompatible with the secular world.

"That is"

"The Son of the Moon Clan!"

"The supreme saint in the legend of Son Mochizuki has indeed entered the True Phoenix Nest this time!"

As soon as he saw the figure in the distance, a crowd of extraterritorial arrogances, including a few holy sub-level evildoers, all shrank their eyes, and they all bowed with unprecedented respect.

"Sacred Son of the Moon Clan"

Looking at the figure in the distance, Ye Hao's expression couldn't help being dignified. The Mochizuki clan had heard the son of Zihua mentioned that he knew that this clan was extremely powerful, and it was the super strong clan of the Xinghai side, even if it was better than the Void Bat The clan does not hide.

Looking at the moon and watching the moon, it is said that after the strong people of this clan grow up to a certain level, they will feed on the sun, the moon and the stars, and their power is extremely terrifying.

The most important thing is that the aura of the young man in the distance was too terrifying, and he was even more unwilling than the original Mo Yuan. In him, even Ye Hao felt a strong life and death crisis.

Obviously, the strength of this young man will never be weaker than Mo Yuan, and he is also a terrifying evildoer who ranks among the best saints.

"Chi, Mochizuki, you are still one step earlier."

And in the shock of everyone's mind, in the distant sky, another playful sneer sounded, followed by a vast, terrifying and tyrannical meaning that instantly enveloped the local world.