Xiao Ye brought hundreds of thousands of warriors all the way from the cemetery of Lord Tianyao. How huge was the momentum?
After learning about Xiao Ye's intention, more and more warriors joined in spontaneously, causing the team to expand rapidly, with more people on the way.
Millions of warriors followed Xiao Ye and headed towards the main peak of Tianyao step by step. Everyone's hearts were filled with passion. Even if there were ancient tribes ahead, they were not afraid.
At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the main peak of Yaochi shook, and the holy kings rushed out from it with strange expressions on their faces.
Xiao Ye walked out of the eternal land and broke into the Yaochi. This really surprised everyone.
You know, entering a place like the Eternal Land and competing with the saints of the major ancient tribes, it would be very difficult to save one's life.
"Master Yanhuang, stop, this is not where a saint like you should come."
"I will naturally inform you of the outcome of the discussion between my ancient clan and the elders of the temple."
At this moment, one of them took a step forward, showed the power of the Holy King, and shouted loudly.
Their ancient clan has found out that more than ten years ago, the affiliated forces of the ancient clan who came to investigate the injury of Tianyao Realm Master were blocked, and Xiao Ye also took action.
But now, he has come to the world of Tianyao, and he is a real strong man from the ancient clan.
Boom!
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ye took action indifferently, and the power of the Holy Order stirred up the sky, turning into a big hand that covered the sky, making Cangyu tremble, and swatted directly at the man with incomparable speed.
This man was an ordinary holy king from the Double-Eyed Ancient Clan. He was extremely powerful and had the blessing of the Double-Eyed Ancient Clan's pupil technique. However, he could not avoid this palm and was slapped solidly and turned into a ball.
The blood mist disappeared into the void.
"After entering the Eternal Land for more than ten years, has he actually broken through to the realm of the Holy King?"
"What kind of opportunities did he get in the eternal land!"
The dazzling holy blood spread in the void, making all the ancient saint kings who rushed out feel cold all over.
A Holy King of the Two-Eyed Ancient Clan was shattered to pieces with just one move. It was really scary.
"Master Yanhuang, although you have broken through to the Holy King realm, you still can't..." Another Holy King flew out and scolded.
Boom!
This time, before the Holy King even finished speaking, there was a huge sword light that spanned the sky, as if splitting the heaven and earth, exuding endless power, directly cutting off the Holy King's holy body, and the remaining body was
He was crushed to pieces by this extremely sharp sword.
"hiss!"
The saint kings of all tribes were confused, their eyes turned black, and they became a little scared.
The little Saint King just now was from the Jiuxiao Ancient Clan, and he was actually killed by Xiao Ye with one move?
"My purpose on this trip is to bring these warriors from the Tianyao Realm to witness how your ancient clan decides on the ownership of the new Tianyao Realm Lord. Anyone who wants to stop it can stand up."
Xiao Ye was holding the Wuji Holy Sword with a cold face, and the words he spoke made the world fall silent. The saint kings of the ancient clan who appeared all froze.
He took two shots to repel the two Holy Kings, which was a devastating attack. Such terrifying combat power completely shocked them.
Back then, the boy who had just begun to become a saint had grown into a saint king, with unfathomable strength.
"It doesn't matter if the warriors of the Tianyao Realm witness the ownership of the new Realm Master of the Tianyao Realm. Let the Yanhuang Realm Master bring his people over."
At this moment, a majestic voice came.
The holy kings who blocked the road were slightly startled, and then quickly backed away, sneering in their hearts.
Xiao Ye brought so many warriors here, what's the use?
The final result has already been determined.
"Walk!"
Xiao Ye stepped forward and led everyone forward.
The main peak of Yaochi is very huge, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants planted there. Especially the top of the peak has been flattened to form a wide platform, with many figures sitting cross-legged on futons, the momentum is as deep as the ocean, and the abyss is unfathomable.
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"A total of five ancient tribes have come, and the leader is most likely the Supreme Saint King!" Xiao Ye glanced over and quickly focused on a figure.
That's a woman.
Wearing colorful holy clothes, she was graceful and graceful. Her hair was flowing down like a waterfall. An excited expression appeared on her white and crystal clear face, and she was staring at Xiao Ye.
The peerless empress!
In the True Spirit Continent, she was the first woman to proclaim herself emperor. She was respected by everyone in the world and possessed unparalleled splendor.
Although Xiao Ye has long known the whereabouts of the Peerless Empress, this is the first time he has truly met her after hundreds of years of separation.
"Peerless!"
"Xiao Ye!"
The two spoke almost in unison, then looked at each other and smiled.
In the True Spirit Continent, the two of them were both teachers and friends, but when they came to the Three Thousand Realms, their relationship as warriors of the True Spirit lineage was the strongest and could not be eroded by time.
"Master Yanhuang, since you are here, please take a seat."
At this moment, an old man sitting on a futon and wearing a temple robe spoke.
He is a temple elder, and he is accompanied by several temple envoys.
At this moment, these people's eyes were filled with wonder.
Xiao Ye nodded, and then he came and found a seat at random to sit down. The Eighteen Realms of Tianyao and other warriors who followed him spontaneously stood behind Xiao Ye.
"Has Jue Dai not become a saint yet?" Xiao Ye stared at Jue Dai Empress and frowned slightly.
I'm afraid these ancient saint kings took advantage of this to prevent Juedai from ascending to the position of critical master.
"Master Yanhuang, you are a little late."
"The temple has agreed to the request of our five ancient tribes." At this moment, an old man who looked like a rock said with a strange smile that was neither yin nor yang.
"Require?"
Xiao Ye frowned slightly when he heard this, and then looked towards the temple elders.
"The Lord of the Yanhuang Realm..."
The temple elder smiled bitterly.
The five major ancient tribes have joined forces to test the pressure, but their temple can't withstand it.
"The young disciple who took over as the Lord of Tianyao Realm is peerless. He has indeed passed the examination of the temple. He is a rare genius and has the qualifications to sit on the position of Lord of Tianyao Realm."
"But after all, there is still one step left before Juedai can truly become a saint. But who knows how long it will take?"
"So the temple has decided to let Juedai enter the battlefield of reincarnation and fight with the geniuses of the era below the saint level of the major ancient tribes. If you can win like you did back then, you can convince the crowd and sit on this position."
The temple elder explained.
"Enter the reincarnation battlefield to fight?"
"This... is simply bullying!"
As soon as these words came out, all the Eighteen Tianyao heroes became angry.
How many epochal geniuses are there in the ancient clan? Entering a place like that, do you want the peerless empress to sweep away all the epochal geniuses in the ancient clan?
After all, not everyone is like Xiao Ye.
"Okay, this method is good, I agree."
Unexpectedly, a soft voice came out at this moment, and everyone looked around and were stunned.
Because it was Xiao Ye who was speaking.
"Master Yanhuang, you..." The Eighteen Tianyao heroes were so angry that they were speechless.
Is this guy here to help or to cause trouble?
"But before that, I want to help Jue Dai become a saint first." Xiao Ye stood up and spoke out words that made all the voices disappear at once, leaving only shock.
The word "sainthood" in the Three Thousand Realms represents thousands of calamities and hundreds of disasters, as well as glory. It can be said that hundreds of millions of creatures in the Three Thousand Realms are all working hard for this goal.
