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Chapter 2217 he must die

These cold words are like the voice of the gods, transcending all things in the world, resounding throughout the universe, with shocking power, making everyone's heart tremble, Xiaobai's breath seems to be burning blood

, also stopped for it.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor was there any dazzling and endless holy light. There was only a young man in black robes who appeared from nowhere and came from the end of the universe.

"Is that Xiao Ye's true identity?"

"His true self has really appeared!"

At this moment, the bodies of many ancient saints could not help but tremble, and they took a few steps back.

"Is it finally here? I've been waiting for a long time."

Holy Lord Ivy stopped moving in his hands, his eyes flashed with a shocking cold light, and he looked at the other person.

Xiao Ye's ten holy bodies all broke through to the holy realm, which is really amazing.

Therefore, Xiao Ye's true identity naturally attracted their attention.

Wasn't their previous move just to bring out Xiao Ye's true identity?

After all, Xiao Ye's true self might also be in the Holy Hall, but if he wanted to escape, they wouldn't be able to catch him.

Whoosh!

Bingya took Luo Meilan and Xiao Yang and flew out of the holy world of Taiyin Great Sage, feeling happy and surprised.

There are so many saints from the ancient clan, can Xiao Ye be able to compete with them?

"You all should enter the Xiao Realm to heal your injuries."

Xiao Ye waved his palm, and immediately, the warriors from the True Spirit Continent, the people from the Soul Chan Realm, and Qi Honglong all flew up involuntarily and entered the Xiao Realm together with the ten holy bodies.

As for Xiao Ye's true form, it was like a rainbow coming across the sky and landing on the Realm Lord's Mansion that had long been turned into ruins. Looking at the blood remaining on the ground, his eyes became more and more serious.

This is the blood of a warrior from his true spirit lineage.

After waking up in the Holy Hall, he rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, he was still a step too late. Someone in the True Spirit lineage had already died.

If the Ivy Saint is allowed to stab the second shot...

He couldn't imagine the consequences!

"No need to be sad, because you will be on your way soon."

The Holy Lord Ivy held the dragon spear, and many other Holy Lords gathered around him, looking very indifferent.

"I said that I would let the Holy Son and Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan be buried with them."

Xiao Ye soared into the sky.

"In front of us, you still dare to say such nonsense, aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?" Ivy Saint sneered, and stabbed out the dragon spear in his hand.

Clang!

This shot was still extremely fast and terrifying, hitting Xiao Ye directly, but there was no splash of holy blood as expected. Instead, it erupted with the sound of gold and gold clashing, as if two supreme holy weapons were colliding.

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"This...how is this possible!"

The Ivy Saint's pupils shrank and he took a few steps back, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

I saw that Xiao Ye was still tall and straight, not moving at all. Only his right hand that was stretched out was exploded, but there was no trace of holy blood flowing down.

For a saint-level expert, this injury is no different from a normal person losing a hair, and it can be repaired quickly.

"this……"

The other saints who gathered around also had shocked expressions on their faces.

They know very well the strength of the Ivy Saint.

"The fourth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the War Saint, fighting the Holy Lord is indeed a bit reluctant." Xiao Ye shook his head and expressed emotion.

Looking carefully, it is not difficult to find that on the surface of his holy body's skin, there is a layer of metallic luster composed of traces of the holy path shining, giving it a heavy feel.

This is the fourth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the War Saint. It is much more powerful than the third transformation of the combination of human and tripod. It can be used to defeat the Supreme Holy King when it reaches the level of Dacheng Saint King.

Xiao Ye's realm has long exceeded this category, and the power he displays is even greater.

The next moment——

Whoosh!

I saw that the traces of the Holy Path on Xiao Ye's body suddenly changed greatly, and the momentum they erupted became even greater, and they were quickly reorganized.

In an instant, all the scenery in this world seemed to disappear, and only Xiao Ye himself seemed to be left.

There was holy light rising in his head and limbs.

These holy lights are gathering, and each one turns into a war tripod.

A total of five war cauldrons, replacing Xiao Ye's five skeletons, exuding the vast aura of the universe, immortal in the years, arranged in the universe, accompanied by the harmony of heaven and earth, and the sky full of auspicious colors falling, all for him

Moving, endless traces of traces flickered, all chirping for him.

The next moment, the five war cauldrons trembled in unison, as if five ancient sacred mountains were suppressed.

"This... what kind of holy law is this?"

Many ancient saints came to their senses, and a burst of blood appeared. The Ivy Saint was beaten to pieces, and his original power was crushed, and he died an untimely death.

"Holy Lord Ivy, is he dead?"

At this moment, everyone was stunned and there was a big chaos.

Among Xiao Ye's many saints, one of the saints of the Dayan Ancient Clan had been killed before, but now another one has fallen?

The most important thing is that there are no disturbances in the whole process, not even fierce battles, which is terrifying.

"you……"

A woman with snowy hair exclaimed.

She was also the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan, and the scene that unfolded in front of her was difficult for her to accept.

But before she finished speaking, she turned into screams, and the holy body turned into light, annihilated, and finally disappeared.

The world suddenly became quiet, and the saints of all major ancient tribes stopped at the same time. Everyone felt chills running down their spines.

The death of the Holy Lord is not terrible.

Because it had happened many times in the history of the Human Era, and they were used to it.

But never like today.

This is total massacre!

Kill the Holy Lord!

"I said that today I will use the lives of the Holy Son and Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan to bury the fallen warriors of my true spirit lineage."

"If anyone stops me, I can give it a try."

Like a breeze blowing, Xiao Ye stepped forward in the universe and walked towards the Holy Son of Dayan.

What he performed was the fifth transformation of the Nine Transformations of the War Saint. It was different from the fusion of the human cauldron, in that it used the five human body parts to transform into a war cauldron.

The power is far beyond that of the human cauldron united into one, and it can easily kill the saints in the ordinary realm. No matter how many ages of cultivation, they cannot stop it.

"His true self has also made a breakthrough!"

In front of Xiao Ye, there are twelve saints left.

But at this moment, their faces were pale, unable to move as if they were under a spell, and they watched helplessly as Xiao Ye walked past them.

The combat power Xiao Ye displayed was too terrifying.

It is true that they are saints, but they also have emotions and desires, and they are also afraid.

"All the saint-level powerful men of the Dayan Ancient Clan will obey the order and escort the Holy Son away immediately!"

On the other side, a majestic figure shot out from among the six saints who were dealing with Xiaobai.

He was the Qinglei Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan. At this time, he was extremely frightened and gave up his opponent. He shouted and rushed towards Xiao Ye.

"Xiao Ye, the Holy Lord Ivy of our clan only killed two people of your spiritual level, and you also killed two Holy Lords of my clan, why bother to take action against the Holy Son of my clan?"

Holy Lord Qinglei roared, but he actually gave in.

The Holy Son Dayan must not die.

"In my mind, my true spirit lineage, even if I am just a mortal warrior, is thousands of times more precious than the holy son of your clan."

"Killing the two saints is not enough to settle this blood feud, so Holy Son Dayan must die." Xiao Ye said calmly, as if gods were judging mortals.

(Second update coming)

(I will try my best to update the third update, but it will definitely be around 7pm)


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