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Chapter 2218 One person suppresses an ancient clan

Holy Son Dayan must die!

Xiao Ye himself came back from a breakthrough and decided the life or death of a Saint Son-level figure with just one word!

"Quick, quick, quick, escort the Holy Son away!"

"If the Holy Son dies, we have no way to explain it."



All over the Nandou Realm, the holy kings and saints of the Dayan Ancient Clan have long been teleporting to the side of the Holy Son of Dayan.

"I sacrifice my origin!"

There were as many as two saints and saint kings, with their snowy hair fluttering, gathered together, and at the same time they formed seals with their hands and performed secret techniques. The holy flames burned on everyone's body, and their momentum surged, and they were actually burning.

origin.

"drink!"

Among them, there are ten holy kings, slapping their hands towards the universe.

Wow!

In an instant, mysterious scriptures rushed out of them and gathered together to form a sea of ​​scriptures, and a huge crescent moon emerged.

boom!

This crescent moon was comparable to dozens of planets. As soon as it appeared, it cut through the universe and opened a passage.

This is a passage that directly reaches the Dayan tribe.

Xiao Ye himself was so powerful that it was obviously too late to escort Holy Son Dayan away from other teleportation formations.

Whoosh!

Holy Son Dayan looked pale and rushed towards this passage in panic.

At this moment, he no longer had the grace of the Holy Son. He just wanted to leave here as quickly as possible, as far away from that man who looked like a god and demon as possible.

"Is the source of burning just to escort Holy Son Dayan away?"

At this moment, the warriors from other ancient clan forces all felt desolate.

Burning the origin means there is no future.

When did their ancient clan’s power actually fall to this day?

At this moment, Xiao Ye actually stopped in the universe, with his hands behind his back, as if watching the Son of Dayan leave.

"I said that Holy Son Dayan must die, and even if you burn your origin, you can't stop him."

His dark eyes became unusually deep, and with each word he spoke, strange soul fluctuations swept out from between his eyebrows.

Wow!

One level after another, the soul fluctuations were spreading. After Xiao Ye's words fell, the momentum was already overwhelming. It actually reached a thousand levels, almost becoming substantial, spanning the endless void, and bursting out.

This is exactly the holy mantra.

Although Xiao Ye's other holy bodies also know how to use them, they are not as profound as this one.

Bang!

The rushing Qing Lei Holy Lord was affected, and his body suddenly trembled, his vision turned black, his soul trembled, and he retreated away.

As for the more than two hundred holy kings and saints who guarded the departure of Holy Son Dayan, they were completely overwhelmed by this terrible soul storm.

Swish, swish, swish!

When the soul storm slowly dissipated, the huge crescent moon disappeared along with the passage, leaving only more than two hundred corpses floating in the starry sky.

There is not a single trace of injury on these corpses, but if you examine them carefully, it is not difficult to find that their souls have all been shattered.

The sky and the earth were silent, no one could say anything, and all the saints who attacked Xiaobai retreated.

In one word, more than two hundred saints and saint kings all died?

"Um?"

"Holy Son of Dayan, you survived unexpectedly. Do you have a treasure that protects your soul?"

Looking at Holy Son Dayan who fell among the corpses, Xiao Ye turned his eyes and was slightly surprised.

The quality of the soul at the super saint level, coupled with the power of the soul at the saint level, can be enough to threaten ordinary saints by using the holy mantra.

But Saint Son Dayan actually survived.

"Holy Son, run away!"

Holy Lord Qinglei roared, releasing his own holy creatures, flying out of the sky to protect Holy Son Dayan.

"Xiao Ye, can you sit down and talk calmly? Killing the Holy Son of Dayan will not do you any good, but will make you fall into the endless cycle of cause and effect."

A ball of fire rose up, and a middle-aged man with flying red hair and unparalleled power appeared. He also released his own holy creatures and said loudly.

He is the Holy Lord Ji Yan of the Dayan Ancient Clan. After hearing the news, he gave up the pursuit of Xiao Ye and the Holy Lord Tianyun. He walked out of the Dark Demon Abyss and came quickly.

"Back then, when you, the Dayan Ancient Clan, repeatedly plotted against me, Xiao Ye, did you ever think about sitting down and talking calmly?"

Xiao Ye shook the sky with one hand, and a vast outline of the holy world appeared in everyone's sight.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Looking around, I saw that in this holy world, there were wisps of light of the holy way falling down, forming countless figures.

These are clearly Xiao Ye's deity. The creatures born in the holy world after breaking through to the Holy Realm are the symbols of the Holy Realm and the embodiment of the power of the Holy Order and the understanding of the Holy Way that have reached a certain height.

The holy power is endless and living things are immortal.

"Give me, kill!"

Xiao Ye waved his palm and said coldly.

The grudge between him and the Dayan Ancient Clan was not only because of the taboo ancient clan, but also involved him personally.

And the Holy Son of Dayan, who has repeatedly targeted him, has long been on his must-kill list.

No matter what the consequences will be, he will take action, otherwise what is the use of breaking through to the Saint Realm?

boom!

As his words fell, it was as if the door to heaven had been opened, and a divine drum seemed to be beating, resounding throughout the nine heavens, shocking people's hearts.

The monstrous aura filled the air, and endless holy creatures burst out from Xiao Ye's holy world. Each one was composed of symbols of the holy path of war. It was so overwhelming that the entire Nandou world was roaring, like

It looks like it's about to collapse.

Saint Jiyan and Saint Qinglei, the two holy creatures combined, have covered the entire starry sky, guarding Saint Son Dayan like a vast ocean.

But Xiao Ye's holy world creatures were more numerous, and they actually surrounded them in turn, advancing and compressing them step by step.

Boom!

The holy way and the holy power are constantly colliding, intertwining traces of the Tao and the Dharma.

This is a picture that one will never forget.

The three saints faced each other in the air, and the creatures of the two saints collided, but Xiao Ye had the upper hand.

His Holy World creatures were so majestic that each one was like a small war cauldron. The Holy World creatures of Ji Yan and Qing Lei Holy Master were continuously evaporated until they were completely defeated.

"this……"

Saint Jiyan and Saint Qinglei were shocked.

They have been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, and the creatures of the Holy World they have bred are not as good as Xiao Ye?

"what to do?"

"If we join forces, we are no match for him."



The two great saints were so anxious that they did not dare to act rashly.

Xiao Ye didn't seem to attack them directly, but they knew very well that if he made the slightest move, they would be greeted with a thunderous blow.

"ah!"

"As the Holy Son of Dayan, how could I be hurt by a group of holy creatures? Get out of here!"

At this moment, Holy Son Dayan roared angrily and continued to fight, killing a large area every time he took action.

But Xiao Ye's holy world creatures are endless, and they come one after another.

Coupled with Xiao Ye's silent shock from the side, Saint Son Dayan's nerves were constantly tense, his mind was tortured, and he finally collapsed from exhaustion, and all living creatures in the Holy World were completely submerged.

"Holy Son Dayan is dead!"

"To be killed by a creature from the Holy World is such a humiliating way to die."



Everyone's heart trembled.

There were saints, saint kings, and saints from the Dayan Ancient Clan, but they were killed by Xiao Ye. Now it is finally the turn of the Dayan Saint Son.

One person suppressed an ancient tribe alone!

(The third update is finally written, everyone has been waiting for so long!)


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