The holy light fell in the great world of Yanhuang, and it was boundless. Thousands of weather conditions gathered together, and a battle that shocked countless races broke out.
Jun Gen's soul mark showed fluctuations of anger.
Xiao Ye didn't take action personally, but used his power to oppress these five alien saints. Is this showing contempt for him?
Buzz!
The cold air that is enough to freeze the Holy Blood of the Holy Lord sweeps across the vast universe, and pieces of snowflakes are flying. They seem to be crystal clear, but they contain the unfathomable Holy Way, which can destroy the heaven and the earth. They float gently towards the Holy Body controlled by Jun Gen.
corpse.
At the same time, another unicorn appeared. It was extremely huge, and it was unknown how many thousands of miles long it was. It lay across the sky and the earth. Its whole body was densely covered with scales, as if it were made of fairy gold, and it shone with blue light.
This was condensed by a small celestial holy master who recited the Immortal Bible. He ruled the universe and exerted pressure on the nine heavens and ten earth. It seemed that he could cause the collapse of the three thousand worlds in an instant. He also dealt with the holy corpse controlled by Jun Gen.
repression.
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The Holy Lords of the five major alien tribes took action one after another, which shocked the whole world. It was an unsolvable situation.
Although the holy corpse controlled by Jun Gen was equally powerful and could exert a holy master-level combat power, it was still weak and was at a disadvantage in an instant.
He used various scriptures and holy methods to reach the realm of Taoism and nature long ago, but it was still useless. He fought with all his strength, and the holy corpse of the alien supreme saint quickly disintegrated.
"Here comes the corpse!"
Jun Gen's soul imprint emitted a soul sound that resounded throughout the heavens and all realms. A terrifying aura swept away, and seven coffins engraved with totems flew across the sky, filling the universe.
boom!
One of the coffins exploded directly, and a figure with thick blue hair rushed out. He was controlled by Jun Gen's soul mark and started fighting again.
"The Holy Son of our clan has completely grown up, and the trend has been achieved. Even the Holy Lord cannot ignore it."
The Great Sage of Time, Xuan Xiao, looked at Xiao Ye, who was standing beside him with his hands behind his hands, watching the battle indifferently, with a look of emotion on his face.
Let the five holy masters of the alien race erase Jun Gen's soul imprint?
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to do it, because he hasn't reached that level.
Today's Xiao Ye can be said to have surpassed him. After this battle, the name of the Holy Son of Taichu will completely transcend the level of the Holy Lord.
"damn it!"
In a battle of this level, the two Golden Staff elders of the Dayan Ancient Clan would have no way to get close, let alone help.
At this moment, their faces were full of anxiety.
No matter how strong Jun Gen's soul mark is, he can't deal with five minor heavenly saints at the same time. It will only be a matter of time before he is wiped out.
"Xuanlong, as the person in charge of our human temple, are you going to stand by and watch when a foreign holy master is causing trouble on the human territory?"
One of the Golden Staff elders even took out the identity token of the Human Race Temple and hurriedly communicated.
In the chaos of Fang Cun, he actually chose to seek help from the Human Race Temple.
"I'm sorry, our human temple is not as capable as your Dayangu tribe. We can invite the alien holy masters to help."
"When the Holy Lord of the Temple returns, I will report the matter truthfully. As for this mess, it's up to you to clean it up yourself."
A moment later, an angry word came, making the two Golden Staff elders feel cold all over, and their hearts were filled with unprecedented despair.
indeed.
With this move, how could they ever put the Human Race Temple in their eyes? How could the Human Race Temple help them now?
"It turns out that this kid Xiao Ye has already reached the level of the Supreme Saint. Such methods are really insidious."
In the human temple, Xuanlong looked at the scene reflected in the bronze mirror and laughed heartily.
He had just received the news about Xiao Ye's appearance from the Rakshasa race.
The Dayan Ancient Clan did not take the Human Race Temple into consideration at all, and now they are reaping the consequences, which made him feel bad.
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The fierce battle in the Yanhuang Realm has reached a fever pitch, and all eight coffins brought by the Dayan Ancient Clan exploded.
Among them, seven of the holy corpses at the level of supreme saints all disintegrated.
Now, in the vast starry sky, fighting five alien holy masters in a bloody battle, is a skinny, skeleton-like holy corpse.
With a roar, the sky filled with brilliance erupted, covering the sky and covering the earth, flooding many star fields. The skeleton-like holy corpse was blown into two pieces, most of the holy bones were shattered, and even the holy blood was about to dry up.
"I didn't expect that the soul mark left by me, Jun Gen, would end up in this situation." The holy corpse suddenly stopped, and Jun Gen's soul mark flew out from the center of his eyebrows, condensing the appearance of Jun Gen's sentient beings.
His eyes became calmer than ever before, like a deep pool with no bottom.
The five alien holy masters also stopped.
If they weren't forced by the situation, how could they take action against Jun Gen's soul mark?
"Xiao Ye, I have written down what happened today. Please enjoy the little time you have left."
Jun Gen's soul imprint was trembling, then burst out with a burst of fire, and was actually melting away.
He is the first-generation holy son of the Dayan Ancient Clan. He stands proudly in the world and can sweep across the nine heavens and ten earths. Even if this is just a soul mark, he does not want to be desecrated by others and will perish on his own.
This is his self-esteem as the first generation saint.
"Holy Son Jun Gen!"
"No!"
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In the distance, the two golden staff elders of the Dayan Ancient Clan, both with red eyes, raised their heads and cried out sadly.
The dignified first-generation Holy Son has reached this stage, which has never happened before in history. How aggrieved is this?
Without the soul imprint left by Jun Gen, what could the Dayan Ancient Clan do to stop Xiao Ye?
"Holy Son of the First, can we leave?"
At this moment, a cold and arrogant voice sounded, and the Little Celestial Saint Lord from the Snow Race looked at him.
Even though it was just a mark of Jun Gen's soul, for some reason, watching the other person melting himself made him feel frightened and frightened.
"Thank you for your hard work, seniors. The grievances between us have been wiped out. If you don't dislike it, why not rest in the world before leaving." Xiao Ye showed a bright smile and took a step forward.
"Son of Taichu, there is no need to be so polite."
Xiao Ye's action made the five holy masters feel their hearts skip a beat. They rejected him directly and left in the air.
They didn't dare to stay for a long time and wished they could be as far away from each other as possible.
"Haha, Dad, you are too fierce. Look, you scared those five Holy Lords." Watching the five alien Holy Lords leave quickly, Xiao Nian flew over with excitement on his face.
Xiao Ye's realm breakthrough shocked even him, and at the same time he felt extremely proud inside.
Xiao Ye touched his nose.
He no longer had any great ill will toward the five alien holy masters, but sincerely invited them.
"Ye Zi, what should we do with the two golden staff elders of the Dayan Ancient Clan?" the Invincible Emperor flew over and asked.
"Of course I'll arrest you!"
Xiao Ye glanced at the two golden staff elders coldly and said.
After this battle, what other means can the Dayan Ancient Clan have to fight Xiao Ye?