Epochs are reincarnated, years are long, and thousands of years have passed. The three thousand worlds and even the human race are no longer what they used to be.
Such a general trend is like a great wave washing over the sand. Countless outstanding people have been wiped out. At the same time, there are also geniuses vying to appear, dazzling and peerless. They are all beings who have practiced for more than an era.
In the hearts of many people, Xiao Ye, the Holy Son of the Beginning, is like a shooting star in the cycle of eras. Although it is bright, it eventually fades into darkness and is no longer visible, leaving only endless regrets.
At this time, Xiao Ye, the Holy Son of the Supreme Beginning, who was supposed to disappear, actually appeared again. At his feet were the young geniuses of the Dayan Ancient Clan and the corpse of the Fire Spirit Lord. How many people's hearts were shaken?
"The Holy Son of Taichu did not fall. Could it be that Holy Master Huadu showed mercy back then?"
"Definitely not. There must be some reason that I don't know about."
"The appearance of the Holy Son of Taichu in the human race's safe zone is not without warning. A few years ago, there was a mysterious human strongman who came to the alien battlefield. It is very likely that he is the Holy Son of Taichu."
"Haha, now many holy masters of the Dayan Ancient Clan are fighting in all directions, trying to expand their territory. I wonder what will happen if I learn this news."
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Various sounds gathered together to form a terrible storm, shaking the earth and creating a terrible undercurrent that permeated the nine heavens and ten places, almost making people suffocating.
Countless glances were directed towards the safe zone created by the human race.
"Senior Holy Son of Heaven, I admire you very much. Today I finally meet you. Please accept my worship."
"Holy Son of Taichu, you are the leader of my human race. I know that even the Dayan Ancient Clan cannot do anything to you."
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The entire safe zone was also in commotion. All the human warriors seeking refuge here were alarmed. Men, women, old and young all came in droves, like pilgrims, staring at Xiao Ye with blazing eyes.
They didn't have a good impression of the Dayan Ancient Clan, so they didn't think Xiao Ye's attack was too cruel.
Moreover, during the battle in Luan Kong Valley, Xiao Ye swept through the saints of all major races and preserved the status and dignity of the human race, which had convinced countless people.
Therefore, when this legendary figure appeared again, they couldn't help but be curious.
Xiao Ye smiled slightly and responded politely to these warriors.
"Lord Holy Son of Taichu, it is our great fortune as a human race that you can survive, but once the Holy Lords of the Dayan Ancient Clan find out, I am afraid they will not let it go. You must be prepared in advance."
These people were also very knowledgeable and left quickly, leaving time for Xiao Ye and the warriors of the Zhenling lineage.
"Father!"
Xiao Nian was yelling, crying and rushed over, crying in grief, grabbing Xiao Ye's arm with both hands, for fear that this was just a dream.
Over the years, he often dreamed of his father coming back from the dead and appearing in front of him again, only to be left with endless sadness when he woke up.
"Ya'er, fortunately you are all fine."
Xiao Ye hugged Xiao Nian with his left hand, and Bingya poured into his arms with his right hand. The family of three reunited after a thousand years.
Naturally, everyone was extremely curious about Xiao Ye's experiences over the past thousand years.
You know, no matter who knows that Xiao Ye is facing such a crisis, they will think that the other person is dead.
Xiao Ye didn't hide anything, he casually found a place to sit down in the safe area and talked about his experience with everyone.
At the same time, Xiao Ye also gained insights into many things.
It turns out that the Holy Lord of the Dayan Ancient Clan is constantly hunting down the warriors of the True Spirit lineage, mainly because he wants to regain the body of his Holy Son.
Back then, the Holy Lord of Huadu also searched the Yanhuang world for a long time before leaving.
Jun Gen's true self has come over, and there may be a way to refine the body of his Holy Son, so the Dayan Ancient Clan naturally refuses to let it go.
In this process, many people were also affected.
For example, many kings who came out of Zhenling Continent, as well as disciples of Wuji Sect, are no longer visible.
Jiang Kong, Great Sage Taixu and others are also now uncertain about their life or death.
Even the two sects of the Ancient Holy Land, Taiyin and Chunyang, were killed.
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It can be said that almost all the people in the human race who have anything to do with Xiao Ye have been bloodbathed by the Dayan Ancient Clan, leaving them dead and injured.
"The Dayan Ancient Clan, I, Xiao Ye, will definitely trample the Dayan Ancient Clan to pieces in this life!"
Listening to this news, Xiao Ye clenched his fists and his eyes were colder than ever.
Because of him, the Dayan Ancient Clan actually attacked so many innocent people, and this blood feud became even more profound.
"My parents and clan members are all fine." Xuan Xiao opened his holy world, and Xiao Ye rushed in and saw Luo Meilan and Xiao Yang.
Although this couple has long since transformed into spirits, is invulnerable to time, and is almost immortal, their hair has turned gray over the years and their spirits have become very poor.
The pain of losing their son made them look old again. If Xiao Fan and others hadn't been cleansing them with holy power, maybe things would have been even worse for this couple.
Xiao Ye felt sad in his heart.
It can be said that the Holy Son of Taichu has no parents, and this body was created by the joint efforts of the ancient Taichu people. However, his previous body and flesh have been integrated with it, and he is still the Son of Man.
"Ye'er!"
Seeing Xiao Ye, the couple cried with joy.
Xiao Ye stayed with his parents for several hours, comforting them, and was relieved when he saw that their condition was much better.
He also met Xiao Fan and Xiao Menghan in Xuan Xiao's holy world.
This little girl is now a saint. She has made great progress and is determined to avenge Xiao Ye.
Seeing Xiao Ye, the little girl also cheered in disbelief.
"There are still some people who have passed away."
Xiao Ye walked around the holy world of Xuan Xiao and met Murong Xian, Qing Wu, and all the warriors of the True Spirit lineage. Finally, he sighed and left in a flash.
"Holy Son."
"Although you have returned to the throne as the Holy Son, I'm afraid your realm has not been restored yet..."
Seeing Xiao Ye flying out, Xuan Xiao opened his mouth and said, with worry in his eyes.
He was already a Holy Lord, and his vision was extremely high, so he could naturally see Xiao Ye's state.
Although Xiao Ye had killed the young powerful man of the Dayan Ancient Clan and the Fire Spirit Holy Lord lightly before, his holy way was not revealed and he relied entirely on the body of the Holy Son to suppress them.
"Yes, but it won't be long."
"Three thousand worlds are changing. Our Taichu ancient clan has been silent for too long. It's time for its glory to bloom." Xiao Ye put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance with his deep eyes, as if he was responding to Xuan Xiao, but also as if he was talking to himself.
language.
During the battle with the Fire Spirit Holy Lord, Xiao Ye felt that the Nine Meridians Holy Dao integrated into his flesh and blood was like the Yangtze River surging and about to break out of its cocoon.
The next moment, Xiao Ye asked Xuan Xiao to protect him, while he was sitting cross-legged in the safe area, reciting the ancient Sutra of Taichu, and was experiencing an indescribable change.
At the same time, the Dayan Ancient Clan, which attracted much attention, also took action after hearing the news that Xiao Ye, the Holy Son of the Beginning, had not died and had returned with strength!
