Holy Lord Fusang was severely injured by a strong man from the Dayan Ancient Clan?
As soon as these words came out, not only Xiao Ye, but also the Holy Lord Zhan Tian and Xuan Xiao were shocked.
How powerful is the Holy Lord Fusang? It may not be as high as the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Emperor, but I'm afraid it's not far behind. Otherwise, how could he become one of the legendary Holy Lords of the Yemei race?
The other party represents the top combat power of the Ye Mei race.
What's more, the power erupted from the small yellow flag that the Holy Master Fuso sacrificed in the past is still unforgettable to them.
In the past year or so, both the Human Temple and the Dayan Ancient Clan have made sniper attacks, but they have failed to defeat each other, which shows the power of Holy Lord Fusang.
Now he was injured by a strong man from the Dayan Ancient Clan? This news is absolutely shocking.
"Among the Dayan Ancient Clan, the only ones who can injure Holy Lord Fusang are probably the Dayan Ancient Clan's patriarch and the first-generation Holy Son."
At this moment, a voice came, and the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Emperor appeared teleporting, with a solemn look on his face.
The war between the human race and the Yemei race is over, and he is ready to return to the Celestial Silkworm Saint Clan.
"Yes, Senior Holy Emperor, if our temple's guess is correct, the person who took action is very likely to be the first generation Holy Son of the Dayan Ancient Clan, Jun Gen."
Holy Emperor Tiancan and Holy Lord Nixia were also extremely polite.
"Jun Gen!"
This name was like a huge stone pressing down, making the atmosphere in the venue solidify. Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes and his body trembled, as if he was full of hostility towards this name.
"I finally heard the news about him." Xiao Ye clenched his fists.
It has been more than a thousand years since the era of reincarnation broke out, but there is little news about the first-generation saint sons of the major ancient clan forces in the human race.
It's not that they died.
According to rumors, these first-generation saint sons, as well as the patriarchs of the ancient tribes, may have made great gains in the divine land and need to retreat for meditation.
But now Jun Gen has appeared, which is an extremely dangerous signal.
"Xiao Ye, you have to be careful, but even if it is Jun Gen, with the intervention of our human temple, he will not go too far until the Holy Lord War is over."
Holy Lord Nixia said.
When Xiao Ye heard this, he took a deep look at the other party.
The human temple is definitely more than what it seems on the surface.
No matter what happened to the temple, he and Jun Gen had long had an unbreakable bond, and they would meet each other sooner or later.
"Xiao Ye, this time I help you block the legendary holy master of the Yemei race. This can be regarded as the end of your last kindness to the emperor."
Holy Emperor Tiancan was bidding farewell to Xiao Ye.
It's quite good that he can help Xiao Ye to this extent. Besides, this is the territory of the human race after all, and he can't always follow Xiao Ye.
"The first generation of the Holy Son of the Dayan Ancient Clan is indeed unfathomable. If you are desperate, you can enter the Holy World of Heavenly Silkworms and marry my daughter. I will protect you with all my strength."
Immediately afterwards, the Holy Emperor Tiancan smiled evilly again.
Today's Xiao Ye is much more terrifying than before, and he has completed the return of the Holy Son. If he is combined with the bloodline of the Tiancan Holy Clan, the offspring he will give birth to will be even more heaven-defying.
"Senior, you..."
When Xiao Ye heard this, his head was filled with black lines.
The Holy Emperor Tiancan still hasn’t given up on this ridiculous idea.
Seeing Xiao Ye's reaction, the Holy Emperor Tiancan could only shake his head helplessly, and then walked away.
The entire South Dou Realm has ushered in peace, and the human race's holy-level armies are constantly being mobilized to go to other battlefields to fight.
The impact of the epochal cycle has enveloped all races in the three thousand worlds. As a large race, the human race naturally bears the brunt, and wars have broken out in many places.
At this time, the three holy masters Xiao Ye, Xuan Xiao, and Zhan Tian also received orders from the Human Race Temple to lead an army of 300,000 holy ranks to carry out the mission.
The content of the mission is very simple. Go to the border of the human race, join up with other holy masters of the human race, hold the defense line, and deal with the attack of the armies of several major races.
The human race controls hundreds of realms, which also makes the human race's border extremely wide. The destination of Xiao Ye and others is called the "Dali" border, which is quite far away from the Nandou realm.
In the vast starry sky of the universe, huge holy warships passed by, their flags fluttering, and 300,000 holy warriors stood on them. It was Xiao Ye and his party.
And like the three holy masters Xiao Ye, Zhan Tian, and Xuan Xiao, each of them has his own independent warship, with holy-level defensive formations deployed on it.
"According to the intelligence, it will be about fifty years before the Dali border will be threatened by the armies of several major races, so we don't have to rush. It's enough to take the warship refined by the temple."
Xiao Ye sat cross-legged in the cabin of a warship, his eyes flashing.
Fifty years may pass by in a blink of an eye to other Holy Masters, but to him, it is a long time.
"The news about Jun Gen has come. I want to improve my strength as soon as possible to deal with various changes that may occur in the future."
"The Taoist body of Taichu has three great lines. I wonder if I can inspire the second one in these years."
Expectation flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes.
The Holy Marks of the Near Path were so incredible and gave him huge gains, but what about the two Holy Marks?
At that moment, Xiao Ye went into seclusion on his own warship.
When they rushed to the border of the human race, there was also quite a fluctuation among the human race.
Holy Lord Fusang, who had caused heavy casualties to the Dayan Ancient Clan, hid among the humans after being severely wounded. He did not dare to show his face at all, but he still did not get rid of the pursuit.
The person who attacked him was really terrifying. He was like a god who had traveled millions of kilometers. Moreover, there was no Holy Lord in the human race who could clearly see this person's appearance.
Even though Holy Lord Fusang counterattacked wildly and played out his trump cards, it was useless. He fled crazily and suffered more and more serious injuries. The blood essence and blood spilled along the way were all wiped out.
Such a sight is jaw-dropping.
It is really unimaginable that a being like Holy Lord Fuso could be reduced to this state. Is this person going to be buried among the human race?
Someone saw that the leader of the Yemei race, Holy Lord, appeared and wanted to rescue Holy Lord Fusang.
But in the end, he wandered around the border of the human race, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pool, as if something terrifying and terrifying was waiting for him ahead.
It's like God has mercy on you.
In the end, Holy Lord Fusang forcibly broke out of the human race's sphere of influence, opened the teleportation array and returned directly to the Ye Mei clan.
"Holy Lord Fuso, your stupidity and recklessness have ruined the Yemei race, but now is not the time. Let's let you linger for a while."
The person who was chasing him also stopped, looking across the endless starry sky at the Yemei clan in the distance, his words were full of unparalleled domineering and invincible.
"Did that ridiculous Holy Son of the First Emperor go to the border of the human race?"
Immediately afterwards, the man's figure was like smoke, disappearing directly from the place without leaving any trace, only a series of meaningful sneers echoed.