At this moment, Xiao Ye's Saint Son's body seemed to be constructed from immeasurable principles. At this moment, a fierce roar erupted, causing the blood of all the Saint-level experts in this space to boil and tumble.
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Buzz!
As the body of the Holy Son shook, the second holy pattern engraved on it was completely activated, turning into a gray halo, juxtaposed with the near holy pattern, shrouding Xiao Ye, making him look like a demon god.
Boom!
The second holy pattern opened, and a transcendent aura spread out in an instant, covering the twelve nearby holy masters.
At this moment, the bodies of these twelve holy masters trembled, and the holy way they understood burst out with dazzling brilliance, and then seemed to be cut directly by an invisible 'knife', and began to dim.
At the same time, the aura and coercion they exuded, and even their understanding of the holy way, were suppressed and began to decline.
This is an invisible attack that seems to represent the will of heaven and earth and is impossible to resist.
"What...what's going on? My realm is actually falling!"
"My realm is also falling, this is impossible!"
…
In just a few breaths of time, these true heavenly saints felt that their realm had fallen directly to the level of the middle heavenly realm, and then they stopped.
They roared one by one, their eyes turned black, and their faces were full of disbelief.
Millions of years of hard work turned into running water, which is a devastating blow to any warrior, let alone a being like them!
"wrong!"
"We haven't lost the slightest bit about the origin of the Holy Lord, but the realm has been forcibly suppressed. It was the Holy Son of the Beginning who did it!"
Holy Master Haozun also looked pale. He was the first to react, and the next moment he looked at Xiao Ye with a sinister gaze.
The other Holy Masters all reacted and looked at Xiao Ye in horror.
indeed.
Their realm is still there, but they have been affected and temporarily suppressed.
All eyes were focused on the gray halo opened by Xiao Ye. It was so dazzling and possessed unpredictable power.
Obviously, their realm was suppressed precisely because of this halo.
"The Taichu Dao Body, the second holy pattern - the pressure path, once it is displayed, can suppress the realm of all opponents within a certain range."
"I have just activated the Holy Pattern of Suppression, but I have already been able to suppress these Holy Lords to the same level as me!"
Xiao Ye's black hair was flying, his eyes flashed with endless divine light, and his heart was surging.
The Taoist body of Taichu, a physique that exists in legend, has three great lines, each one more terrifying than the last.
While practicing in the secret realm of the super starry sky, the potential of the Holy Son's body was once again stimulated. His biggest gain was that he finally activated the second holy pattern.
The twelve True Celestial Holy Lords in front of them are all terrifying, even though they have only been reduced to the Middle Celestial Realm, this is enough.
Looking at the three thousand realms, who can compete with him in the same realm? This is his confidence.
"retreat!"
"As long as you exit a certain range, you will no longer be affected." The Holy Lord from the Tunkun Ancient Clan, who looked like an emperor, shouted. His body was slender and his figure was retreating.
In fact, no matter where he needs to be reminded, the other Holy Masters have already understood this and are all teleporting back.
But, how could Xiao Ye let them do this?
"Since you refuse to give up, don't blame me."
"The Holy Way of Time!" Xiao Ye's eyes turned cold, and he took a step forward, affecting the flow of time in the space. His figure became blurry, and he easily caught up.
"Damn it!"
The realm of the twelve Holy Lords was suppressed, and their speed was naturally greatly affected. How could it compare to Xiao Ye who used the Holy Path of Time to increase his speed?
Whoosh!
In just one breath, Xiao Ye had already caught up with him. His whole body was filled with millions of holy lights. He stretched out his hands and swept over like a millstone.
boom!
The terrifying fluctuations were like rocks piercing the air, alarming the universe of the film. Three true heavenly saints were suddenly unable to dodge. They felt the incomparable energy coming in. Half of their bodies were shattered, and blood spurted out wildly.
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
This scene made the remaining holy masters shocked and angry. Seeing that they could not escape Xiao Ye's pursuit, they all used their holy magic in anger.
"How dare you be proud of yourself when you are enveloped by my holy pattern of suppressing the path?"
"In a battle with the same realm, which one of you is my opponent? If you don't give up, you will only make a mistake!"
With every step that Xiao Ye takes, a large area of space on the border of Dali will collapse. The beam of light from his skull will soar thousands of miles into the sky, with blazing glow surging from head to toe, like a god, exuding unimaginable power.
This was an invincible power at the same level. It was just the power of the Holy Son's body. The fluctuations actually covered the entire sky, shaking these Holy Lords and flying up like fallen leaves.
There was a Holy Lord who roared and unleashed several Holy Paths, but he could only exert the power of the eighth step, making it even more useless to Xiao Ye. The Holy Marks of the Near Path lit up, and he took them for his own use.
"ah!"
"When I reach the peak again, I must let those who shed my blood die without a burial place!" The Holy Lord was injured by his holy way and shouted in frustration.
The other Holy Masters also looked livid, and fear actually arose in their hearts.
They once looked at an era with disdain, recalling the turbulent years of the past and their endless glory. At the level of the Holy Lord, how many people could rival them?
But when I met Xiao Ye, I could only fight with him in the same realm, but I couldn't get rid of him. It was extremely frustrating.
Boom!
Xiao Ye made no secret of his strength and used his fists to crush many holy masters, crushing them like a wild beast.
The twelve holy masters whose realms had fallen were unable to resist Xiao Ye even if they joined forces.
Fortunately, the origin of their Holy Lord was still there, so they could only fall into a bitter battle while retreating towards the city wall on the border of Dali.
This battle attracted the attention of the powerful humans who were fighting with the alien race. This scene made everyone look dull.
The twelve true heavenly saints joined forces and were completely suppressed by Xiao Ye. This is too terrifying.
Poof!
Light bloomed, blood splashed everywhere, Holy Lord Haozun staggered back, his arms were crushed, his flesh and skin were broken, and blood mist rose.
Holy Lord Haozun stared at his broken arms, feeling desolate.
He has practiced for more than a million years and came here with full confidence, but when he encountered such a sniper attack, his face was completely lost and his pride was shattered.
"Xiao Ye, you forced me to do this!"
Holy Lord Haozun was repairing his injuries, his face became ferocious, black iron chains condensed in his hands, and then he shot towards the border city wall.
Seeing this, the other eleven Holy Masters understood the intentions of Holy Master Haozun, showed ruthless expressions, and took action immediately.
Boom!
The majestic and tall border city wall, under the impact of the alien Holy Lord, had already lost most of its formation, and it collapsed immediately after receiving such a heavy blow.
At this moment, the whole world suddenly became silent, and all the human warriors participating in the battle turned pale.
The border wall is broken!
This also means that the alien Holy Lord is about to come in!
"snort!"
"I, Xiao Ye, will kill as many as the foreign holy lords come!" Xiao Ye shouted coldly with an evil look on his face.