After practicing for countless epochs, the strength of Jun Gen, the first generation saint son of the Dayan Ancient Clan, can no longer be measured by his realm.
Rather than saying that his previous realm was suppressed by Xiao Ye's Dao Pressing Saint Pattern, it would be better to say that it was cut off on his own.
Even so, Xiao Ye couldn't deal with the opponent with all his trump cards, let alone that he was currently at the peak of his realm.
Boom!
Jun Gen raised his arm with one hand and grabbed it out. It seemed slow, but it was like a fairy phoenix spreading its wings or a divine ape jumping, creating a vast wave of waves, all filled with the power of time, shrouding Xiao Yeruo into the quagmire.
Even the Holy Path of Time cannot increase the speed.
"How could he be so strong?"
Xiao Ye used the surging soul power to deduce, but found in despair that he could not avoid this blow.
The most important thing is that the opponent's palm made his soul seem to leave his body, as if he was going to repeat the scene in the past, when the ancient Taichu clan was destroyed, and the opponent came to the Taichu altar and took away the body of the Holy Son.
"ah!"
Xiao Ye raised his head and roared, and the nine holy paths rose into the sky, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, submerging the place, but it was still useless, all of them were penetrated and annihilated.
"Jun Gen, that's enough!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly broke into the space between the two and forcefully opened Jun Gen's palm. At the same time, the power of time was dispersed, rushed to all directions, and slowly dissipated, without causing any damage.
Jun Gen's movements were also frozen for a moment, and then he stopped, standing with his hands behind his hands, staring at the figure that suddenly broke in.
That was clearly a human woman.
She is tall and tall, even taller than the average man. Her skin is as clear as gel and crystal clear. Her snow-white dress is fluttering and gently fluttering, which outlines her perfect body in an extremely moving way.
But her face was hidden by a golden mask, which made people want to lift it off and find out.
"she is?"
Xiao Ye's eyes widened.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, it’s not that there are no women who become the strongest, it’s just that they are too rare.
How strong is Jun Gen? This woman actually easily defused the opponent's attack, and she was clearly protecting him.
"grown ups!"
"Greetings, my lord!"
Immediately afterwards, the eleven Holy Masters headed by Di Wuchen were all saluting the woman.
This scene made everyone stunned.
The person in charge of the human temple has a very high status, and he actually wants to salute this woman. What is this person's background?
"I didn't expect you to come. Are you going to fight with me for the sake of the Supreme Son?" Jun Gen obviously knew this woman and said calmly.
"Now that the human race is suffering from the impact of the cycle of eras, all Holy Lords should work together to resist foreign enemies."
"If you insist on taking action, I don't mind leaving a lesson to the Dayan Ancient Clan." This woman stood in the void, but she exuded the majesty of ruling all realms.
"oh?"
There was a trace of emotion in Jun Gen's voice, which disappeared quickly, and then he nodded, "Okay, since you came to protect me, I will sell you this Holy Son to save face."
"Walk."
After saying that, Jun Gen waved his sleeves and left.
"Jun Gen is gone?" Many people were stunned and became even more curious about this woman's identity.
What kind of person can make Jun Gen retreat with just one word?
"Could it be that this woman is the support of the Human Race Temple to deter all major forces?" Xiao Ye thought to himself.
As the protective umbrella of the human race, the temple has been passed down for as long as the ancient clan. How can it be that simple?
For example, this time the Holy Lords of the major forces of the human race followed the orders of the temple to fight against the major races. In addition to the temptation of the heaven, earth, and stones, there must be a deeper shock.
Otherwise, those unruly Holy Lords might have snatched it away long ago.
"Xiao Ye!"
At this moment, the handsome Xuanlong flew out from the team of principals and transmitted a message to Xiao Ye, "We are the principals of the Human Race Temple, but this gentleman is the founder of the temple!"
"It can be said that many orders in the human race were created by this Lord. You can call her 'Lord Xuanyuan'!"
"Master Di Wuchen learned that Jun Gen had come to the border of Dali and was afraid that you would be in danger, so he asked Master Xuanyuan."
"The founder of the temple?" Xiao Ye looked shocked.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, it is impossible to trace when the human race was born. As the founder of the temple, the other party has lived for many eras. His strength cannot be measured by common sense.
After all, even a pig can turn into a spirit after living for such a long time. No wonder it can make Jun Gen retreat.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ye's scalp became numb.
The founder of the temple has long been hidden behind the scenes.
The person in charge is the spokesperson of the temple, so most of the saint-level powerhouses on the border of Dali do not know Xuanyuan, and they are all talking in low voices and guessing the identity of the other party.
Only Xuan Xiao thought of something and looked a little weird.
"You clean up the mess."
At this moment, the woman named Xuanyuan glanced at the many principals, and then looked at Xiao Ye.
"Holy Son of the First, come with me."
After saying that, the woman turned around and flew towards the border of Dali.
"What does this gentleman want from me?" Xiao Ye thought to himself and followed him.
At the same time, in the vast universe, a figure with the breath of time flowing through its body was walking through the air. It did not have an earth-shattering momentum, but it caused the sun, moon and stars to change their movement trajectories.
"Holy Son, why do you want to give up?"
"With your level, you may not be a match for that woman from Xuanyuan, let alone the patriarch of our clan."
Several snow-haired Holy Lords followed, looking at the figure in front of them in awe, and asked questions.
"Do you really think that this Holy Master went to the border of Dali to regain that body?"
Jun Gen's indifferent words made these holy masters stunned.
indeed.
Jun Gen's behavior made them confused.
After all, if Jun Gen is willing, he can take back that body when the Holy Son of the Beginning appears, and there is no need to wait until now.
"That body is indeed terrifying. It allows Xiao Ye to have such strength. If we were in the same era, this Holy Son would not be his opponent."
"It's a pity that the body has the sacred pattern engraved by the Taichu ancient clan. I have studied it for millions of years, but I still can't control it."
"If I take it back again, I'm afraid the situation will still be like this. It's better to let the Supreme Son of Heaven practice."
"When he reaches the peak of his glory, he will become the stepping stone for this Holy Son, and he will be in a commanding position. When I rule the Three Thousand Realms, what does this woman Xuanyuan mean to me?"
Jun Gen's words became louder, and each word carried the power to shock the ages.
"I see."
The Holy Lords of the Dayan Ancient Clan were suddenly enlightened, and their eyes became hot.
Among the human race, except for the Taichu Ancient Clan, didn’t the first-generation saint sons of other ancient clans become stronger step by step through this method?
Coming to the Three Thousand Realms, what a thrilling sight it is?
