There was silence in the Immortal Mausoleum, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two figures in the void.
Some strong foreigners even forgot about the danger of being here, and their minds were completely attracted by Xiao Ye's words.
"You are fighting against this Holy Son at a low level, and you haven't tried your best?"
Long Bo felt slighted and was angered.
The aura he erupted was so terrifying that it disappeared instead. It was like returning to his original nature, making it impossible to guess. However, he was like a majestic supreme being, sitting high on the nine heavens, overlooking all the worlds. I am the only one in the nine wildernesses of the universe.
This is a great momentum that rises to the same height as the three thousand realms. The huge pressure naturally spreads out, making all the heavens and realms tremble.
He is like a savage dragon, with wisps of light escaping from his body. He has the dignity of being respected by all races and can look down upon the vast universe.
"The Taoist body of Taichu, open!"
Xiao Ye faced Long Zhan with a resolute expression, without any fear. He let go of his mind and body, and the red glow in his body continued to explode. After reaching the extreme, it was like a holy flame beating, and both his strength and defense increased rapidly, instantly.
The wound on his chest was repaired in a short time, and the obliterated sacred bones were reshaped.
After thousands of years of practice, using the Holy Path of Time to cultivate the Taichu Dao Body, the results are naturally extraordinary. The previous battle with Long Bo only showed a part of it.
At this moment, Xiao Ye's eyes were bright, and the supreme holy pattern engraved on his body was surging, turning into two haloes rising into the sky, spreading between heaven and earth, and constantly expanding, covering a hundred miles in radius.
Within this range, everything in the world was affected, and even space was distorted.
These are the Holy Marks of the Close Path and the Holy Marks of the Pressing Path.
After thousands of years of hard work, the power of these two holy patterns has naturally increased a lot. If the true heavenly saint falls into them, he may be forcibly cut down to three small realms.
"Is this all your strength? It's really ridiculous."
When Long Bo's figure moved, the whole world trembled. His eyes seemed to contain the wild land, and he was approaching step by step, his realm fully opened.
This is simply a catastrophe, just coming on foot, the avenues of heaven and earth are rumbling, as if the three thousand realms are pressing over.
His simple breathing is like taking in the sun and the moon, and he has a huge atmosphere. He really doesn't look like a saint, but a god-like existence.
Xiao Ye shouted loudly, and took a shortcut, pressing the two sacred marks to increase sharply again, trying to interfere with Long Bo, but it only slowed down the opponent's pace and did not affect much.
Immediately afterwards, Long Bo made a domineering move, and punched Xiao Ye with a punch that could break the void of eternity. No matter who stood in front of him, he would be knocked down into the abyss, completely demonstrating the terror of the first-generation Saint Son level figure.
There was a roar, the sky shook for eternity, and the two fists collided together!
Immediately afterwards, the two smashed everything and started a fierce battle, just like two gods fighting.
The terrifying power exploded, like several big worlds exploding to pieces at the same time. It was gorgeous and terrifying. The huge Immortal Tomb was penetrated by dense space cracks and was actually torn into pieces.
The Holy Lords of all major races were stunned and extremely horrified.
This peak duel has escalated again, beyond their understanding. Is the vast Immortal Tomb not qualified to be a battlefield for the two of them?
"Ma De, together with Boss Xiao Ye, kill these arrogant first-generation saints!"
Xiaobai, who had temporarily given up with the first-generation Holy Son of Tunkun, turned into a human form again, stepped aside, and was recovering from his losses. Seeing this, he wanted to rush forward to help, but was stopped by Chu Fang.
"The master has not been defeated yet. Let's take a look. If it doesn't work, we will take action again." Chu Fang said calmly.
"All right."
Xiaobai had no choice but to stop.
Although he is rebellious, he is still very obedient to his father.
…
In the battlefield, Long fights like a wild dragon, and his movements are calm and leisurely. He has a natural aura that searches the universe for him to be the only one. This is a temperament that can only be possessed by those who occupy the highest realm. Every move he makes is consistent with the heaven and earth, and contains the will of heaven and earth.
Turning decay into magic, many holy laws are boundless and are constantly colliding with Xiao Ye's body.
Xiao Ye's Nine Veins Holy Paths came out. The Holy Son's body was looking up and down, fighting fiercely with the dragon, but there were cracks in the body. The white holy bones were visible, and the bright red blood was shocking and shocking.
"Your body is indeed amazing, but to force a fight with this Holy Son is to seek death."
Long Bo said coldly.
Xiao Ye felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is competing with the dragon at the peak of the holy level, but only he knows that the gap in realm is difficult to make up. It is indeed too reluctant. Every collision will consume his origin. His body is so weak.
Even though they are strong, they are unable to defend themselves against the opponent's attacks and are heading for defeat.
"But, it may not mean that we can't fight." Xiao Ye growled.
Now that this battle has begun, there is no turning back, because there are other first-generation Saint Sons watching eagerly, so the only choice is to move forward and fight to the top.
"Nine Meridians Transformed!" Xiao Ye's Nine Meridians Holy Path was surging crazily, and actually materialized, turning into nine figures, scattered around his true form.
As for the realm of the Holy Path, reaching the ninth step can completely transform the Holy Path. This can already be done by retreating in the Tower of Time.
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye raised his palm, and the space ring suddenly lit up, and nine weapons flew out, either spears, long swords, or heavy hammers...
Without exception, each piece has endless holy power and is a weapon of the true heavenly Holy Lord, flying into the hands of nine figures respectively.
This is the trophy that Xiao Ye obtained from his battle with the alien Holy Lord two hundred years ago.
"war!"
The soul power of three colors burst out from Xiao Ye's eyebrows, covering the nine figures, and fought towards the dragon with him.
For a time, the storm surged and the war broke out again.
It seemed like ten Xiao Ye were attacking Long Bo at the same time. All nine of the True Heavenly Saint Lord's weapons were revived and started the killing spree.
As for the main body, he pushed Taichu Taoist body to the extreme and continued to launch horizontal attacks, which actually forced Long Bo to panic.
"this……"
The first-generation saint sons standing in the Immortal Tomb were all silent for a while.
Even they cannot do this to transform the nine intermediate holy ways to help me fight. It requires extremely terrifying soul control.
If Xiao Ye's approach to Taoism has already given them a big shock, then now, they already feel threatened.
How long had it passed before Xiao Ye showed that he could catch up with them?
"Enough!"
At this moment, an angry shout suddenly sounded.
I saw Long Bo with messy hair suddenly changed his temperament and became even more majestic. He swallowed the stars with anger, and there was a sun and moon in his eyes. An ancient power emerged, directly shattering the Nine Meridians Sacred Path, and even the nine true things.
All the weapons of the Holy Lord of Heaven are useless.
Poof!
The soul power released by Xiao Ye collapsed, and he suffered a heavy blow. His face turned pale, his own defenses were shattered, and his body was a bloody mess.
"Did you finally show the ancestral power of the ancient Yiren clan?"
