Xiao Ye was severely injured, his face was as pale as paper, his body was swaying, and he seemed to be falling down at any time. He was no longer in the best condition, but he exuded an arrogant aura that made the six first-generation saints
Everyone fell silent.
Characters like them are glorious for eternity, and their every move attracts attention. They represent the future and appearance of an ancient tribe. Not to mention being severely damaged, even a draw with a low-level person is an unspeakable humiliation.
This is due to identity.
They can't afford to lose.
Otherwise, when Xiaobai, Chu Fang, and Luoshui are balancing the three-headed beasts with the first-generation saint son Tunkun, the other first-generation saint sons will not fail to participate in the battle.
Now, if they attack Xiao Ye, will they follow in Long Bo's footsteps?
"Although you have touched the second realm of the Holy Path of Time, your future body cannot truly cross over yet."
"Besides, in your current state, you can't even do this."
Ao Chunqiu's eyes flickered with misty light, and he stared at Xiao Ye and said slowly.
In the past two hundred years, Xiao Ye has made such progress. It is definitely not something that can be achieved with terrible qualifications. It is like a mystery, and he is eager to find the answer.
"Then let's try it."
Xiao Ye's eyes were cold, his broken body sounded like a roar of rage, and the nine holy paths rose together.
Xiao Ye had long been holding back his anger towards Ao Chunqiu.
If it hadn't been for the other party, he wouldn't have been the target of the first-generation Saint Sons.
Xiao Ye still has the strength to fight!
At this moment, not only Ao Chunqiu, but also the other first generation saints shuddered.
OMG!
Even though he has been reduced to this level, he can still continue to fight and his holy power is not exhausted. Is this guy the God of War?
To fight or not to fight?
If there is a war, who is willing to be the main force?
At this moment, these first-generation saints were a little hesitant.
"Um?"
Suddenly, they raised their heads and looked into the depths of the ruined Immortal Mausoleum. No one could be seen there, but a golden mask could be seen rising and falling.
Behind this mask, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at them.
Seeing this, Ao Chunqiu withdrew the pupil technique that trapped Xiao Bai.
"Is this woman coming too? That's all, it's boring."
The first-generation holy son of the Jiuxiao Ancient Clan looked very young, with disheveled hair and eyes as bright as lightning. After retracting his gaze, he stepped forward, causing the space to vibrate, and disappeared directly into the void.
"Haha, instead of dealing with the Holy Son of the First, it would be better to hunt down the alien Holy Lord."
Another first-generation saint chuckled lightly, and before he finished speaking, he had already gone across the sky and disappeared on the other side of Xianling.
Whoosh!
Even Jun Gen, the first generation saint son of the Dayan Ancient Clan, showed an enigmatic smile and disappeared into the world without making a move.
At this moment, the world trembled, and a strange beast like a unicorn was seen rising from the sky, with an old man sitting on its back, who was the Holy Lord of the ancient Yiren clan.
"snort!"
"The Holy Son of our clan was defeated because of our negligence. If we had fought with all our strength from the beginning, you would be dead by now."
The old man glanced at Xiao Ye coldly, took the unconscious Long Bo back to the beast's back, and left quickly.
"The first-generation saint sons of the human race have given up!"
"In the future, I'm afraid no one in these three thousand worlds can stop the rise of the Holy Son of the Beginning."
"The glory of the ancient Taichu tribe will be completely restored."
…
The human saints in the Immortal Tomb were all stunned, and many people were talking in low voices.
The first holy son of the ancient tribe, what kind of person was he?
Six people moved together, but finally chose to give up. This can already explain a lot of things.
laugh!
At this moment, Xiao Ye seemed to have reached the limit. The nine holy channels dissipated at the same time, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the light on his body dimmed.
After fighting Long Bo and forcing the Holy Path of Time to reach the second realm, he was already at the end of his strength.
"Boss Xiao Ye!"
Xiaobai was shocked and quickly supported Xiao Ye.
"Xiao Ye."
In the void deep in the Immortal Mausoleum, the golden mask turned into holy light and disappeared, followed by a man with white eyebrows and a handsome man flying in. They were the current leaders of the temple, Emperor Wuchen and Xuanlong.
The Immortal Tomb has evolved into a hunting ground for people of the first generation of the Holy Son. How could the Holy Temple not know about it?
In particular, they had been paying close attention to the battle between Xiao Ye and Long Bo. The result of this battle was completely beyond their expectations.
"You kid, you are really messing around."
Di Wuchen released his holy consciousness and enveloped Xiao Ye, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Even though Xiao Ye was physically strong, after such a brutal fight, the damage was so severe that it was shocking. Especially the trauma caused by forcibly activating the Holy Path of Time, and even the rare holy treasures of the three thousand worlds could not be repaired.
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Xuanyuan ordered us to bring the 'Xuanyuan Pill', which should be enough to heal his injuries."
Xuanlong said, feeling amazed in his heart.
What a treasure Xuanyuan Pill is, he knows very well that even with Xuanyuan's ability, it will take a long time to refine one.
Now, for Xiao Ye, he did not hesitate to give it, which shows how much Xuanyuan values the other party.
"Okay, but we can't stay here for a long time. Let's find a place to help him heal first. You can come too." Di Wuchen glanced around, waved his hand, rolled up Xiao Ye and fled away into the distance.
He could see that although the first-generation Holy Sons had retreated, it did not mean they would give up.
Xiaobai and others quickly followed.
Although this peak showdown has come to an end, the residual heat will not dissipate for a long time.
Xiao Ye's status in the eyes of the saint masters of all major races has been significantly improved, almost reaching the level of the first-generation saint son.
No one doubts how terrifying Xiao Ye's future will be. It may break the current structure of the major races and push the human race to the pinnacle of glory!
This is a situation that many races are unwilling to see. Xiao Ye's name is on the top of their must-kill list!
At this time, some people were adding fuel to the fire behind the scenes, pointing out that Xiao Ye suffered serious losses after the battle with Long Bo, and that it would be difficult to reach his peak condition while he was being healed in situ.
If you want to kill Xiao Ye, now is the best time!
When this news spread, all major races were immediately ready to take action, unable to suppress the murderous intent in their hearts, making the situation in Xianling become increasingly chaotic and undercurrent surging.
There are even rumors that a top race leader may visit the Immortal Tomb!
If the Immortal Tomb had previously been reduced to a hunting ground for the first-generation Holy Son, then it has now become a battlefield for the future of the race.
The first-generation Holy Son of the human race was unparalleled in strength, and was naturally on the must-kill list of all major races, but there was an ancient race behind them, so there was nothing they could do.
And what can Xiao Ye, the Holy Son of Taichu, have?
The wind and rain converge, all pointing to the word Taichu in the distance.
"Even the human temple may not be able to protect you."
There were still three first-generation Saint Sons left in the dilapidated Immortal Tomb. They did not take action again, but chose to watch the fire from across the bank and look at the place where Xiao Ye healed his wounds from a distance.
(First update arrived!)
(My friends are here and I want to entertain them. The other two updates will be in the afternoon. I will update them as soon as possible.)