Just these four short words, but they possess billions of mighty power, and the meaning they represent is enough to suffocate.
This is the most powerful person who can command an ancient clan. He has lived for who knows how many eras. He has not lived in the world and has always been hidden behind the scenes. However, he can control the changes in the three thousand worlds. He is better than the first-generation Saint Son.
The characters also need to be mysterious.
It can be said that few people in the entire human race have actually seen such beings. Looking at the history of the human race, it was the pinnacle gathering of the top and first-class races in the past. Such beings participated.
Boom!
At this moment, the ancient clan's holy monument was constantly vibrating, and a heavy sense of oppression came out, making everyone's bodies feel heavy, as if they were facing an invincible god.
"Clan leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan? Now we are in trouble."
Xiao Ye glanced at it and recognized that on the shaking ancient sacred monument, there were crescent moons twinkling and shining, flowing with brilliance like running water, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.
The success rate of activating the ultimate holy pattern is not very high, and it needs to be adjusted again and again. Even if the activation is successful, it will react with the Tao marks of the Nine Meridians of Taichu and push him to this level, it will not last long.
Therefore, even though it was possible that he could kill the first-generation Holy Son, he chose to give up and rushed here just to relieve the danger of the temple.
But something like this happened, and even figures like the patriarch of the ancient tribe were brought out?
"Is the patriarch coming in person?"
"Welcome to the clan leader!"
…
At this moment, all the strong men of the Dayan Ancient Clan in the field were retreating, giving up killing, and saluting the holy monument from a distance.
A completely different attitude towards Jun Gen!
There is no awe anymore, but an almost pathological fanaticism!
"A ghost that was missed back then has grown to such an extent. The ancient Taichu clan should not be underestimated. After being destroyed for so many years, it can actually cause such changes."
A long sigh suddenly sounded, spreading between heaven and earth with soul-shaking power, and a vague figure could be seen emerging from the holy monument.
His body is very tall, and the energy of chaos surrounds him, making it difficult to see clearly. The iconic snow-covered hair of the Dayan Ancient Clan is actually invisible, as if he has returned to his ancestors and returned to black.
At this moment, the entire human race fell into deathly silence. Everyone noticed that no matter what level of existence they were, their teeth were chattering.
The first-generation saint sons of the eight ancient tribes bowed their heads in front of the Taichu Holy Son and did not dare to challenge. Now the most powerful person in charge of the inheritance of an ancient tribe has appeared!
Is this foreshadowing something?
It’s really hard to say what the outcome of this civil strife among the human race will be.
boom!
The visitor raised his palm towards Xiao Ye from afar. It did not require any exquisite holy method. It was a very ordinary action, showing the strongest belief.
Like a towering giant, any means are redundant to take action against the ants on the ground.
"What about the patriarch of the ancient clan?"
"As long as I, Xiao Ye, am here, the human race will not be completely controlled by our eight ancient races!"
Xiao Ye's Taichu Dao body was fully opened, and the holy patterns became more intense. Dao marks of the nine-meridian sages appeared around him to make sacrifices, allowing him to stand at the peak of the holy level and directly face this palm.
boom……
Suddenly, the entire universe was shaken open, and it looked like the end of the world. All the holy paths in the three thousand realms were suppressed and could not be manifested.
The eight ancient tribesmen, as well as the powerful men from Taichu, were all blown away like straw.
If the temple hadn't been very ancient and blessed by countless formations, it would probably have been shattered.
The rays of light erupted from Taichu's Taoist body were torn apart, and the palm penetrated everything and was imprinted on Xiao Ye's chest.
Poof!
As powerful as Xiao Ye's Taichu Taoist body, its defense was shattered, cracked inch by inch, and completely shattered.
"How terrible!"
The strong men from the human race who chased Xiao Ye back here all shuddered.
The terror of the Holy Son of Taichu was fully displayed, but in front of the leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan, he couldn't even withstand a palm?
This gap is too big.
You must know that the patriarchs of the other seven ancient tribes of the human race are definitely not weaker than this.
"How is this possible!"
Xiao Ye's holy master origin was unparalleled, and he quickly reorganized his body, with a look of disbelief on his face.
In terms of aura, pressure, and realm, the first-generation Saint Son-level figure is almost the same as the Dayan Ancient Clan leader.
But why was the strength displayed so different that it could shatter his Taichu Dao body with one palm?
"What is that?"
Xiao Ye's soul power surged, his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he captured a cluster of mysterious flames from the opponent's chest.
This flame is very strange. It is not blazing and does not contain any principles, but it seems to have been burning for millions of years and has the aura respected by all worlds.
"Is it because of this cluster of flames?" When Xiao Ye was horrified, the leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan had already pressed down with his palm again.
Under Xiao Ye's gaze, a wisp of flame escaped from the flame on the opponent's chest and spread throughout his body, causing this palm to shatter his Taichu Dao body again.
"Is that true?"
Xiao Ye reshaped his body again and looked pale.
At this moment, the extreme Dao marks on his body have begun to fade, and the Dao marks of the Nine Meridians of Taichu around him are also disappearing.
At the same time, he withdrew from that wonderful state and once again fell to the realm of the True Heavenly Holy Lord. Even the Holy Lord's origin was squandered by more than half.
Although Xiao Ye's Taichu Dao Body was fully developed, the ultimate holy pattern was too heaven-defying and could not be maintained for long.
"Has your realm fallen?" The leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan had a trace of ridicule in his eyes, as if he was mocking Xiao Ye for not knowing what he was capable of, and he reached out to kill again.
"So what if the realm falls?"
"As long as you are still at the peak of the holy level, then I, Xiao Ye, have the power to fight!" Xiao Ye gritted his teeth, and the nine holy paths that climbed to the tenth step surged at the same time, quickly returning to their ancestors and turning into time.
The holy way swept across.
"Give me time to speed up!"
Xiao Ye roared, causing the space he was in to sink. Countless starlights surged crazily, the sun rose and set, and years prospered and passed away, a glance of thousands of years.
"Xiao Ye, stop it. You have done enough for the temple. You haven't entered the divine land yet. You will suffer too much if you fight against the leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan."
"The temple can disappear, but you can't have an accident."
At this moment, a wonderful sound came from the temple, and a tall woman walked out.
She was wearing a snow-white dress that fluttered and fluttered gently, outlining her perfect body in an extremely moving way.
The golden mask originally worn on his face had disappeared, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face with a distressing pale color.
Xuanyuan appeared.
As soon as she appeared, she stood in front of Xiao Ye and crossed the void with her jade hand to block the blow for Xiao Ye.
