As Xuanyuan took action, the whole world suddenly trembled, and three thousand symbols of the holy way emerged.
This is clearly the lowest level of the three types of Holy Paths, the Primary Holy Path, and it is also the skeleton of the Three Thousand Worlds. It can be said that any Saint-level powerhouse with certain qualifications can understand one of them.
But at this moment, in front of Xuanyuan's eyes, these three thousand primary holy paths were like well-behaved children. Under her perfect control, they turned into three thousand torrents, which seemed to represent all things in the world and could give birth to endless creatures.
Xiang Dayan Ancient Tribe Clan Chief did not erupt in too shocking a wave, and the two offensives disappeared into nothingness.
This is the ultimate expression of the control of power.
This level of control is something that even the first-generation Holy Son-level characters cannot achieve.
"Lord Xuanyuan!"
Xiao Ye stopped opening his future body and his eyes widened.
This was the first time he saw Xuanyuan take action against an enemy. With his current soul quality, he could also 'see' a cluster of flames rising inside the opponent's body.
But Xiao Ye was more worried about Xuanyuan's situation.
You know, in the past hundreds of years, the Human Race Temple was so provoked by the eight ancient tribes, and Xuanyuan didn't even show up. This can already explain a lot of things.
Now the other party actually took action forcefully for him?
Such an action moved him inexplicably.
"Xuanyuan, in your current state, how many moves do you think you can fight with us?"
Facing Xuanyuan's move, the Dayan Ancient Clan leader who appeared from the holy monument was silent for a moment, and his voice became deeper.
As if in response to his words, the other seven ancient clan sacred monuments were trembling slightly, as if something terrifying was about to manifest across space.
Obviously, the heads of the other seven ancient clans are also watching the battle and can appear at any time.
"My condition is indeed very bad, but because of this, I no longer have any scruples. If you want to kill Xiao Ye, you will lose a piece of your own flesh."
Xuanyuan covered his chest with his hands, his face became increasingly pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his words were calm.
"Hahaha, Xuanyuan."
"As the founder of the temple, you have upheld justice since ancient times and wanted to maintain the balance of the human race, but now you have lost your position for the sake of the Holy Son of the Beginning? Don't you think it's ridiculous!"
The patriarch of the Dayangu Clan laughed, his laughter filled with anger.
An existence like him can be said to be unscrupulous, and it has been too long since he has suffered such disobedience and obstruction.
"Where do I stand?"
A trace of ridicule appeared on Xuanyuan's beautiful face. His eyes immediately swept over many powerful men from the eight ancient tribes, and his voice suddenly turned cold.
"I dare to ask, have you ever put me, the founder of the temple, in your eyes?"
"In such a large human race, only the Holy Son of the First has stood up and advanced and retreated with the temple. Why should I insist on the so-called position?"
"Today, I will protect the Holy Son of Heaven!"
Xuanyuan took a step forward, and the unparalleled and vast waves swept away as the words came out.
Although she is a woman, she has a grace that eclipses all the nine heavens and ten earths at this moment. She completely shows the tough attitude of the person in charge of the temple, making everyone take a breath of cold air.
Xuanyuan, are you risking your life just to protect Xiao Ye?
"And me."
The white-browed Di Wuchen walked out.
"We are also willing to risk our lives in a fight."
Immediately afterwards, several other principals also came out and showed their attitudes.
"Hahaha!"
"Sir Xuanyuan is really very charming, how can I, Xiao, back down?"
"Everyone in Taichu, listen to the order and join me in a bloody battle with the eight ancient tribes today. We will not stop until we die!"
A burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out, and Xiao Ye was seen taking a few steps forward, side by side with Xuanyuan. The aura of the Holy Path of Time on his body once again soared into the sky, and at the same time there were two holy patterns of the Short Path and the Pressing Path rising into the sky and quickly opened.
He had previously stood up for the temple from the perspective of a temple member.
But now it is purely directed at Xuanyuan.
He, Xiao Ye, is not a bad person, but he also has his own code of conduct. If others treat him sincerely, he will naturally not disobey him.
"As for you, you should have seen Xiao's strength. Together with the temple, you can definitely fight against the ancient clan."
"If you feel that the human race is controlled by the inheritance of the ancient race and can still survive safely, you can continue to stand aside and watch."
Xiao Ye looked with deep eyes at the powerful human beings who were watching the battle, as if looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Everyone who was swept by Xiao Ye's gaze trembled, and many people were ready to make a move.
The inheritance of the ancient clan has always been strong and domineering, this is the consensus.
They had remained neutral before because they saw no hope of stopping the eight ancient tribes.
But it's different now.
Xiao Ye's strong rise gave them a glimmer of hope.
"Son of Taichu, we were wrong before, but now we are willing to make up for our mistakes." An old man pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth and walked out.
He is a powerful Holy Lord, an eighth-level member of the temple, and has a high reputation among the human race.
"Holy Son of the Beginning, thank you for reminding me, our Heavenly Realm is willing to advance and retreat together with the Holy Temple."
Like a chain reaction, more and more spectators came out.
"Damn it!"
This scene made the eight ancient powerful men tremble in their souls.
Their ancient heritage took advantage of Xuanyuan's severe damage to launch an attack, intending to replace it, completely control the human race, and divide the world equally.
The world respects the heritage of the ancient clan and dare not help the temple.
But at this moment, Xiao Ye's short words affected people's hearts and inspired so many powerful people from the human race to come out.
In this way, even if the temple can be bulldozed, what is the use? The future of the human race has been cut off, how can we control the human race?
Besides, how many of them can survive such a fight?
Xiao Ye became the biggest variable.
"Okay, very good."
"I want to see how long you can persist and how you can face the impact of those top races!"
The fuzzy body of the leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan was trembling slightly. Seeing that the other seven ancient clan holy monuments had fallen silent, he remained silent for a long time, leaving everyone with his back, rushing into the holy monuments and disappearing.
The leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan has retreated?
Seeing this scene, many people were stunned and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Walk!"
As for the saint-level experts of the Dayan Ancient Clan, after hesitating for a moment, they all stamped their feet fiercely and rushed towards the Holy Monument of the Ancient Clan, fading away like a tide.
"Made, a bunch of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"What a slap in the face!"
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Seeing this, the other seven ancient saint-level powerhouses couldn't help but curse, and quickly rushed into the holy monuments of their ancient clans.
Without top-notch combat power, starting a war with the temple like this is tantamount to seeking death.
"Is everyone gone?"
Xuanyuan's body trembled, as if he was holding on to the limit, his delicate body shook again, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he was restrained by force.
"As the founder of the temple, I decree that the temple will fully support Taichu's reconstruction in the future!"
Xuanyuan looked at Xiao Ye, flashed a soft color, and said.
