"We underestimated this kid. His bloodline power is even more terrifying than before. Get back!"
Seeing Xiao Ye rushing forward again, the expressions of the seventeen-winged god's true disciples who were suddenly injured changed wildly.
They didn't have time to heal their injuries, so they were all trying their best to stretch their wings of chaos, trying to show how fast they could retreat.
boom!
However, at this moment, a rumbling sound that shocked the universe rose into the sky, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread in all directions.
Suddenly, these seventeen true disciples of the Winged God were like butterflies in a storm, fluttering their wings and trying to soar high into the sky, but were knocked back by the storm and were on the verge of falling.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Xiao Ye's figure had teleported over.
The nineteen Heavenly Palace Divine Patterns reappeared, sweeping forward with overwhelming power and enveloping the seventeen true successors of the Winged Gods.
At the same time, Xiao Ye's body was also blazing with divine light, as if the origins of the vast universe were emerging one after another. There were as many as 12 million of them. The divine power of nirvana intertwined with light surrounded his fists and killed directly.
This scene was so shocking that it attracted the attention of the fighting creatures.
Especially the true descendants of Wing God, they were all frightened and angry.
But before they could rush to the rescue, the seventeen true descendants of the Winged Gods had been blasted into the void one by one under Xiao Ye's strong attack.
"kill!"
Green flesh and blood was splashing and staining Xiao Ye's body, making him look like a god of death.
But he seemed to have done something insignificant and continued to mobilize the ancient god's bloodline to participate in the decisive battle.
"This kid really likes to be in the limelight. Don't you know that in a decisive battle like this, excessive display from the beginning is the same as seeking death?"
"If you want to survive, you must learn to preserve your strength." Wei Zhengguang, who was slender and wearing a purple crown, was also fighting with powerful enemies. When he saw this scene, he suddenly smiled coldly.
He has long been eyeing Xiao Ye and wants to find out the secret of his bloodline.
Xiao Ye had been contradicted to his face again before, and he was even more resentful. If Gu Zhao hadn't appeared, he would never have given up.
It's like confirming his words.
"This boy's strength is extraordinary. Please be careful not to fight him in close quarters or use the 'Haotian Totem Array' to kill him!"
There are a hundred more true descendants of the Winged God, eyeing Xiao Ye, and many of them are even more powerful than Wei Dao.
But perhaps because they were intimidated by Xiao Ye's bloodline, they did not rush forward immediately, but instead were surging with Nirvana power.
I saw pieces of divine materials that had accumulated over time fly out, burning violently as if they had been ignited.
Tsk tsk tsk!
In an instant, billions of Dao lines flowed out, like dragons roaring, condensing into a huge ancient totem, with a myriad of features and unusual power, suspended directly above Xiao Ye's head.
Suddenly, Xiao Ye's body trembled, and the origin of his body's light was actually suppressed. Even the massive amount of divine blood in the god's body and its speed were also affected.
The huge ancient totem above his head dropped invisible shackles, suppressing him in all aspects!
"Does this totem represent a kind of Nirvana Formation?"
Xiao Ye attacked several times and found that he could not get rid of this totem, and his eyes suddenly became serious.
Relying on the Tianhu divine method and the bloodline of the Eight-Star Ancient God, he would possess terrifying strength once he broke through.
But in the decisive battle, what he has to face is a large group of Winged God true disciples who have practiced for dozens of generations. Not to mention their strength, their methods are definitely far superior to him.
Seeing that Xiao Ye was successfully suppressed, the hundreds of Winged God true disciples activated various special moves from afar, and continued to attack Xiao Ye.
Buzz!
Xiao Ye calmed down, trying his best to resist the suppression and at the same time face the attacks of those Winged God true disciples.
Xiao Ye's foundation was so strong that he could barely hold his ground under such unfavorable circumstances.
"Today's situation is very unfavorable to our group of ancient gods!"
While Xiao Ye was fighting, his eyes were still looking around, and his heart skipped a beat.
The two major groups of innate gods and the true descendants of the Lower Nirvana Realm all came out and started a crazy fight.
As for the true heritage of the Winged God Clan, they already have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.
Now that the decisive battle has begun, they have even given full play to this advantage.
For example, Gu Zhao, the first person in the ancient god clan camp, was surrounded by more than 300 true descendants of the Winged Gods as soon as he came up, restricting his opponent's performance.
And Nadi, whose strength is second only to Gu Zhao, is also fighting with his old rival Skan.
Even Wei Zhengguang was held back by the large number of true stories of Wing God.
In the chaotic world, the ancient god's bloodline is unique.
Under the same realm, the Ancient God's True Tradition is definitely stronger than the Winged God's True Tradition.
But now the Winged God clan seems to have been planning for a long time.
The super strong one among them took the lead and used the human sea tactic to first besiege the extremely threatening existence in the True Legend of the Ancient God!
"not good……"
Xiao Ye's transformed god-level will was released, and as he understood the situation on the field, his expression became increasingly ugly.
In True Legend of the Ancient God, the weaker beings have suffered a large number of casualties.
Qu Liang, who was dressed in a green shirt, was covered in blood and staggered in the void.
Although Taishan had killed several Winged God true descendants, he also attracted dozens of Winged God true descendants to frantically attack him, and he was already wounded.
"This can't go on like this!"
Xiao Ye became anxious.
After this decisive battle, how many of the 350 true descendants of the ancient gods will be left?
He absolutely cannot let Taishan, Qu Liang and others in his sect perish.
"Xiao Ye, aren't you going to take action yet?"
At this moment, a faint word suddenly came, making Xiao Ye slightly stunned. He saw a young man in white robe staring at him in the distance.
The decisive battle breaks out.
Qiye is very famous, his rise speed is still faster than Xiao Ye, and he is also besieged by many Winged God true disciples.
Qiye did not erupt with any earth-shattering momentum, but he was able to cope with it with ease. He was dressed in a fluttering white robe, and his body was flowing with purple light. It was not stained by dust, which was very outstanding.
"Why don't we give it a try, how about who has more of the true descendants of Wing God killed by you and me?"
Under Xiao Ye's gaze, Qiye suddenly showed a smile and said.
Immediately afterwards——
boom!
Qiye's whole body burst out with terrifying light, and his whole body turned into a beam of chaotic light, and he broke out of the siege in an instant.
Once he got out of trouble, he was like a dragon entering the sea, galloping across the sea and killing several true descendants of the Winged God on the spot.
Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, Qiye flashed and rushed towards the distant sky.
"Made, don't let this kid escape!"
Immediately, a hundred true descendants of the Winged God roared and chased after him.
"Qiye, did you deliberately lure away these true descendants of the Winged God, and then kill them?"
Watching the other party's figure disappear quickly, Xiao Ye's face was filled with shock.
Then, he took a deep breath, his eyes filled with coldness.
