The Soul Seal is one of Xiao Ye's trump cards.

But since he obtained this holy Dharma, he has never exposed it publicly, just for this moment.

After this, although the soul seal is exposed, it will be vigilant from the enemy and it will be difficult to start again, but it is completely worth it if you can regain your body.

Xiao Ye's soul quality has reached the highest level of the Soul Forging Bible, and he is also a great saint. How terrible is the power of his soul?

To be honest, even if there is a supreme saint in front of you, it is difficult to resist Xiao Ye's soul attack.

Hurry!

As Xiao Ye finished speaking, his eyes became extremely deep, like two black holes that could swallow the world.

At the same time, light radiated from his eyebrows, and the power of his soul turned into a terrible storm, turning into special energy, covering the thirty holy lords present.

For a moment, it seemed like a group of demons dancing around, and the whimpering sounded loudly, looking like hell on earth.

"I am the Holy Son of Taichu, and you are all my best friends."

"You must assist this Son and find my Son's body."

Xiao Ye suddenly stood up, with Taoist rules flashing in his eyes. Each word sounded like a supreme principle of heaven and earth, and was full of bewitching power. It resounded in this Tiansheng Palace, like a heavy hammer, hitting hard on the souls of these ancient saints of the Dayan clan.

Buzz!

At this moment, the bodies of these saints trembled and their faces were pale. Many people screamed with their heads in their arms, and their minds were changed by the terrifying power of the soul.

As for the terrifying power that was reviving and the emerging formation runes, they slowly disappeared.

"The Holy Son is so blessed that he actually controls such a terrible holy law." The Great Saint Xuan Xiao of Time was filled with emotion.

So what if he and Xiao Ye enter the ancient tribe of the Dayan tribe alone?

Using the soul seal can completely turn the world around and turn bad into advantages.

"Brother Xiao!"

After dozens of breaths, someone from the ancient saint of the Dayan clan in Tiansheng Palace smiled at Xiao Ye, and his thoughts were changed deeply, and Xiao Ye was almost regarded as a god.

As for the highest level of Yu Ping Saint, he only lasted for a hundred breaths and regarded Xiao Ye as a friend.

Not to mention betraying the ancient Dayan clan, it is willing to help Xiao Ye regain his strongest body.

The tension in the entire Tiansheng Palace disappeared, and the group seemed to be old friends who had not seen for a long time.

Xiao Ye asked and found that these saints only knew his saint's body, but they didn't know where they were.

Xiao Ye was not disappointed with this, but instead took out a golden bead of sound transmission: "Saint Lord Daluo, this saint son will come out of Tiansheng Palace immediately, you come to lead the way."

"Okay, Brother Xiao."

Soon, a low voice came from the golden beads of sound transmission.

The Saint of Daluo, who once represented the Ancient Dayan tribe, participated in an intermediate auction and was a chess piece arranged by Xiao Ye.

After years of inquiry, the Saint Lord Daluo had found out where his strongest body was and news came, so he set off.

...

"Why is there no movement?"

"Don't worry, this Tiansheng Palace has a Holy Lord-level killing array. Once the fight starts, the Holy Son of Taichu will undoubtedly die."

...

Outside the Tiansheng Palace, the members of the Dayan Ancient Clan all had their eyes flashing and their faces were full of doubt.

Just now, they clearly felt that the Holy Lord-level killing array in Tiansheng Palace was activated, but this fluctuation quickly disappeared.

Those who came to watch the battle could not approach Tiansheng Palace, but were also observing and talking a lot.

Just at this moment

Rumble!

The gate of Tiansheng Palace was opened, and the group flew out of it, which made everyone stunned.

Xiao Ye and the thirty holy masters of the Dayan Ancient Clan looked very happy, so how could they feel unhappy?

"Has the Holy Son of Taichu and the Ancient Tribe negotiated with the Dayan tribe?"

The spectators all felt incredible.

If this news spreads, it will definitely shock countless people.

"The Holy Son of Taichu has untied his heart, and his hatred with our clan has been resolved. He will be friends in the future and no longer needs to be on guard."

"You will retreat for the time being. We will take the Holy Son of Taichu to visit our tribe, and then send him out of our tribe."

The Yu Ping Saint, who was wearing a gray robe and looked ordinary, was majestic.

"Yes, Saint Lord Yu Ping."

Although the strong men of the Dayan Ancient Clan near Tiansheng Palace were full of doubts, they also dispersed as they were ordered.

Now among their ancient Dayan clan, the status of Yu Ping Saint Lord is quite high, and they know very well that Yu Ping Saint Lord has always advocated reconciliation with Xiao Ye.

"Walk."

Xiao Ye flew forward without hesitation.

With those thirty saints leading the way, Xiao Ye was naturally unobstructed.

"Fortunately, there is a soul seal, otherwise, no matter how strong I am, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find my Holy Son's body."

The ancient Dayan clan is too huge. Although the remaining saints are not strong, they are full of supreme restrictions everywhere and have arranged a lot of holy master formations. If an outsider wants to break through, even the little heavenly master cannot do it, and it will be easily exposed.

No matter how strong Xiao Ye is, he is not arrogant enough. Now he can push the ancient tribe of the Dayan tribe with the Great Sage of Time.

His main purpose is to regain his body.

"Brother Xiao, go here."

Soon, a figure came into the sky in the vast Dayan tribe, and it was the Saint of Daluo.

His preparation was extremely sufficient and he directly guided Xiao Ye towards the depths of the ancient Dayan tribe.

The vast starry sky is vast and boundless.

Xiao Ye and his group were even using the teleportation array to rush across the road, spanning unknown distance.

"What's wrong!"

"Even if you have a peace talk with the Holy Son of Taichu, there is no need to bring the Holy Son of Taichu into the core area of ​​our tribe."

His eyes were staring at Xiao Ye and his group.

Among the ancient Dayan clan, there is a saint who has been paying attention to it and is increasingly feeling that something is not good.

But those thirty saints were all giants of their ancient Dayan clan, so how could they help the Taichu saint Xiao Ye?

"No, this must be reported to the elder."

The next moment, the body of the saint flashed and rushed in a certain direction.

At the same time, Xiao Ye and his group finally stopped.

"Brother Xiao, I have checked many ancient books of my clan over the years and finally found some of the whereabouts of your Holy Son."

"If my inference is correct, I should be there." The Saint of Daluo pointed ahead and said.

"Um?"

Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and looked forward.

There is a dazzling galaxy, and countless stars are arranged in special directions, forming a huge word "Yan". The vicissitudes of life are revealed, flashing with countless treasure lights, full of countless secrets.

"Then...is that the breath of my Holy Son's body?"

In an instant, Xiao Ye captured a wisp of misty breath that seemed to come from outside the nine heavens, and suddenly there was a throbbing in his eyebrows, and the holy blood in his body also surged like a surging Yangtze River, unable to control it at all.
Chapter completed!