The hero of the Nine Veins of the Taichu period turned into nine tall figures, guarding the star domain near Xiao Ye, each of which exuded the breath of the holy path.

They are all the great sage masters of the ancient Taichu clan in the glorious period, and are leaders. They retain their combat power in a special way to this day, in order to manifest themselves in this era and protect the sage son of Taichu.

Faced with Xiao Ye's choice, they did not leave, but chose to continue to protect.

Boom!

The Holy Lord of Huadu pointed out with great force, the sky trembled, the star domain shattered, the universe wailed, and the terrible crack spread to his fingertips, running through countless thousands of miles.

If Xiao Ye had not disbanded the warriors from the Yanhuang Realm in advance, billions of people would have died, and he wanted to break up the nine-vein master.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Nine completely different intermediate holy paths were turbulent, as if nine torrents filled the nine heavens and ten earths. The violent fluctuations were like a dazzling light, trying to light up the darkness, blocking this finger directly.

"hey-hey!"

"The ancient Taichu clan has long been destroyed in the long river of time, but you exist in this situation, and it is meaningless. Let me help you to free it!"

The Holy Lord of Huadu seemed to have thought of the past and laughed strangely, and he was instantly lost.

During that period, the major ancient tribes of the human race were suppressed by the extremely powerful ancient tribes of Taichu.

He also struggled under this pressure and did not dare to go to Taichu Yingfeng.

But he eventually grew up, swept across the Nine Desolations, stood at the peak of the Three Thousand Realms, and could dominate the life and death of countless people.

Now facing the nine-vein hero, his blood boiled, making him desperate to kill the nine-vein hero.

The Holy Lord of Huadu is tall and strong, with a strong body, flowing with the vicissitudes of time, like a powerful man from ancient times, who was extremely powerful and rushed out directly.

The nine-pass hero also started a battle.

War to the Saint, Heavenly Fortune, Shura, Duo Zun, Wandao, Xuantong, Tianhuang, Seeking the Tao, the nine holy paths of reincarnation, across the nine heavens.

This is a collision between the tip of the needle and the wheat. There is no need to hold back and decide the winner at the fastest speed.

Looking around, the world was trembling, the holy light surged, and it was as vast as a vast ocean. The Holy Lord of Huadu was alone and collided with the Master of the Nine Veins. A terrifying Taoist roar occurred in this place, rumbling.

Finally, when all the light was shining, the body of the Holy Lord Huadu was fixed.

As for his palm, he was covering his chest, where a trace of holy blood was flowing down, but it soon dried up.

"The ancient Taichu clan is well-known, and the nine veins join forces, which is extremely powerful. Unfortunately, you are about to die."

The expression of the Holy Lord of Huadu was extremely cold, and his eyes became more and more sharp, as if he was about to tear apart the common people of the universe, staring coldly at the nine-vein master in front of him.

When he reached his level, he was still injured by the Master of Nine Veins.

But the master of the Nine Veins was even more severely injured. Each of them staggered, their bodies became dimmed, and their Taoist marks appeared on their bodies.

That was left by the Holy Lord of Huadu.

This kind of Taoist trace is devouring the small amount of essence and energy they already have.

"Son of the Holy Son, take care of me, I can't fight with you anymore."

At this moment, the master of the Nine Veins did not take action, but showed a sad look and looked towards the direction of the super continent.

Saw!

Immediately afterwards, the masters of the nine veins sat cross-legged in the starry sky, as if firewood brought warmth, and themselves were also turning into ashes and disintegrating.

Hurry!

A gust of cold wind blew, whimpering in the starry sky, as if endless heroes were crying and saying goodbye.

The master of the Nine Veins passed away, leaving no trace, as if he had never been to the world.

“Do you feel very sad?”

"The ancient Taichu clan shouldn't have survived, and so do you. Although the Holy Son of our clan Jungen has not yet returned, I personally send you on the way, so I should be worthy of your identity."

After the Saint Lord Huadu watched the complete disappearance of the Nine-Cross Master, he looked at the super continent and spoke slowly.

boom!

As his words fell, Xiao Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on the mainland, stood up with a bitterness in his eyes.

The Nine-Meridian Master and the Holy Lord of Huadu were fighting. He had been watching the battle and had never taken action. It was not that he was cruel and ruthless, but that he wanted to free the Nine-Meridian Master.

Just to protect him, Xiao Ye, let the nine-vein hero exist in a state where people are neither human nor ghost, which is very selfish.

Of course, this is also the path Xiao Ye plans to take.

Leave no way out, abandon all the help around you, fight with the help of others, and break the shackles with external forces, so that you can break and then establish yourself!

"I, Xiao Ye, a sage from the nine veins of Taichu, also wanted to recreate the glory of the ancient Taichu clan, but the reality is too cruel and I have too little time left, so I can only try it out."

"If I can survive this battle, I may become a perfect saint of Taichu. If I fall in this battle, it is God's will, and I will not blame anyone."

Xiao Ye gradually rose into the air, looking at the Saint Lord of Huadu from afar, and an unyielding fighting spirit burst out on his body, like a moth. He knew that there was a Jedi ahead, but he still wanted to pursue the light.

"I know it's not my enemy, but I still declare war. What are you doing for?"

The Holy Lord of Huadu teleported over and stared at Xiao Ye not far away.

He could see that Xiao Ye was determined to die.

Such a person is terrible!

You should know that who is a strong man who can reach this level does not care about his own life? Not to mention a genius of this level.

Free and easy seems easy, but it is too difficult to do it.

Rumble!

Xiao Ye had never said much, his body was like the universe, and all the spiritual energy of the holy Tao rose up, as if he had reshaped the universe and created the world.

At the same time, the Nine-Meridian Holy Dao soared from the sky at the same time, and the whole person rushed towards the Holy Lord of Huadu.

"Give you a promise."

The Holy Lord of Huadu brought a thrilling breath, causing the stars to tremble. He took a step forward, just a simple impact move that passed through the void. The nine veins of holy paths were wailing, unable to resist at all, and Xiao Ye's terrifying body was also torn apart.

Saw!

The holy blood full of essence was floating, Xiao Ye's body quickly reorganized, and with a wave of his hand, three slender holy swords, purple, blue and blue, hung up in the air and were directly activated, with a shocking power.

This is the Zhongtian holy weapon that Xiao Ye took from the Dayan tribe. Once the three holy swords are activated, they are like a whole and have great power.

Xiao Ye can already activate it.

Looking around, three completely different immortal sword lights were like galaxies falling, slashing directly at the Holy Lord of Huadu.

"This is the 'three-colored Holy Sword' of our tribe. Its power can only be said to be average, and it is useless to deal with me."

The Holy Lord Huadu just raised his eyes lightly and slapped out his hands at the same time, and actually crushed all the immortal sword light.

“The gap is too big!”
Chapter completed!