The holy world opened up by the Holy Lord-level powerhouse is vast and boundless, with magnificent mountains and rivers, and its territory is too large. At this moment, it is turbulent, and the mountains and rivers are filled with solemnity. Dingdian Novel

Under the gaze of countless awe, the ancient Dayan tribe and his group were acting, without any taboos, and a terrible aura was revealed, and murderous intent blocked the sun, causing the mountains and valleys to shake, and many stars were cracked.

The route they took became increasingly remote, gradually moving away from densely populated areas, as if they were hunters coming to the hunting grounds.

Xiao Ye followed quietly, his eyes getting colder.

Two days later, the ancient Dayan tribe and his group entered the mountains and rivers, where there were trees and silver waterfalls. It was a suspended continent that looked majestic, but it was deserted and there was no trace of the warrior.

"Haha, Old Man Xuanxiao, you are a holy lord after all, but you can only hide here and survive. It's so sad."

"Don't hide anymore, our Dayan Ancient Clan has already locked your position."

Moon night, wearing armor and extraordinary heroic spirit, there was a terrible light rushing up from the sky spirit cap, sweeping across the world like a sea.

At this moment, the continent seemed to collapse, shaking violently, and the light soaring into the sky actually made the void tremble, as if a stone was thrown down on the calm lake, rippling around ripples.

Immediately afterwards, these ripples were completely torn apart, and the surrounding scene changed drastically, revealing a grand canyon.

The traces of people in this canyon are lined up by stone houses, like a village, very quiet, but now this tranquility has been broken.

Under an old locust tree, a man opened his eyes.

He was wearing a blue dress, his face was as thin as a knife, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes. He looked very dusty and had a kind of a transcendent world.

"Xuanxiao!"

Xiao Ye in the distance paused his feet and looked at the valley from afar. When he saw the man in blue, he was slightly stunned and felt a sense of suddenness.

The great saint Xuanxiao was full of a sense of domineeringness, but now he is covered in wind and frost. The thousand years of wandering, hiding from place to place, made the other party a by chance and became a powerful person at the level of the Holy Lord, but it also made the other party exhausted, as if he had changed his own person.

"I don't know if others are safe!"

Xiao Ye resisted the impulse in his heart and planned to find out the situation before talking.

"Haha, are you the Great Saint of Time Xuanxiao?"

"The style is pretty good, but you belong to the ancient Taichu clan, so I'm here. From today on, the name of Taichu will completely disappear."

Yue Ye stared at the great saint of time under the tree, showing a cruel sneer.

Xuan Xiao has a very high seniority in the human race. He is an old antique who survived those glorious years. Now he is a powerful person of the Holy Lord level, but Yue Ye is not afraid at all. Instead, he wants to kill the other party.

"The death of the Holy Son, the name of Taichu has long been unable to recover."

"I am just a walking corpse now, completing the last task assigned by the Holy Son." A hint of self-deprecating look appeared on Xuan Xiao's face, and then he slowly stood up, with indescribable calm.

Over the years, he has been exhausted with Xiao Ye's tribe, and it is a helpless move to hide here. It is also clear that the Ancient Tribe of Dayan would never give up.

This day will come sooner or later!

"He is my prey!" Yue Ye asked the accompanying person to retreat, and actually planned to kill Xuan Xiao alone.

"Senior Xuanxiao, you are too tired and your injuries have not healed yet. Leave these people to me."

"My father is the Holy Son of Taichu. Although he has fallen, I am still alive!"

At this moment, a loud roar shook the mountains and rivers, a stone house exploded, and a figure rushed out like a dragon, shattering all obstacles.

This is a very young man, with a very similar appearance to Xiao Ye, with a strong body, tall and upright body, black hair scattered on his chest and behind his chest, and there was endless hostility in his eyes, staring at the Dayan Ancient Clan and his group fiercely.

He is Xiao Nian, the son of Xiao Ye.

He has long been transformed into a saint, and now he is an ordinary saint. His progress is extremely terrifying.

Xiao Nian has always lived under Xiao Ye's protection.

But a thousand years ago, Xiao Ye fell, and to him, it seemed like a towering tree collapsed. From then on, he became taciturn, practiced crazily, and burst out with unprecedented beliefs.

He wants to avenge Xiao Ye!

"Haha, is Xiao Ye's son? Even if your father is resurrected today, I can cut it off with my own hands, let alone you."

Yue Ye glanced at Xiao Nian, but was not even interested in taking action, and was very disdainful.

"Although my teacher has fallen, I can't tolerate your insults. Today I will fight on behalf of the teacher!"

At this moment, a long roar sounded, and a young man in white holding a long sword rose into the air. He was clearly Xiao Ye's disciple Lin Wen.

He was the Lord of Xuan Ri Realm back then, and the Era reincarnation broke out, but he escaped early and survived by chance. After some twists and turns, he met with the Great Saint of Time.

Now he is actually an ordinary saint.

"Although the leaves are gone, we old friends can also support the sky!"

"Senior Xuanxiao, many of our True Spirit lineage have Taichu blood flowing in the bodies of many people, and the inheritance of the torch will not be cut off."

Immediately afterwards, the valley trembled, and figures shot into the sky like sharp arrows.

Looking around, most of the warriors from the True Spirit lineage are listed.

They were so sharp that they were like peerless weapons that were unsheathed. Among them, Bingya was actually an supreme saint.

Nangong Xingyu was wearing a starry robe, standing with Wudi, Wushuang and peerless people, all of whom were the Great Successful Saint.

As for other warriors of the True Spirit lineage, they have made great progress.

Although they have suffered so much over the past thousand years, this is also a kind of experience that has made them all make great breakthroughs.

"Okay, it's so good..."

"Even if I die, I can still be worthy of the Holy Son."

Xuanxiao's body was trembling and showed a smile.

While replacing Xiao Ye, he protected the True Spirit lineage, and also relied on the realm of the Holy Lord, he led the True Spirit lineage warriors to many dangerous and precious lands.

These warriors did not disappoint him, and they all grew up quickly.

"These guys..."

Even though it is as powerful as a moonlit night, its eyes are cold at this moment, and murderous intent is everywhere.

The ancient Taichu clan is like a stubborn disease and should not be underestimated. Even if the Taichu Saint Son dies, the remaining people are still terrifying.

In time, it will really make them have a headache.

"The Great Saint of Time Xuanxiao is my prey. Everyone else is left to you and kill them all!"

"Although this is a safe area, Taichu must be removed from the list, so naturally, the Human Tribe's Temple will be blocked by the Su Saint Lord of our tribe."

Yue Ye shouted softly, walked out of the air, and faced the great saint of time Xuanxiao.
Chapter completed!