The cycle of reincarnation is long and the years have passed, and the three thousand great realms and even the human race are no longer the same.

Such a general trend is like a big wave washing sand. Countless heroes have been destroyed, and geniuses are also rushing to appear. They are dazzling and unique, all of whom have been practicing for no more than an era.

In the hearts of many people, the saint of Taichu Xiao Ye is like a meteor under the cycle of reincarnation. Although it is brilliant, it is still dim and will never be seen again, leaving only endless regret.

At this time, the Taichu Saint Son Xiao Ye, who should have disappeared, appeared again. Under his feet was the corpse of the young genius of the Ancient Dayan clan and the Holy Lord of Fire Spirit. How many people's hearts have shaken?

"The Holy Son of Taichu has not yet died. Did the Holy Lord Huadu show mercy?"

"It must be because of the reason why I don't know."

"The appearance of Taichu Saint Son in the human race safety zone is not without signs. A few years ago, a mysterious human powerhouse had entered the battlefield of the alien race. It is very likely that it was Taichu Saint Son."

"Haha, now many holy lords of the ancient Dayan clan are fighting in all directions, wanting to expand their power territory, but I don't know what will happen if I know this news."

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Various sounds gathered together to form a terrible storm, shaking the earth, creating a terrible undercurrent surging, spreading the nine heavens and ten earths, almost suffocating.

Countless gazes were all looking at the safe zone opened by the human race.

"Senior Taichu Saint Son, I admire you very much. I finally see you today. Please accept my worship."

"Son of Taichu, you are the leader of my human race. I knew that even the ancient tribe of Dayan would not do anything to you."

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The entire security area was also in riots. All the human warriors seeking asylum here were alarmed. Both men, women, young and old were flocking to them, staring at Xiao Ye like a pilgrimage.

They had no good feelings for the Dayan Ancient Clan, so they did not think that Xiao Ye was too cruel to take action.

Moreover, in the battle between the turbulent valleys, Xiao Ye swept across the saints of all races, preserved the status and dignity of the human race, and had already convinced countless people.

So, when this legendary character appears again, they can't help but come in curiosity.

Xiao Ye smiled slightly and responded politely to these warriors.

"Sir Taichu, it is a great blessing for me to survive, but once the holy lords of the ancient Dayan clan learn about it, they may not give up. You must prepare in advance."

These people were also very keen and left quickly, leaving time to Xiao Ye and Zhen Ling warriors.

"Father!"

Xiao Nian was yelling and pounced over in tears, crying in grief, holding Xiao Ye's arm with both hands, fearing that it was just a dream.

Over the years, he often dreamed that his father had come back from the dead and appeared in front of him again, but after waking up, he was left with endless sadness.

"Ya'er, it's good for you all."

Xiao Ye hugged Xiao Nian with his left hand and poured Bingya into his arms with his right hand. The family of three reunited a thousand years later.

Everyone was naturally extremely curious about Xiao Ye’s experience over the past thousand years.

You know, no matter who knows that Xiao Ye is facing such a crisis, he will think that the other party is dead.

Xiao Ye did not hide it, so he found a place in the safe area to sit down and talked about his experience with everyone.

At the same time, Xiao Ye also learned a lot of things.

It turned out that the holy master of the ancient Dayan clan was constantly chasing the warriors of the True Spirit lineage, mainly because he wanted to recover his holy son's body.

Back then, the Holy Lord of Huadu also searched in the Yanhuang Realm for a long time before leaving.

Jungen's original deity has come over, and maybe there is a way to refine his sage son's body, so the ancient Dayan clan naturally refused to let it go.

In this process, it also affected many people.

For example, many kings who came out of the True Spirit Continent and the disciples of the Wuji Sect are no longer visible.

Jiang Kong, Taixu Great Sage and others are still alive and dead.

Even the two masters of the ancient holy land, Taiyin and Chunyang, were killed.

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It can be said that almost all the people in the human race who have something to do with Xiao Ye were washed away by the ancient Dayan clan, and those who died were killed and those who were injured were injured.

"Dayan Ancient Clan, I, Xiao Ye, will definitely completely crush the Dayan Ancient Clan in this life!"

Listening to the news, Xiao Ye clenched his fists, his eyes cold as before.

Because of him, the ancient Dayan clan actually attacked so many innocent people, and this blood feud became more and more profound.

"My father and the clansmen are fine." Xuan Xiao opened his holy realm, Xiao Ye rushed in and met Luo Meilan and Xiao Yang.

Although this couple has long been transformed into spirits and has been invincible for many years and is almost immortal, their hair has turned gray and their spirits are also very poor.

The pain of losing a son made them look old again. If it weren't for Xiao Fan and others who were constantly washing with the power of holy, perhaps the couple would be even worse.

Xiao Ye was heartbroken.

It can be said that the Holy Son of Taichu has no parents, and this body was also created by the ancient Taichu tribe, but his previous body and flesh were integrated with him and he was still a son of man.

"Ye'er!"

When they saw Xiao Ye, the couple cried with joy.

Xiao Ye stayed with her for several hours to comfort her parents. She was relieved when she saw that her parents were in a much better condition.

He also met Xiao Fan and Xiao Menghan in Xuanxiao's holy realm.

This little girl is now a saint, and she has made great progress and is determined to avenge Xiao Ye.

When the little girl saw Xiao Ye, she cheered in disbelief.

"Some people are still gone."

Xiao Ye walked all over Xuanxiao's holy world and met Murong Xian, Qingwu, and all the warriors of the True Spirit lineage. Finally, he sighed and left with a flash.

"Son of the Holy Son."

"Although you have returned to your throne, you may not have recovered your realm yet..."

Seeing Xiao Ye flying out, Xuan Xiao spoke with worry in his eyes.

He is already the Holy Lord, and his vision is extremely high, so he naturally sees Xiao Ye's state.

Although Xiao Ye was lightly speaking, he killed the young strong man from the ancient Dayan clan and the Fire Spirit Holy Lord, but the holy path was not revealed and he was completely pressing on the body of the Holy Son.

"Not bad, but it won't take long."

"The Three Thousand Great Realms are changing. Our ancient tribe of Taichu has been silent for too long. Its glory is time to bloom." Xiao Ye looked into the distance with his hands on his back, as if he was responding to Xuanxiao, or as if he was talking to himself.

When fighting with the Holy Lord of Fire Spirit, Xiao Ye felt that the Nine Vein Holy Path that was melted into the flesh and blood was like the Yangtze River surging and about to break out of its cocoon.

The next moment, Xiao Ye asked Xuan Xiao to protect him, while he was sitting cross-legged in the safe area, reciting the ancient Taichu scriptures, and he was experiencing an indescribable change.
Chapter completed!