Yu Se is already a little heavenly lord, and he can completely defeat powerful enemies across the border. His strength is very terrifying. This palm slapped it as if it could destroy all things in the world and directly destroy all the strange phenomena.

But when slapped on Xiao Ye's chest, a muffled thunder sound made Xiao Ye's body tremble slightly. Then all the power was like a stone sinking into the sea.

"This... is this the terrifying thing about the body of the Taichu Saint Son?" Yuse's face was shocked, and then a greedy light flashed in her eyes.

He had never felt any fluctuations of the holy path on Xiao Ye, nor did he show any breath of realm. He leaned entirely on his body to resist his attack. How terrible is this?

This is definitely the strongest body in history!

Although he had heard of it, what he saw with his own eyes was another matter.

Swish!

Just as Yuse was about to attack again, his mind suddenly shook, and he felt a pair of cold eyes open and staring at him.

Xiao Ye, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, had already woken up.

Suddenly, Yu Se suddenly coughed up blood in his mouth, his body shook violently, and then shook. Everyone heard the sound of bone cracks, and then flew straight out.

"Feather color!"

"What's going on?"

...

All the people watching the game changed color, and no one could see clearly what was going on. Yu Se clearly hit Xiao Ye with a palm, and then flew backwards.

"The news released by the ancient tribe of Dayan actually attracted so many people. Do you really think it can take away my holy son's body?"

Xiao Ye did not get up, sat cross-legged on the stone platform, his deep eyes swept across the powerful people around him, making these people feel furious.

Since waking up, Xiao Ye has been trying to extract the Nine-Emerged Holy Dao that merges into flesh and blood to restore his realm.

From the Great Realm of Ten Thousand Ghosts to the human race, his realm is constantly recovering.

It can be said that he is at a critical moment. If these powerful enemies had not arrived, he might have succeeded in no time.

"The Holy Son of Taichu, the human race is no longer the same as before. All the super geniuses of major forces have returned from the starry corridor. This is no longer your time."

"If your realm cannot be restored, it is better to hand over your holy son's body to retreat. This is the best way to avoid all the people around you who will die."

The gloomy voice sounded again, directly targeting Xiao Ye.

"I did have some problems, but I haven't reached the point of retreating."

"If you want to fight, just go straight, don't talk nonsense." Xiao Ye responded calmly, standing up on the stone platform.

"We have been practicing for a lot longer than you. Since you don't know how to respect your seniors, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless."

"I want to see where the limit of your body is."

A Holy Lord made a cold voice, directly opening up the Holy Lord’s realm.

Around him, several holy lords walked out of the air, attacked with him, attacked Xiao Ye together, and took a ruthless move.

At the same time, many saints took advantage of the chaos and all kinds of holy weapons came out, tearing the sky apart.

In an instant, the holy light covered the sky and the Taoist law soared into the sky, and all enveloped Xiao Ye.

But something surprising happened. Xiao Ye's body was just trembling, but he was always standing and did not fight back. He looked cold and glanced at everyone.

at the same time

Buzz!

There were endless holy patterns rising above his body, sweeping away from all directions with his body as the center.

"Why is the holy way I have learned no longer under control?"

The Holy Lords exclaimed in surprise, feeling their whole body empty, as if they had turned into a mortal and fell from the nine heavens into hell.

The most terrifying thing is that the holy way they had learned turned against them and attacked them, making them pale, blood gushed out of their mouths, and were constantly hurt.

Although one of the Holy Lords of the Middle Heaven did not fall to this stage, the holy path he had realized was no longer controlled and the Tao was not revealed.

This is the ability of the body of the Saint Son of Xiao Ye.

Born to be close to the Tao, engraved with supreme Taoist patterns, and even the holy Tao of powerful enemies can be transformed into one's own use.

Boom!

Xiao Ye rose from the stone platform and rushed towards him like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, launching a fierce attack.

The void trembled and the Holy Lord was directly blown up. The Holy Lords were also shocked to their bodies and flew backwards, suffering severe trauma.

Such a scene is extremely shocking and petrified.

Digital lords joined forces, and one of them was one of the lords in the middle heaven, but they were not Xiao Ye's opponents.

"The body of the Holy Son of Taichu is indeed terrible. It can be regarded as a treasure. Let's go together. Don't hold back. Who can capture his body of the Holy Son, please rely on your ability."

Saint Yan Xi shouted softly, and the army behind him moved directly, like a torrent of steel rushing towards Xiao Ye.

At the same time, all the masters watching the battle couldn't help but attacked.

"Have you taken action?"

"With your power, break out of your cocoon and become a butterfly, and be reborn in the fire!"

At this moment, Xiao Ye was muttering to himself softly, and some areas in his body lit up, like faint candlelight, swaying the hope of light in the darkness. The flesh and blood were brilliant and crystal clear, and began to shine.

The world was trembling and shaking. In the cold and dark security zone, there were endless army and the holy creatures born from the Holy Lord appeared. They were densely packed, creating the world, and using themselves to activate the killing formation, filled with a solemn aura, which made people feel a layer of bumps on their backs.

All the masters worked together, and various holy paths were attacking wave after wave like wraths of anger, and even Xiao Ye's body could not be suppressed.

But he was still not afraid, like a duckweed, rising and falling in the ocean, up and down, never sinking. The attacks of various masters turned into waves, being absorbed by the body of the Holy Son, tearing apart the cocoons formed by the Immortal Ancient Classic little by little.

This is an extremely risky approach.

It can be said that if it were the Holy Lord of the Zhongtian position, his body would explode.

Nine kinds of holy lights gradually began to bloom on Xiao Ye's body, like green plants after experiencing the severe winter, emitting vigorous vitality and a scent of the Saint-level breath began to bloom.

Xiao Ye's body was crystal clear and full of light, just like an ancient god born, the dust was gone and was about to be revealed.

"The realm fluctuates at the level of the Saint Lord!"

"No, is he actually using our attack to force his own realm to restore his own realm!"

...

Anyone who feels this change, even at the Holy Lord level, is shocked and his hair stands up all over his body.
Chapter completed!