The battle between the Taichu Saint Xiao Ye and the first generation of the Dayan Ancient Clan Jungen is definitely a major event that shocked the entire human race and can be recorded in the history of the era.

After seeing Xiao Ye’s opponent’s identity, everyone’s minds in the entire Dali border were attracted by this battle.

Rumble!

At this moment, the Nine-vein Holy Dao soared into the sky and quickly returned to the same place. Their ancestors became a scent of the holy Dao that threatened the heaven and earth, flowing rapidly, running through time and present, leaving the space in a turbulent state, and countless glimpses emerged.

Xiao Ye's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, avoiding Jun Gen's powerful attack.

With his current understanding of the Holy Way of Time, it may be difficult to affect the flow rate of Jungen's time, but Xiao Ye can increase his own speed.

Swish!

Then, Xiao Ye's figure disappeared from the spot again, and then a deafening roar broke out at the location of Jun Gen.

Looking closely, in the dazzling holy light, Jun Geng actually retreated in a embarrassed manner.

"Holy Son of Taichu, has he injured the first generation of the Dayan Ancient Clan?"

"I am worthy of being the Holy Son of Taichu. Even the realm of the first generation of the Holy Son of the Dayan Ancient Clan can be suppressed. In addition, the Holy Way of Time will definitely win."

"Yes, the strength of the Holy Son of Taichu is no longer reasonable."

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When the spectators saw this scene, they all exclaimed, and many people showed joy.

Previously, Xiao Ye showed his power and slaughtered the saints of alien races, which impressed many people.

As for the mysterious and unpredictable first-generation saint son of the Dayan Ancient Clan, they were just awe of them, so many people hoped that Xiao Ye could win.

This kind of human genius with leadership is hard to find in the world and should not be lost here.

"Haha, are you too naive?"

"Will the first generation of the holy son of our clan be so easy to lose?"

A line of snow-haired hairs were flying, as if the figures of gods and demons were descending strongly to the Dali border.

These are the holy lords of the ancient Dayan clan, each of whom sneered and looked down upon the powerful.

Although the Dayan Ancient Tribe did not directly participate in the war in the Dali border, they have always paid attention to it.

The news of Jun Gen's appearance spread, and they all arrived. His calm and calm look, not worried about Jun Gen, suddenly made Xuan Xiao frown slightly.

How terrifying is Jungen? How can he deal with Xiao Ye who casts the Holy Way of Time?

"Is this the Holy Way of Time?"

"It looks a bit like a high-level holy path."

Jun Geng just took seven steps back and stabilized his body, waved his hand, as if brushing away the dust on his body, staring at Xiao Ye with a calm look.

"I was hit on the front, but I was not injured." Xiao Ye's eyes became more and more serious.

He was suppressed by the suppressed holy pattern of Taoism, and even after a fierce battle, he could not do anything to Jungen. It can be said that the Holy Way of Time is already his biggest trump card.

Swish!

The next moment, Xiao Ye stepped forward, and the flow of time beside him was accelerated again, rushing towards Jungen.

Jun Gen's body was also glowing, the void was twisted, and a strange force appeared around him, with a terrifying aura.

Chih!

An unimaginable wave was bursting, surpassing the extreme speed of the world. It was Jun Gen taking action, breaking through the common sense of the three thousand great worlds, unparalleled in the world, directly affecting the stability of space and time. It actually broke through the holy path of time that enveloped Xiao Ye, causing him to fall from the accelerated state of time, and all the floating lights beside him shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ye's body exploded with a thud of blood, his body trembled, and his flesh and blood flew out.

"Is this the advanced holy path that Jun Geng has learned?"

Xiao Ye completed the return of the Holy Son, and his recovery was amazing. He almost recovered as usual in a moment, but his heart was still trembling.

His soul quality broke through the quality of nothingness, and it was seen that Jun Gen had symbols of advanced holy paths, and was not restricted by the holy pattern of suppressing the Tao, and it surged up.

If his understanding of the holy path of time is a small river, then Jungen's understanding of his own advanced holy path is the vast Yangtze River, which is completely incomparable.

This is a totally unequal showdown!

"Xiao Ye, your attainment to the Holy Way of Time is still too simple. If you can't deal with me, you will embark on a path of no return from the moment you took back this body from the Dayan tribe."

Jun Gen walked forward without taking the holy path of time at all. Although his words were calm, he looked down on the world, showing the conceit and strength of a first-generation holy son.

boom!

Jun Gen took action again, even surpassing the speed of light. Time was disordered and he could not be seen at all. Even the true Heavenly Holy Lord could not avoid it.

Puff!

Xiao Ye’s holy path of time was useless and could not be prevented at all. His body exploded and blood surged into the sky.

"Display it for me!"

Xiao Ye's nine veins holy paths were all shocked, and under the aura of Jun Gen, it broke through the shackles and returned to the ancestors again. The holy path of time broke through the original limit and could already affect nine times the time flow rate.

Whoosh!

Xiao Ye's speed was faster. With just one impact, the space collapsed and no longer stabilized, and rushed towards Jungen from the side.

"Can it improve even more?"

Jun Gen reacted very quickly, and actually captured Xiao Ye's attack angle and responded. When Xiao Ye hit himself, he also slapped him with a palm.

Buzz!

The fierce collision broke out, causing Jun Geng and Xiao Ye to retreat at the same time, but a terrifying blood hole appeared on Xiao Ye's shoulder, and even the shoulder bones were shattered.

Xiao Ye's eyes were solemn and he recovered from his injuries.

If Jungen's realm was not suppressed, he might have fallen by this palm.

How to defeat such a powerful enemy?

"It seems that this is your limit. The body of the Holy Son created by the ancient Taichu tribe at its peak in the past has been wasted in your hands."

"Before you regain your body, let you feel the gap between you and me."

Jun Gengxue's hair was thick, and the appearance of sentient beings was also revealed. The pupils were flowing and the pronunciation was spit out, as if it contained billions of jin of force, which was revealed in the space.

"this……"

Xiao Ye's eyes changed, and he clearly felt that the holy pattern pressing down was being continuously supported.

At the same time, the heaven and earth were shaking, the holy light was vast, and all the bodies of the holy powerhouses were trembling.

The aura on Jungen's body was also recovering rapidly, and it surged from the level of the middle heaven until it returned to the level of the true heaven, and it disappeared directly, which was impossible to guess at all.

"Ignorance, do you really think that your so-called holy pattern can suppress my realm?" Jun Geng stared at Xiao Ye, his tone with a kind of tragic abuse.

"this……"

The border of Dali was silent, and everyone was petrified. The holy lords looked pale and could not say a word.

Is this the strength that the Holy Lord can possess? How can we defeat such a strong enemy?

"This body, the object has returned to the original owner."

In a dull look, Jun Geng had already reached out with one hand and grabbed Xiao Ye.
Chapter completed!