Xiaobai, Chu Fang, and Luoshui all formed a contract with Xiao Ye with their natal essence and blood. The sensing between the souls is special, and as long as Xiao Ye approaches, you can immediately discover it.

"The Holy Son is back?"

"Where are the leaves!"

...

The powerful men in Taichu all looked happy and then looked into the distance.

At the same time, the spectator also looked up and his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a man in black robe walking towards this side in the air. His feet fell down and the void exploded inch. His movements seemed slow, but his speed was incredibly fast.

His sharp eyes were like sharp swords, shooting towards this side. Anyone who came into contact with such eyes was trembling and his soul seemed to be shattered.

At this moment, the heroes suddenly became excited, and even the powerful men of the ancient clan showed shock.

Xiao Ye is out of seclusion!

After hundreds of years, this genius who was once famous in the Three Thousand Worlds and even caught up with the first generation of holy sons finally appeared in front of the world again.

Could it be that Gai Qingcang's sudden change was because he noticed Xiao Ye's arrival?

How is this possible!

Even though Xiao Ye has a trump card to intimidate the first generation of saint-level figures, it would not have allowed Gai Qingcang to have such a reaction!

Xiao Ye's black robe danced and came in the air, as if a drop of cold water was splashed in a hot oil pan, causing the atmosphere in the field to change drastically.

Especially the seven first generation saints who stood on the ancient tribe's holy monument.

"Xiao! Ye!"

A man wearing a sleeveless beast robe and body like a barbarian dragon, a cold light suddenly flashed out of his eyes.

He is Long Bo, the first generation of the ancient alien clan.

In the past, in the Immortal Tomb of the Human Race, he was severely injured by Xiao Ye's future body. After he recovered from his injuries, he was one step closer. When the Temple was weak, the murderous intent naturally erupted.

All the first generation of holy sons showed a certain hostility, but the head of snow was flying, and Jun Gen, who had the appearance of sentient beings, seemed very calm and had difficulty in measuring his mind.

The two-pupil holy son Ao Chunqiu hesitated because of Gai Qingcang's actions. Then the holy light flowed in his pupils and activated the pupil technique, wanting to see through the illusion and cover Xiao Ye.

"snort!"

Feeling Ao Chunqiu's pupil spy, a sneer appeared on Xiao Ye's face, and five-color light flashed on his eyebrows, forming a barrier that directly blocked the other party's pupil technique.

How terrifying is his soul quality now? No one at the first generation of holy son level is as good as him.

"How is this... possible!"

Ao Chunqiu's body trembled and his eyes became horrified.

His pupil technique was blocked back, and Xiao Ye's aura was converging, so he could not even guess the depth.

No one knew that a silent showdown occurred between Ao Chunqiu and Xiao Ye, and everyone had their own thoughts.

As soon as Xiao Ye left the gate, he went straight to the temple. Why did he come from?

You know, now that the eight ancient tribes of the human race are all attacking, Xiao Ye is so calm. Is he bluffing or has enough confidence?

"I'm already here, do you dare to continue besieging me Taichu?" At this moment, Xiao Ye stopped and looked at the holy lords of the ancient tribe of the Heavenly Man clan with deep eyes.

Swish!

These words were as cold as ice, which made all the holy lords of the ancient tribe of the heavenly clan shiver. Many people stopped embarrassedly and stepped back.

Xiao Ye’s remaining power is too terrifying.

What's more, even Gai Qingcang, the first generation of the ancient celestial clan, retreated.

"Son of the Holy Son!"

"leaf!"

"Master Ancestral Emperor!"

...

The Taichu Saint-level army and the strong men from the True Spirit lineage all shouted excitedly, as if they had found the backbone.

Many people also had their eyes shining among the spectators.

With a word, he drank so many holy masters of the ancient celestial clan. Looking at the human race, few people have such a style.

"The Holy Son of Taichu, the temple of the human race is corrupt and should be banned. This is an inevitable trend in the development of the human race. You'd better not interfere, so as not to mislead yourself."

At this moment, a holy son who was full of light blooming in his body spoke. His voice was calm, but it seemed to come from the cold ancient palace, giving people a sense of tranquility.

This is also a first generation of saints, from Youting, the eight ancient tribes of the human race!

The Youting Ancient Clan is extremely low-key among the eight ancient clans. In the battle of Xianling, seven first-generation saints appeared together, but this first-generation saints of Youting was missing.

The other party was very mysterious and had no holiday with Xiao Ye. He really didn't want to get involved at this moment.

"hehe!"

"Can you decide whether the temple is corrupt? Today, Xiao Ye said, your eight ancient tribes also need to be banned, what should you do?"

Xiao Ye sneered and said something that made the world silent, and everyone was stunned.

Facing the eight ancient tribe forces, Xiao Ye dared to say such words? This is too arrogant.

"Today, I, Xiao Ye, come to rectify the Dharma for the Temple!"

The next moment, Xiao Ye flashed and headed towards the human temple that was being besieged.

"The Holy Son of Taichu is here, deal with him first!"

"A man dares to rush over like this? Kill him!"

...

The seven ancient tribes that besieged the temple had reached a hundred ranks, and there were even more sages of the Holy Lord. When they saw Xiao Ye coming, they all smiled grimly.

If it were normal, they would naturally not dare to fight with Xiao Ye, but at this moment, the ancient clan joined forces, and the lineup was enough to sweep the human clan, and the first generation of saints had arrived, so they were full of courage.

"What are you?"

Xiao Ye's expression was cold, and he didn't see how he moved. A dazzling red cloud lit up on his body, and a holy pattern spread out and swept it away.

In an instant, the powerful men of the seven ancient clans were all trembling all over. The holy path they had comprehended was actually out of control and even besieged themselves, causing many people to scream, spit out blood, and their bodies exploded from the inside.

Something even more terrifying happened.

boom!

Another gray halo rose into the air on Xiao Ye's body, boundless and omnipotent. All the strong people swept by the gray light were trembling all over, and their realm began to fall rapidly, and even the realm of the True Heavenly Holy Lord almost slipped out of the Holy Lord realm.

"The Holy Pattern of the Tao? Our clan has long developed the method of restraint."

However, at this moment, a line of saints with snow-haired hair gathered together and sacrificed holy tools. When reciting an ancient scripture, it actually opened up the cover of the holy patterns of the Taoist suppression, and the scope was gradually expanding, allowing the holy lords of the other six ancient tribes to get rid of this state.

"Yes, I have some skills, but I can actually block the holy pattern of this saint son. Then there is no need to be such a trouble, just kill you."

Xiao Ye whispered softly, then his body shook, as if a god had revived, causing the world to roar, and the terrifying pressure to suppress the seven ancient tribes directly, which shocked everyone. He was domineering and powerful.

"The realm of the true heavenly throne!"

"He has indeed broken through to this realm!"

Ao Chunqiu's body trembled and murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!