Rumble!

With Xuanyuan taking action, the world suddenly trembled, and three thousand holy Tao symbols emerged.

This is the lowest level of the three types of holy paths, and it is also the skeleton of the three thousand great realms. It can be said that as long as a holy-level powerful person with certain qualifications, he can understand one of them.

But at this moment, these three thousand primary holy paths were like well-behaved children in front of Xuanyuan. They were perfectly controlled by her and turned into three thousand torrents, as if they represented all things in the world, and could nurture endless creatures and face the patriarch of the Dayan Ancient Clan. There was no too shocking fluctuation, and the attacks of both disappeared invisible.

This is the manifestation of controlling power and reaching the ultimate.

Even the first generation of saint-level figures cannot do such control power.

"Mr. Xuanyuan!"

Xiao Ye stopped when he opened his future body movements and widened his eyes.

This was the first time he saw Xuanyuan attacking the enemy. With his current soul quality, he also "sees" the other party's body, and a cluster of flames was rising.

But Xiao Ye was even more worried about Xuanyuan's situation.

You should know that in the past few hundred years, the Human Race Temple has been so provoked by the eight ancient tribes, and Xuanyuan has not appeared. This can already explain a lot.

Now the other party has forced his move for him?

Such a move brought him inexplicably.

"Xuanyuan, in your state, how many moves do you think you can fight with us?"

Facing Xuanyuan's attack, the patriarch of the Dayan Ancient Clan who had manifested from the holy monument was silent for a moment, and his voice became low.

As if responding to his words, the other seven ancient tribes were trembling slightly, as if there were terrifying things that were about to appear across space.

Obviously, the patriarchs of the other seven ancient tribes are also watching the battle and can appear at any time.

"My condition is indeed very bad, but for this reason, I have no scruples. If you want to cut off Xiao Ye, then you will also have to lose a piece of meat."

Xuanyuan covered his chest with his hands, his face became paler, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his words were very calm.

"Hahaha, Xuanyuan."

"As the founder of the temple, you have always been fair since ancient times and want to maintain the balance of the human race, but now you have lost your position for the sake of the Holy Son of Taichu? Don't you think it's ridiculous!"

The leader of the Dayan Ancient Tribe laughed, and the laughter was filled with anger.

An existence like him is rampant and has not suffered such disobedience and obstruction for too long.

"My position?"

A hint of ridicule appeared on Xuanyuan's beautiful face, and his eyes swept across the many powerful people of the eight ancient clans, and his voice suddenly became cold.

"You dare to ask, have you ever taken me, the founder of the Temple, into consideration?"

"In such a large human race, only the Holy Son of Taichu stands out and advances and retreats with the Temple. Why should I stick to my so-called position?"

"Today, I will protect the Holy Son of Taichu!"

Xuanyuan took a step forward, with a vast and vast wave, sweeping away as he spoke.

Although she is a woman, she has a charm that makes all the nine heavens and ten earths dizzy, completely showing the tough attitude of the head of the temple, which makes everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Xuanyuan, is this a bet on his own life, just to protect Xiao Ye?

"And I."

The white-eyed Emperor Wuchen walked out.

"We are willing to bet on a life battle."

Following closely behind, several other leaders also came out and showed their attitude.

"Hahaha!"

"Lord Xuanyuan is really a good person. How can I, Mr. Xiao, retreat?"

"Everyone from Taichu obeys the orders. Today, I will fight with me to the eight ancient tribes. I will never stop until I die!"

A wild laughter suddenly sounded, and Xiao Ye took several steps and walked side by side with Xuanyuan. The aura of the time holy Tao on his body soared into the sky again. At the same time, there were two holy patterns that pressed the Tao soared into the sky and quickly spread out.

He had previously stood out for the temple and stood on the standpoint of the temple members.

But now it's just aiming at Xuanyuan.

He, Xiao Ye, is not a bad person, but he also has his own principles of conduct. If others treat him sincerely, he will naturally not let him down.

"As for you, you should see Xiao's strength. Joining forces with the Temple can completely fight with the ancient clan."

"If you feel that the human race is controlled by the ancient race's inheritance, you can still survive safely and continue to stand by and watch."

Xiao Ye looked at the powerful humans watching the battle, as if he was watching a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Anyone who was swept by Xiao Ye's eyes trembled and many people were ready to move.

The ancient clan inheritance has always been strong and domineering, and this is a consensus.

They have been neutral before because they cannot see the hope that blocks the eight ancient tribes.

But now it's different.

Xiao Ye's strong rise gave them a glimmer of hope.

"Son of Taichu, we were wrong before, but now we are willing to make up for the mistake." An old man pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth and walked out.

He is a powerful lord, a member of the eighth level of the temple, and has a high reputation among the human race.

"Son of Taichu, thank you for reminding me that I am willing to advance and retreat with the Temple."

Like a chain reaction, more and more spectators came out.

"Damn it!"

This scene caused the souls of the eight ancient clans to tremble.

Their ancient clan heritage took advantage of Xuanyuan's heavy injury to launch an attack, hoping to replace it, completely control the human race, and divide the world equally.

People in the world respect the ancient tribe's inheritance and dare not help the temple.

But at this moment, Xiao Ye's short words affected people's hearts and encouraged so many powerful humans to come out.

In this way, even if the temple can be flattened, what's the use? If the future of the human race is cut off, how can we rule the human race?

Besides, after fighting like this, how many of them can survive?

Xiao Ye became the biggest variable.

“Okay, very good.”

"I want to see when you can persevere and how to face the impact of those top races!"

The vague body of the leader of the Dayan Ancient Clan was shaking gently, and he saw the silence of the other seven ancient tribes' holy monuments. He was silent for a long time, leaving everyone with a back, rushing into the holy monument and disappearing.

The patriarch of the Dayan Ancient Clan retreated?

Seeing this scene, many people were stunned and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Walk!"

As for the saint-level powerful men of the Dayan Ancient Clan, after hesitating for a while, they stomped their feet hard and rushed towards the saint-stele of the Ancient Clan, and disappeared like a tide.

"Mad, a group of cowards who are afraid of death!"

"That's a fart!"

...

Seeing this, the other seven ancient clan saint-level powerful men couldn't help but swear and quickly rushed into the ancient clan saint-stele.

Without top combat power, fighting with the temple is no different from seeking death.

"Are you leaving?"

Xuanyuan's body trembled, as if he had persisted to the limit, his delicate body shook again, and opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, but was forcibly restrained.

"I order as the founder of the Temple, and in the future, the Temple will fully support Taichu's reshaping!"
Chapter completed!