"Mad, this guy really dares to do it!"

Xiao Ye rushed out like this, not only shocking Mo Sha and the disciples of the Ancient God Palm Pavilion, but the thirty disciples of the Winged God were also frightened and dispersed backwards.

"It's okay."

"We pursued and killed the disciples of the ancient gods because of the instructions of the senior brothers who were assuming the divine divine."

"Just Xiao Ye can't do anything to us!"

Among these Wing God disciples, one of them came out of the air and took the initiative to face Xiao Ye.

He is very extraordinary, has the bloodline of the Seven-Star Winged God, and has been tempered to great success, and his strength reaches the second level of the upper Taoist God.

"now!"

I saw him calm expression, and a chaotic spirit with metallic color flew out of his body.

This chaotic divine soul clearly has the bloodline of the Seven-Star Wing God, but there are mottled traces on the surface, and the traces of time flow, which does not look like the product of this dividing period at all.

"open!"

The disciple of the Winged God opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of divine blood, and made a seal at the Chaos Divine Spirit.

Suddenly—

boom!

A terrifying will in this chaotic divine soul revived, and the power of the superior Taoist divine power surged around him, turning into a tall creature with deep eyes and every move released the heavy feeling of time.

"Stop!"

The creature raised his hand and pointed, and four chaotic paths suddenly burst out. Each of them was nearly two thousand silks of the path. They gathered together and turned into thick fingers, which actually shocked Xiao Ye's body to tremble and burst backwards.

"This is the Chaos Spirit of Senior Brother Wu Ding!"

Seeing this scene, the other disciples of Wing God were slightly stunned, and then they all felt surprised.

"The Martial Ding of the Wing God Clan?"

"It's a problem now!"

At this moment, the two disciples of the Ancient God Palm Pavilion changed their expressions.

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye, Wu Ding is a member of the Wing God clan. He has practiced two superior Taoist gods who have practiced the Die Chronicle, and his strength stands at the top of the second level."

"I didn't expect that these Winged God disciples actually brought the Chaos Spirit of the Martial Divine Spirit!"

Mo Sha hurriedly said to Xiao Ye.

The second phase ushered in a 50,000-year turmoil. Among the major clans, those disciples who have been accumulated through the dichotomy have appeared one after another, and have become famous in recent years.

And Wu Ding is one of them.

When they reach their level, they are no longer afraid of the Chaos Spirit with the blood of the seven-star innate gods, but it also depends on who the activator is.

For example, the chaotic divine soul in front of me is limited by itself, so it is naturally impossible for me to have the full strength of the Martial Ding.

But the divine will left by the Wu Ding clearly possesses the other party's insights into the great way.

To comprehend the four chaotic paths to the level 4 is enough to suppress all living beings in this Die Chronicle and cannot raise their heads.

"Hey, Senior Brother Wu Ding's original deity should also know everything in Dongqi Valley. This kid is dead, let's go."

At this moment, the disciples of the Wing God all smiled grimly, watching the battle and rushing out of the Dongqi Valley, without any rush.

"Boy, you can survive the pursuit of Yang Emperor."

"Now I will give you a chance to tie your hands and feet, kneel in front of my chaotic spirit, and I can make you die happily."

"Otherwise, when my deity comes, you will be unable to die."

At this moment, the tall figure transformed by the chaotic divine soul stared at Xiao Ye and spoke cold and arrogant words.

"A mere chaotic spirit, dare to show off your might in front of me?"

Xiao Ye’s lips outlined a sneer.

According to Mo Sha, this Wuding Ding is only as powerful as that of Emperor Yang.

Fifty thousand years ago, Emperor Yang was killed by him, let alone such a chaotic spirit.

Swish!

The next moment, Xiao Ye had already stepped up in the air and rushed towards the tall figure fearlessly again.

"Are you looking for death?"

Seeing this, the tall figure roared immediately, and the divine power and terror burst out from his body swept across the heavens and all worlds.

The four chaotic auras on his body turned into four demon dragons, piercing through the sky, surging towards Xiao Ye, with its power shocking.

"Get out!"

Xiao Ye's eyes flashed with a flash of splendor, and his whole body seemed to have been transformed.

Boom boom boom boom!

Looking around, the terrifying divine power flowing out of Xiao Ye's strong body shook so that the entire Dongqi Valley was shaking continuously, and he followed his raised right fist and rushed forward.

Rumble!

In an instant, the terrifying power shattered the space, and the entire Dongqi Valley shook. The demon dragon transformed from the four Winged Gods Avenues were stalemate with Xiao Ye's right fist for a moment, and it was shattered one after another, turning into countless streams of light and spreading towards the surroundings.

Bang!

At the same time, Xiao Ye's figure suddenly entered, and when he interspersed with the tall figure, the other party's divine figure trembled wildly, turning into a chaotic divine soul again, and countless cracks appeared on his body, and it exploded completely.

"What!"

At this moment, the disciple of the Wing God who was rushing out of the East Qi Valley felt the movement of his back, all of whom were pale and looked in disbelief.

They knew that Xiao Ye was extremely powerful.

It is difficult for Wu Ding to kill Xiao Ye, but there is absolutely no problem stopping the other party. But who could have expected that Xiao Ye would be smashed in just one breath?

This is beyond their imagination.

"Escape!"

The next moment, these Wing God disciples came to their senses and panicked, rushing out frantically, urging their speed to the extreme.

However, they were still one step late.

Hurry!

I saw a purple rain of light shrouded over, covering all these Winged God disciples.

This is the magical power of the heavens.

In this rain of light, Xiao Ye's figure flickered and drifted like a ghost.

There were 600,000 origins rising up in his divine body, resonating with his divine nature, and the fluctuations of the upper-level divine power burst out were extremely violent. It only spread out, which made all the divine bodies of these thirty winged god disciples sink, and those with a slightly weaker strength fell from mid-air.

"I said that if I am in charge of our ancient gods, you will definitely die!"

Xiao Ye's cold words came, and he directly launched a killing attack on the thirty disciples of the Winged God, causing a bloody storm.

Now, how terrifying is Xiao Ye’s superior Taoist power?

There was no suspense in this battle. Xiao Ye even had his magical powers activated and then exploded a disciple of the Winged Gods.

"Junior Brother Xiao Ye's superior Taoist power is at least ten times that of mine. His strength is probably catching up with those superior Taoist gods who have been settled through the Die Chronicle!"

Dongqi Valley fell into silence, and only the sound of flesh and blood bursting out continued to be heard. Mo Sha and the two disciples of the Ancient God Palm Pavilion were both confused and could not speak for a long time.

What happened to Xiao Ye’s silence for the past 50,000 years? Why did he become so powerful as this level when he appeared?
Chapter completed!