A dark gray light burst out, and a slightly terrified face appeared from the light! Obviously, the casual blow of the old man in white "God of Xuantian" made the soul-lossing saint unable to bear it.

The other dozen alien saints were also shocked when they saw this! The two alien saints standing next to the soul-hiding saint immediately took action, and two powerful light columns shot towards the vortex of wind, the eyes of thousands of winds held up in the hands of the old man in white!

At the same time, the Holy Holy One seized the opportunity, shouted angrily, and punched it out in the air!

"Boom!"

The earth-shaking explosion sounded, and three alien saints worked together to finally detonate the mysterious technique "Eye of Thousand Winds" performed by the old man in white "Xuantian God". The soul-hiding saint escaped from the sky, exploded backwards, and flew back to the ancient ship of the dragon head.

After the surging power disappeared, the old man in white, "God of Xuantian" smiled indifferently: "Why, want to win more? Yes, you planned the same ambush battle a hundred thousand years ago, but the result was a big defeat. Today, this situation will not change at all."

The saint of soul-loving eyes stared at the calm face of the old man in white and said fiercely: "This is definitely not your real power!"

"Hmph, you are not a match for God, what's so strange about this?" Shi Yun, who was standing beside him, said loudly, "The Xuantian God is powerful all over the world, and is traversing ancient and modern times, and no one can defeat him!"

The saint of Soul-Holy narrowed his eyes, as if he was savoring the showdown just now. Soon, he opened his eyes and looked around: "Let's retreat!"

The huge dragon-headed ancient ship started to move, flew back quickly, and soon disappeared from the spot, obviously accelerating into the dark space!

"This alien race just ran away like this?" A human race Xuan Emperor was stunned.

"It's true that he escaped! The power of God is unmatched! Those saints of alien race are so arrogant. The result is that they are still in a panic?" Another human race Xuan Emperor said excitedly.

"God, look at your face, it doesn't seem to be very good?" Shi Yun asked in a low voice.

"God of Xuantian" shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Young people are so terrifying. This soul-loving thing is much stronger than the soul saints of the past... They will never be willing to retreat. Shi Yun Zhenren. This is the third formation area you are responsible for. Immediately start the search for the thirty-six stars of the Butian Ancestral Formation to see where the ancient ship of the alien race fled."

"Yes." Shi Yun's real person focused his head. Then he pinched the mysterious seal with both hands, and suddenly the thirty-six stars of the same size in this star field burst into light, forming a sparse and huge star network!

"God, those alien races did not go far," Shi Yun said in a deep voice. "The dragon-headed ancient ship stopped in the star field more than 10 million miles away from the Butian Ancestral Formation."

The old man in white pondered. More than one thousand miles was of course a long distance for ordinary people, but for the strong man above the World Honored One, he could reach it in just a few dozen breaths by just passing through the space.

"It seems that they really didn't give up." The old man in white sighed.

"God, otherwise we will gather strength and kill before them?" Shi Yun Zhenren said, "With God here, the human race will win."

The old man in white, also known as "God of Xuantian", shook his head and said, "No, this is already the edge of the Butian Ancestral Formation. If we move forward ten million miles, we will have a blessing area for the Butian Ancestral Formation... there. I am not sure, I will overcome that soul-loss..."

***

In the depths of the starry sky, an ancient dragon-headed ship stands steadily.

On the top floor of the ancient ship, in a grand hall, the wild saints sat around and were silently facing each other.

"It is not good to go out." A saint wrapped in blood and said, breaking his silence.

"I didn't expect that the old demon Xuantian was not dead. The result of the Soul-Holy Emperor fighting with him was also felt that the old demon's sword was not old." said a saint wrapped in thick fog.

"Or why we should go back to the Great Wilderness World. When the old demon Xuantian dies, we will conquer the Tianxuan World." A saint asked for advice.

"How much time will it take to go back and forth?" Someone disagreed, "What a world suitable for survival is the world of the Great Wilderness? I believe I won't say it, everyone knows it. We have no way out, we must enter the world of the Tianxuan!"

"That's right," the Holy Emperor of Soul Lost, sitting in the center, finally spoke coldly, "The arrow is not turned back. Moreover, don't think of how powerful the old demon Xuantian is... I have tested his strength just now. In terms of real power, he may not be much stronger than me."

"But... the Holy Emperor, we just witnessed with our own eyes that you are not his opponent." The saint, who was clearly angular and as if made of metal, spoke up and questioned.

"Hmph, have you forgotten the Butian Ancestor Formation?" said the Holy Emperor of Soul-Holy Demon, "The Old Demon Xuantian can defeat me, and the amplitude of the Butian Ancestor Formation is definitely the increase of the Butian Ancestor Formation! I dare say that without the Butian Ancestor Formation, I will definitely defeat him or even kill him!"

After hearing the Holy Emperor's judgment, other powerful aliens all came to their spirits.

"Since that's the case, as long as we break the Butian Ancestral Formation, we can drive straight in and defeat all the resistance forces of the human race?"

"Yes," said the Holy Emperor of Soul Enlightenment, "but it is not easy to break the Butian Ancestral Formation. This formation was built by the old demon Xuantian gathered the power of the ten major human races. Among them, the nodes of the formation are hundreds of stars! If you want to break the formation, you must destroy all these hundreds of stars."

Just in the contact just now, the Holy Emperor of Soul Encounter had already seen the structure of the Butian Ancestral Formation. A master like him, one method is known to all methods, and his eyes are like lightning, and he can see through the illusion and point directly to the essence. He can only rely on the corner of the Butian Ancestral Formation he saw, he can infer the general formation.

"The human race's strong men should guard these stars in batches. If they want to break it, it means fighting against the human race within the scope of the Butian Ancestral Formation!" said the saint wrapped in fog. "This method is not advisable. All our ethnic groups have struggled to survive in the Great Wilderness World for so many years. Now on the ancient ship is the last bit of vitality of each race. We cannot fight against the enemy in such an unfavorable environment."

"The saints in the fog palace are reasonable." "Additional." The saints who were worried about their respective ethnic groups said one after another.

"Hmph!" The Holy Emperor of Soul Envy said coldly: "Looking at the forefront, the kindness of a woman! You must have blood and sacrifice to bring a bright future to future generations! As for reducing casualties... I have already made a plan that can make the strong men of the clan run away!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!