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In the distance, the group of geniuses from the other nations were all deathly silent, and their hearts were in turmoil.

It was just a desolate and dilapidated world. Many of them had descended here before, but none of them had ever encountered a world as evil as the Taichu Star's.

Was this a cultivator who grew up in a cage made of heaven and earth?

It was probably not much worse than the disciples that the strong clans have groomed in the depths of the Star Sea.

"Son-of-Saint, Zihua will never lose. Not only does the Son-of-Saint Level demon have an extraordinary bloodline, more importantly, he also has an invincible faith. All of them grew up one step at a time from killing, so how can he lose to a aboriginal cultivator!"

"That's right, it's not like Son-of-Saint, Zihua has never met an enemy that could deal with him. However, he can suppress him forcefully every time, and those opponents will become stepping stones for him on his path of cultivation!"

"Humph, although this aboriginal can compete with the Holy Son, Son-of-Saint, Zihua is one of the most talented in Purple Sky Sect. He is the descendant of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, how could he lose to an unknown aboriginal!"

"..."

Especially the sect behind Son-of-Saint, Zihua, they were sure that the legendary True Immortals would appear. Their foundation was so deep that it was hard to imagine, and the successors that such a Taoist had groomed were destined to become the hegemons of a region in the future.

In the midst of the crowd's discussion, the battle had already turned completely white-hot. Ye Hao and Son-of-Saint, Zihua were like two shooting stars as they erupted with dazzling Divine Light that flashed across the sky and continuously collided with each other, creating waves of energy that caused one's scalp to go numb. It caused the space to constantly shatter like a mirror.

In a short moment, the two of them had clashed hundreds of times, without giving in at all. Son-of-Saint, Zihua's entire body was covered in purple light, and a wisp of purple Divine Light with spirituality was coiling around his body like a heavenly dragon. The vast and boundless primordial purple energy rolled behind him, covering the sky and covering the sun, making him look like the real son of god.

This was grandmist purple gas. It was able to use the incomparably rare grandmist purple gas between heaven and earth to support itself. With just a single move, it would erupt with earth-shattering strength.

"Lowly aboriginals, die!"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua roared in anger, his clothes fluttered in the wind, Zi was dancing crazily, and his eyes were filled with a terrifying Divine Light. One after another, magical techniques and techniques filled with a terrifying aura, like a river of stars pouring down on the youth.

On the other side, Ye Hao's entire body was covered with a pale golden Divine Light. The vast and terrifying Qi and Blood Strength covered his entire body like a humanoid Vicious Beast.

In the end, Ye Hao was just a Celestial Phenomenon Stage cultivator, but the Qi and Blood Strength in his body was even more terrifying than ordinary Nirvana Stage cultivators. With such a frightening physique, even the Saint Blood Lineage s and Son-of-Saint, Zihua who had the Primordial Purple Qi were slightly inferior.

Of course, Son-of-Saint, Zihua could be said to be strong, even if it was the Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage cultivated in what Ye Hao claimed to be an invincible technique, in which the body and soul were polished flawlessly through True Dragon Blood Pool, with a golden body at the four extremes, and with Tyrannical Blood's first transition being cultivated to a truly perfect state, he did not immediately suppress the former.

It had to be known, after Ye Hao cultivated Tyrannical Blood's first transition to perfection, logically speaking, his physique was already able to rule over Celestial Phenomenon Stage, and even Saint Blood Lineage s were unable to compete with him.

Son-of-Saint Level demon-level character, indeed had the confidence to be conceited.

Ye Hao's expression was solemn. The Qi in his body was showing signs of decadence. It was obvious that under the constant collisions, he could not maintain his peak condition forever.

Of course, Son-of-Saint, Zihua was in an even more sorry state. His purple robe was torn, and his handsome face was extremely pale. Even the corner of his mouth was bleeding, making the foreign heaven's pride experts fall into a deathly silence.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua was injured. Although it did not look serious, it was obvious that he was no match for Aboriginal Youth.

This caused everyone's minds to tremble in disbelief.

In the depths of the Star Sea, Saint Blood Lineage was the true pride of the heavens, and could be said to be the symbol of invincibility.

But at this moment, in a Desolate Land, Son-of-Saint, Zihua was suppressed by a aboriginal and suffered injuries. This made all of the foreign heaven's pride level experts feel as if their faith was collapsing.

He was known as the unrivalled Holy Son of the same level, was he really going to lose?

"Impossible!"

In the void, Son-of-Saint, Zihua forcefully suppressed the restlessness of his Qi and blood. His whole body was like a porcelain that was about to shatter, full of shocking cracks. Streams of purple colored Divine Light blood flowed, making him look very terrifying.

He was a Saint Blood Lineage and also the legendary primordial purple gas. Even in the past, when he fought with the Holy Son of the same level, just talking about his physique, he had never been at a disadvantage.

But today, an ordinary Aboriginal Youth was able to completely suppress him with just his body.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua could not understand. What kind of terrifying physique did the boy have? Could it be that he also had some kind of rare special physique? Why was he able to suppress the grandmist purple gas that he was most proud of?2

Of course, even if he was unwilling to admit it, the truth was the truth.

Son-of-Saint, Zihua understood, in terms of body and energy, he was indeed inferior to this Savage World youth.

"Your physique is indeed unexpected!" Son-of-Saint, Zihua's face was gloomy and his voice was filled with cold killing intent, "However, as a Saint Blood Lineage, I am undefeatable!"

BOOM!

As he shouted coldly, it was as if stars were exploding in Son-of-Saint, Zihua's body, and an indescribably terrifying wave rose up. Even the blood of the purple Divine Light that was flowing around him started to burn like flames, causing his entire body to look like a purple sun, sparkling and terrifying beyond compare.

"Sacred Blood Revival, Purple Sun Burns the World!"

In the midst of the explosion of his aura, Son-of-Saint, Zihua shouted ferociously. The grandmist purple energy behind him churned like a tsunami, and a blurry shadow appeared out of thin air. The majestic and terrifying pressure filled the world, causing the entire universe to tremble, as if it couldn't withstand the pressure.

"This is …"

"The illusion of a saint?!"

"It's Son-of-Saint, Zihua's bloodline, the power branded in the blood by that saint!"

"..."

In the distance, the eyes of the group of foreign heaven's pride experts shrunk. Especially when they saw the terrifying shadow behind Son-of-Saint, Zihua, it made their expressions change drastically and they were overwhelmed with shock.

"The illusion of a saint?!"

The sudden change in events caused Ye Hao's expression to change drastically, and an unprecedented look of seriousness appeared on his face. The reason why Saint Blood Lineage transcended the mortal world was because their ancestors had obtained the proof of the Saint Position and obtained the acknowledgement of the Great Way of the Heavens and Earth.

At that instant, the power Son-of-Saint, Zihua was using was the power that came from his bloodline, the terrifying existence that bore the testimony of the Saint Position, the power that was imprinted in his bloodline.

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