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Not only him, even Jin Wuwei who was at the side had a dim Divine Light around his body, with thick killing intent pulsing in his eyes. The young man was too much of a threat to them, if they were to let him grow up, it would definitely not be a small threat to them in the future.

So this time, they did not hesitate to burn their Saint Blood Lineage and desperately tried to cut this youth down!

"This... The Holy Son actually started burning his bloodline! "

"This aboriginal cultivator... "How can he be so strong!"

"This is unbelievable. But after the Son of Heaven ignites his invincible bloodline, this aboriginal will inevitably be killed!"

"..."

The two Sacred Children's desperate actions caused the expressions of all the surrounding geniuses from outside this region to change drastically. Their eyes were filled with intense shock; they truly could not imagine how a mere aboriginal cultivator with Savage World could actually force the legendary Saint Blood Lineage to such an extent.

In their minds, the Holy Son was invincible. At the very least, he would be able to look down on others of the same generation.

But right now, something unexpected had occurred when the two of them were working together. After going all out, they had actually started to use the extreme method of burning Saint Blood Lineage.

Needless to say, Aboriginal Youth's power was beyond their expectations. The killing intent in the hearts of the two Saints was even stronger than it had ever been.

A vast and majestic pressure filled the heaven and earth. Other than the supreme corpse sitting on the high platform, only Ye Hao and Son-of-Saint, Zihua were still standing on the spot, not moving a single inch. As for the others, they were all shivering under this terrifying pressure, feeling an unprecedented sense of fear.

This was the suppression from a superior being. Even if it was just an illusion, it was enough to make all the heaven's pride level experts feel their hair stand on end. They were unable to put up even the slightest bit of resistance.

"Burning the Saint Blood Lineage has great repercussions for us, but for it to be able to crush you to death, everything is worth it!"

Crown Prince of Winged Snake shouted. Jin Wuwei's eyes were also gloomy and cold, filled with terrifying murderous intent.

However, he still had a faint trace of anticipation in his heart. This was because back then when he was fighting the young man, he had also ignited a Saint Blood Lineage, but in the end, he was completely suppressed by the strange stone bridge.

The strange stone bridge was being held back by Jin Wuwei's treasure. He wanted to see if the young man had any other methods.

Crash! *

The Qi and Blood Strength was revolving to the limit. He stared at the two Strange Beast images in the sky with his black eyes and a strong sense of danger emerged from the bottom of his heart. It was as if his body was being suppressed by the two Archean Devil Mountain, and he was enduring an unimaginable pressure.

The two Strange Beast phantoms were too terrifying, one of them was a giant lion covered in a gold light, it looked like it was made from gold, it had nine heads, it was extremely imposing and sinister looking, just standing in the air, the space around it shook endlessly, the sound was so loud, as though it was able to collapse the entire sky, it was extremely terrifying.

On the other side was a thick flood dragon, its entire body covered in pitch-black icy-cold scales, its scarlet eyes were suffused with a cold and indifferent luster, and the most mysterious thing was that under its ribs, it actually had a pair of wings. As it lightly flapped its wings, visible folds in space appeared, causing sonic booms that were extremely terrifying.

The two Strange Beast phantoms were too real, as if they were their real bodies, but everyone knew that it was impossible, because these were the Nine-headed Golden Lion and Zhang Snake, both were prehistoric and unusual, as long as they grew older, they could become terrifying existences capable of killing True Dragons. If their real bodies were to descend, perhaps just the pressure emitted would be enough to grind everyone into Blood Fog, there would be no suspense at all.

Of course, even if it was only the image, ordinary people would not be able to withstand its pressure at all. All of the geniuses from the foreign lands were prostrated on the ground, shivering, and even Ye Hao was using his Polar Arts to the maximum, barely able to withstand the pressure.

When he fought Son-of-Saint, Zihua, the burning Saint Blood Lineage had also revealed an extremely terrifying shadow, almost forcing Ye Hao to use his last trump card, the shadow of the two Saints. But now, the pressure that Ye Hao was facing was indescribable, it could be said to be extremely terrifying.

"Hehe, the natives are still the natives. No matter how strong they are, in the end, they are still a lowly and lowly race. They were born to live at the lowest level, and their holy might is unknown."

"Looking at his terrible appearance, he was so scared that he didn't dare to move in the face of the Holy Might!"

The two Saints smirked, their faces full of arrogance and grimness. Right now, they were no longer simply activating their bloodline like they did before. Instead, they were completely burning it to borrow some of the power that their ancestors had branded in their bloodlines.

Just this sliver of power was enough to suppress all enemies!

Even if the youth's strength exceeded their expectations, he would absolutely not be able to stir up any trouble.

This was the biggest method used by the abnormal Son-of-Saint Level monsters, and it had even far surpassed the Heaven-and-Earth Faxiang s.

"Saint Blood Lineage... "He's really troublesome."

Ye Hao crazily activated his Polar Arts and couldn't help but let out a sigh. The background of a Son-of-Saint Level demon was too deep, especially the power that was imprinted in his blood.0

"Hehe, it seems a little too late to realize this!"

Seeing the youth sigh in despair, the two Saints sneered, their killing intent thick to the extreme.

Towards this, Ye Hao's expression was solemn and respectful, but he did not show any fear. He gave a cold laugh and said, "But to be honest, I only used the power of the ancestor and relied on the protection of my predecessors."

"How dare you!"

"There's no meaning in talking to someone who's about to die!"

Anger appeared in the eyes of the two Saints, then they sneered again and again. Their fingertips formed a seal, and immediately, the nine-headed lion and the serpent's shadow behind them erupted with a monstrous pressure. Their cold and gloomy eyes actually revealed a trace of a strange spirit.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Countless streaks of lightning were born from the depths of space. In a trance, everyone felt as if they were watching the sun explode, and the terrifying scene of the stars falling was faintly discernible. It was simply like the world was about to be destroyed, terrifying and terrifying.

This was the might of a saint. Just the activation of the power within the bloodline of the younger generation would cause such a terrifying wave to erupt, which was not something any Celestial Phenomenon Stage cultivator could withstand.

"It's over!"

Even Son-of-Saint, Zihua's face paled, as if he had endured an incomparably terrifying pressure. The grandmist purple gas around him tumbled, and a vague, terrifying shadow appeared in the air behind him. It was the Saint with the bloodline who blocked the violent and terrifying energy fluctuations.

"This brat is really courting death. He must be here to snatch some Tao-Melting Flower, and yet he likes to show off and doesn't let me help. Is he done for now?"

"If you want to die, then die! Don't implicate this Saint!"

"..."

Son-of-Saint, Zihua cursed in his heart. He was on the verge of tears. With the Soul Oath restriction, if this young man died here, his fate would not be good.

Most importantly, even after Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei took care of the youth, they would definitely not let him off.

"Let's go all out!"

However, just as he was about to attack with everything he had, in the center of the battlefield, a terrifying pressure suddenly rose up, bringing with it an ancient and desolate aura. Immediately after, a shocking, soul-shaking roar suddenly resounded through the air.

Dragon Roar!

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