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Ye Hao's gaze flickered and his heart was not at peace. At this moment, the Black Yellow Mantra was truly amazing. Each move seemed to contain some kind of heaven and earth dao principle, and it was stronger than the one he executed.

Ye Hao could be considered to have walked out from many battles. His battle awareness was not weak, but compared to the Black Yellow Mystical Elephant's current offensive techniques, it was extremely crude.

"Xuanhuang Nine Revolutions Heavenly Arts..."

Ye Hao's eyes were dark, and many guesses appeared in his mind. The Heaven-and-Earth Faxiang that he refined had the Xuanhuang Nine Revolutions Heavenly Arts as its foundation, and the fighting instinct contained within must have been something that Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang did not intentionally leave behind when he was creating his cultivation technique.

Every cultivator's battle instincts could be said to be imprinted on their own flesh, blood, and bones, even into their soul. Even the Heaven-and-Earth Faxiang condensed from the Xuanhuang Nine Revolutions Heavenly Arts contained Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang's battle instincts.

After all, supreme expert like Ancient Emperor of Xuanhuang was known as the First Sovereign s of the Last Year of Ancient Time s, unrivalled in the sky and on the ground. His attacking techniques already contained a certain Dao quality that would not fade with time.

Clang!

After a thought passed through his mind, Ye Hao's black eyes flashed with a cold light. The Sky Breaking Halberd in his hands slanted and rushed directly towards Mo Yuan who had a look of shock on his face.

"You're courting death!"

Killing intent exploded in Mo Yuan's eyes when he saw that the former actually dared to take the initiative to attack. His feet stepped heavily on the air and the Spirit Cracking Claw in his hand emitted an ice-cold and frightening luster.

BOOM!

Clang! Clang!

"..."

At this moment, the injuries of the two of them were extremely serious, and they were no longer in their peak states. However, every time they charged forward, they did not hold back at all, and they were filled with boundless killing intent. Beautiful and resplendent sacred arts exploded out, and the space that had finally calmed down once again exploded and tore apart.

In close combat, Ye Hao relied on his Polar Arts and did not fear Mo Yuan at all, especially since he had the Mysterious Black Yellow Art Elephant, a peerless instructor in the world, with each move being so profound that it could reach the peak. Unconsciously, Ye Hao also started to simulate his battle technique, gradually suppressing Wu Tie, causing the Sky Breaking Halberd to slash horizontally, bringing along a large amount of blood with it, causing the former to roar in anger and turn pale.

Clang!

Clang!" Once again, Ye Hao's Sky Breaking Halberd slashed down from an impressive position. Mo Yuan may have been in danger of parrying the attack, but as the spear swept across, another deep gash appeared on Ye Hao's shoulder. At the same time, his left hand formed a fist and a resplendent fist imprint exploded out, striking Mo Yuan's chest and blasting him away.

Pfft!

In the sky, Mo Yuan's face was pale as he was sent flying. He could not help but cough out large mouthfuls of blood as his eyes were filled with killing intent and horror.

However, in just a short moment, the youth seemed to have received divine assistance as his battle consciousness greatly improved. Despite using all of his methods, the injuries on his body became more and more severe, and he was gradually unable to withstand them.

Roar!

Mo Yuan was unable to accept this result and was sent flying. Amidst the angry howls, the power within his body rushed into the sky again. However, as Ye Hao charged forward like a shadow, the wounds on his body quickly appeared and his own aura became more and more sluggish.

"Damn it!" Damn it! "Damn it!"

Being suppressed by Aboriginal Youth with Savage World was something he had never thought of in his life. But even if he was unwilling to admit it, he understood that if this continued, he would definitely die in this secret realm.

"Damn you aboriginals, you forced me!"

Once again flying backwards, the intense life and death crisis caused Mo Yuan to have an unprecedented look of savagery and craziness in his eyes. As he screamed, he slapped the Storage Bag with his palm.

BOOM!

The moment this broken bone appeared, the entire world suddenly rumbled, and crazily shook, as though the entire piece of Heavenly Fire Secret Realm was trembling and could not withstand the terrifying aura that was being emitted.

It was a forehead that was only the size of a palm, and its entire body was dark black like a black hole. It could even swallow light, and the scariest thing was that on the forehead, there were dense symbols engraved.

"This is …"

The moment Ye Hao saw the frontal bone, his expression changed drastically. His whole body froze on the spot as if he was struck by lightning. A monstrous pressure came crashing down on him, causing him to tremble uncontrollably as if he was carrying a hundred thousand mountains on his back.0

This pressure was simply too terrifying, even the Paramount Level Great Leaders did not possess it. Even during Ye Hao's cultivation till now, he had only experienced such a terrifying Qi Mechanism a few times.

The first time was when he was in a cave in the depths of Kunlun, facing the terrifying coffin of a dead person.

The second time was outside the Kunlun Mountains, when Cangzu was fighting with the Skywalker.

The third time was during the Crossing Channel Trial, when Zhang Sheng was burning his body and sealing the world.

The last time was when he met the corpse of the Wang Sheng at a close distance on Eternal Land.

Every time, it was a different person and thing. The only similarity was that these people and things were all related to the supreme realm of Saints.

And right now, the broken bone in Mo Yuan's hand was also emitting such a terrifying and supreme pressure. Needless to say, the owner of the broken bone must have been a supreme expert who had stepped into the Saint realm when he was alive.

A bone of a saint!

"Damned aboriginals!" To be able to see the remains of the ancestor of one of our saints is the greatest honor of your life! "

His right hand, which was holding onto the bone fragment of a saint, began to crack apart, revealing the bones inside. Even though it was the origin of his bloodline, a saint was too extraordinary, and even with Mo Yuan's terrifying strength, just holding onto the bone fragment was enough to tear his palm off. If it was anyone else, they would not even dare to touch the bones from their bodies.

"The remains of the ancestor of a saint from my clan, although his divinity has gradually faded over the years, he can still be used a few times. Even a half-step Martial Saint would have to prostrate in front of this power, but now he's wasting it on a lowly country bumpkin like you! This is truly hateful!"

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth as he spoke, his eyes filled with killing intent and unwillingness.

Even Quasi-emperor would not dare to face him head on, but right now, he had no other choice. If he did not use this final card, he was very likely to be killed by the young man here, so even if he was unwilling, this was the only option left for Mo Yuan.

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