Chapter 690

Saint, how terrible is it?

Ye Hao can't imagine, so far he can't guess the power of such existence.

However, at the beginning, outside the Kunlun ruins, the incarnation of cangzu forced all the Taoists to bow down. Then Zhang Sheng reappeared, banning the supreme emperor one foot per person, forcing the saints to be trapped in a cage for thousands of years and dare not go beyond half a step.

Although Ye Hao can't guess the true power of the sage, it can also be imagined that the existence of this level absolutely has the means of heaven and earth terror, which can truly intimidate the heavens, overlook the ten thousand regions and be invincible in the world.

At present, the son of Zihua has directly summoned a saint virtual shadow. Although it is not a real creature, as long as it is associated with a holy word, it must be unimaginable.

"Is this the power of the saint's blood?"

Ye Hao's face was solemn and his heart was extremely dignified. His mind immediately communicated with the gray bead in the sea. In the face of a saint's virtual shadow, even if he was arrogant, he didn't dare to be careless.

At the same time, he finally understood why the saint and son level demons were so extraordinary, because carrying the saint's blood not only had extraordinary qualifications, but also left the power of ancestral inheritance in the blood, which could be said to be an extremely powerful amulet, and even he couldn't help being jealous.

"I'm a saint's blood. Can you shake me?"

In the void, Zihua holy son broke out a bright divine light all over his body. The whole person was like a purple day, beating a mysterious and terrible purple flame. Especially behind him, the magnificent and endless purple Qi surged up. A statue connected to heaven and earth, emitting a supreme and powerful fuzzy shadow, sat in the purple sea, and the mighty sage swayed the world and suppressed heaven and earth.

"Hum, the power of blood is just an external force. With the help of the power of your ancestors, this is your son's means of pressing the bottom of the box?"

Although Ye Hao was dignified at the bottom of his heart, he still sneered and didn't show any weakness.

"Bold aborigines, don't kneel down and salute in the face of the virtual shadow of saints!"

"The aborigines are really bold. They dare to offend Shengwei. They should be killed by heaven and earth!"

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In the distance, after seeing the vague shadow, all the extraterritorial Tianjiao knelt down together, looking fanatical and awed. In the face of a saint, even if it is only a virtual shadow, they dare not have the slightest disrespect.

Because they know very well that the virtual shadow behind the son of Zihua is still alive. Sitting in the seat of zitianzong is the real supreme existence.

Richly endowed by nature, and has the power to do nothing, is it your native born who has the final say?

Zihua Shengzi looked down at Ye Hao, looking very pale. It was obvious that the power of burning blood was definitely a great load for him.

"If you can force me to this step, you really should die without regret." pressing your own weakness, Zihua Shengzi's momentum gradually rises. "After killing you, I will bloody wash the Taoist relatives behind you, so that the natives of your world know that the power of the son can't be offended!"

Boom!

It was like millions of immortal thunder exploding in the void. I saw the Zihua Holy Son pinching his hands. The magnificent and endless purple gas behind him surged violently, like a tsunami all over the sky, and rolled out like a star river.

The most amazing thing is that the vague shadow of the sage sitting on the purple sea shook slightly. The originally closed eyes opened and closed like two hot suns in the sky. When the violent invisible power erupted directly, the vague shadow of the sage was silent, pinched a mysterious and complicated printing formula at the tip of his finger, and immediately fell to Ye Hao.

WOW!

Under this terrible finger, the void collapsed like a broken mirror, revealing a dark and cold void turbulence. Especially Ye Hao, who faced the blow, was filled with a creepy crisis of life and death.

Boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Hao madly urged his internal strength, the mysterious Rune in his black eyes flashed, and the spring and autumn pupil moved to the peak to find a trace of vitality, but the blow of the saint's virtual shadow coincided with the way of heaven and earth, and there was no retreat at all.

"It's just a virtual shadow. I want to see how much power you can exert!"

There was no retreat. Ye Hao's black eyes couldn't help showing a crazy color. While running the Holy Spirit body in an instant, the blood in his body was like a raging sea.

"Immortal... Golden body fist!"

Ye Hao drank fiercely in his heart and burst into a bright and miraculous golden glow all over his body, like a God banished from nine days. Even his pupils were as bright as Yang at this moment. On his body, there was a vast sea of terrible Qi and blood, like the churning of the angry sea.

A dazzling fist seal like the sun roared and burst, and the invisible ripples made the space collapse constantly. Behind Ye Hao, there was a virtual shadow of a human figure wearing a emperor's crown and floating robes, which was extremely dark and fuzzy. Although he could not see his face clearly, there was still a supreme divine posture overlooking the world, which was like the Immortal Emperor in charge of all creatures, Its breath is even more terrible than the virtual shadow of the sage sitting in the purple sea.

At the same time, it can also be said that Ye Hao's most powerful killer mace now.

"This is..."

At the moment when this mysterious shadow appeared, not only the people in the distance, but also the Zihua Holy Son's eyes contracted violently, and a shocking color appeared in his eyes.

"The saint is invincible. How can you, an aborigine, compete!"

Zihua Holy Son drank angrily and almost frantically burned the power of blood in his body, which made the vague virtual image of the sage seem to be clear, and the momentum was more terrible.

Boom!

Just for a moment, Ye Hao's bright fist seal collided with the magnificent and endless purple gas, which made the whole sky burst into a harsh roar and deafening, and made the void within a thousand miles tear directly like cloth and silk.

WOW!

In the boundless purple sea, the fist seal is like the sun, riding the wind and waves, Rao is Hongmeng, and the purple gas is rare and terrible, but this fist seal is still indomitable, as powerful as bamboo, and directly blows to the son of Zihua with supreme authority.

"Die!"

Zihua Shengzi was shocked and roared loudly. A bright and dazzling divine flame broke out all over his body, which shocked the virtual shadow of the sage behind him, and the speed increased sharply. It seemed that he could destroy a finger of all sentient beings and directly collide with the bright fist seal.

Boom!

The vast and majestic power surged and broke the sky, and the harsh sound explosion continued to ring through the sky. It did not destroy the bright fist seal of the golden body fist. After resisting the vast and endless purple Qi and the virtual shadow of the sage, it finally exhausted and collapsed.

"Hahaha, die!"

Zihua's son laughed wildly and stared at Ye Hao with a crazy look. He seemed to want to see how the boy burst into a blood mist under his attack.

"Zhenhun!"

Looking at the sage who was getting closer and closer, Ye Hao was like a blessing to his heart. He looked strangely calm. While his hands were pinching Jue quickly, his heart was indifferent and drunk.

Boom!

In an instant, the void collapsed in vain. I saw a stone bridge full of dark and ancient vicissitudes, with vast and magnificent brilliance, just like an ancient magic mountain, which appeared out of thin air, suppressed the heaven and earth, cut off the ages, and headed down the town towards the virtual shadow of the sage.

"What is this..."

The sudden change made Zihua's Holy Son's eyes shrink suddenly, and his face showed disbelief and horror. Before even waiting for him to react, the holy and powerful virtual shadow of the sage collapsed directly under this strange black stone bridge.

"Impossible!!!"