Chapter 692

In the vast basin, the earth and rock roll back, the earth collapses, and the bottomless gullies and cracks crisscross, like a shocking earthquake.

Not only this basin, but also those rolling mountains in the distance, are now collapsing. The fractured ridges and collapsed peaks are devastated.

This was caused by the aftermath of the battle between Ye Hao and him. It's really terrible. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, ordinary people couldn't imagine that the two celestial phenomena practitioners would have such terrible destructive power.

"What exactly is the origin of this aborigine that can suppress the Zihua Holy Son? Is there a saint's blood flowing in his body?"

"I can't believe it. Now I have some doubts about whether this aborigine is a practitioner of this wild world. It's just a cage of heaven and earth. How can such monsters be born!"

"In the battle of Qingcang peak not long ago, although those aboriginal practitioners were terrible, they only shared the same blood with the saints, but this guy..."

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Witnessing this earth shaking and subverting the imagination, all the overseas Tianjiao were shocked and shocked. They couldn't calm down at all. Bursts of uproar and exclamation sounded one after another. All the people looked at the young people with deep fear and fear.

A demon who can suppress the blood of saints, even if they come from the depths of the star sea, they can no longer raise any pride in their hearts.

Listening to the uproar around, Ye Hao couldn't help sweeping his eyes, indifferent to a group of foreign Tianjiao with complex looks, and said faintly: "you still don't go, but also want the real dragon blood pool?"

When the words spread, nearly a hundred foreign Tianjiao trembled, felt the hair at the bottom of their hearts, and retreated with a smile.

Are you kidding? Zihua Holy Son was beaten to half waste because he wanted to capture the real dragon blood pool. Even if there are many of them, there is still a big gap between the Holy Son level demons. Who dares to make any idea of the real dragon blood pool.

Everyone thought, I'm afraid that only the deepest saint and son level demons in this supreme relic could try to fight with the youth, and they were not sure of winning.

"No, I don't want to touch the real dragon blood pool!"

"Yes, we just watch and leave immediately!"

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Under Ye Hao's eyes, all the extraterritorial Tianjiao are cold on their backs and retreat violently. However, before they go far, the young man's fingers point to the outer direction, "go over there and leave this supreme relic. If I see you again in the depths, I will bear the consequences."

Hearing the speech, the faces of a group of extraterritorial Tianjiao were not ugly for a while. There were many opportunities in this supreme relic. Although they clearly had little hope of winning rongdao flower, the other opportunities were equally amazing. If they could get it, it would definitely have unimaginable benefits for themselves.

But at the moment, the youth let them withdraw from the ruins, which is an immeasurable loss for everyone.

Of course, if before this war, they would not care about the words of an indigenous teenager.

But now everyone knows that they are facing an evil monster who can press the son of God. Therefore, even if they are angry and unwilling, no one dares to disobey the slightest bit. They can only fly away from the ruins with a bitter sigh.

After these extraterritorial Tianjiao left the supreme relics, there was an uproar outside. The news that Zihua Holy Son was suppressed by an indigenous monk spread like a hurricane, which made the strong people waiting outside set off a storm in their hearts and couldn't believe it at all.

In particular, a number of foreign strongmen are most aware of the strength of the saint's blood. It took a long time to accept this fact like a joke. At the same time, they can't help but feel strong confusion. They don't understand what kind of evil characters can defeat the saint's blood in this desolate and dilapidated world.

Of course, not only a large number of foreign strongmen, but even the Taoists of Taichu star, are also very curious about the mysterious Tianjiao who defeated the son of Zihua. If the ruins could only go out and not go in at the moment, I'm afraid they would have been unable to restrain their curiosity and poured into them.

"It's amazing that someone can defeat the legendary foreign son!"

"You said... Shouldn't it be him?"

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Among the people outside, Guan Yi and his party also looked shocked. After the shock, the three girls in Danxian ancient land couldn't help but have a strange guess in their hearts, but it seems to be the most reasonable guess.

Perhaps only the mysterious boy who killed the extraterritorial Tianjiao like a dog can suppress the legendary invincible extraterritorial saints.

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Of course, Ye Hao in the ruins doesn't know about all this.

At the moment, there are only three people left around the basin, he, Luguan and Zihua Shengzi on the ground.

Looking at the son of Zihua lying on the ground with a broken body, Lu Guan couldn't help showing complex and strange emotions on his face.

"Brother Shen, you are so fierce!"

Lu Guan looked stiff and sighed. You should know that this is the legendary overseas saint. He has a great reputation and real saint blood. In terms of strength, he may be as good as his senior brother, the God show known as the Buddha of Xumi mountain.

But at present, such arrogant figures are beaten by teenagers and lie on the ground. They can't even get up. Rao Shilu Guan never imagined that he wanted to break his head before.

"Who the hell are you?"

Through this period of breathing, Zihua Shengzi finally accepted the fact of his defeat. A pair of purple eyes stared at the boy, full of strong reluctance and anger.

As a saint, he is extraordinarily refined. In the past, even some supreme masters were very kind and would not put on airs when they met him, but at the moment, an Aboriginal youth in the wild world looked down on him from a commanding position. Such gestures were more painful than killing him.

"Surname Shen, are you Shen Xuan of Qingcang peak?"

"No, I saw Shen Xuan's jade slips after I came to this world. It's not you!"

"Who the hell are you! With such strength, you can never be unknown!"

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The son of Zihua clenched his teeth and even if he lost, but he couldn't accept it anyway. He would lose to a passer-by who didn't know where to come from.

With the strength of a teenager, he firmly believes that it is absolutely impossible to be unknown.

Ye Hao naturally didn't bother to pay attention to this. He just looked down coldly at the son of Zihua. His dark eyes twinkled and showed senleng's killing opportunity, "want to die or live?"

"How dare you kill me?"

The son of Zihua mocked and sneered, but there was no fear in his eyes. "If I fall here, let alone you, even if this wild world will be buried with me and bear the endless anger of my zitianzong!"

In this regard, Ye Hao just lightly picked his eyebrows, and his black eyes killed more, while Lu Guan on one side looked at the Zihua holy son like an idiot.

When he wanted to be a young man, but he was not afraid of heaven, he dared to loot the little princess of Sanqing mountain in the trial practice of Hengqu, provoked a Heavenly Master in Tongtian Daofeng, and then even the Supreme Master of daluozong dared to kill. This overseas Saint dared to threaten this. In Lu Guan's view, it was stupid and can't be more stupid.

"You..."

Ye Hao's eyes were like a real killing opportunity, which made Zihua Shengzi's heart jump. His face was slightly stiff. In particular, Lu Guan's strange look made him feel hairy. It seemed to say that the former didn't do less hot headed things.

"For the last time, do you want to die?"