The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 227
"Huchi! Huchi!"

The sound of heavy breathing came from the starry sky field under Si Xuansa, it was just panting, and the sound of the Tao made the mountains split apart. If there was not a holy formation in the Daoyi Holy Land, it would have exploded inch by inch.

The chaotic-colored heavy armor on that chaotic specter clanged loudly. His steps were heavy, and every step made the dragon's veins wail, causing many monks in Daoyi Holy Land to cough up blood.

"My name is Qi'a, I come from the Huntian Clan, who are you?" His voice was indifferent, suppressing the anger like a huge wave, he looked at the pair of eyes hidden in the star field.

"Senior, be careful, the saint of the ancient clan comes from Huntian Lake, and he is one of the strongest bloodlines below the ancient royal family. Don't underestimate him!" In the Daoyi Holy Land, the guardian king also shouted. Said that there is some cause and effect between himself and Daoyi Holy Land, although he didn't know who it was, he didn't dare to neglect it.

Over the years, the ancient races walking outside have gradually made clear to Beidou the bloody hierarchy of the ancient clans, the highest is the ancient royal family, followed by the ten strongest royal families, and then the ten fierce clans and so on.

The Huntian Clan, one of the ten most powerful royal families in ancient times, is different from the so-called ten fierce clans who have gained a reputation for being cruel and surly.

"Oh?" Si Xuan was hidden in the deep starry sky, unable to see his face clearly, but he just let out a provocative oh, not afraid, but with a hint of sarcasm.

"Ask again! Who are you? Do you really want to be my enemy? Be an enemy of the ancient race?" The voice of the sage Qi'a has become distorted and ferocious. This is the secret method of their Hunting Clan. Chaotic and earth-shattering, it had a great reputation in ancient times.

"Heh heh heh!" A series of indifferent laughter responded to him, the starry sky domain slowly dissipated, and the thousands of stars in it also gathered for the first time, turning into a holy umbrella.

Si Xuan showed his true face, standing there with a holy umbrella, like a tyrant overlooking all living beings in the rain curtain of the avenue, and said plainly: "An enemy of the ancient ten thousand races? What are you? Dragon's Nest? Or do you want to represent Shencanling and Fighting Saint Ape?"

"You! Human prince!" Seeing clearly the appearance of the figure holding the umbrella, the big hand that the saint of the Huntian clan was about to poke out was stopped by him, and he only took half a breath to recognize the identity of the other party .

Prince Taiyin!
Below his guards, the eight younger generations of the Huntian Clan who were not yet in the realm of saints also showed extremely shocked expressions. The vigorous woman like a wild leopard even took out a portrait and compared it seriously with Si Xuan standing in the sky.

"What? Don't you dare to do it? Didn't you just say that this sacred place will be evacuated within five years? I'm going to stand for them now, do you dare to accept it?" Si Xuan lightly tossed the Xingluo Holy Umbrella It turned into a starry sky again, enveloping him and the ancestor of the Huntian Clan in it.

"The supreme prince, I respect your father for protecting thousands of peoples during the turmoil in the past, but you haven't become a saint yet, right? Do you really want to dip into this muddy water?"

The face of Qi'a, the saint of the Huntian Clan, was twitching. His majestic saint-level ancestor king was actually overwhelmed by a Dacheng king who was close to a half-holy one. Crushed!
It is said that princes can shake saints when they are not sanctified, Qi'a did not dare to doubt this, and he did not dare to threaten Si Xuan like he threatened ordinary people.

"boom!"

Si Xuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he stretched out his hands, and the endless starlight holy power gathered into a blue-gold rune, and then merged with the black sun-like fist, and fell down with an irresistible force.

"Roar!"

Qi'a, the ancestor king of the Huntian Clan, let out a loud roar, feeling that the power contained in that punch could definitely threaten his life, so he didn't hesitate any longer. Fist bump!

"rumble!"

On the other hand, under the layers of air waves from the collision of the two saint-level combat powers, the powerful kings of the Huntian clan who followed only felt the primordial spirit buzzing. Even with the protection of a small amount of holy power from their own saints, Also suffered a lot of minor injuries.

"The prince of the human race who hasn't done much for more than ten years has finally become active!" A sage secret treasure appeared in the hands of the wild queen who was as strong as a cheetah, protecting her clansmen in the center. She stared at the two figures in the sky, her voice trembling slightly .

"The heir of the original human emperor in the early days of the ancient times is much older than us..." Beside her, another strong statue of Dacheng King whispered, looking at Si Xuan with shocking eyes.

"According to the news from the Huolin Cave, he can fight against a saint without obtaining the fruit of the saint's path. Obviously, he has far exceeded the limit of a king." The woman looked at Si Xuan, who was crazily colliding with King Qi Azu, and looked at him. Time does not know what to say!
"Dao Tribulation!"

In the field of the starry sky, Si Xuan roared loudly, and the endless starlight turned into a series of pitch-black thunderbolts, striking at the saint of the Huntian clan wearing the chaotic holy armor!
He felt it, the saint was on the fourth floor of the saint, and the battle armor on his body was actually made of chaos stone. This figure is far inferior to the chaos stone spirit, but it is also a good material for casting holy soldiers!

Si Xuan had previously killed a fire demon Bi Fang who was at the same level as him in the starry sky near the Eternal Star Field, but that Bi Fang hadn't activated his spiritual intelligence, but relied on his strong fighting instinct to fight, and there was no holy soldier. King Azu was far behind.

But Si Xuan is no longer what it used to be. The Xingluo Holy Umbrella in his hand is regarded as the top weapon among saints. Participants did not feel particularly strenuous in the battle.

"Ugh! Shifang bastard!"

The saint named Qi'a roared again, the natal battle armor on his body emitted a gray brilliance, and ten chaotic tiankengs emerged behind him, like real black holes, trying to swallow all the thunder of the lunar calamity !
Sixuan had a holy umbrella that looked like a starry sky above Si Xuan's head, and it seemed that a Dao Tribulation rune appeared in each starlight. They blended with each other, making the supreme tribulation thunder transformed by the holy power of the sun even more brilliant!
And the ten chaotic holes are like ten huge millstones in the sky, rumbling in the starry sky, trying to obliterate the starry sky and reshape the universe.

"Boom!"

In the sky, the divine thunder and the millstone formed by the intertwining of two terrifying holy powers wiped out each other. These two are supreme dharmas, which have inspired thousands of principles and evolved the world.

"cough!"

Suddenly, two coughing sounds came from the sky at the same time, and Si Xuan and Azu King Naqi flew upside down at the same time. The Taiyin Tribulation Thunder and the ten chaotic holes behind them all burst, turning into bits of brilliance and falling on the sky.

"Cough cough! Saint Fourth Heaven, you are very strong, much stronger than the same level of holy beasts in the starry sky, you are worthy of being one of the ten strongest royal families." Si Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, showing a deep smile on his face , commented.

"Your combat power is also very good, and your umbrella is also very good, why don't you stop here? I can compensate this group of friends of the human race with some gifts..." Qi'a didn't want to fight anymore, he could see Sixuan still has cards in his cards, even though he himself has one, but it's likely that he won't be able to win against Sixuan.

The patriarch of the fourth heaven of saints can't beat the son of the ancient emperor who holds the weapons of saints. In any case, he and the Huntian clan behind him will be ashamed, and they will become stepping stones on the road of the other party's success. He doesn't want to continue .

"Stop talking nonsense!" Before he finished speaking, Qi'a's words were interrupted coldly by Si Xuan, "If I say I will beat you hard, I will definitely beat you hard!"

"all!"

He whispered and stepped forward, a faint white light emerged from his body, and quickly clung to every part of Si Xuan's body!
"brush!"

Xingzimi activated, Si Xuan instantly disappeared in place at ten times the speed, and when he reappeared, he was less than a foot away from King Qi Azu, and his fist was already attached to his face!
(End of this chapter)