Chapter 687

How detached the saint and son level demons are. This is the real blood of saints. Although they have not really grown up, they have also begun to show their edge with a little sage charm. This is the power from blood, which ordinary people can't compare with.

It is for this reason that even in the depths of the vast star sea, the saint and son level demons are well deserved heroes, and few people can compare with them.

As long as these characters do not die prematurely, they are destined to become a overlord when they grow up. Even some amazing people can continue the glory of ancestral blood and prove the fruit position of saints.

The son of God can be said to be synonymous with invincibility. In addition to the same saint's blood, he can absolutely look up and push his peers.

At present, an Aboriginal monk in the wild world, facing the legendary blood of saints, not only did not avoid the edge, but dared to take the initiative, which made a lot of foreign Tianjiao sneer in the distance.

They admit that teenagers are really strong, much more than they originally expected, but even so, they can never be compared with the saint and son level demons.

"Hehe, this native is really unexpected, but he's dead!"

"I can't blame him. He grew up in this wild world. His vision is limited. He doesn't know how terrible the saint and son demons are!"

"It's not in vain for us to come here specially to see this Aboriginal Tianjiao killed with our own eyes."

……

In the mockery and sneer of the people in the distance, the same cold light flickered in Zihua's Holy Son's eyes. With the color of banter, the vast Hongmeng purple gas surged and rolled. It was like a tsunami, shattering the void and collapsing the sky. The scene was very terrible.

"Pathetic frog at the bottom of the well, today I'll let you know that the blood of saints can't be provoked by indigenous ants like you!"

The son of Zihua sneered, his strength surged in his body, his luxurious purple robe made a sound when hunting, and his long purple hair moved without wind, sending out crystal light. He was really like the son of God, and the vision was amazing.

"Kill!"

Ye Hao didn't flinch at all. He turned into a flash of light in his cold drink. In a flash, he crossed the sky and appeared in front of Zihua's son. When his blood was running in his body, he blew out his fist.

Boom!

The fist print was bright, like a meteor, which made everyone's hearts jump in the distance. However, Zihua Shengzi flashed in his eyes and did not dodge.

Bang!

The void seemed to blow a thunder out of thin air. The invisible terrorist ripples centered on the two people spread like a raging wave, making the void space roar madly, and dense black cracks appeared, shocking.

WOW!

The violent power storm surged, and the two people shook without any fancy, like two meteors crashing into each other, resulting in a shocking explosion. Immediately, in this terrible force, Ye Hao and Zihua Shengzi seemed to be bombarded by unimaginable forces, and their bodies retreated uncontrollably. Even the void was plowed out of two dark and terrible cracks. The scene was extremely frightening.

One face to face, tit for tat, equal share.

This result made Zihua Shengzi's face suddenly gloomy, and his eyes could not help but show a dignified color. As for the people in the distance, they were more like being bombarded by thunder. They were stiff in place, and their faces were full of disbelief and horror. It seemed that they could not believe this result at all.

"Unexpectedly beat back the Zihua Holy Son..."

"How is this possible!"

"This Aboriginal... Can compete with the son of Zihua?"

……

All the foreign Tianjiao were shocked by Qi and burst into an uproar. There was an indelible horror in their voice. They thought that although the young man's strength was amazing, if they were against the saint and son level demons, they would fall in the wind without any suspense.

But the result of the previous confrontation was completely unexpected. Even the real sage's blood, Zihua Shengzi, could not suppress the former in the frontal confrontation.

Although the autumn is equally divided, it is completely beyond expectations in the eyes of many foreign Tianjiao and Zihua holy sons.

"The saint's blood, the saint's son level demon, blows so loud, and his strength is not very good."

Ye Hao shook his fist and raised his eyebrows indifferently. However, although he said so, his heart was also quite dignified and did not underestimate the former.

Everyone in the distance opened their mouths to the young man's ridicule, but they didn't know how to refute it. After all, Zihua Shengzi didn't have the upper hand in the recent confrontation.

"Hum, I admit that I underestimate you. You are really proud to be invincible with Ben Shengzi." Zihua Shengzi drank coldly and his eyes flashed coldly, "but aborigines are aborigines. Just sharing the autumn will make you proud, frog at the bottom of the well."

Boom!

When the voice fell, the Zihua Holy Son seemed to have a heavy thunder echo in his body, a more terrible breath rose and burst from his body, and a wisp of dark purple divine awn rushed out of his spirit, curled around his body, with spirit, like a purple dragon, which was very strange.

"Is it Hongmeng purple gas?!"

"Hiss, the rumor is true, and Zihua Shengzi is really a special physique!"

"The blood of the sage, coupled with his special physique, the future achievements of Zihua Shengzi are doomed to be unimaginable!"

……

At the moment when the purple divine awn appeared, a group of foreign Tianjiao in the distance burst into an uproar one after another, and a strong shock and envy appeared. Even Ye Hao couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and his heart was even more dignified.

"Special physique? Is there such a saying in the depths of the star sea?"

Staring at the purple divine awn, Ye Hao felt a trace of danger at the bottom of his heart and didn't dare to be careless.

"Hongmeng purple gas... This constitution seems to have appeared only in ancient times."

Ye Hao was so dignified that he couldn't help recalling an ancient book he saw in Jixia school palace. It happened to record Hongmeng purple gas. There were only a few sentences, but it explained that such physique was almost invincible. As long as he grew up, he could be invincible all his life.

In ancient times, the strong man with Hongmeng purple gas once perfected his physique and was invincible for a period of time, but the time was not long. The strong man disappeared mysteriously for some reason and has become a pending case so far.

Ye Hao didn't expect that the overseas Holy Son from the depths of the Xinghai would have such invincible physique, but he didn't have much fear, but he had some expectations in his heart.

Hongmeng purple gas is known as invincible, but climbing the Dragon tripole is also invincible!

"I didn't expect to see Hongmeng purple gas in the world." Ye Hao sighed with emotion, and the power in his body slowly runs. "But it's good. After all, if you're too weak, I really can't let go."

Boom!

The words fell, and Ye Hao's body seemed to explode with thunder. The whole world roared violently at the moment. A vast rage, with the terrible blood of supreme oppression, rushed up into the sky from his body and shook the sky.

"How is that possible?!"
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