Chapter 691

Boom!

The sky roared violently and vibrated wildly, like a star exploding in the field. The scalp numbing ripples swept rampantly, causing too terrible prestige.

In the void, zhenhun bridge is like an ancient magic mountain, emitting vast and terrible supreme authority. Countless spiritual marks are engraved on the dark and cold bridge, and several of them are extremely frightening. Even if the endless years have passed, there is a looming supreme authority.

For the black stone bridge that appeared out of thin air, everyone in the field was deeply shocked and shocked, because under the suppression of this strange stone bridge, the complete virtual shadow of the sage was like a clay sculpture, which could be seen by the naked eye.

This scene was so terrible that it completely exceeded everyone's thoughts. You should know that it was not an ordinary incarnation outside the body, but a real virtual shadow of a saint. Even if it was not the real body, it could not be shaken by the practitioners of celestial phenomena.

But at the moment, the ghost of a saint who used to be like a God at the bottom of everyone's heart collapsed under the strange black stone bridge, which was completely beyond everyone's thoughts.

Of course, the most unacceptable thing to say in the field must be the Zihua Holy Son. As a saint's blood, he can be said to be the most clear that the power of his ancestors is a truly supreme terrorist existence. Even if it is not the real arrival, it is just the power inherited in the blood, which should not be able to compete with the practitioners in the same environment.

"What is this stone bridge... It's impossible!!"

The son of Zihua looked ferocious and looked like a madman. With the collapse of the saint's virtual shadow, his whole body was like a waterfall, and his face was more pale than ever before.

Obviously, burning their own blood calls out the virtual shadow of saints. Although the power is terrible, the reverse bite is unimaginable.

"Break it for me!"

On the other side, Ye Hao's face was also slightly white and had a great load, but he still clenched his teeth, urged the zhenhun bridge to the extreme, and tried his best to suppress the omniscient virtual shadow.

However, any creature with a holy word is too terrible. Even if it is not the real body, it is only the power in the blood inheritance is activated, condensing a virtual shadow, which still causes great oppression to Ye Hao, and there is an extremely strong life and death crisis all over his body.

At that moment, Ye Hao had planned to do everything to urge the ash bead and expose his biggest cards. But at the last moment, the zhenhun bridge he kept in the sea of his life suddenly vibrated and had an unprecedented strong reaction. It seemed that he had a natural restraining effect on the virtual shadow of the sage. Fortunately, he also urged the zhenhun bridge with an attempt attitude, But the results seem surprisingly good.

"Zhenhun, zhenhun... I see."

Ye Hao's internal strength was continuously vented. At the same time, if he realized something in his heart, after he got the zhenhun bridge in the ruins of Yao huangzong, he kept this incomplete imperial soldier in the life sea. Until today, he showed the real power of Jidao imperial soldiers.

Obviously, the nine imperial soldiers of xuanhuang ancient emperor in those years must be supplemented by xuanhuang jiuzhuantiangong to integrate the imperial soldiers with the Taoist soul similar to the spirit, so as to give full play to their real power.

"It seems that the blood force you rely on is not as powerful as you think."

After the heart thought electricity turned, Ye Hao couldn't help laughing, urged zhenhun bridge to suppress it, and directly collapsed the saint's virtual shadow.

Pooh!

At the moment of the collapse of the saint's virtual shadow, the son of Zihua uncontrollably spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his whole body breath was more depressed than ever.

"The son of God is invincible. How could he..."

The dejected murmur of Zihua Shengzi was full of unwilling and dazed. In any case, he could not imagine that he would be defeated by the aborigines of a wild world, and he was still burning his own blood.

Ye Hao ignored this, let alone the slightest softness. His body directly turned into a streamer and rushed out. The bright and huge fist seal was like a meteor falling, which directly blasted the Zihua Holy Son into the stratum.

Boom!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the smoke and dust filled the sky. The purple son of Zihua roared angrily, and the vast and majestic purple Qi gathered again, but his momentum was much worse than before. Rao did everything he could and used all means, but he still kept flying backwards in bursts of hard shaking and roaring. Finally, he fell soft in the dust, and his purple eyes were full of unwilling and gloomy.

He failed.

And it failed completely.

Even their most proud physique and blood are suppressed in all aspects in the whole face-to-face confrontation.

"There is no invincible blood. Only when you are strong, you are truly invincible."

In the smoke and dust, Ye Hao's face was also slightly white, but his body was like a javelin. He stood straight in the field and looked indifferent at the purple son.

Although he won this war, he was not proud at all. The overseas Saint son really had a confident foundation. If it were not for the miracle of zhenhun bridge, he might have to use the last resort of grey bead to completely suppress Zihua Saint son.

Of course, although Ye Hao's heart didn't fluctuate much, for a group of foreign Tianjiao in the distance, it was like being bombarded by millions of immortal thunder, and his mind suffered an unprecedented impact. Everyone looked dull and at a loss. Even his breath stopped unconsciously. Looking at the calm battlefield, he seemed unable to accept the immediate results.

The well-known saint and son level demon in the depths of the star sea was defeated?

And lost to an unknown aborigine in a wild world?

No one is willing to believe this fact. They are all staring at the front, their minds roaring and looking at an unprecedented loss. This result is really superior to people's thoughts, so that they can't even be shocked.

You know, Zihua Holy Son is not only a saint's blood, but also has the legendary Hongmeng purple gas, but it is these heavenly characters who have been defeated by the aborigines of a wild world.

Boom!

After a long silence, the dark crowd finally burst into a shocking uproar. A thick shock and horror appeared on every foreign Tianjiao's face. His eyes were more like a ghost. He stared at the straight and proud figure in the field, full of unspeakable fear and fear.

At this moment, don't talk about the extraterritorial Tianjiao. Even Lu Guan, who knows Ye Hao's identity, is full of disbelief and horror.

Although he knew that the youth had killed the Supreme Master, it was with the help of external forces after all.

Even if he knows that the young man has the strength comparable to that of his senior brother Shenxiu, he is still comparable. Which is stronger or weaker is still unknown.

The strength of the overseas saints is no doubt not weaker than the peerless demons of their heaven and earth, but at present, such arrogant figures are completely suppressed by teenagers.

You know, in today's world, no one has ever defeated the foreign son.

The young man can definitely be called the first person in Taichu.