puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the masked old man's mouth. He raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man, "Saint Realm!"

Saint realm!

Hearing this, Yang Ye's eyes suddenly shrank, the middle-aged man in front of him turned out to be a saint!

A saint!

Yang Ye was naturally a little shocked. This was the first time he saw a living saint!

The middle-aged man did not answer. He looked at the small white palace on the left, "I think this is the tomb of Emperor Xuanyuan. Letting him rest in peace for so many years is a bit advantageous to him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man pointed his finger, and a ray of lightning shot out.

boom!

The small palace burst into pieces and turned into fragments all over the sky.

After the small palace was shattered, a ray of white light slowly floated out from it. In the white light, a shadow of the moon could be seen.

In an instant, a voice came out from it, "The remnant!"

The middle-aged man sneered and raised his hand.

boom!

The white light exploded with a bang.

After shattering the white light, the middle-aged man turned around and left.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, there was an angry shout in the distant sky, and then, a giant hand cut through the clouds in the sky and came out, and the giant hand directly grabbed the middle-aged man.

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Seeing this scene, Yang Ye's expression changed, and he quickly took Ji Yue's figure and retreated several thousand feet away!

In the distance, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, he raised his hand and punched out.

boom!

The power of the punch caused the giant hand on the sky to shatter into pieces.

At this time, a white-haired old man appeared in the sky, with a faint white light emitting around him!

saint!

Another saint!

Two saints appear!

In the void of the sky, the white-haired old man stared at the middle-aged man, "You are not a saint from my human race, nor a saint from my heavenly race. Who are you, and why did you come to destroy the tombs of my ancestors of the Xuanyuan family!"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "What's the point of talking about this? Let's fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man rose into the sky, and at this moment, deep in the sky, a voice suddenly sounded, "You two, this is my territory!"

As this voice sounded, a powerful pressure suddenly poured down from the sky.

boom!

As an explosion sounded, the whole world fell silent.

Then, in the eyes of Yang Ye and Ji Yue, an old man wearing a linen robe slowly came from a distance.

saint!

Another saint!

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Chapter completed!