Chapter 2060: Qiao Yanyuan Fights Against the Three Great Ancestors (1/86)

Chapter 2064 Qiao Yanyuan fights the three ancestors

As soon as he said this, the whole temple suddenly fell silent, and the several great saints under the Holy King fell silent at the same time.

Lay down eyes?

What does this mean?

Does it mean that the entire Holy Clan is now under surveillance?

Although Qiao Yanyuan did not say who was the person who laid eyes on the Holy Clan, as the leader of the Holy Clan, the Holy King still clearly remembered the pair of dead fish eyes that made him unforgettable.

How could this be possible...

From the Earth to the Holy Clan's Temple, it is such a long distance. No matter how powerful the other party is, it is impossible to monitor them silently for so long.

On the Holy Star, especially near the Holy Temple with the Holy King as the core, the eight great saints under his seat are all tough characters. They know all the slightest movement on the Holy Star.

Even though he didn't have the omniscience and omnipotence of the Tomb God after he inherited the Sothoth tradition, the Holy Star was his home after all. It was a bit unreasonable that he didn't even notice that someone had installed surveillance cameras in his home.

The most important thing was that the eight saints didn't even react to this matter, which was outrageous.

Now, Qiao Yanyuan personally came to visit and directly exposed this matter. On the surface, it seemed to be a kind reminder from the alliance party, but in fact, his words directly made the eight saints in the field feel cold and sweaty.

"From what Mr. Qiao said, our Saint Clan has been under surveillance. I have to remind Mr. Qiao that this is the Saint Clan."

The same Saint Venerable as before stepped forward, holding a scepter, and faced Qiao Yanyuan: "The safety of the Holy Star, all the disturbances, are guarded by the eight of us, and no one can act rashly. Even if that Wang has great magical powers and has planted surveillance on us, it is impossible for the eight of us to have no reaction to this matter."

He said this, sounding old-fashioned, but in fact he did not have much confidence.

The Saint Clan had experienced Wang Ling's methods, otherwise they would not have chosen to form an alliance with Bai Zhe.

So whether the Holy Star was under surveillance or not, the eight Saint Venerables themselves had no idea.

Qiao Yanyuan's visit this time directly revealed this matter, which not only slapped the faces of the eight Saint Venerables, but also made the Holy King lose face.

This matter, the Saint Venerable spoke up, in fact, was also hinting to Qiao Yanyuan not to continue to expose this matter.

Who would have thought that this dragon descendant who had only relied on his soul to get here would not give him any face at all.

With a "sneer", this seemingly contemptuous laugh echoed directly throughout the temple, breaking the silence of the entire temple.

"So I said that the Saint of the Saint Clan is just like this. The strong are respected in the universe, and only the strong are needed. There is no need for the trash who rely on their qualifications and seniority." Qiao Yanyuan said this, with full contempt in his eyes. He glanced at the Saint who took the initiative to stand up. The white robe on his body was written with the Saint Clan's characters. Qiao Yanyuan had learned the Saint Clan's characters and knew that it actually represented the number "eight".

"Who do you say is a waste." The voice of the eighth Saint immediately turned cold.

"Sorry, I'm not targeting you." Qiao Yanyuan put his hands behind his back, not taking everyone seriously at all: "I mean, all the saints present here are trash."

"You are a separated soul, and you want to make trouble in my Saint Clan Hall!" The saints were furious when they heard this, and they were so angry that they trembled all over. Perhaps they were indeed guilty of negligence in this matter, but Qiao Yanyuan's faceless exposure and provocation made them unbearable.

"Old Eight, you step back, let us teach him a lesson!" Before the eighth saint took action, Qiao Yanyuan saw the three saints in the field, number five, six, and seven, moving together, casting spells to suppress him.

The spiritual power attributes of these three people are similar, and they seem to be triplets. Therefore, when they act together, the spiritual power on their bodies will resonate, making the power double again on the original basis.

"Interesting, since you don't want to admit that you are trash, you three brothers actually join forces to attack me, a soul?" Qiao Yanyuan laughed even louder, almost mocking without thinking. His original intention of coming here this time was not to provoke a war, but to give a kind reminder. Unexpectedly, these rubbish would not reflect on themselves at all, but instead transferred their anger to themselves to try to divert attention.

Sure enough, the essence of all living things in the world is the same, and they will never easily admit their mistakes. This makes Qiao Yanyuan very disappointed. He is not afraid of god-like opponents, but teammates like pigs.

Even if the Saint Clan is now an ally, this arrogant and unreflective attitude really makes Qiao Yanyuan feel disgusted.

At this moment, the five, six, and seven brothers joined forces to suppress, and the huge spiritual power seas of the three human ancestors converged together, forming a giant clamp that pressed Qiao Yanyuan, trying to clamp him directly and cut him off.

"Bang!"

Qiao Yanyuan did not dodge or avoid, but only snapped his fingers, and a spiritual power barrier immediately opened on his body, directly taking on the attack of the giant clamp.

On the throne of the temple, the Holy King saw everything.

This Qiao Yanyuan's weirdness was beyond his imagination.

He was much more terrifying than Jingze and Yan. With only a simple spiritual barrier, he managed to resist the attack of three human realms. So, as a dragon descendant, what realm is he in now?

It was a taboo to attack directly in the temple, unless the Saint King acquiesced in this matter.

The Eight Saints' minds were like mirrors. Although they really wanted to divert the conflict, the Holy King's acquiescence also wanted to use their hands to explore the reality of Qiao Yanyuan.

Because not long ago, the Saints heard the secret about Qiao Yanyuan. It was reported that this person was the strongest dragon descendant currently under Bai Zhe's command, and he was a trump card that could be called a secret weapon.

Now this debut, although it is a direct fight, it can also confirm some rumors.

At this moment, the three saints joined forces to suppress, and Qiao Yanyuan easily withstood the pressure. He did not even show off his dragon-born ability, nor even used his dragon-born magical weapon. He only relied on the most basic combat skills. The effect was achieved with ease.

boom!

The spiritual energy barrier on his body was so thick that even the giant pincers of the three human ancestors could not crush the barrier. Under such a thorough defense, Qiao Yanyuan also started to fight back.

He was merciless and looked like a ghost. He carried the No. 6 Saint in the middle and started to break the formation. He grabbed the man's robe and smashed it onto the cold and hard ground of the temple.

The ground of the entire temple collapsed and trembled violently. Countless gold powder scattered on the high ceiling of the temple with the shock.

Qiao Yanyuan's speed and strength are extraordinary.

Without any modification, just physical combat, such a violent aesthetic is perfectly interpreted.

And this is the scariest thing about him.

Such a mysterious dragonborn is already so tyrannical even before he reveals his trump card. If he were to take it seriously, it would be terrifying... Besides, this is just a soul!

"Stop it."

So at this moment, the Holy King, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

He was originally testing Qiao Yanyuan, not wanting the war to continue to expand, otherwise his entire temple would have to be renovated.

However, Qiao Yanyuan's dominance was still beyond his imagination.

"call out!"

He opened the silver dragon wing on his right, slashed out a wing blade, and cut off one of the arms of Holy Lord No. 6. In front of the Holy King, his blood was sprinkled on the temple.