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This is the core of the Holy Spirit Realm, and a power that surpasses the Holy Qi is extremely strong.

Getting along with each other here buried the source of an ancient saint, and it is also the last place where countless celestial pride gathered.

Lu Feng didn't know how powerful the Ancient Saint Source was, but over the years, the magical effect of the Holy Spirit Pool had attracted countless Tianjiao to frantically compete for it, and he could get a glimpse of it.

The Holy Spirit Mountain in front of him was shrouded in a thick white mist, straight as a knife, extremely steep, inserted into the clouds, and it was difficult to detect the height of this mountain.

At this time, as the Holy Spirit Realm entered the final battle, all kinds of whistling rainbow lights continued to break out of the sky from the nine major passages and fall under the foot of the mountain.

The sky here is also extremely blue, and the sun seems to never fall, reflecting colorful rainbows everywhere.

However, if you want to really climb this Holy Spirit Mountain, you still need to wait for the disappearance of the nine passages.

At that time, it will be the most tragic time.

It's just that the Holy Spirit Mountain is not calm now, and there are many strong people in that vast area, and since the Holy Spirit Seal has not yet been raised to purple, the gloomy gaze also hits the idea of others.

Therefore, along with this greed, at the foot of this Holy Spirit Mountain, countless bloody battles soon broke out.

"Give me your luck and spare you from dying!"

"Bastard, even if you throw this luck to someone else, you won't give it to you. ”

"No, the luck is mine!"

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Such angry scolding became extremely common at this time, after all, they had all come to this last step, and no one wanted to miss the opportunity of the Holy Spirit Pool.

And on the other side of the mountain, it is here that the most eyes are gathered.

The dense figures were mixed together, if it weren't for the extremely stable space here, I am afraid that it would have been a fluctuation that destroyed the world.

"This Purple Ice Dynasty must not let one person go up to this Holy Spirit Mountain this time, according to the instructions of the Imperial Dynasty, it must all be destroyed here. ”

In the corner of the Holy Spirit Mountain, more than a dozen powerful and incomparable figures gathered together, exuding an incomparably fierce aura all over their bodies.

Each of them has the strength of the first fifty of the Holy Spirit Tablet.

It was the emperor Mu Tianyun who was carrying a long lance on his shoulder, and at this moment, his face was indifferent, staring at the figures belonging to the Purple Ice Dynasty in the battle group.

Now that it has been in a stalemate with the Purple Ice Dynasty for decades, the two sides have fallen to an unknown number of strong people, and they have long forged a blood feud that is difficult to wash.

Therefore, these bitter hatreds have been deeply rooted in the bones, and whenever they meet, there will be no nonsense, only tragic battles.

The Tianjiao from the Purple Ice Dynasty in the battle group is afraid that there will be a lot of Nine Transformations or Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses in the future.

If it could be completely wiped out here today, even the Purple Ice Dynasty would feel extremely distressed.

"If this happens, this will be a great achievement, and His Royal Highness the Emperor will receive more support in the imperial court in the future. ”

Beside Mu Tianyun, there stood a man with silver hair and an extremely handsome face.

It's just that the angle between his eyebrows makes him look extremely gloomy at a glance.

Mu Tianyun nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Eighteen emperors, my talent is only ranked fourth, fortunately, only I meet the requirements in the Holy Spirit Realm this time, and this opportunity has fallen on my head." ”

"If you want that old guy to take it seriously, you have to do something big enough to stir up. ”

The eighteen emperors also represent the eighteen factions.

The fighting between each faction is also very strong, after all, they all have a glimmer of hope for sanctification in the future.

And if you want to have a greater chance of sanctification, there is no doubt that the person who is most valued will be given adequate resources.

The silver-haired man smiled and said, "The Purple Ice Dynasty has a strong foundation, and it was only one day a few years ago that it took control of the Purple Lotus Purple Lotus, which was left by the Purple Lotus Holy Ancestor, and in the future, it will become a great change for the Imperial Dynasty to invade and occupy the Purple Ice Prefecture." ”

"Those things annoyed those saints of the Imperial Dynasty, if it weren't for the fear of the Purple Lotus Holy Ancestor and the Ice Ancestor's backhand, the Emperor would have done it himself. ”

Mu Tianyun didn't care.

"Recently, the guy named Lu Feng danced quite happily, and the people sent by the Imperial Dynasty were all lost in his hands. The silver-haired man said.

"Jumping clown, a humble reptile, if you dare to stand in front of me, you can wipe it out with a slap, the only thing that makes me jealous is the purple flying. ”

His gaze looked to the other side, a powerful man.

Zi Feiyang, the son of the Emperor of the Purple Ice Dynasty.

He was wearing a purple brocade robe, with a purple lotus on his chest, his purple hair was flying, and his face was not handsome, but it looked extremely sunny.

"If it goes on like this, it's not good for my Purple Ice Dynasty. Beside Zi Feiyang, someone was worried.

Looking at the thousand-person battle group like a meat grinder, Zi Feiyang's eyes were as cold as knives, "I know, but if I make a move, then Mu Tianyun will definitely make a move." ”

"Emperor Mu Xing, damn it!"

Several people around Zi Feiyang shouted angrily.

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At this time, on the other side of the Holy Spirit Mountain, there was a team that looked extremely leisurely.

"When the fight started, I had long expected that when the people of the Purple Ice Dynasty and the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty met, they would fight to the death. ”

Liu Mu frowned, the bloodshed of the battle group made him faintly frightened.

Zhu Huo'er nodded slightly, and said: "That Mu Tianyun is also extremely cunning, he doesn't do it himself, and uses all kinds of treasures to lure people from other forces to work for him, which is really despicable." ”

Zhu Huo'er acts above board, and dislikes this kind of trick the most.

"It will be a simple role to be able to become the emperor, even if those people die more, they will only lose some treasures, and it will not affect his Mu Tianyun's chances of competing for the Holy Spirit Pool. ”

Beside Liu Mu, a cold man dressed in black said.

This is a kind of yang conspiracy, after all, not everyone can have a purple spirit seal.

Since they all have to fight, it is the same to help the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty to destroy the Purple Ice Dynasty.

"Oh, you piece of wood, and when you speak. Liu Mu smiled and said, "If it were me, I would have done the same, but that Tianfu Prefecture was extremely unlucky and was involved in this kind of battle." ”

"Tianfu Prefecture is not bad for thousands of years, but it has declined for thousands of years, not to mention the competition for the Holy Spirit Pool this time, it is worrying that a few can survive. ”

The cold man looked at the battle end and said lightly.

"However, that honorary elder Lu Feng has not been able to see him until now. ”

While Liu Mu said, he looked back at the people in Dongxuan Mansion and said, "One hundred Holy Spirit Pools, this time I will occupy twenty in Dongxuan Mansion." ”

This is the confidence of Dongxuan Mansion, and the opening is one-fifth of the Holy Spirit Pool.

And when everyone answered in unison, Liu Mu's eyes looked at the top of the Holy Spirit Mountain, and the Holy Spirit Pool refracted the colorful light, which was his ultimate goal.

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The bloody battle was staged at the foot of the mountain.

Violent energy ripples raged all around, and countless figures scrambled together.

The Tianfu Prefecture team that came here now has about fifty people, and they are gathered together.

At the beginning of the war, they didn't want to participate, but they were forcibly pulled into the battle group by the people of the Wood Sacred Palace with their team.

And in this kind of battle, even the six strong people have some, which makes them feel deeply powerless.

At this time, the two shadows were close together, the clothes on their bodies were stained with blood at the moment, and there was a tired look on their beautiful faces.

These two are Wu Xingling and Wu Xingxue.

Wu Xingling looked at the nine passages, prayed silently in his heart, and said, "These nine passages will disappear soon, Lu Feng, you must not come." ”