"No! it must not be allowed to reappear!" "Yaki Orochi, who was trembling in fear just now, suddenly roared hysterically.

Immediately, it was like crazy, screaming and screaming, writhing its body, and suddenly all eight mouths opened at the same time, and it was biting towards the Holy Spirit Mark!

"Stop!"

The Ice Emperor was shocked, not that he was worried about what would happen to the Holy Spirit Seal, but that Xiao Ling'er was in that direction! He hurriedly tried to stop it, but it seemed that it was too late.

Just as the eight heads of the great snake had already poked out, and the Ice Emperor's hand had just been raised, a circle of milky white light suddenly spread out from the Holy Spirit imprint, and everywhere the light went, whether it was rocks or grass and trees, everything turned milky white.

The Ice Emperor was shocked to find that he couldn't move, his outstretched hand and raised foot were frozen in mid-air, and only his eyes could still turn. What surprised him even more was that the Yaqi Giant Snake was actually the same as him, obviously a huge snake body that was sprinting frantically, so it maintained a sprinting posture and stood still.

This is...... The Ice Emperor became more and more in awe, and the power of the Holy Spirit was indeed mysterious, and it completely stopped the time and space in this range.

What he didn't know was that this range was still gradually expanding, and the milky white light continued to advance, enveloping the Shadow Pavilion base camp, enveloping the battlefield outside, and enveloping the entire mountain!

On the puppet battlefield outside, a guy in the family alliance finally smashed a puppet, but he didn't pay attention to the puppet behind him, and was knocked to the ground by a hammer, the puppet's arm was raised high, and it was about to be smashed down again, the man closed his eyes in despair, and now he was afraid that the game was going to be over......

However, after closing his eyes and waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the expected heavy blow, and he couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise, only to see that the puppet stone man in front of him maintained the posture of raising his arms, but became a motionless statue.

The man's eyes widened in surprise, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and although he didn't know what was going on, he was fortunate to have a life...... He just wanted to get up, but found that he couldn't move, and then he realized a problem: the surroundings were quiet, not at all like the noisy battlefield before!

He looked around, and found that everyone and the puppet were in the same state of statues, as if someone had pressed the pause button on the movie, and the whole picture was frozen like this.

This man wants to cry without tears, although this is a good thing, at least he didn't die just now, but now my position is too embarrassing, who knows when this abnormal event will end, when will the arm hanging above his head fall down? I still have to keep concentrating all the time, this is too sad, right......

Such situations abound on the battlefield, whether it is a person who is about to succeed or who is about to be killed, now his heart is entangled, what is this!

Among them, the most depressed is Feng Zhuotian, he has achieved an overwhelming advantage against the puppeteer, although he is also the peak of the spirit, the combat power of the puppeteer without the puppet cannot be compared with him at all, and now the puppeteer has been beaten and embarrassed, and he is about to be defeated, but there is such a thing, how can he not be depressed......

The whole mountain fell into complete stillness, silence, even the air froze, everything was stagnant, as if waiting for some historic moment.

Of course, Feng Xiyue didn't know what was happening outside, she was now immersed in a wonderful realm, she seemed to have become a time passerby, coming to the ancient period, witnessing the rise of the first Holy Spirit, his struggle against evil spirits, and finally the Holy Spirit's cleansing of the world.

Then she came to 10,000 years later, and saw a new generation of the Holy Spirit fighting against evil spirits, and then 10,000 years later......

The experience of generations of the Holy Spirit turned in front of her as quickly as the pages of a book, obviously not seeing any specific details, but the general process was already clear in her heart, and she also understood the 10,000-year cycle of the Holy Spirit and evil spirits.

In this way, Feng Xiyue browsed the experience of the seven Holy Spirits saving the world, until the eighth place, and the picture suddenly slowed down.

It was a devastated wasteland, and unlike the usual large battlefields where the Holy Spirit and the Evil Spirit each led millions of men and horses to fight, there were only nine people fighting here, and eight people joined forces to besiege one person!

The besieged man was covered in black smoke, mixed with blood-red strange silk threads, even if there was only one person, he did not fall behind in the slightest. Fengxi Moon secretly thought, this person must be the eighth generation of evil spirits.

Among the other eight, led by a man in white, he is the eighth generation of the Holy Spirit. Due to the fierce battle, Feng Xiyue couldn't see his and the other people's faces clearly, but he could feel that the Holy Spirit and his companions' cultivation was obviously inferior to the evil spirit, but several of them were not afraid of death and cooperated seamlessly, from being pressed and beaten at the beginning, and gradually leveling the situation later.

The whole wasteland was filled with sand and dust, and the sky was dark like the end of the world, and as they fought, the terrain here changed with it, and it was beaten into a hill for a while, razed into a plain for a while, and turned into a basin for a while. The so-called vicissitudes of life in the world are just a matter of a palm in their hands.

Feng Xiyue was thrilling to watch, every sword drawn by these people was a spatial crack, and every punch could shatter a mountain, is this the strength of those people in the Cloud Realm?

Finally, after the man in white and the evil spirit fought fiercely again, the evil spirit showed a flaw, and was hugged by a person who rushed up from behind, and the two people in front and behind immediately bullied up, and pierced the evil spirit's chest at the same time! But they were also hit by the evil spirit's palm at the same time, and both of them spurted blood and flew out upside down.

The demon roared angrily, and kicked the chest of the man who had just hugged him, and was about to retreat, and the man's chest collapsed completely, and he could not fall.

"Fourth!"

The remaining four men roared in grief and indignation, and at the same time they desperately launched an attack on the evil spirit, and the two sides collided violently!

After the collision, the four people also spurted blood and retreated, but due to the successive blows, the evil spirit obviously suffered a lot of losses this time, there was another blood hole in his lower abdomen, and one arm was also cut off, looking very miserable. However, the bloodshot black mist on his body quickly enveloped his wounds, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

Both sides were defeated, and seeing that most of the brothers fell to the ground, the man in white was full of heartache in his eyes, but he still beat his spirit and said in a deep voice: "The eighth generation of evil spirits, now that you are at the end of the crossbow, don't resist stubbornly!"