"Isn't that Xuankong going for nothing this time......" Zhan Wufang pretended to be very disappointed.

"Since I'm here, it's also fate. When you meet the Holy Ancestor, you will have a chance to go to the Holy Realm and pick out a treasure that you like. Today you have gone to the Holy Mountain, although you have not seen the Holy Ancestor, but this opportunity will still be given to you, you come with me......" Mo Fei couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw Zhan Wu's lifeless appearance, as if he understood Zhan Wulife's thoughts.

"Thank you Mo Zu!" Zhan Wuxuan was overjoyed in his heart, he was worried at first that when he met the Holy Ancestor, Mo would find out his identity. I don't want the Holy Ancestor to be still in retreat, although Mo Zu is much stronger than the Lord of the Dark Thorn, he is obviously still the main god cultivator, and he didn't see his identity, but it saved him a lot of heart.

If you can take out the remnant soul of Xuan Ji in the Holy Realm, things will be much easier.

......

The so-called Holy Realm surprised Zhan Wusheng, because what he saw was not a palace, but a platform on the top of the mountain, a huge chessboard, and some scattered chess pieces were distributed in between.

Mo Fei entered the chessboard with his lifelessness, and then waved his hand, several chess pieces moved slightly, and there was a roar, as if the earth began to collapse under his feet, and it spun rapidly in all directions, and the sky was instantly filled with thick fog. When the mist enveloped him, he felt himself fall on a starry sky, and in the starry sky, countless stars and dots of light floated, like a little firefly.

"This is the Holy Realm?" Zhan Wufang looked shocked, this space was like his sea of qi starry sky, but under this starry sky, all the sparkling brilliance was not real stars, but rare treasures.

"Little one, choose your own chance, remember, you only have one chance, you can only pick one thing!" Mo Fei's voice came slowly, revealing joy.

"Thank you Mo Zu!" Zhan Wusheng saluted the void again, but quickly frowned, so many treasures, how could he find Xuan Ji's soul?

The Holy Realm is the largest treasure house in the Mo Tian Divine Domain, and it has its own rules, as long as one of the light clusters has been opened, the other light clusters cannot be opened again, even if it is a strong person of the main god level, unless there are enough points to open another light group in this holy realm, but the points are not so easy to obtain, and the points that can enter the holy realm must at least contribute a Dao level treasure to the holy mountain.

Naturally, Zhan Wufu will not send Dao weapons to the Holy Mountain, this kind of thing is already rare, and now the God Realm has long been unable to refine Dao weapons, the rules of heaven and earth are not complete, and the Dao Dao rhyme is not enough to support the formation of a Dao weapon, all of which are left over from the ancient times, or they are born to raise naturally formed treasures, even if there are few incomplete Dao weapons, who will exchange Dao weapons for the treasures of the Holy Realm.

"The spiritual energy fluctuations here are too weak!" The Divine Consciousness swept across the surrounding starry sky, feeling the divine energy fluctuations in the clusters of light, feeling that although these things were not bad, they couldn't enter his eyes, they were at the level of the God King Weapon, and occasionally there was Dao Fruit Divine Gold, which was not a rare thing.

After thinking about it, Zhan Wusheng flew towards the depths of the starry sky, and sure enough, as he expected, the farther he went to the depths of the starry sky, the stronger the divine energy fluctuations in those light clusters became, and the more dazzling the light became. After going deep into the thousands of miles, the aura of the light cluster here was all at the level of the god emperor, and there seemed to be a huge pressure in this starry sky squeezing his body, making it difficult for him to move forward.

"No......" A strange feeling rose in Zhan Wu's heart, I am afraid that this holy realm not only has a limit on the number of treasures taken, but also has a restriction on the rules of this area, if the cultivation is not at a certain level, I am afraid that it will be difficult to enter that starry sky. No wonder that Mo Zu was not worried about taking the best and most important treasure at all, and he was not worried that he could go to the deepest part of the Holy Realm, even if he knew what treasures were in it, he would not be able to reach it.

The divine consciousness of Zhan Wuxian swept through this area, and still did not find those few pure divine souls, the divine aura in this space was already very strong, and he didn't know how many spiritual veins were hidden in the starry sky, however, these were not in the eyes of Zhan Wuxian, he believed that the pure soul must be dressed with special utensils, and it also needs the power of the gods, and even the nourishment of high-level spiritual energy. Therefore, Zhan Wusheng did not hesitate and continued to move towards the depths of the starry sky.

There is only one person in the entire Holy Realm, but he can feel many divine soul fluctuations, which are very weak, but these are only the faint fluctuations of the instrument spirits of those sealed artifacts, and even some of the instrument spirits can send thoughts to him, hoping to be taken out of this space by him, but for those who are quite wise, Zhan Wusheng does not care.

After all, his real purpose is the divine soul of Xuan Ji, and he has a lot of weapons in his hands.

The "Holy River ......" flew tens of thousands of miles into the depths of the starry sky, and Zhan Wudi found that a brilliant light appeared in the starry sky in front of him, floating in the void like a river, and a holy and pure source power spread out in all directions. It is the holy river of the Motian Divine Domain that Wu Xingyun said in his mouth. Only in the holy river can the purest soul be nurtured.

Originally, he was worried in his heart, and he didn't know if Wu Xingyun's news was accurate, after all, not everyone in this holy realm could enter, and it was difficult to say whether Wu Xingyun's news was accurate. Now he has a little more confidence.

"Hum ......" At the moment when the lifeless figure rushed into the holy river, a vast force suddenly rushed towards him, as if thousands of big hands pushed his body backwards at once.

I couldn't help but be stunned, this power was incomparably pure, it turned out to be the power of faith, which seemed to exclude everything that was not pure. The various mixed auras on Zhan Wudi's body made Shenghe very repulsive.

"The power of faith ......" Zhan Wusheng took a deep breath, looking at this holy river like an ocean, in this river flowed like a liquid like thunder water, but it was not a real liquid, but a kind of faith power at rest, he suddenly understood that the holy mountain might have some way to separate the power of those beliefs, those distracting thoughts were eliminated and integrated into the land of red dust, becoming a forbidden place of the holy mountain, while the other part was purified and contained in the holy realm, forming a huge holy river.

Zhan Wufeng suspected that the Holy Spirit Sea that the Mo family had given them back then might have been condensed with the power of this faith, but the purity there was naturally not comparable to the holy river in front of him.

"It's just the power of faith, and it's also blocking me?" A trace of disdain flashed in Zhan Wusheng's eyes, and the pure power of light in the heavenly artifact instantly enveloped him, and the vast power of faith wrapped his body, and Zhan Wuming was like a sphere wrapped in the power of faith.

He threw himself into the holy river again, like a drop of water merging into the sea, the power of rejection was gone, but the infinite power of faith continued to wash away the impure part of the power of faith wrapped outside his body, as if it was constantly tempering the power of faith in his body.

"What pure power!" "Where is Zhan Wusheng polite, he regrets a little that he didn't bring the Sword Realm with him, otherwise it would be good to let the Sword Realm absorb it directly.

However, his Heavenly Artifact is a top-level God King Weapon created with the power of faith, and now the level is already a little low, and now so much pure faith power can definitely make the Heavenly Artifact glow again, and even get a qualitative leap, where will he be polite.

Zhan Wusheng felt that the Heavenly Artifact was a process of removing the false and preserving the true, a trace of impurities were stripped from the Heavenly Artifact, and although the breath of Heaven became weaker, it became more pure. This weakening is only the beginning, when the power of faith in heaven is washed away, becoming pure and less, it actually begins to absorb the pure source power of faith from the holy river to replenish itself.

There are no impurities in the power of faith in the holy river, and naturally there is no resistance, and the container of faith in heaven is even more popular with the pure source power in the holy river, which is the source of endless light. Heaven is constantly transforming in the process of the rapid advance of the Battleless. Zhan Wusheng felt like a fish in this holy river, getting smoother and deeper.

The holy river is very vast, and after the battle has gone thousands of miles, he vaguely feels an extremely familiar aura coming from the side, and that extremely familiar aura makes his mind fluctuate, it is the breath of Xuan Ji. He definitely doesn't feel wrong, although he hasn't felt this breath for many years, but Hyun Ji has his blood flowing and there is his shadow in Hyun Ji's soul, so as long as Hyun Ji's breath appears in a certain range, it will definitely not escape his induction.

"Xuan Ji ......" Zhan Wusheng tried to send his divine thoughts out slowly, and felt a trace of abnormal fluctuations, as if he was struggling, and he seemed to be confused.

"Xuan Ji, it's my ......" Zhan Wusheng accelerated suddenly, and after a while, he felt that his body suddenly lightened, and he arrived at a clearing place, which was like a huge whirlpool, and there were three crystals floating above the whirlpool. Inside each crystal, a cloud of mist floats in it, vaguely resembling a humanoid shape.

"Hyun Hee. Zhan Wusheng recognized at a glance that it was the remnant soul of Xuan Ji in one of the crystals, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Hearing the cry of the battle without life, the shadow in the crystal seemed to fluctuate a little, but the crystal seemed to be able to isolate the transmission of divine consciousness.

"Whoever imprisoned you, I'll take you home!" Zhan Wuming took a deep breath and looked at the vortex. He wondered where the vortex was heading, where was it frantically devouring the power of the faith, or something else?

Under these three crystals, there are many strange prohibitions, although he can't detect them with his naked eye, but his divine sense has detected them. These prohibitions were not difficult for him, after all, his own formation cultivation was not weak. What's more, his godhead has integrated all the origin forces between heaven and earth, and he has a special affinity for the rules of this heaven and earth, as long as he finds out the clues of these prohibitions, he will naturally solve them.

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