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"Hum, hum!" the Spirit Pattern Clan's mouth snorted, and his body became even more illusory, and in that golden space, the Spirit Pattern turned into an ancient bell that suppressed all things.

"Your ancient clock is not good, you still have to look at me. ”

Sun Yi snorted coldly, and the Great Emperor's Ancient Bell suddenly appeared and was ringed by him.

The sound of the bell spread, and he urged the Great Emperor Ancient Bell to crush all the way forward, and it was frozen with the bell transformed by the spirit pattern.

Sun Yi withstood the pressure, rounded his right arm and violently shook the ancient bell with the Divine and Demon Fist, and suddenly the transformed bell turned into golden fragments.

"Spirit Pattern Ancestor Worship!Burn~!"

The Spirit Pattern Clan martial artist was only a vague phantom at this moment, and the last power turned those golden fragments into the sharpest blades in the world, and slashed towards Sun Yi with a sweeping force.

This is like the Terran warriors burning essence and blood, they burn life to make the power of the spirit pattern burst out in an instant.

"Peng!"

Sun Yi didn't care about it, relying on his strong body and rushing over directly, the god and demon fist technique was urged to the extreme, as if a god and demon descended, stretched out a palm to hold that power.

The gods and demons fist method, terrifying as the heavens and the earth roar.

At this moment, Sun Yi's fists collided together, and the power of the spiritual pattern explosion in his life was returned to his body, allowing the physical body power to be suppressed and completely returned to nothingness.

When this spirit pattern power was suppressed, the illusory shadow that had almost disappeared suddenly collapsed to the ground, and was shattered by a finger of golden light pointed out by Sun Yi, turning into a majestic force scattered in the heavens and the earth.

This Spirit Pattern Clan warrior fell, leaving a golden spar in its place, engraved with golden lines.

"It's so powerful. Those geniuses swallowed their saliva, and a terrifying Spirit Pattern Clan was easily dealt with by him.

Sun Yi was not very proud, a Lingwen clan who was suppressed in the Chenghuang realm, and the purpose of fighting with him Sun Yi was just to comprehend the strength of these alien races.

"This spar is the most perfect formation crystal, if you give it to the sect, I can give you five thousand merit points. Canghai Saint Emperor said.

"I'll hand it over to the sect. Sun Yi nodded, he didn't dabble in the formation, and it was useless to ask for it.

"Take out your token, here are fifteen thousand merit points. With that, a stream of gray light poured into Sun Yi's token.

This kind of spar that has fallen from the Spirit Pattern Clan is the favorite of the formation masters, and it is rumored that a Spirit Pattern Clan's master-level spar has been placed in the City of the Flood Desolation, making the entire City of the Flood Desolation impregnable.

Next is the other four geniuses against the remaining four Spirit Pattern Clan martial artists.

It's a pity that only two of the four killed their opponents at great cost, and the other two were defeated at their hands.

Even if the two Spirit Pattern Clansmen won, they did not escape the end of death, and they were killed by the Holy Emperor of Canghai, these civilizations outside the world are not good, and it will be a big disaster to let them go.

As a result, the Canghai Holy Emperor shook his head slightly, they still need to sharpen, I really don't know if it is right or wrong to let them enter the Flood Desolation Battlefield too early at the level of the Emperor Realm.

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