"Buzz!"

The quasi-saint of the purple gold red gourd income was swallowed up by the gourd vine under the suppression of the two top-level spirit treasures.

A spiritual treasure was thrown out of the Materia Medica and fell into the Qingqiu Fox Girl.

"Forty-six prohibitions!"

The second gourd is ripe, and it is another forty-four forbidden spiritual treasure, and a new prohibition appears in the herbal classics.

"Go on!" The heart of the angel did not flee back to Heavenly Mountain as before, and a touch of joy appeared on Lao Tzu's original Gu Jing Bubo's face, and the original defensive center of gravity of the Xuanhuang Merit Linglong Pagoda also moved from himself to Zhao Wen, looked at Zu Long and said loudly.

After so many years of fierce fighting, this is the first time that we have seen the hope of victory, and both the Sanqing and the patriarchs of the three congenital clans are all shocked.

"Bell!" The fluctuations of the Chaos Clock flashed, and several Da Luo who rushed over were directly stunned by Tongtian and sent to Zhao Wen not far away.

The position that stopped was just at the point where the Xuanhuang Meritorious Linglong Pagoda had the strongest defense, and Zhao Wen could raise his hand to bring these Da Luo into the Tiangang Great Array, no matter what these Da Luo had in mind, even if they blew themselves up, they would not be able to hurt Zhao Wen in the slightest.

Six big Luo, seven gourds are bright in color at the same time, and five are not ripe and obviously a little bigger.

"Hahaha, die!" First the quasi-saint, then Da Luo, none of them escaped with the heart of an angel, Zu Long laughed wildly and rushed towards a quasi-saint who had been entangled with him, Zu Feng screamed, blocking the quasi-saint beside Zu Qilin.

Zu Qilin laughed and flashed around Zu Long, making a support.

Several Angel Clan Quasi-Saints looked at Ancestral Dragon and Ancestral Qilin with strange expressions, completely unable to understand why they were suddenly so desperate.

After all, after fighting for so many years, these desolate creatures should have known long ago that before the power of the angel heart was consumed, the angel would never die, this is common sense.

Looking at the eyes of the patriarchs of the three innate clans, there was even a little sneer.

Zu Long and Zu Qilin didn't care about the angel clan's expressions at all, after fighting for so many years, they could be regarded as seeing a little hope, and this hope must not be destroyed in any way.

Zu Feng's figure is getting farther and farther away, Sanqing is also entangled in the angel clan quasi-saint beside him, the ancestral dragon roars angrily, and the dragon groan is poured directly into the mind of the angel clan quasi-saint, and then a bell rings.

Before the angel quasi-saint could react, he was swept away by a starlight and disappeared.

The light of the Materia Medica flashed, and another gourd matured, and two gourds matured in succession, and a new prohibition appeared.

There are already forty-seven prohibitions in the Materia Medica.

"Suppress the angels, God will not forgive you!" Several quasi-saints around Sanqing saw that their kind had disappeared, thinking that they had been suppressed by Zhao Wen, and their expressions were full of anger when they looked at Zhao Wen.

"If I suppress all of you, there will be no chance for this battle angel clan!" Zhao Wen looked at several angel clan quasi-saints and said sarcastically.

Four more quasi-saints are needed, and the rest of the gourds can all be ripe, and he must drag these angel quasi-saints here.

If these angels react, it will be the God of the quasi-saint peak who participates in the battle, and then there will be no chance for themselves.

"Die!" Several angel clan quasi-saints flew angrily in the direction of Zhao Wen, but they were completely blocked by Sanqing, and they kept roaring angrily.

"Buzz!" A pillar of dark yellow light had just entangled an Angel Clan quasi-saint before it was swept in by a starlight, and Zhao Wen had already begun to take the initiative to attack.

Yuan Shi Tianzun glanced at Zhao Wen enviously, Zhao Wen was under the protection of Sanqing, Sanqing's sense was the clearest, and the herbal classics had actually transformed into forty-seven prohibitions, which Sanqing had never thought of before.

Another gourd is ripe, the remaining three are not ripe, and two of them are not much different in size from other gourds, only the last purple gourd, which is still a little small!

Zhao Wenji's is not a treasure, all the gourds were picked in advance and did not mature, and the last gourd was directly catalyzed to grow, and all the nutrients in the gourd vine were extracted.

But now, in front of their eyes, there are already four gourds that are fully mature.

It was only because the gourd vine could breed gourds, and these gourds still had room for growth and improvement, that he did not take them off.

"No!" The roar of the quasi-saints of the angel clan resounded throughout the west, and all the angels and desolate creatures on the battlefield paid attention.

Di Jiang and Hou Tu, who were originally in the midst of a fierce battle, each pinched a few angel clan Da Luo in their hands and sent them in the direction of Zhao Wen.

"Send all the angels you caught to the disciples of Sanqing!"

The three innate clans and the three Qings converged together, Dijiang and Houtu were both flexible, so they naturally had to pay more attention, and found that there was no angel heart to escape here, so they immediately reacted and passed it to the minds of other ancestors!

In just a few breaths, hundreds of Da Luo sent over.

Devoured by the ancestral witch again and again, the energy in these Da Luo bodies is extremely weak, but even in the weak Da Luo, it is also a Da Luo.

There were hundreds of them at once, and another gourd matured in front of Zhao Wen's eyes.

Adding up, there are already two gourds that are mature, but this time there is no change in the ban, which makes Zhao Wen sigh secretly.

The higher the prohibition, the more difficult it is to improve, originally he thought that when all the seven gourds were mature, they would be able to push the herbal classics directly to the innate treasure, but now it seems that I am afraid that there are forty-eight prohibitions at most.

However, the forty-eight forbidden spirit treasures are also the most powerful treasures under the innate supreme treasure.

Placed in the Great Qin World, it can always push the Great Qin World to a level that can accommodate quasi-saints.

You must know that in the current Daqin world, there is not even a Da Luo.

As if the breath that was about to burn covered from the Heavenly Mountain straight to the west, countless angel clans suddenly boiled with blood, and their originally calm faces instantly changed violently, desperately attacking the desolate creatures.

The Xuanhuang Meritorious Exquisite Pagoda instantly condensed, blocking an attack that flew towards Zhao Wen.

"Let go of the angel of suppression, get out of here, I'll spare your life!" Even if it was a god, he would not know that there would be a top-level spiritual root like the gourd vine, which could absorb life to grow.

Of course, this is also the lack of energy of the gourd vine over the years.

Although Buzhou Mountain is powerful and has a Pangu spine that can absorb nutrients, it is not easy for the energy in the Pangu spine to disappear.

After countless years of lack of energy, the gourd vine finally ushered in a big explosion, how could it be let go.

The quasi-saint was still struggling, and before Da Luo could react, he had already been sucked into nothingness.

Zhao Wen ignored God's rage, the starlight swept away, and another quasi-saint was swept away and disappeared.

Another gourd is ripe, a total of seven gourds have matured six, the prohibition is still unchanged, it is still forty-seven, Zhao Wen has no expectations in his heart, and he turns all his mind into the last gourd.

Compared with the first six gourds, the last gourd is obviously much smaller, obviously too lacking in energy, and it has not grown at all.

Even now Zhao Wen has forgotten whose hands the last gourd in the flood wilderness fell into.

It stands to reason that the last gourd should be the most powerful one, and it needs the most energy, and on this battlefield, the most are all kinds of angels.

God raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Wen, the scepter in his hand carrying the light of a treasure.

The Xuanhuang Merit Exquisite Pagoda completely covers Sanqing and Zhao Wen.

Under the threat of Arcana, Sanqing even attacked faster.

For such a long time, a peak quasi-saint holding the supreme treasure remained motionless, watching his men fight, and there was only one reason, and that was that someone could stop him.

Moreover, Sanqing has absolute confidence in the Xuanhuang Merit Exquisite Pagoda.

In this desolate world, unless there is a chaotic world, no one will be able to break the defense of this treasure.

The leader of the Angel Clan is by no means a mixed element, otherwise it would not have dragged on until now.

"Stop and retreat, I can leave the wilderness with the angels!" God suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked coldly at the Demon Ancestor Rahu, Hongjun Ancestor, Yin and Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, and Yang Mei Daxian.

Only these few people can really pose a threat to him, although Sanqing has two treasures, but they will never be able to exert the power of the treasure.

But Sanqing has a defensive treasure, and it is also connected to the entire desolate atmosphere.

He knew that these peak quasi-saints were waiting for him to make a move.

Even if it is his strength, he can't use the Arcana continuously.

As long as you use the Arcana to attack the three Qings, it is the time for these people to attack themselves.

This place is already a Jedi for me.

"No!" An angel quasi-saint shouted in despair, and disappeared as he was swept away by the starlight.

"How so?"

The seventh gourd grew up instantly under the nourishment of all the nutrients of a quasi-saint, but it did not mature, but the other six gourds were obviously brighter in color.

Only these seven gourds have been filled with hundreds of Daluo, seven quasi-saints, and one is not mature.

Zhao Wen secretly sighed in his heart, I am afraid that such a treasure can only be cultivated by Buzhou Mountain.

Now if Zhao Wen is asked to rank the level of the Flood Desolate Spirit Root, this gourd vine will definitely be ranked first by Zhao Wen.

Even if the other top-level spirit roots were strong, they would not be able to cultivate seven treasures of the same level.

However, the gourd vine can contain seven top-level innate spirit treasures, and if you add the gourd vine itself, it is eight top-level spirit treasures.

As long as you think about it, after receiving and quasi-commissioning sanctification, you can only use the peak spirit treasure instead of the supreme treasure, you can know that in this desolate world, the innate supreme treasure is rare, and the top-level spiritual treasure is the first level under the innate supreme treasure.

"Hahaha!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed wildly, and hundreds of Da Luo were arrested, and now the Twelve Ancestral Witches are like giants standing up to the sky, and when they raise their hands, they will grab a large piece.

"Buzz!" The last gourd is ripe.

In the Materia Medica classics, another prohibition naturally appeared, becoming the top spiritual treasure of the forty-eight prohibitions.

As long as Zhao Wen is willing, he can pick all the seven gourds and let himself have seven more forbidden spirit treasures.

But since the gourd didn't fall off on its own, there was still the possibility of growth, how could Zhao Wen be so wasteful.

The forty-four forbidden spirit treasures were no longer of any use to him, and he wanted to cultivate these seven gourds to a higher level.

If none of these seven gourds fell off, he was even willing to cultivate them until the innate treasure.

With a bright light in his eyes, he looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Innate Three Clans, each of them desperately attacking the angels around them, even at any cost.

Previously, this was the prerogative of the angels.

Because they can be re-cultivated from Heavenly Mountain, the angel clan has always disregarded casualties.

But now, the seven quasi-saints have disappeared, and the angels who were originally not afraid of death have become afraid.

The three innate clans who had tried to avoid being injured in the past had reversed.

"I'm willing to pay the price!" God looked at the few peak quasi-saints who had been watching in the distance and whispered.

The angel is the most powerful power in his hands, and without the angel, the power of the Heavenly Mountain will be greatly reduced.

Only angels will believe in themselves wholeheartedly and provide themselves with the strength to break through the realm of mixed elements.

With so many angels gone, God knows how many years it will take to recover, and now he must keep the remaining angels.

All the angels had retreated in the direction of Heavenly Mountain, but they were desperately blocked by the desolate creatures.

But angels have one of the greatest virtues, and that is the heart of an angel.

Countless angels exploded directly after being blocked.

Because the two sides were too close, the creatures of the flood desolate suffered the greatest casualties in the last moments of the battle.

But in front of ordinary desolate creatures, it can explode itself.

The quasi-saint-level angels in front of the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the patriarchs of the three innate clans are constantly looking for opportunities to leave.

The quasi-saints recovered too slowly, and if they could, none of the quasi-saints would want to sleep in the heavenly mountains.

Two starlights swept by, and two more angels disappeared.

The two gourds directly transformed into forty-five prohibitions.

But the strange thing is that it actually started to transform from the seventh gourd, not the first one that Zhao Wen thought.

However, this has no effect on Zhao Wenlai.

All he needed was a higher-level spiritual treasure.

Now the transformation of the gourd only shows one thing, he left the gourd on the vine, this choice is not wrong, and the gourd can continue to grow.

"Hahaha!" The Twelve Ancestral Witches laughed and rushed towards the quasi-saints around them.

Just now, the two angel clan quasi-saints were sent to Zhao Wen by them.

When it comes to combat power, there is no one in the field that can compare to the combat power of the ancestral witch.

"Stop, I'm willing to compensate for the loss of the desolate world and let me leave!" God was furious.

In just this time, nine quasi-saints have been lost.

The quasi-saint is not Da Luo, but it is not something that can be cultivated casually, and the loss of any of them can make his heart ache.

"You don't want to fight me to the death here!" There is absoluteness in God's voice.

Although he can't use the second Innate Arcana, he can decide who to attack.

No one could control him to attack the defensive Innate Treasure.

And a quasi-saint in the early stage of Lao Tzu can't keep up with his attack speed.

"Let me go, I will compensate you for your losses, otherwise you will definitely regret it!"

God slowly stood up, and with the momentum of the entire West, he pressed towards several peak quasi-saints.

This is tantamount to telling these peak quasi-saints that if he attacks, he will definitely choose whom!