Like the howling of ten thousand ghosts, like countless living beings struggling in hell.

But what was accompanied by a terrible scream sounded between heaven and earth was not dark, bloody, or terrifying......

It's a dazzling golden light.

The golden light accompanied by a screaming sound spread throughout the entire Martial Spirit City, and it also made everyone look sideways and look up at the place where the golden light came from.

The golden pillar of light broke through the sky and ran through the nine heavens, making this scene clearly visible to the entire continent.

The golden light comes from the holy mountain of Wuhun City, the Six Winged Peak.

Of course, most people, including the people of the Martial Spirit Palace, actually prefer to call it the Holy Mountain, and don't like to call it that embarrassing name very much.

After all, this high mountain, which stands alone on a plain and in Wuhun City, really doesn't have the characteristics of six wings.

It has neither six peaks nor a wingspan, it is just a simple, ordinary peak.

It's nothing more than a high point.

Even the height is like that, in Qian Ningshuang's own words, the altitude of this mountain is placed on the mainland, and it may not even rank in the top fifty.

But it is such a holy mountain, but at this time, it released an incomparable brilliant light.

The pillar of light rushed straight into the ninth night, illuminating the already somewhat dim sky!

Like a golden long sword, it pierced into the depths of the Nine Heavens.

The wind stopped, and the flames dissipated.

Qian Ningshuang stared at the holy mountain that had changed greatly, her eyes solemn.

Everyone was looking at the Holy Mountain of the Martial Spirit Hall that radiated light, there was the Pope's Hall which was theoretically the number one authority in the continent, and the Douluo Hall that all the strong people in history flocked to.

Even most of the power institutions of the Wuhun Hall are above, inside that mountain, or under the mountain.

No one cares about the clown's performance below.

The next moment, the dazzling golden light that shrouded the holy mountain suddenly exploded, turning into countless points of light and falling between heaven and earth.

Between the points of light, a huge angelic phantus replaced the golden light and appeared on the holy mountain.

The angel is like the angel martial soul of a thousand families, with three pairs of huge golden light wings, and he can't see his face or gender clearly.

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But everyone present felt the wrath of the angel.

And the sorrow that pervades heaven and earth.

As the screams intensified, the mournful mood intensified.

From the feet of the angel phantom, strange black cracks spread.

The points of light that should have dissipated instantly converged with the angelic phantom as the center, forming one golden streamer after another, rolling towards the center of the vortex.

The whirlpool of golden streamers became denser and denser, spinning wildly at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and gradually, the top of the vortex began to expand outward, as if it was about to explode.

Qian Ning Shuang turned her head to look at Qian Lingxue, who had already switched to a golden battle armor, and nodded.

A hint of realization flashed in Qianyue's eyes, and the six wings behind her fanned and flew into the air.

A little golden light suddenly shone between heaven and earth.

It's small, but it's bright.

Bright enough that even the angels on the Holy Mountain can't match it.

The sad mood vanished, and the golden light stopped.

As if sensing a familiar aura, the angel phantom lowered its raised sword.

The corners of the angel's phantom mouth tugged at a smile.

I couldn't see the angel's face clearly, but everyone knew she was smiling.

The angel's phantom began to shrink, and finally turned into a golden point of light, flying towards the golden point of light on the opposite side.

flew into the hands of Qianrenxue and disappeared.

Leave the thick black fog in place.

Cold, evil, resentful...... Countless negative emotions came out of the black mist, with the scream that had not stopped from the beginning.

The angel dissipated, but the points of light suspended in mid-air did not dissipate.

They were still suspended in mid-air, floating silently, like stars.

Suddenly, the points of light slowly spun around, as if something was absorbing them, round and round, and round.

Then it suddenly dispersed and fell to every corner of Wuhun City.

And then—

——The entire Martial Spirit City suddenly split, forming an eight-petal area glowing with blue light and soul power shield, which suddenly dispersed.

And blatant fire at the center!

Countless blue points of light glowing with soul power fluctuations, as well as fiery red metal warheads with energy fluctuations, were thrown towards the location that originally belonged to the Holy Mountain of the Martial Spirit Palace!

For a while, the sky above Wuhun City was full of brilliant light, and all kinds of attacks poured towards the holy mountain like a torrential rain of pear blossoms.

And Qian Ling Xue has returned to Qian Ningshuang's side.

"I also came into contact with it and found out that those points of light are the energy absorbed and accumulated over the past ten thousand years, so let's use it for a while."

Seeing the confusion on Qian Ningshuang's face, Qian Lingxue explained.

Qian Ningshuang also came to her senses, why don't you use it if you have a white prostitute?

Then she looked at the location of the original holy mountain, and then looked around at the various areas of Martial Spirit City that were firing around her.

That's why he had to drag on for half a month, waiting for Tang San to finish his own operation before starting the Soul Master Competition.

After all, the Soul Master Contest was over, and Tang San had no reason to stay in Wuhun City.

No one knows where the so-called Xuantian Tiandi Palace is, but it does not prevent the Wuhun Hall from getting ready, but the previous urban renovation has not designated a location, and there are various hypothetical locations.

And half a month was the transformation that began when he saw Tang San busy around the Holy Mountain.

The people of the Martial Spirit Hall were all confused by the four words of Xuantiandi Palace and took them to the ditch.

Xuantian in front can not be cared for, the underground palace.

It must have been underground, or a palace.

So when they were looking for it, they were looking underground, wasting their efforts on space.

Who would have thought that the so-called underground palace would be so clearly placed in Wuhun City?

Moreover, they really can't be blamed for this, it's not that the Holy Mountain and their Martial Spirit Hall haven't been dug up, otherwise how could those institutions on the mountain be built?

During the spiritual exploration, the Martial Spirit Hall did not let go of this incomparably conspicuous mountain on the plain.

I didn't notice anything wrong.

Even when Tang San was busy around the Holy Mountain of the Martial Spirit Palace, Qian Ning Shuang and the others also thought that at most, this underground palace had something to do with the Holy Mountain.

And now, everyone knows that this so-called Xuantian Tiandi Palace, it is just a name.

I can't say that the name is wrong.

After all, if you have to point to a cat and say it's a pig, then there's no way, right?

Why do the named people entertain themselves and manage others?

After countless rays of light penetrated deep into the black mist, they were never seen again, and there was no reaction.

It's as if there's a beast in there that devours everything.

"Stop!" Qianzhongling's voice spread all around, and the countless rays of light that rushed towards the black mist stopped firing in an instant.

And Qian Chongling, staring at the black fog deadly.

I can only stare at it, this black fog, and the god-level detection strength can't sense anything.

Even when the spiritual power probed inside, it disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.