Chapter 127: The Holy Spirit Battlefield

"Old man, old man, how is it?

"Buying and selling?

"If you really don't want to go, just so-so and bring two more bags of source stones, for you, it's not much. Buy a peace of mind."

"Wolf-hearted, cheeky!"

"Thank you for the criticism. ”

"Shameless!"

"You're right"

"Get out of the way!"

"Okay. Two bags of source stones. ”

"Wow yes ......"

"Buying and selling is not benevolent. Do it, you're too rude"

"Come on!"

......

Du Ten ran away, to the upper reaches of the Beai River.

I haven't seen each other for two days, and I miss it in my heart. But he didn't know where to look, so he came to this place of acquaintance.

Thinking of the situation last time Qing Lingluo was leaving, the longing in Du Teng's heart was even more urgent.

"I hope she doesn't think about it. But why didn't she come to herself?" Thinking about it, Du Teng's mind really began to mess up.

"Don't be cranky. In my experience, she doesn't come to you because she's afraid you'll be embarrassed. I have to say that this girl is really delicate and understanding. Xiaohong seems to recognize Qing Lingluo.

"That's good. But I have to find her tomorrow to save her from worrying."

"Well, there's progress. It's better to prepare a small gift."

It's 10 years old. The early spring night is still a little cool, especially on the river's edge.

The running water is rattling, and the occasional night insect is chirping. The river wind gusted, and as far as the eye could see, Siye was alone.

Du Teng jumped on top of the river rock and sat cross-legged, his mind full of the scene when the two met by chance here. Now that I think about it, it's still in front of me.

Suddenly, Du Teng pressed Heshi's left hand and felt something strange. He hurriedly lowered his head and turned on the ultra-micro mode. Two distinctly newly carved stone marks come into view.

Falling has been. Here she was, waiting for herself for two days.

Du Teng sighed in his heart.

On the Daoguan Mountain in the distance, Qingling landed in a warm and comfortable deep dormant warehouse and slowly fell asleep. Perhaps, here, I can meet him.

The night is murmuring, the spring moon is boundless, and the land is sleeping and sleeping.

Thundered!

To the west of Sanbie Town, in the wilderness, under the ground.

The earth shakes the mountains, the thunderbolts are in the sky, the rivers flow backwards, and the smoke and dust are filled.

The battlefield of the Holy Spirit that has been sealed for thousands of years, the black light is shining, all the way is like a bamboo, tearing out the ground, seeing the light of day again, and coming to the world again!

It's like a dragon turning over, and it's like a skyslide earthquake. Yuan Li is irritable like a hurricane, overwhelming, and the wind and clouds are rolling. The evil aura is as monstrous as a sea of blood corpses, the yin wind is howling, and the magic sound is lingering.

Click!

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed straight down!

Click!

Another one!

Click!

......

Thirty-six purple heavenly thunderbolts slashed down in a row, and they were about to sweep and suppress the Holy Spirit Battlefield!

But how could the windswept evil spirit stop there. They were actually frantically spiraling along the heavenly thunder, and even if they collapsed into nothingness at the slightest touch, they were still swarming in an endless stream. I really can't imagine how much necromantic resentment has been deposited and bred in this Holy Spirit Realm, and it can fight against the Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder that is just to the Yang to drive away evil and suppress evil without falling behind. And as time passed, the deep black evil qi even counterattacked, and began to eat away at the purple thunder light inch by inch.

The endless mournful wails spread out like the sound of the Soul Eater, and countless ghost-faced skeletons and evil shadows vanished at the junction of evil qi and thunder......

Gradually, the movement became louder and louder, and the scene was thrilling and terrifying. In the end, the thirty-six purple pole heavenly thunder that fell from the sky and the head-to-head battlefield of boundless evil qi turned into thirty-six overwhelming eye of the storm, boundless, like an abyss like the sea, shaking the heavens and the earth, purgatory on earth......

A hundred miles away, in the sky in different directions, there were figures floating in each other. The four of them were all solemn and depressed.

Taoist old farmer: "Such a boundless evil spirit is a disaster in the end"

Confused village chief: "A thousand years of waiting, the ninth wheel guards, the sky is present, and the world changes"

Mr. Teaching: "The time has not come, and there is still a mistake after all." Since it is from the hands of my Kunlun, it is incumbent on me to do so."

Old man Du He: "If it's wrong, it's wrong, I'll give an explanation"

Click!

Thundered!

The battlefield that had been stalemate for a long time suddenly underwent a shocking change!

Perhaps it was the challenge of the boundless evil qi that angered the Purple Pole Thunder, and a boundless cloud of calamity appeared at the end of the thunder light above the deep sky, and the thunder and electric light in the cloud were rolling.

The thirty-six purple pole heavenly thunderbolts disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the boundless calamity cloud began to tumble and steam, and in an instant, a huge and incomparable void appeared in the middle of the rolling calamity cloud, like the eye of the sky!

And the infinite evil qi below also seems to sense something, and it is also gathering and condensing like a madness of the apocalypse, and the evil qi and ghost smoke that was originally extremely black are even darker at this time, and it looks like an endless ink-colored river tide from a distance, devouring people's hearts and polluting people's minds.

The eyes of the sky are twinkling!

Night is like day!

A domineering, incomparable, majestic and ruthless Nine Heavens Divine Thunder slashed down!

The four figures from a hundred miles away suddenly disappeared one after another. A moment later, where they were originally located, the Yuanli storm raged, ruthlessly killing and splitting, shrouded in smoke and dust, and swept away by wind and waves, as if destroying the world and destroying the earth......

Kunlun Void. On the top of the twelve main peaks, there are people looking in the direction of Sanbie Town.

Heavenly Boat City.

Datong Chamber of Commerce, Jinchan Temple, Wuliangguan, Nanhai Ministry, Sword Pavilion, Danta, Qianjilou and other top forces, there is also news.

In less than half a day, an astonishing news was circulating throughout Middle-earth. There are great changes in the southwest, or there is an artifact elixir born.

For a time, the wind surged. The sectarian forces of all parties, and the chivalrous men of all walks of life are scattered, all have their own plans and are looking forward to the wind. There are even some small groups of threes and twos, and the lone cultivators have already set off on the road and headed for the southwest.

At this time, Sanbie Town was also panicked. Although it was impossible to get close, even from two hundred miles away, the place covered in smoke was faintly visible. Because the area covered by that dust and smoke is too big. A radius of more than 100 miles has become a place where living beings are grounded. It was dim and muddy, and it was chaotic that nothing could be seen clearly, and there was no obvious movement. Only occasionally, there is a sound like the ground collapsing or dirt rolling down.

There was no evil qi permeating, and there was no roar of yin wind, and even the Yuan Force seemed to have stopped flowing there. Silent but huge, like a sleeping prehistoric monster, silently recuperating and waiting to wake up.

In the market square of Sanbie Town, people gathered here, discussing and looking anxious. Whether to leave or stay, people debated all morning, and there was no final conclusion.