The bright gods are shining, and the heaven and earth are blazing and dazzling.

Rainbow rays swept across the sky, and the fierce aura was overwhelming. A few miles in front of the spiritual spring, it was completely shrouded in a brilliant glow, like a vast sea, and the heaven and earth within a radius of several miles were full of terrifying energy.

Blood stained this demonic land, this group of cultivators was fighting selflessly, each cultivator was trying their best to attack others, they were very crazy, there was a ruthlessness.

"It's a pity that this group of people is so crazy for their own selfish desires. Farther away, the Emperor stood proudly above the earth, and there were wisps of golden thunderbolts flashing in his eyes, like a golden lightning sea.

His aura was terrifying, like an ocean, but it was locked to his body, and he never showed half of it. On the surface of his body, there are golden Shenhua swirling, shining brightly, looking like a god of war.

"If this group of people before was willing to act so crazy for our human race, then they must be heroes, but unfortunately, they don't have such a noble mentality. Lin Fan was also disdainful, there was Shenhua beating in his eyes, looking at these crazy cultivators, Lin Fan's heart was unstoppable and the killing intent soared.

"In the face of interests, there are a few people who can abide by their nature and remain unmoved. Before the righteousness of the human race, how many cultivators could sacrifice their lives to fight to the death. The purple thunder around Lei Ming's body was scorching, and the terrifying breath was also hidden, "They are not as good as those people!"

"There is nothing to say, they will die for this group of people. It was impossible for the Sword Maniac and the Tyrant to let them seize the Spirit Spring. "Sword Thirteen is cold. His expression was the same as that of Yun Feng, with an icy aura circulating.

"Damn people, you can't save them if you want to, these people are crazy, even if we make a move, we can't suppress their greedy hearts. "Crack Meng and Qing Tianhai can see it clearly, and these people's eyes are full of madness.

"The spiritual spring is mine, whoever wants to seize the spiritual spring, die!" a cultivator roared angrily. in his hands. A strange ice blade, shining with a cold glow, revealing a cold killing intent.

It was a blade with two edges and three sharp spikes at the top. It's like a knife. But it is like a sword. There is a constant whistling in the void, and each whistling can bring up a brilliant blood flower.

This cultivator was fierce and fierce. The fierce and terrifying eyes constantly glanced at the cultivators in all directions, and every time he made a move, he would kill a cultivator who was close to him.

His face was hideous and terrifying, and his aura was like a vast sea, terrifying.

"I didn't expect the monks of the Huayuan realm to come. Huang Jitian's expression was extremely indifferent.

"Huayuan Monk, he actually abandoned the thousands of innate cultivators of our human race and rushed here to grab the treasure. Lin Fan also discovered this person's cultivation at this moment.

"This time, those who entered the Tower of Babel, in addition to the congenital and acquired cultivators, there are not a few people in the Huayuan realm, and there are a few senior brothers from the Huayuan realm in my Kendo Sect. "Jian Thirteen was not surprised by this person's cultivation, he was surprised that with the strength of this Huayuan monk, he could actually let go of the protection of the descendants of the human race.

"He's strong, not necessarily weaker than us. Crack Meng and Qingtianhai changed their faces, and the cultivator's crazy outburst, the aura like the sea shocked them.

"It's a genius, but it's a pity, but for his own selfish desires, he wantonly kills the human race, he deserves to die!" thunder flashed in his eyes, and his killing intent was difficult to suppress.

"If you don't think about it, he will die!" Yun Feng was very cold, his face was as cold as ever, as if nothing could be changed.

Bang~~

A cold light swept across the void, and several blood flowers rose at the same time, blooming in the void. This cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm was too terrifying, he could kill five or six cultivators with a random blow, and none of them had the power to resist.

Sneer~~~

In just an instant, within ten zhang of this cultivator's body, there were no cultivators staying, and under his feet, there were the corpses of more than a dozen cultivators.

"Whoever of you dares to step forward, die!" This cultivator was stained with blood, he raised the blade in his hand, his eyes swept in all directions like lightning, at this moment, his tyranny suppressed the madness of many cultivators.

"Isn't Brother Huayuan amazing? Let's strike together and kill him. Suddenly, an angry shout rang out, and at the same time, a vast force suddenly swung out, sweeping out towards this god-like monk.

"Yes, kill him!" another voice sounded out of nowhere, and at the same time, a powerful force also burst out majestically, sweeping out towards the man.

"Kill him, we can't take the spiritual spring without killing him. ”

"You can't let him go it alone. ”

"Let's all shoot together, he will die!"

In an instant, several voices sounded at the same time, and at the same time, several brilliant divine rays swept out, and the target was this arrogant and boundless Huayuan monk.

"Brothers, let's do it too. ”

"Kill!"

With the leadership of these people, the rest of the cultivators all wielded the cold sharp weapons in their hands, and slashed wildly towards this person, as if they were the enemies of life and death.

"You're looking for death!"

This person roared angrily, and the strange ice blade in his hand erupted with three zhang sharpness, slashing horizontally and vertically in the void, and he didn't know how many attacks he had scattered.

Rumble~~

Suddenly, with an earth-shattering thud, the Huayuan monk was hit by a violent force and flew out, and when he fell to the ground, his face turned pale in an instant.

"It's you!"

"That's right, a Huayuan monk, what qualifications do you have to seize the spiritual spring, let me go. The knife was wanton, wild and boundless, and two heavenly knives slashed out in his eyes.

The fierce aura was even stronger than that of this Huayuan monk.

"Is it a demonic genius at the peak of the innate realm? Today, I, Wu Shufeng, will see how demonic you are. Huayuan Monk Wu Shufeng roared angrily, his body moved in an instant, the strange ice blade in his hand flickered with cold light, and he shot at the knife maniac.

Rumble~~

The Great War broke out in an instant, surging divine power, and a terrifying aura filled the heavens and the earth, shocking all cultivators.

"They actually made a move at this time, what should we do?"

Geniuses like demons are more terrifying than the monks of the Transformation Yuan Realm, and they make their hearts palpitate even more. They were confident that dozens of people could defeat a Transforming Yuan Cultivator together, but they were afraid of a demonic genius like a sword maniac.

"Die!" Ignoring the horror of the others, the long knife in his hand slashed out a ten-zhang cold light, and slashed Wu Shufeng dozens of feet away.

Boom~

The knife madness stepped out in one step, and the figure chased out, the long knife in his hand flashed brightly, one after another, forming a knife curtain in the void, and shrouded Wu Shufeng's head.

"No!!I'm not reconciled!!The spiritual spring is mine, it belongs to me. "Wu Shufeng is crazy, the spiritual spring is close at hand, but for him, it is far away.

The blow of the knife maniac attacked, extremely fierce, incomparably fierce, and the sword in the sky completely enveloped him.

"The ants also want to seize the spiritual spring and die!" "The knife maniac was extremely indifferent, his words were like ice, and the long knife in his hand whistled and slashed, ignoring Wu Shufeng's eyes that wanted to eat people, and the resentful look in the depths of his eyes.

Bang~~

The blood mist was floating, as powerful as Wu Shufeng, and under the long knife of the knife madness, it only lasted for a moment, and it was directly killed by the knife maniac.

"What a mad wicked. A gasp sounded, coming from another cultivator from the Transformation Yuan Realm.

"Such a strong genius, worthy of a demon. On the other side, a Huayuan monk was also shocked at this time.

"How do we do that?"

"The spiritual spring is close at hand, should we just give up?"

The owner of this voice was the monk who took the lead in attacking Wu Shufeng before, and all of them were in the realm of Transformation Yuan. At this time, their hearts were beating violently, and the spiritual spring was close at hand, and they wanted to take it, but the sword maniac was like a demon god, blocking in front of them, making their footsteps involuntarily backwards.

"Who else wants to seize the spiritual spring in front of my eyes?" The sword maniac's eyes shone like lightning, and a majestic burst of tyrannical momentum erupted, attacking everyone's hearts like a tidal wave, shocking a cultivator.

"You are indeed very strong, worthy of being a demon of my human race, but can you alone stop so many of us?" Finally, the Huayuan monk couldn't bear the pain of the treasure in front of him but was unable to seize it, he took half a step forward and spoke in a cold voice.

"Yes, let's shoot together, even if you are a human demon, you can't stop us. ”

"Why don't we take action together and collect the spiritual spring. ”

A monk from the realm of the incarnation yuan appeared, and there were ten of them.

"He can't stop you alone, so what about us?" Ba Tian and Tian Hao also took steps at this moment, stepping out of dozens of zhang in one step, and instantly stood beside the sword maniac, looking at this group of monks with cold eyes.

"Senior brother, these people are handed over to us, and you go and seize the spiritual spring. "The Haoyang Sect and the Sword God Sect also walked out of several monks, all of them blooming with a terrifying aura, looking at this group of Huayuan monks with cold eyes.

"You ...... He is also a monk in the realm of transforming into a yuan. The group was shocked.

These cultivators from the Sword God Sect and the Haoyang Sect had a much stronger aura than them, and all of them had a terrifying momentum.

"The monks of the small sect even want to get their hands on this spiritual spring, do you want to get out of here, or do you want to leave your life here!" said an indifferent monk from the Sword God Sect in a cold voice.

"If you want to take the spiritual spring, you will die. A monk from the Haoyang Sect also spoke coldly.

"I..." The group of more than a dozen Huayuan monks suddenly hesitated.

The spiritual spring is moving, but it is unknown whether it can be captured.

"Senior brother, kill them, don't let them leak the matter of Lingquan!" Just when this group of people was still hesitating, Tianhao said with a hideous face.

"Yes, once the matter of the spiritual spring leaks out, it will bring great disaster to our sect. The sword maniac also opened his mouth in a cold voice at this time, and swept towards the hundreds of cultivators present with an unkind expression.

"What, are they going to kill us all here?" This time, not only the dozen or so Transformation Yuan Cultivators were shocked, but even the ordinary Innate Cultivators who were watching the show were also shocked. (To be continued......)