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The legendary thousand-year-old holy spring is in the mortal world. No one has seen it or thought of it.
However, no one can recognize it when it appears in front of you. There is no way to confirm whether the legend is true or false.
But at this moment, ten people sat cross-legged in the pool water, received the impact of the spring water in the pool water, and breathed in the sky and the earth. The spiritual power in their bodies had condensed again, and the feeling of transformation made them enjoy their faces.
"Hey..." someone said frankly, "So that's it..."[
Then the rest of the people nodded, "It turns out that the so-called Thousand-year Holy Spring is in the mortal world... a magical artifact..." The man continued to say sadly.
Leng Xiaoran ignored the people around him, holding the magical sword that was circulating with light in both hands, "You are the real sword now." Leng Xiaoran murmured.
Everyone holds their own innate magic weapon in their hands, and the joy in their hearts has filled their hearts.
The so-called magical weapon is born, perhaps as long as the magical weapon appears, you can say this.
The Holy Spring condenses the imprisoned power of the innate divine weapons, making the power of the innate divine weapons brilliant. At the same time, the spiritual energy of the Holy Spring has also made everyone's cultivation level rise, and has once again improved.
"Hmm?" Everyone's eyes suddenly looked up at the sky, "Is this?"
An unknown aura surged from the sky. The aura was so strong that everyone's expressions changed, "This aura..."
"No, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to change, and they all rushed towards that place-" Then Bai Ling'er's expression changed, she stood up from the pool water, revealing her miraculous body.
The huge aura was like a huge divine stone coming from the sky, and the pressure it gave to people was comparable. The gray-red one was like a giant claw, and the dark gold color was like the demon flames of heaven and earth that covered the sky, making everyone very surprised.
"What should come will come after all. No matter how you escape, you can't break free. This is fate..." Leng Xiaoran whispered, "How come... I want to save you but still put you into the fire pit..." Leng Xiaoran sighed and shook his head slightly.
...
The sky above the sea of resentment was clear, the gray fog had disappeared, the sea of resentment under my feet had also disappeared, the light gray sea water turned into the deep seabed that was deep at this moment, and the white beach-like fragments covered the marginal earth.
Two rays of light, one red and one gold, soared into the sky, as if they had broken the sky's head open two deep holes, "Hahahahaha--" A crazy laughter shook the sky and the earth.
The gray-red light was extremely solid, like a gorgeous and noble cloak, but his face was still so blurry, as if a veil was covering his face. His eyes were as red as blood, and his eyes were deep and sunken, but he also had a vast aura.
"I didn't expect that I could reach this realm again." The red blood evil spirit suppressed his surprise expression and was also quite crazy.
"Is this the realm you are talking about?" A hundred feet away from the gray-red figure, the dark golden flame gradually dimmed, revealing one of the proud figures. Unlike the spherical shape of a small spot before, it was a human figure. The flames covered the body, and I couldn't see how he looked. But I saw his black eyes, with black eyes full of evil spirits, and the dark gold body with a very metal texture seemed to be indestructible.
"Yeah!!" The red blood evil spirit was stunned. His bloody eyes could see clearly the flame figure in front of him. The power contained in it could destroy the world.
"What's wrong?" Fen Tian Yansha was not as hot as himself, as if he was crawling out of the gloomy grave.
A trace of hot but full of evil aura immediately filled the red blood evil spirit, but was blocked by the red blood evil spirit. A layer of bloody aura opened and relaxed, and the flame aura spread.
"What are you doing?" the Red Blood Evil Spirit asked unhappily, and his heart was also filled with a flash.
"It's nothing, I just want to try my current strength." Fentian Yansha smiled coldly, his body flashed, and a flame fist shadow was immediately imprinted on the chest of the red blood evil spirit.
The "Bastard" Red Blood Evil Spirit was shocked, shocked by the amazing strength of the Burning Heaven Yansha, and also shocked by his own wrong judgment.
After a "bang", the red blood evil spirit turned into broken blood drops.
"Hmph" Thousands of blood drops floated in the air automatically, and then floated to a place that condensed into a red blood evil spirit. The "ingratitude thing" of the red blood evil spirit also showed a trace of murderous aura. A blood light condensed with his right hand, which was as bright as blood surging, and a resentment condensed with his left hand, which was like a poisonous insect with bones.
"Is that so? Ingratitude? You seem to have forgotten that I am not a human being." Thousands of resentment gave Fentian Yansha thousands of thoughts, making him understand what betrayal, hatred, and enemy... He clearly felt the wrong thoughts from the gray-red figure, so the person in front of him was also an enemy.
The "stupid thing" Red Blood Evil Spirit was also quite blamed himself, but at a blink of an eye, if it weren't for the Burning Sky Flame, he wouldn't have been able to recover his strength in a short time, which would be stronger than before. At the same time, he also understood that the previous battle with Leng Xiaoran and others was like a dog that was stranded.
"Leng Xiaoran..." The anger in his heart gave him the idea of increasing strength, so he must have killed Leng Xiaoran, and now he has recovered to the strength of a peak powerful man again. If Leng Xiaoran is killed, the cultivation of the Red Blood Evil Spirit will be improved again, and it is probably possible to break the void and rush directly to the demon world.
When the Red Blood Evil Spirit shook, the dark golden light in front of him lit up, and his heart lit up, "Uh..." Unexpectedly, the Fentian Yansha had not stopped, and his whole body turned into a flame cannon and smashed the chest of the Red Blood Evil Spirit. "Damn" the Red Blood Evil Spirit did not faint his body, but felt that his body seemed to have risen.
A pool of blood sprinkled on the ground, making the Red Blood Evil Spirit weaker for a moment. "This..." The Red Blood Evil Spirit was shocked, as if he knew something, "I didn't expect that my body had such shortcomings..." A bitter smile filled his face, "You should end it too. If you didn't have me, would you have such strength? If you didn't have me, you might never have been able to take revenge..." The Red Blood Evil Spirit was also very clear about some of the things about the Fentian Yansha and said in a bewitching way. The evil voice gradually relaxed.
"That's right..." Fentian Yansha hesitated a little, withdrew his fists and said lightly to the Red Blood Evil Spirit: "In this way, I and you will write it off before."
The dark golden body turned around and left a sentence and disappeared, and the flames were swelling, and then it was extinguished, "Your death is when I meet you again..."
"Hmph, something that doesn't know how to live or die." The evil red blood sneered, looking at the blood scattered all over the ground, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the white sandy earth was walking.
"Even if you can't control you, you can still restrain the entire famous and upright sect in China..." The Red Blood Evil Spirit could feel the resentment from the heart of the Fentian Yansha, as if he was resentful of the heavens and the earth, and everything included it.
Afterwards, a trace of solemnity and ferociousness appeared in the deep-sinking eyes, "I'm here... can you think of it?"
...
The advancement aura of the Burning Sky Flame Evil and the Red Blood Evil Spirit has been overwhelmed by everyone in the southern border.
A group of eleven people appeared in the wild land of Manniu. The people of the Holy Clan did not find any treasures worth being happy in the southern border, nor did they find any treasures for cultivation. Therefore, the eleven people could be said to have returned empty-handed, and their hearts were naturally depressed and unspeakable.
Yan Zhi looked quite eagle-like, and his expression was cold all the way, and no one paid attention to him. Even the two deputy clan leaders were just two.
"Let's go quickly." Yan Se felt a little anxious, "The two auras before were probably some monsters and monsters who have reached the peak."
Everyone can understand Yan Se's nervousness, but they must be so anxious. There are many humans in the entire southern Xinjiang, and the southern Xinjiang is vast, so monsters and monsters will not easily cover themselves and others.
Yan Zhi walked slowly, and it was reasonable and irrelevant to Yan Se urged him.
Then, Yan Zhi asked, "How is your injury?"
"It's more than half of its recovery, but it's a little nervous in the southern border." Yan Se looked at Yan Zhi with a slightly frown. He saw a trace of the clan leader's aura from Yan Zhi, and sighed in his heart: "No wonder he was so young that he was positioned as the descendant of the clan leader."
"..." Yan Zhi let out a breath, "This time we came to southern Xinjiang to get a lot of punishment, and I'm afraid we will be punished when we return to the tribe."
Everyone was waiting for Yan Zhi's next words, "I don't think you want to go back like this, right?"
"Yes." Everyone nodded.
"The two auras are so powerful that they are in the sky, and from the perspective of the direction, they are promoted to the sea of resentment. What kind of monster is it, it has just been promoted not long ago..." Someone interrupted Yan Zhi's speech.
"No," Yan Se shook his head and said, "It's too dangerous, there are two breaths in total."
"..." Yan Zhi glanced at Yan Se, without saying much, nodded as if agreeing to Yan Se's objection.
"Are you looking for me?" However, just as everyone felt it, a murderous voice came to everyone's ears.
Everyone looked shocked, and then a group of eleven people instantly set off a defensive formation. With their feet on the flowing light, a solid aura was conveying to each other.
"What shameful things?" Yan Zhishen was at the forefront of everyone, and his unhappiness in his heart naturally wanted to vent at this time.
"Things... are the same. You always treat me as something..." A series of sneers came from the naked mountain bag not far away.
A figure stood where the sun shone, but it was as bright as the sun.
"He is..." Jin Zhen said with sharp eyes.
"The Fentian Flame Spirit has been killed by you... Now I am the Fentian Flame Evil." With a sharp roar, the fire in the sun immediately flourished...-