Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 819 Holy Spirit Mountain

Holy Spirit Mountain.

This is the core of the Holy Spirit Realm, and a power that surpasses the holy spirit is extremely strong.

Getting along here buried the source of an ancient sage, and it was also the last place where countless arrogances gathered.

Lu Feng doesn't know how powerful the source of the ancient sage is, but over the years, the miraculous effect of the holy spirit pool has attracted countless arrogances to frantically compete for it, so he can get a glimpse of it.

The Holy Spirit Mountain in front of you is shrouded in thick white clouds and mist. It is as straight as a knife and extremely steep, piercing into the sky, making it difficult to detect the height of this mountain.

At this time, as the Holy Spirit Realm entered the final battle, all kinds of whistling rainbow lights burst out from the nine passages and landed at the foot of the mountain.

The sky here is also extremely blue, and that round of shining sun seems to never fall, refracting rainbows of colorful light everywhere.

But if you want to really climb the Holy Spirit Mountain, you still need to wait for the disappearance of the nine passages.

Only then will it be the most tragic time.

It's just that the holy spirit mountain is not peaceful now, there are many strong people in that vast area, and because the holy spirit seal has not been promoted to purple, their gloomy eyes are also targeting other people.

Therefore, accompanied by this greed, countless bloody battles broke out at the foot of the Holy Spirit Mountain.

"Give me your spiritual luck, and I will spare you!"

"Asshole, even if you throw this luck to someone else, it won't be given to you."

"No, that luck is mine!"

Such scolding voices became extremely common at this time. After all, they have reached this last step, and no one wants to miss the opportunity of the Holy Spirit Pool.

On the other side of the foot of the mountain, the most eyes gathered here.

The densely packed figures were fighting together, if it wasn't for the extremely stable space here, it would have been the destructive fluctuations long ago.

"This Zibing Dynasty must not allow one person to go to the Holy Spirit Mountain this time. According to the instructions of the Dynasty, they must all be destroyed here."

In a corner of the Holy Spirit Mountain, more than a dozen powerful and unparalleled figures gathered together, exuding an extremely fierce aura.

Everyone has the strength of the top fifty of the Holy Spirit Monument.

The one who spoke was Mu Tianyun, the emperor with the spear on his shoulders. At this moment, he looked indifferent, staring at the figure belonging to the Zibing Dynasty in the battle group.

Now the stalemate with the Zibing Dynasty has been stalemate for decades, and the two sides have lost an unknown number of powerful people, and they have long forged a blood feud that is difficult to wash away.

Therefore, these deep-seated hatreds have been deeply rooted in the bones. Whenever they meet, there will be no nonsense, only fierce battles.

The Tianjiao from the Zibing Dynasty in the battle group is afraid that many Nine Changes or Quasi-Saint Realm powerhouses will be born in the future.

If it can be completely destroyed here today, even the Zibing Dynasty will feel extremely distressed.

"If this is accomplished, it will be a great achievement, and His Royal Highness will receive more support from the imperial court in the future."

Beside Mu Tianyun, stood a man with silver hair but an extremely handsome complexion.

It's just that the angle between the brows made him look extremely gloomy at first glance.

Mu Tianyun nodded slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Out of the eighteen emperors, my talent is only ranked fourth. Fortunately, I am the only one who meets the requirements in the Holy Spirit Realm this time, so this opportunity fell to me."

"If you want those old guys to take it seriously, you have to do something sufficiently alarming."

The eighteen sons of the emperor also represent eighteen factions.

The battle between each faction is also very fierce, after all, they all have a glimmer of hope of becoming holy in the future.

And if you want to have a greater chance of becoming a saint, the person who is most valued will undoubtedly get sufficient resources.

The silver-haired man smiled and said: "The Zibing Dynasty has a strong foundation. A few years ago, it took control of Zilian, the body Zilian left by the ancestor of Zilian. In the future, it will become a great change for the imperial dynasty to invade Zibing Prefecture."

"Those things troubled the saints in the emperor's court. If they were not afraid of the backhands left by Zilian and Bingzu, the emperor would have done it himself."

Mu Tianyun said indifferently.

"The guy named Lu Feng danced quite happily recently, and all the people sent by the emperor were lost in his hands." The silver-haired man said.

"The jumping clown is just a humble reptile. If he dares to stand in front of me, he can be wiped out with a single slap. The only thing I fear is that Zi Feiyang."

He looked to the other side, a powerful man.

Zi Feiyang, the son of the emperor of the Zibing Dynasty.

He was wearing a purple brocade robe, with a purple lotus plant on his chest, purple hair flying all over his head, and his face was not handsome, but it looked extremely sunny.

"If this continues, it will not be good for Zibing Dynasty." Someone beside Zi Feiyang said worriedly.

Looking at the battle group of thousands of people like a meat grinder, Zi Feiyang's eyes were as cold as a knife, "I know, but if I do it, then Mu Tianyun will definitely do it too."

"Emperor Mu Xingchao, damn it!"

Several people surrounding Zi Feiyang shouted angrily.

At this time, on the other side of Holy Spirit Mountain, there was a team that looked extremely leisurely.

"We've started a fight. I expected that when people from the Zibing Dynasty and the Mu Xing Dynasty met, they would fight to the death."

Liu Mu frowned, he was faintly startled by the bloodshed of the battle group.

Zhu Huo'er nodded slightly, and said: "Then Mu Tianyun is also extremely cunning. It's really despicable to use all kinds of treasures to lure people from other forces to work for him without doing it himself."

Zhu Huo'er acted openly and aboveboard, and she disliked playing tricks like this the most.

"Will it be a simple character who can become the emperor's son? No matter how many of those people die, they will only lose some treasures, and it will not affect his Mu Tianyun's chance to compete for the holy spirit pool."

Beside Liu Mu, a cold man in black said.

This is a conspiracy, after all, not everyone can have the purple holy spirit seal.

Since they all have to fight for it, it is the same to help the Mu Xing Dynasty wipe out the Zibing Dynasty.

"Oh? You still have time to speak, this piece of wood." Liu Mu smiled and said, "If it were me, I would do the same thing, but Fuzhou was very unlucky that day, and was involved in this kind of battle. middle."

"Tianfu State was not bad for thousands of years, but it has declined in the past thousand years. Let alone the competition for the Holy Spirit Pool this time, it is worrying how many people will survive."

The cold man looked at Zhan Duan and said calmly.

"However, that honorary elder, Lu Feng, has not been able to see him until now."

While Liu Mu was speaking, he looked back at everyone in Dongxuan Mansion, and said, "There are one hundred holy spirit pools, this time I will occupy twenty of them in Dongxuan Mansion."

This is the confidence of Dongxuan Mansion, opening one's mouth is one-fifth of the holy spirit pool.

And when everyone answered in unison, Liu Mu looked at the top of the Holy Spirit Mountain. The Holy Spirit Pool reflected the colorful light, which was his ultimate goal.

The bloody battle was staged at the foot of the mountain.

Violent energy ripples raged all around, and countless figures fought in chaos.

The Tianfu State team that came here now has about 50 people, and they are tightly gathered together.

At the beginning of the war, they didn't want to participate, but they were forcibly drawn into the battle group by the people from Mu Sheng Palace.

And in this kind of battle, even the powerhouses of the six transformations have some, which makes them feel deeply powerless.

At this time, the two beautiful figures were closely approaching each other, the dresses on their bodies were stained with blood at this moment, and there was a tired look on their pretty faces.

These two people are Wu Xingling and Wu Xingxue.

Wu Xingling looked at the nine passages, prayed silently in his heart, and said: "These nine passages will disappear soon, Lu Feng, you must not come here."

(End of this chapter)