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Chapter 1871 Emperor Spirit(2/2)

The lifeblood of the Spirit Clan and the future of all spirits were just presented before his eyes.

This one named Zi Chen carries all hopes!

If Zi Chen is killed now, I dare not say that it will destroy the Spiritual Clan. At the very least, the Spiritual Clan will lose its future.

Unless, the Spirit Clan can still find the next Emperor Spirit.

Of course, he just thought about it and couldn't do it.

If he didn't have such a little trust, he wouldn't wait here hopelessly with the secret of the Gate of All Souls.

After a while, Zi Chen finally came to his senses. He turned to look at the tall figure, "Senior, is this... considered a success?"

Cun Yiyi nodded and said: "Fine, of course!"

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The wasteland remains the same as always.

The world of all spirits is also very quiet, at least it is very quiet at the moment.

As Zi Chen's fame spread, the place became more and more lively.

There are people from everywhere.

With the old man and Almai guarding it, there has been no crisis here so far.

At this moment, a light suddenly appeared over the wasteland.

Like shooting stars, they cut through the void and fell into various places in the wasteland.

In Wanling Realm, Su Mengyao was looking at the account books, and Qiaolina was standing next to her, holding a stack of account books in her hand.

Today, Su Mengyao is dressed in white as snow.

Suddenly, Su Mengyao raised her head, and a strange color flashed across her flawless face.

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the roof, see through the small world of all spirits, and land somewhere in the wasteland.

She was slightly startled.

"What's wrong?" Qiaolina saw something strange in Su Mengyao's expression.

Su Mengyao shook her head, "It's okay, it might be an illusion."

At that moment before, she actually had some palpitations, as if something big had happened.

But as soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly floated, and her snow-white clothes danced with it.

Qiaolina exclaimed, "Mengyao, what's wrong with you?"

Su Mengyao shook her head, her expression extremely serious at this moment.

"I'll call the elders!"

Jolina ran out immediately, thinking someone was attacking her.

"Don't go."

As soon as Qiaolin came out, she heard Su Mengyao's voice.

Turning around again, he saw Su Mengyao floating in the sky.

There was a strange aura surrounding her, which Jolina had never seen before. It was mysterious and powerful.

"fine."

Su Mengyao looked into the distance, "It's a call for power."

After the words fell, Su Mengyao rose into the sky.

This pure land was in front of her, as if it did not exist. She passed through the pure land and disappeared.

"What happened?"

Everyone else noticed the abnormality and immediately appeared. Many people's expressions became very solemn, thinking that an enemy had appeared.

Almai and the old man also had serious expressions.

"Sir, what are you doing!"

Suddenly, another voice sounded, it was the monk.

His body was suspended uncontrollably. He was struggling and yelling, "Sir, which grandson plotted against your Buddha? Believe it or not, Buddha will hack you to death? If you have the ability, get out and compete with Buddha head-on."

Come on, what's the point of making a sneak attack in secret?"

Everyone has long been accustomed to the monk's toughness.

At this moment, I became more and more alert, as if there was a big enemy coming.

But the next moment, the monk's expression suddenly changed. He clasped his hands together and looked in a certain direction, surrounded by Buddha light, like a Buddha, "Amitabha! Poor monk, good and evil!"

At this moment, the monk's treasure appearance is solemn and the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

The Buddha's voice fell, and the monk broke through the air and left, looking at the small world as nothing.

Everyone was stunned again, what is the monk doing?

"Everyone, it's not a danger, so there's no need to be nervous."

Zhang Haotian's voice rang out, and everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound. He was already suspended in the sky.

But the next moment, he disappeared out of thin air.

"Roar!"

The demon ape let out a roar and entered a fighting state.

The black scales all over his body shine like a layer of precious armor covering his body.

He held a black stick in his hand and flew away.

"Buzz!"

The sword chant sounded, and a sword energy shot into the sky.

Wang Xianer floated like a fairy and turned into a sword rainbow and left.

Wang Xianer had just disappeared here, and in another direction, a snow-white nine-tailed fox also flew into the sky.

It's wonderful.

In the other direction, Qiongqi roared and rose into the sky.

In this world of spirits, visions appear frequently, and those who are here feel that their eyes cannot see enough.

The majestic Pure Land of All Spirits has been penetrated again and again today.

Bone carvings, Chi Yan, Ba Shu, etc., etc., broke through the sky and left.

"Lina, I'm leaving this to you."

Lin Xue also disappeared...

On this day, Zi Chen opened the Gate of All Spirits and opened the inheritance of fire.

In the world of spirits, one existence after another was summoned, flew out of the world of spirits, and then disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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