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It turned out that in this ancient battlefield, the turbulent evil spirit fluctuations, mixed with the monstrous fighting spirit, had completely spread outside, causing huge changes.

The world outside was shaking violently. There seemed to be countless strong men shouting and roaring above the nine heavens, and the sounds of fighting and killing were shocking and shocking.

In the battlefield, the ferocious face noticed this scene, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly closed the stone door to block the flow of breath.

After all, there are so many experts from the outside world, if there is any strong person against the sky, stepping into this world, then he will be in danger.

It's a pity that the fluctuation of the evil spirit battle flow has spread to the outside world, and the world has changed violently. Many powerful people in the Kingdom of God have captured this scene.

Tiandao Palace, in the depths, Chongguang Shenxia Palace.

Xuanyuan Moxie was sitting cross-legged in the main hall, silently adjusting his breath to heal his wounds, when he noticed the fluctuation of the battle flow, he suddenly opened his eyes, showing a little surprise.

"What a strong battle spirit breath!"

He looked out of the window, and the dark clouds in the distant sky seemed to be brewing with shocking aura.

"An ancient war spirit was born?"

Almost instantly, Xuanyuan Moxie sensed that this was the aura of the ancient battle soul, which gathered the souls of countless ancient strong men and possessed extremely abundant energy.

"If I can refine the ancient battle spirit, my injuries can be recovered in an instant!"

A fiery look appeared in Xuanyuan Moxie's eyes.

The breath of the ancient battle spirit is extremely majestic. If he can absorb it, his injuries can be healed instantly, and his cultivation level may also break through.

"Xuanwu, come and see me quickly!"

While turning his eyes, Xuanyuan Moxie made a decision in his heart.

Step, step, step.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man exuding a majestic aura stepped into the hall quickly. It was Chen Xuanwu.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

Chen Xuanwu cupped his hands and asked.

"There seems to be an ancient battle spirit in Boundary City, you and Jiuyouhu go and have a look, find a way to capture the battle spirit, and bring it back to me!"

Xuanyuan Moxie's tone was dignified. The ancient war spirit was born, and the Hades must have felt it too.

He had to move quickly, rush before Mo Xueming, and subdue the battle spirit.

The energy of this ancient battle spirit is too majestic. Whether it is him or Mo Xueming, whoever gets it, and whose injuries can be instantly recovered!

That is to say, whoever can grab the ancient battle spirit will be in a superior position in the next battle!
"My lord, you...you are injured, Jiuyouhu should stay and take care of you. I can go alone."

Chen Xuanwu reminded softly that Xuanyuan Moxie's injury has not recovered yet, if there is no one to guard him, once an accident happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Don't worry, I have Yuanbing in my hand, no one can hurt me, you guys hurry up, don't let Hades get there first!"

While Xuanyuan Moxie was speaking, he drew out a sword.

This sword is full of murderous aura, filled with an extremely terrifying killing atmosphere, and has a trace of the mystery of the origin. It is the head of the legendary "Four Swords of Zhu Xian", the Zhu Xian sword!
Although Xuanyuan Moxie hadn't completely controlled this Immortal Execution Sword, he could already display some murderous aura, which was enough to resist sudden accidents.

That ancient battle spirit is really too valuable, he is determined to get it, Chen Xuanwu alone may not be able to grab the Nether Palace, so he wants to send the Nine Nether Tigers as well.

"Yes, my lord, I'll go right away."

Chen Xuanwu agreed and immediately walked out of the hall.

Outside the main hall, under a giant tree, stood a mighty and arrogant figure.

It was a white-haired old man, but his brows were sharp and vigorous, showing no signs of aging, with tiger whiskers on his cheeks, and a huge pen on his back.

This old man is none other than Jiuyouhu.

Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi's seals were lifted, his aura gradually recovered, and he was able to transform into a human form. His body was full of monster aura, and his cultivation base was very powerful. He had reached the middle stage of the Holy Ancestor Realm, and he was even more ferocious than Chen Xuanwu.

The huge brush behind him is the magic weapon of the former Emperor Yiwen, the Qingtian Renhuang Brush.

After the death of Emperor Yiwen, the Qingtian Renhuang pen fell into the Tiandao Palace, and Xuanyuan Moxie rewarded him.

"Lord Jiuyouhu, the ancient war spirit was born, and the Palace Master ordered us to go and collect it together."

Chen Xuanwu cupped his hands, not daring to get too close to Jiuyouhu.

After all, Jiuyouhu is the ancient great demon, the master of the ten evils in ancient times, and his background is very terrifying.

Although his seal had been lifted, he did not surrender to Xuanyuan Moxie.

It's just that Xuanyuan Moxie played some tricks to confuse him on purpose. His current spirit is very unstable, and his memory has not been fully recovered, and he is in danger of biting back at any time.

"Oh."

Jiuyouhu listened to Chen Xuanwu's words, and only responded lightly, his brows were tightened, with a preoccupied look, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Let's go."

Chen Xuanwu didn't dare to say too much. If he wanted to subdue Jiuyouhu completely, he could only capture the ancient battle spirit and let Xuanyuan Moxie completely recover from his injuries. It's not his turn to resist Jiuyouhu.

At the moment, the two continued to tear apart the void and went straight to the boundary city.

On the other side, the Hades Palace is also brewing.

"An ancient war spirit was born!"

Mo Xueming was retreating, comprehending the Dao of the Asura Overlord Saber, when he suddenly sensed a change in the world, he suddenly showed surprise.

His injury is far from recovered, and he doesn't know when he wants to fully recover.

But this ancient battle spirit has an incomparably abundant aura that can heal his injuries.

"Heavenly Dao Palace must have sent someone to set off!"

Mo Xueming gritted his teeth. The power of his Nether Palace is not as strong as that of the Heavenly Dao Palace. Since the end of the Master Killing Conference, it can be said that his vitality has been seriously injured.

Now he has no one on hand, which is quite desolate.

But this ancient battle spirit is too valuable, and he absolutely cannot give it up.

Otherwise, once Xuanyuan Moxie is robbed by Tiandao Palace and uses this to recover from his injuries, it will be the time when his Nether Palace will be destroyed.

"Forget it, no matter what, the Heavenly Dao Palace cannot be allowed to succeed!"

Mo Xueming's eyes were determined, and the blood all over his body suddenly rolled, and it evolved into a clone.

"go with!"

He shouted, and the avatar flew out, heading straight for Boundary City.

"Pfft!"

But after the clone left, Mo Xueming spit out blood and his face was pale.

The cultivation of that clone has fully reached the middle stage of the Saint Ancestor Realm, and he condensed it with all his true essence and blood.

He had just recovered from his injuries, and now that he was so desperate, he immediately vomited blood and suffered severe backlash.

"I must snatch this ancient battle spirit!!"

Mo Xueming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Now his situation is very miserable. The foundation of the Nether Palace is severely injured, and his own serious injuries are difficult to heal. If even the ancient battle spirit is taken away by the Heavenly Dao Palace, then he will be finished!
He has no choice!

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