Just as Yue Fengjun and many of the Transformation Cultivators looked around in disbelief.

"Buzz!"

The void suddenly surged, and with a flash of spiritual light, the terrifying spiritual pressure rolled and surged, filling the surroundings, and a tall man with the power of the laws around his body surging out, stepped out of the space.

"Boom...... It turns out that the unicorn grass is on you!"

"Bring it to me!"

It's too late, it's too soon!

Moon Wind Monarch only felt that a spiritual pressure that almost suffocated him fell on his body, and a substantiated divine consciousness power, like a brilliant sword, shot towards him.

As a spirit person, although the contract symbiotic spirit plant has been erased from the spiritual intelligence, his cultivation is still there, and his reaction is naturally not slow, and his body suddenly surges with spiritual light, bursting out with terrifying spiritual pressure, his mouth is full of words, and the magic trick in his hand is pinched.

The power of the law surged, and a spiritual grass that was dim and shaped like a unicorn slowly emerged from his body, and a strange aura that made people palpitate filled the heavens and the earth.

"Kirin Grass!"

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the unicorn grass and shouted excitedly.

The next moment, I saw a series of incantations chanting from his mouth, and mysterious spells were pinched out in his hand, and a large green rune suddenly appeared in the air.

"Whew!"

A bead that exuded a rich wood attribute aura suddenly gushed out from the other party's body, a majestic vitality, raging vertically and horizontally, surging, and faintly you could also feel wisps of origin breath flowing out of the beads.

At the same time, when the man was chanting a spell and casting spells, a scene that made Yue Fengjun panic appeared!

At this moment, the unicorn grass in his body was completely out of control and shot outward.

"Hmph, if you want to take the things of this seat, no one could do it 100,000 years ago, not to mention you cats and dogs now!"

The mysterious man sneered, pointed his finger, and the unicorn grass in the air swayed, bursting out with a dazzling green light, and a large rune suddenly emerged from the unicorn grass.

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the unicorn grass went directly into his hand, and then, he saw a miserable white flame rise in the palm of his hand, which instantly enveloped the spirit grass, and the unicorn grass turned into a ball of spiritual liquid in the blink of an eye, and flew into the other party's body with a single turn.

"Plop ......"

The symbiotic spirit plant disappeared completely, and the Moon Wind Monarch fell from the air to the ground with a thud, the green silk turned white, and the aura around his body was sluggish, like an old man who was drooping and dying, and the aura emanating from his body was barely maintained in the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

After the destruction of the symbiotic spirit plant, its owner will not die, but it will damage the origin, and there is no hope of advancing for life.

"You... You are the Lord of the Green Mound, you have destroyed my foundation!" Moon Wind Jun trembled all over, spoke incoherently, and looked at the man in horror.

The words are open and tied, and the words are divided into two ends!

When the Lord of the Green Tomb sacrificed the cyan bead, the seal of the ancestral tree on Wang An's forehead who was trapped in the ancient tomb, and the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower shook again.

The high priest of the elf clan on the side of the Temple of Heaven, at the moment when the bead was sacrificed in the green mound, a gleam erupted in his eyes, and his body was shocked, staring at the bead in disbelief.

Immediately after, the ancient and mysterious crutch in her hand began to gradually burst out of a faint green halo, and a wisp of mysterious aura floated in the air.

"The pearl of life, 30,000 years ......"

"The old body knows who you are! You are the city lord Qing Ling of the City of Hope 30,000 years ago, overwhelming the hundred clans, establishing the City of Hope, collecting strange people and strange people from all over the world, and also seizing the pearl of life, the holy object of my elf clan!"

"It turned out to be you!Qing Ling, where are you now when you stole the Terran's Green Dragon Coffin?" At the same time, the other city lords flashed, flew over directly to protect Yue Fengjun, and said solemnly.

"City of Hope! 30,000 years ago, Qing Ling, back then, you slaughtered my demon clan hundred spirits, collected the blood of countless spirit beasts, and even the holy beasts of the Qilin bloodline were slaughtered by you, and now the demon clan is withering, and the elf clan dominates the hundred clans, all thanks to you!" At the same time, the high priest of the demon clan walked over with a black three-foot-long curved horn.

"Hahaha, you still remember this seat, okay, very good! Since you are here today, let this seat send you on the road together!"

He seemed to be casting some kind of mysterious spell, and the life force around him gradually increased, and the dead air almost completely disappeared.

"Hmph, it is said that Shouyuan was approaching back then, but he cultivated evil arts, reversed yin and yang, and buried tens of thousands of high-level monks in the City of Hope, and the City of Hope turned into a city of destruction at night!

The god-transforming monks here, as well as the thirteenth-level demon clan, although they were shocked by the resurrection of Qingling for tens of thousands of years, they were all thinking about each other's secret techniques, as well as life beads, green dragon coffins and other treasures.

The more high-level monks are, the more afraid they are of death, and now witnessing someone successfully perform this powerful secret technique of reversing yin and yang and hiding from the world is definitely a great temptation for them.

"He's stalling for time, and the breath of the life bead is dispelling the dead qi in his body!" At this time, the high priest of the elven clan, his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in shock.

"Foolish, stupid little fellow, you've found out!

"Boom!"

I saw that the momentum on Qing Ling's body was rising steadily, and a terrifying spiritual pressure erupted, and it violently surged towards the many god-transforming monks present.

"Whew!"

The next moment, Qing Ling's mouth was full of words, and the life beads in his hand spun drippingly, bursting out with layers of tumbling green light.

At the same time, Qing Ling's arms were raised, and the laws around him surged, and a very strange law power burst out from his body, and countless fist-sized blood-colored runes appeared in the air, each rune exuded a powerful devouring force.

"Quack, turn it into nourishment for my new Dharma body!"

"Boom!"

The attacks of more than twenty god-transforming cultivators were earth-shattering, and the laws rolled, colliding fiercely with the attack of the green spirit.

The earth cracked, the void shattered, the spiritual energy rolled and raged, and the vast spiritual pressure was filled with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Under the blow, all the three clans' god-transforming powers, their faces changed greatly, their hearts surged, and they almost vomited blood.

I saw Qing Ling's figure flicker, and he took several steps back in a row, staring at everyone expressionlessly. Sending out those strange runes, of course, devoured most of the power of the attack, allowing him to easily resist the attacks of twenty peers.

is worthy of being the overlord who once dominated the hundred tribes, and the horror was as scheduled, and one person suppressed more than 20 people of the same rank.

"Everyone, fight, there is something strange about this person!" The high priest of the demon clan, a trace of demonic red flashed in his huge eyes, and there was a faint trace of violent aura on his body. ()

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