"Crash!"

The huge whirlpool was raging crazily, and the terrifying water whirlpool contained extremely terrifying power, which was enough to easily tear a peak-level expert into pieces!

"Whoosh!"

Under this increasingly powerful suction, Qin Yichen finally trembled slightly at his feet, staggered, and was directly pulled away by the terrifying suction.

"Oops!"

At this moment, Qin Yichen quickly activated his supreme body. However, even so, when he fell into the huge vortex, the powerful tearing force in the water whirlpool still left a trace on his body.

Bone wounds can be seen deep in the road.

"Damn it!"

Under this tearing force, Qin Yichen felt that his body was sinking rapidly. In order to resist the tearing force, he had pushed his supreme body to the extreme. His whole body was like a round

A small sun is generally dazzling.

However, even so, the squeezing force from all directions still made it extremely embarrassed.

Although Qin Yichen has recovered quickly, he was unprepared for the wounds that were made at the beginning, but on the surface of his body, he can still clearly see the blood seeping out of it. This is something that his physical body cannot bear.

A manifestation of terrible oppression.

Now his body is difficult for even ordinary saint-level experts to contend with, but there are still signs of being unable to bear it in this water whirlpool. This shows how powerful the tearing and oppression is.

fear.

Moreover, in the water whirlpool, his body was also spinning rapidly, and Qin Yichen's consciousness gradually began to sink with the emergence of dizziness.

…

At this time, outside the altar, the ancient atmosphere swept across the entire space.

To the left and right of the aperture, Jin Xianxuan and Mr. Ling each occupied a side, fighting with the awakened holy-level war spirits.

There are at least thirty or forty auras of saint-level war souls in the world, but they seem to be extremely afraid of the aperture in the middle. Only a few dare to break in.

Jin Xianxuan and Ling Lao are obviously extremely experienced in dealing with these fighting spirits. Every time they take action, they use an extremely powerful offensive, either at a tricky angle or with a tyrannical attitude, to kill those saint-level warriors.

The soul is destroyed.

And when every saint-level war spirit was killed, a ball of extremely powerful white light emerged. These white lights melted very quickly, but they were captured by Jin Xianxuan and Ling Lao and handed over to Jin Ran and Yun Jun.

Three women absorbed.

These white lights contain the secret of breaking through to the holy level. Absorbing this essence will undoubtedly be of huge benefit to semi-holy powerhouses like Jin Ran.

This is why Mo Qi, Zhong Nian and the others want to bring the two of them in even if they want to cause dissatisfaction with the Jin Yan clan!

Although there were many holy-level war souls, only one or two flew by each time. Old Master Ling used his intermediate holy-level strength to the fullest, and none of them could pass through his defense line.

And behind him, between Zhao Xuetu and another saint-level strongman, the three Yunjun girls continued to refine the white light left behind when the groups of saint-level battle souls died.

However, this fight that shook the world did not last long. As Mr. Ling once again killed a saint-level fighting spirit, for a while, no fighting spirit around him dared to get close.

"What's going on with these fighting spirits?"

After stopping, not only did Mr. Ling not relax at all, but instead, a strong look of worry emerged between his eyebrows.

This space, for the two of them, is a blessed place where they can quickly create saint-level warriors!

Because of the existence of the altar, a mysterious power shrouded the area, limiting the performance of these holy-level war spirits, and they could not stay away from the area.

However, this time, Yun Jun and the others encountered a holy-level fighting spirit at a very far distance. From this, it can be seen that something must have happened here.

Moreover, in the past, once those holy-level war spirits awakened, they would attack non-stop. Each time, they were exhausted from fighting, and finally hid within the range of the altar, waiting for these war spirits to fall asleep again before they could

leave.

However, this time, these fighting spirits did not act as if they were going to die. One or two came forward to fight. They seemed to be unaffected by the altar, and stayed very far away from their sanity.

"Be careful!"

Looking at the fighting spirits gathered together, for some reason, Elder Ling felt an uneasy feeling in his heart.

As the top powerhouses stationed in the battle field of all races, both Ling Lao and Jin Xianxuan knew that there was a special thing sealed under the altar. Perhaps, this space where fighting souls were born was all because of it.

reason.

It was also because of the existence of the altar that they dared to bring outstanding members of their clan here to gain opportunities. However, in the current situation, there was clearly something wrong with that thing!

"If there is any abnormal movement, return to the altar immediately. These fighting spirits will definitely not dare to approach there!"

On the other side, Jin Xianxuan's expression was also solemn, and he was obviously aware that something was wrong.

While they were on guard, two powerful auras gradually spread, making the whole world tremble!

"Intermediate Holy Level?!"

"How is this possible?"

Sensing this aura, the expressions of Mr. Ling and Jin Xianxuan changed drastically.

…

In the aperture, this small space is filled with violent aura, and the huge vortex has spread all over the entire giant pool, like a giant mouth on the earth, madly devouring the pounds of water that are continuously poured in.

True essence.

Compared with such violence, in the depths of the giant pool, at the end of the vortex, it seemed unusually quiet.

There, darkness surged, and those violent primeval energy seemed to cause no movement at all.

And somewhere in the darkness, a figure floated quietly in it, surrounded by dark red blood scabs. At this time, from the dark pool, there was extremely pure energy, constantly flowing.

Inject it into the blood scab.

Under the injection of this energy, I don't know how long it lasted. Finally, at a certain moment, the figure wrapped in blood scab finally trembled.

Immediately, the blood scab cracked and gradually fell off, revealing the figure inside.

"Where is this?"

This figure was none other than Qin Yichen. In the terrible water whirlpool before, his nearly collapsed body, coupled with the terrible dizziness, made him lose consciousness!

After returning to consciousness, his eyes immediately opened, but the place he saw was pitch black, and he found that there seemed to be a special force here that suppressed his mental power, making it impossible for his mental power to be released.
Chapter completed!