The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

The spirit of the **** altar is the **** that guards the thirteen **** altars!

Each of them has a demigod cultivation, but the actual combat power is definitely far beyond this.

Previously, Chu Yan was in the stone and stone forest. The gods and spirits all told Chu Yan about the guardian spirit of the altar.

But in the battlefield of gods, of course, no one would tell these geniuses.

Therefore, when more than a dozen guardian spirits suddenly popped up on each of the **** altars, and after countless soul shadows, the number of monks who died under the first wave of attacks alone reached seven or eight. Bit.

"Let's join hands and deal with these guardians first! Then we will have the chance to get godheads!"

After a moment of confusion, all the geniuses of the major forces reacted quickly and began to speak together, sending out a message of consciousness to the allies who had negotiated before.

Soon, the originally scattered battlefield began to form a team.

The forces from one side to the other chose to join forces to launch an attack on a certain **** altar.

"You ... you ..."

Only Tongshan is here, but with a pale face, he turned his head to look behind him, and looked in front of him.

He now regrets it so much that he wouldn't be so cheap anymore, he didn't want to say what Chu Yan was doing! ?

Well now, Yuelinglong, Chang Tianhe, and Shen Shengjie's three-party team all focused on themselves.

However, this month Linglong and Shen Shengjie have a good relationship with Chu Yan, and everyone in the world knows it, but everyone did not expect that the newly-known "Sword Emperor of the River" also had a relationship with Chu Yan.

Now Chu Yan hasn't appeared yet, but these three Chu Yan's friends are all focusing on themselves.

boom! boom! boom!

Yue Linglong's guard has launched an attack on the demon sect who is guarding the altar.

Including a group of young strong men brought by Shen Shengjie, they also attacked their demon camp from the other side.

In addition, on the altar occupied by the gods behind, the guardian spirit commanded a large group of soul shadows, and also launched an attack on Yaozong.

On both sides of the attack, the Tongshan magpie was indifferent, and watching the large array of defenses would collapse.

"Strange, why is Bu Jingtian still acting !?"

Hua Shenyun and Qin Muxue attacked a **** altar together, turning their heads at the same time, constantly looking in a distance.

There, a figure stood, holding a heavy knife, like a statue, but still intact.

The three of them, as the three geniuses of the Holy Pavilion, have known each other for many years.

On such occasions, if you change to the previous one, I'm afraid that Buqitian would have been so hot that she swept the audience alone.

"Everybody, do you think Chu Yan won't show up !? Would you like to occupy these **** altars first?"

In the distance, of course, Bu Jingtian also saw the eyes of Huashenyun and Qin Muxue. Under his frown slightly, he turned his head to look around, and several Zhao geniuses asked.

At this time, the steps were shocking, and there was still the prestige of arrogance in the sky on weekdays.

In front of several Zhao's geniuses, even if he was repeatedly humiliated, he did not dare to show resentment, with a respectful attitude, just like a person.

"A bunch of rubbish! What is there to fight! Just a few are OK, others are weaker than ants!"

Among Zhao's geniuses, a young man said with disdain.

But the problem of shocking the sky seemed to him as if he hadn't heard it.

"This is the case in the lower realm. If these people were in the ancient times, they may not even be qualified as war slaves!"

Another genius of the Zhao family also chuckled.

"Hum! Don't stop talking nonsense, this time, we are here to do business at the command of the patriarch!"

The genius headed by the Zhao family opened his mouth and yelled at everyone, then turned his head to look at the sacred altar in the distance, a fierce battle, and in his eyes, different lights flashed.

"However, since we are here, we will wait, let them see, I will wait for the power of the archetypes!"

The word landed, and immediately made the eyes of several Zhao geniuses shine.

"Brother, right!"

"Yeah, brother, let these **** know that the real genius of my sanctuary is definitely the existence they look up to!"

"Go ahead, brother, don't hesitate!"

"..."

Several Zhao's geniuses could not help but want to take a shot and let these people see how powerful they are.

Now, taking the lead in talking, they were certainly excited.

"Ok!"

The leading brother, nodding, nodded, his body cultivation began to rise slowly.

Beside him, eight Zhao geniuses released their strength, and one after another the powerful power continued to surge.

It was like a violent thunder, blasting the place where they were, the void around them.

Above the ground, large fissures, like spider webs, spread out.

Their main task is to wait for Chu Yan to appear.

However, this did not delay their attempts to let these garbage-like practitioners see the power of the Holy Pavilion.

"You guys, go ahead!"

The eldest brother who took the lead, among the Zhao family, has the highest seniority, which is regarded as the cousin relationship of these eight people.

The Zhao family has the highest family status, so several other Zhao geniuses, who are called Big Brothers, fully listen to his orders.

"OK! Brother, look at us!"

With a word falling to the ground, the four geniuses of the Zhao family exploded with anger, their bodies shaped like arrows, bursting out.

Four people, four gold swords, killed the nearest four **** altars.

It took only three breaths for the four to stand before their goals, and their faces were confident and smiling.

If it is normal, or before the contest of the gods, the appearance of these four strangers will surely attract the attention of the audience.

But now, the entire battlefield of godheads, before the thirteen godhead altars, has become a pot of porridge.

Therefore, the appearance of the four did not cause much fluctuation.

After all, there are hundreds or thousands of geniuses in the battlefield of gods at this time. Of course, four people are not enough to attract too much attention.

"Well, Sacred Court, do it !?"

However, others do n’t pay attention to it. Naturally, the celestial lords of Zhao ’s genius in Shengtian Pavilion are instantly excited and looking forward ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ For Zhao ’s genius, in the ancient times, the highest point of Shengtian Pavilion The geniuses of the period, how strong they are, they have long wanted to see them.

Now they finally shot.

Including Bu Jingtian, they are all eyes closely watching the four Zhao geniuses.

"Large ring universe!"

"Nine Thunders are determined!"

"Xianguangdongxiao!"

"....."

Four Zhao's geniuses shot all kinds of powerful sacred arts at the same time, bursting out like countless gods of light.

Immediately afterwards, the figures of the four rushed up at the same time and rushed towards the top of the altar of the gods.

(End of this chapter)