Urban Medical God

Chapter 3406: Change!

It turned out that in this ancient battlefield, the rolling waves of evil spirits, mixed with monstrous battle spirits, had completely spread outside, causing huge changes.

The world outside was shaking violently, and there seemed to be countless powerful men shouting and roaring from above the nine heavens, and the sound of fighting and killing was shocking and shocking.

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

After all, the outside world is like a cloud, if there is a strong person who steps into this world, then he is in danger.

It is a pity that the fluctuations of the evil spirits have already spread to the outside world, the world is changing violently, and many powerful people in the kingdom of God have captured this scene.

Tiandao Palace, deep, Sogo Shenxia Palace.

Xuanyuan Mo Xiezheng sat cross-legged in the hall, silently adjusting his breath to heal his injuries. He noticed this wave of war, and suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

"What a strong fighting spirit aura!"

He looked out of the window, and the dark clouds in the distant sky seemed to be brewing a breathtaking atmosphere.

"An ancient battle spirit was born?"

Almost instantly, Xuanyuan Moxie sensed that this was the aura of the ancient war spirits, gathering the souls of countless ancient powerful men, and possessing extremely abundant energy.

"If I can refine the ancient battle spirit, my injury can be recovered instantly!"

A fiery expression appeared in Xuanyuan Moxie's eyes.

The aura of the ancient battle soul is extremely majestic. If it can be absorbed, his injuries can be healed instantly, and the realm of cultivation may also break through.

"Xuanwu, come and see you soon!"

When his eyes turned, Xuanyuan Moxie had a decision in his heart.

Step, step, step.

His voice fell, and a man with a magnificent light all over his body quickly stepped into the hall. It was Chen Xuanwu.

"Master Palace, what's your order?"

Chen Xuanwu asked.

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

Xuanyuan Moxie's tone was solemn, and the ancient battle spirit was born, and there must be some feeling on the side of the palace.

He must act quickly, rush in front of Mo Xueming, to subdue the battle spirit.

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

In other words, whoever can grab the ancient battle spirit will be in a superior position in the next battle!

"My lord, you...you are hurt, Jiuyouhu should stay and take care of you. I can go alone."

Chen Xuanwu reminded softly that Xuanyuan Moxie's injuries have not yet recovered, and if there is no one to guard, the consequences will be disastrous if an accident occurs.

"Don't worry, I have an army at hand, no one can hurt me, so hurry up and don't let the Underworld go up first!"

When Xuanyuan Moxie spoke, he drew a sword.

This sword is full of murderous aura, full of terrifying killing aura, and a trace of the source of mystery. It is the first of the legendary "Zhu Xian Four Swords", Zhu Xian Sword!

Although Xuanyuan Moxie hadn't completely controlled this Zhuxian Sword, he had already shown some murderous aura, which was enough to counter unexpected accidents.

The ancient battle spirit is too valuable, he is determined to win it, and Chen Xuanwu alone may not be able to grab the Underworld, so he wants to send Jiuyouhu out.

"Yes, my lord, I will set off right away."

Chen Xuanwu agreed and walked out of the hall immediately.

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

It was a gray-haired old man, but his eyebrows were sharp and aging, with tiger whiskers on his cheeks, and a huge pen on his back.

This old man is just Jiuyouhu.

The seals of Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi were lifted, and his aura gradually recovered, he was able to evolve into a human form, his body was filled with demons, and his cultivation was very powerful, reaching the middle stage of the holy ancestor realm.

The giant pen behind him is the magic weapon of the former Emperor Yiwen, the Qingtianrenhuang pen.

After the death of Emperor Yiwen, the Qingtianrenhuang pen fell in the Heavenly Dao Palace, and Xuanyuan Moxie bestowed it on him.

"Master Jiuyouhu, the ancient battle spirit was born, and the palace owner told us to go and collect it together."

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

After all, Jiuyouhu is the ancient great demon, the master of the ancient ten evils, with a terrifying background.

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

It's just that Xuanyuan Moxie used some tricks to deliberately confuse him. His current spirit is very unstable, and his memory has not fully recovered. There is a danger of biting back at any time.

"Oh."

Listening to Chen Xuanwu's words, Jiu Youhu only faintly replied, his brows tightened, and he looked like he was thinking deeply. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Let's go."

Chen Xuanwu dare not say too much. If he wants to completely subdue Jiuyouhu, unless he can capture the ancient battle soul and let Xuanyuan Moxie completely recover his injuries, in this way, Xuanyuan Moxie can use the supreme coercion to force his life. Fu Jiu Youhu did not have his turn to resist.

At the moment, the two of them kept tearing apart the void and headed straight for Realm City.

On the other side, the Palace of the Underworld, is also brewing.

"An ancient battle spirit was born!"

Mo Xueming was in retreat, perceiving the avenue of Shura's Patriarch, and suddenly he sensed the unexpected movement of the heavens and the earth.

His injury is far from healed, and he wants to heal completely.

And this ancient battle soul has an extremely abundant aura that can heal his injuries.

"Heaven's Path Palace must have sent someone out!"

Mo Xueming gritted his teeth. The power of his Ming Palace is not as strong as the Heavenly Dao Palace. Since the end of the Master Killing Conference, his vitality has been greatly injured.

Now he has no one available, which is rather bleak.

But the value of this ancient battle soul is too great, and he absolutely cannot give in.

Otherwise, once he was snatched by the Heavenly Dao Palace, Xuanyuan Moxie would use this to recover his injuries, and that would be when his Ming Palace was destroyed.

"Fine, no matter what, you can't let the Heavenly Dao Palace succeed!"

Mo Xueming's eyes were resolute, and his whole body suddenly rolled around, evolving into a clone.

"go with!"

He shouted ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The clone flew out and went straight to the realm city.

"Puff!"

After the clone left, Mo Xueming vomited blood and his face became pale.

The cultivation base of that clone had reached the middle stage of the holy ancestor realm, and he condensed with all his true essence.

He had just recovered from his injury, and now so desperately, he immediately vomited blood and suffered a severe backlash.

"This ancient battle soul, I must **** it!!"

Mo Xueming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Now his situation is very miserable. The foundation of the Hall of the Underworld is severely injured, and he is badly wounded. If even the ancient battle soul is snatched by the Heavenly Dao Palace, then he will be finished!

He has no choice!

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