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Let ten dragon veins return to Xuantian land? Is it possible?

Emperor Xuan was silent and didn't know how to answer Ye Chen's question. In his opinion, it was impossible to achieve cultivation without spiritual state.

And how many gods are there in Xuantian?

Even in the spirit state, it is extremely difficult to enter the battlefield of all souls, because there is no transmission array that can support the pressure of the spirit state.

Let alone take the ten dragons directly away from the battle field of all souls. With Ye Chen's current strength, it is impossible to do so.

"No, the master may be able to!" Emperor Xuan suddenly exclaimed, "if the master's banishment of time and space is strong enough to a certain level, it can make ten dragon veins return to Xuantian land."

Emperor Xuan's tone was full of horror, and he could not help but ponder: "is the master really the ancestor god's reincarnation?"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and then when he saw the vast mountains, he could not help shaking his head with a bitter smile: "with my current strength, I can't do it. Besides, I don't know the space node of the new Xuantian continent!"

"Now the master can't do it, but the master knows the space node of all souls battlefield. If you go back to Xuantian land and find the space node of Xuantian continent, you can directly banish space and time into this place, and then send back the ten dragons?" Emperor Xuan's tone was firm.

Hearing the speech, ye Chen's eyes lit up. Yes, why didn't you think of this method? Someone in Xuantian mainland must know the space nodes of Xuantian continent. Thinking of this, ye Chen Mei Yu could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"But now, I'd like to think about how to capture ten Lingshan mountains and capture the spirit of the dragon." Looking at the huge magic mountain in the distance, ye Chen looks a su.

He knew that it must be the secret "heaven" that made the thunder eel and the ancient crocodile dragon blood suddenly go mad just now, trying to prevent the friars from seizing the Qi of the Dragon veins.

However, there is no limit to the sea of spirits, and there must be more than a few half Saint level monsters. It is very difficult to capture Lingshan.

"Brother ye, we are almost recovered. We can start now." Ao cangxue looks at the magic mountain in the distance, and his expression is excited.

Peace has been restored all around, but all auras in the air and sea have been taken out, which is a bad omen for people.

Without the support of the spirit of heaven and earth, the only way to replenish the power of spirit in the body is to absorb precious crystal and holy crystal.

"Go." Ye Chen did not hesitate to take out the warship. The warship was driven by Baojing. The disappearance of the aura of heaven and earth did not make much difference to it.

The warship braved the wind and waves and quickly approached the Lingshan mountain in the distance. It seemed very close, but the warship galloped for half a month and didn't even come to Lingshan.

The original black Lingshan also had some changes. Instead of being pitch black, it gave out a kind of brilliant brilliance. From time to time, a strong breath flashed through the bottom of the sea, and a violent and bloody air soared to the sky.

"All the sea monsters of the sea of spirits gather here?" Ye Chen frowns. It seems that it is not so simple to capture Lingshan and capture the spirit of the dragon.

It's no wonder that for countless years, the star domain has been ranked the bottom of the list of all souls battlefield. There is not even a peak of the heavenly spirit realm. Let alone capture the Lingshan mountain, it is extremely difficult to get close to it.

Those sea monsters are not vegetarians. Many of them have reached the level of half saint, and they are all monsters. Who are their opponents.

At the moment, Lingshan has already been boiling, and countless monks gathered here. Looking at it, the figure is graceful and dense.

Ten colorful Lingshan towering into the sky, I do not know how many feet high, below is deep into the sea floor, hesitant to rise like a sword.

Looking at one eye from afar, you can feel a vast and majestic momentum, and the air of manghuang is even more striking, which makes people feel palpable.

It seems that the ten Lingshan mountains are far apart, but when you walk in, you will find that each one is at least hundreds of miles away. Nine of them are surrounded by a circle, and one in the center is like a king. It is guarded by a kind of bodyguard.

The aura here is so rich that it can even condense into spirit liquid. Obviously, all the auras in the sea of spirits are gathered here.

Under the resplendent Lingshan, a statue of a giant swam, sometimes roaring, sending out a murderous air. No one dares to step forward for a moment.

This is not a God's burial ground. If a god dies, he can be reborn. But here, once he dies, he dies.

Just when everyone was afraid of it, a golden gun shot out of the sky. A man in gold armor stepped out of the void and killed directly towards a purple Ling mountain.

The man is a big man with thick black hair flying in the wind, his golden armor is shining, and his golden spear is flying like a peerless God of war.

"It's him! Zhao Wuji, the second master of Shenzhou

The crowd trembled and screamed out the man's name. Most monks showed fear in their eyes. Some looked at the golden spear man in awe.

The divine realm is the transcendent existence in the nine realms of the human race. It can be imagined that Zhao Wuji was able to create the name of the second expert in the divine realm."Oh..."

All of a sudden, a roar came from the sea, setting off hundreds of Zhang waves. A black dragon rose from the sea, and its huge tail smashed at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's face was very calm. His black hair hung down his shoulders, and his eyes were shining fiercely. When the black Jiao approached, the golden spear was like a golden dragon, and the target was directed at the black Jiao's head.

Zhao Wuji is straightforward and cold, with invincible self-confidence, as if facing him is not a half Saint level master, but an ordinary monster.

The black Jiao's domineering body collides with the golden spear. The fire is everywhere, and the golden awn is dazzling. A river of blood splashes from the black Jiao.

The crowd took a breath. It was a semi holy dragon. Zhao Wuji broke the defense and suffered heavy damage.

"Terran mole ants, dare to hurt my dragon body, I am bound to cut you." Black Jiao angry, mouth spit out a black flame, instantly Zhao Wuji shrouded in.

Zhao Wuji's face finally changed. His eyes were cold, as if the sea of fire had not been put in his eyes. His eyesight was only the figure of black dragon.

A golden competition shot out from the black sea of fire, and the flames burst all over the sky. However, the golden competition became more and more fierce and penetrated the black Jiao's body directly.

"Ha ha, brother Zhao is very powerful." Some monks in the divine region roared with excitement.

"Elder martial brother Zhao leads the battle. Kill." After a blast, friars of Shenyu rushed to the purple mountain.

At this time, a purple and gold figure flashed in the distance and rushed to another mountain peak at a high speed. The strong breath and lightning speed made people react.

When the figure disappeared, a Shenmu warship broke through the waves, and several sharp eyes from above swept the whole venue. What stood in the bow of the boat was a figure with a head, but the lower part was a figure of black wood. A fierce murderous spirit burst out of him.

"Dead mouse, get out of here." The half tree man's fierce eyes swept the whole audience, and then he said coldly. The powerful momentum directly shattered the dark clouds in the void.

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