Wan Huayu started to tell the truth, saying: "The two circles have heard the news from Yingsha City, hoping that we can cooperate with each other and go all out to win the Holy Spring."

"When Shengyuan Lingquan was born, they would lead the strong human race in the sand city, hold back the Devouring Dragon and most of the Beastmasters, and create opportunities for us."

Everyone was whispering and talking to each other.

If it is true that the monks of the tribe can be united and united internally and externally, then the chances of seizing the source of the Holy Spirit will increase greatly.

Feng Wanli immediately asked: "How to distribute to the Holy Spirit Spring?"

Wanhua said: "According to the meaning of the two realms, they took 70% of them and allocated them to the major forces participating in the battle in the city. 30% of the five major forces outside us can take away. When competing for the Holy Source, Whoever contributes more, the more they share. What do you like? "

In Yingsha City, not only thousands of denominations and families, large or small, but also countless warriors and martial arts soldiers.

They are evenly divided, not too much.

The birth of the Holy Source Spirit Fountain must be massive. Even if only 30% of it is left, it is a huge amount.

No one can rely on their own strength to win the Holy Spirit Source. If they can cooperate, they will naturally choose to cooperate.

All the people present had no opinion.

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"Feng Jia is proficient in raising ghosts. When the Holy Source Spirit Spring is born, you can release the ghosts of the undead and create chaos for the barbarous ethnic group."

"Xuan Jianzong is responsible for holding down the barbarians to the north, and Heiyi Yipintang is responsible for holding down the barbarians to the south. I will lead the soldiers of Wanjia to launch the attack from the front."

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Wanhuayu has been following the trillions of battles around the trillions. He has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and is very proficient in platoon formation and overall planning. He has a commanding spirit.

Feng Wanli stared at the sand table, and asked, "We are all going to fight the wild, who is going to take the Holy Spring?"

Wan Huayu's star eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen with a smile, saying: "Gu Gongzi is competent for this task."

Immediately after, Wanhua said: "At least four of the masters under Gu Gongzi have the ability to compete with the Beastmaster. Among them, Da Sikong and Er Sikong are even stronger on the" Semi-Holy List ". As long as there is no accident, it is enough to capture the Holy Source Spirit Fountain. Gu Gongzi, what do you think? "

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Ruochen didn't say a word and kept silent. Only then did he smile and said, "I have no opinion."

"I have an opinion."

Feng Wanli stood up and said, "Gu Linfeng is indeed a master like a cloud, but what if he took away the Holy Source Spirit Spring and swallowed it alone?"

The rest of the monks share the same concerns.

Among the representatives of Xuan Jianzong, a thirty-year-old with a condensed expression, said: "The worry of Feng Wanli indeed has a certain truth. The seizure of the Holy Source Spirit Spring is of great importance and no accident can occur. I suggest that our four major forces also each send a top master to fight with the **** of blood gods. "

The name, "Jing Yi Ban Sheng," is the wife of the Xuanjian Sect, and has a very high status in the Xuanjian Sect.

At the same time, the restoration of Jingyi Bansheng is also extremely powerful, and has already passed through a quasi-holy calamity.

At this time, an old man from Yipintang of Beiyu Black Market also came out and offered the same opinions as Xuanyi Bansheng.

"We must have one person in Yipintang, the black market, and personally participate in the struggle for the Holy Source."

The old man, named the ancestor of the fire ancestor, also passed through a quasi-sacred calamity, and his strength was comparable to that of the semi-sacred cloak.

Above the ninth-order semi-holy, there is "quasi-holy three calamities".

The quasi-holy three robberies are: forty-nine robberies, eighty-nine robberies, and life and death robberies.

Sanctification is not easy, every calamity is extremely dangerous, and a little carelessness will disappear.

Of course, with each calamity, the sacred soul and body of the monk will undergo great changes, and the cultivation will increase dramatically.

Only after passing through the three calamities and experiencing three transitions, can he be exalted and sanctified.

Most of the characters in the "Half-Holy List" and "Half-Holy List" have gone through two quasi-holy robberies, or three quasi-holy robberies.

The only exception is a qualified soul.

For example, most of the realms in the human race are still in the ninth-order semi-holy realm, but they have already reached the "half-holy list" and ranked high.

There are also the devouring dragons in the wild beasts, which have not yet entered the realm of quasi-sages.

Most of the beast kings of the twelve barbarian beasts have gone through two quasi-holy robberies.

Of course, there are also several Beastmasters who have only passed through the quasi-holy calamity once, but with the blood of the **** beast, the outbreak of combat power is enough to compare with the beastmaster who has passed through the quasi-holy calamity twice.

It was finally determined that Wanhuayu, Jingyi Bansheng, the ancestor of the Fire Yuan, and Feng Wanli, together with Zhang Ruochen, would seize the source of the Holy Spirit.

Afterwards, the crowd conducted a series of arrangements and discussions before leaving.

When Zhang Ruochen and Sun Dadi returned to the hidden formation, Qing Mo was cooking. On the iron frame, driving a fiery golden owl more than 20 meters long, had been roasted golden and exuding a strong flavour.

Not far away, there are two large iron pots, one for soup and one for cooking.

All the monks were surrounded by Qing Mo, staring directly at Huojin black meat and two large iron pots.

Xiao Hei is like a little white dog, squatting under the Huojin black meat, eyes wide enough to fist, tongue licked and licked his lips, and asked, "Are you cooked?"

"Not yet!" Qing Mo said.

"My emperor can't wait. Even if I am not yet familiar, can't I pay for it first?"

Xiao Hei couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped forward and flew towards Huojinwurou. Its mouth is getting bigger and bigger, in the end, it has become more than twenty meters long, which is quite scary.

It was just that Xiao Hei's tongue hadn't touched the flesh of Huo Jinwu, and Da Sikong grabbed its tail and dragged it back.

"Amitabha! Black donor, you are really black! Is it because you want to swallow the whole Huojinwu in one sip?" Da Sikong said.

Er Sikong also stepped forward and said, "The Qingmo donor said just now that the Huojinwu has reached the ninth-order semi-sacred state, and it already contains a very large spirit."

"Today, she has used some special secrets and added sixteen elixirs to make the essence of Huojin black flesh even thicker. Do not eat it before it is cooked. Once eaten, I am afraid there will be some disadvantages. Impact."

Xiao He blinked his eyes, struggled hard, and flung forward, yelling, "Who scared me? Haven't the Emperor ever eaten?"

Taking Da Sikong's cultivation as an example, there are some who cannot control it.

As a last resort, Er Sikong also made a handprint and pressed against Xiao Hei's head.

Together, they finally suppressed Xiao Hei.

Xiao He yelled: "Two bald donkeys, don't assume that the emperor doesn't know what you're thinking about, and you want to eat, right? A monk should be vegetarian, and if he eats meat, it will break the practice and ruin the practice."

Da Si uttered a Buddhist chant, looking very serious, saying, "The Buddha has passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. The opening and closing precepts are actually a kind of tempering."

"Believe it or not, tell the Emperor about this and tell your master Indra the old monk?" Xiao Gangdao.

Both Da Sikong and Er Sikong were startled, and the power used was slightly reduced.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Hei's body quickly shrank to become the size of a mosquito, broke free, and flung to the fiery black meat above the iron frame again.

"Snapped!"

Qing Mo held a silver-white kitchen knife in his hand, and gently swiped Xiao Hei to fly out.

Qing Mo pursed her lips and reprimanded, "I haven't cooked yet, I can't eat it, Xiao Hei, why aren't you obedient?"

In this scene, Zhang Ruochen naturally saw in his eyes, showing a hint of wonder.

Xiao Hei's speed is quite amazing, even Sun Dadi failed to catch it. However, Qing Mo just waved the kitchen knife gently and flew Xiao Hei out.

Is it just a coincidence?

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's return, everyone was settled down and no longer as noisy as before.

"Let me go. Why is it so fragrant?"

Sun Dadi smelled the scent, and the whole person was excited.

With a bang, the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground, and he stepped forward and rushed towards Huojin.

However, Sun Dadi was still a few feet away from Huojin black meat, and he was tripped to the ground by Da Sikong and fell a dog to eat shit.

Zhang Ruochen also smelled the strong fragrance from things, which aroused appetite.

That appetite transcends color, **** and greed.

Even if a peerless beauty with naked body or naked body, or Jinshan Yinshan, is in front of him, I am afraid that kind of attraction is not as good as a piece of barbecue.

Zhang Ruochen used his strong will to suppress the desire in his heart as much as possible. He seemed quite calm, walked towards Qing Mo, and observed her carefully.

Qing Mo raised his head, met Zhang Ruochen's eyes, showed a timid look, and immediately looked away.

Huang Yanchen came over and appeared on the side of Zhang Ruochen, and asked, "Brother Chen, how are you discussing with Wanhua Yu?"

Zhang Ruochen's gaze was still on Qing Mo's body, saying: "Qing Mo's cultivation should be very powerful, right?"

Huang Yanchen stunned for a moment and said, "Sure enough, I still can't hide from you. In fact, Qing Mo's cultivation is extremely high, but he has been growing in the inner world of Tianlun Seal, and has never been in contact with the outside world, so he is very timid. It's exceptionally simple. "

"Growth? What does this mean?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Huang Yanchen said: "Green ink is not a human, but a green ink vine. It has grown in the inner world of Tianlun Seal for more than 40,000 years. Sixteen years ago, it finally cultivated into an adult form."

Zhang Ruochen was already very puzzled and said, "Since her cultivation is very high, why can she enter the Qinglong Market?"

Huang Yanchen hesitated for a moment ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ said: "When I took the green ink out of the seal of the sky, the Queen also knew about it. The Queen thought that a holy medicine had grown for more than 40,000 years. Sacred medicine will definitely attract a lot of people's covet. "

"So, the queen used a counter-aircraft method to cover up the breath and strength of Qing Mo. As long as Qing Mo did not actively use the power of the Holy Land, the space in the Qinglong Market would not collapse."

Zhang Ruochen said: "That is to say, Qing Mo is not a maid to the Chen family?"

Huang Yanchen was silent for a long while, staring at Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and said, "Sorry, I shouldn't lie to you."

"I'm just very curious, which sentence should you believe?"

Zhang Ruochen stared deeply at Huang Yanchen, always feeling that she was both familiar and unfamiliar.

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I wish everyone a happy Christmas, in addition to adding more, everything can be done. (To be continued.)