Fighting the Martial Universe

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Ordinary Soul Fighting Cultivation Techniques, even if they are cultivated to the extreme, are only equivalent to the level of Fighting Soul 5th Stage Fighting Soul 6th Stage, no matter how strong they are, they cannot be improved.

The Heaven and Earth Fighting Soul Secret Art taught by the Eighth Master to Zhang Mofan back then requires collecting genius and earth treasures to improve it.

However, Zhang Mofan's fighting spirit has its own cultivation method, can enter the Universe Hall to practice, and can be upgraded all the time, the seventh rank is just the beginning.

A large amount of golden light rose from behind him and turned into a huge phantom ten feet high, with a powerful aura radiating from the phantom of the Eastern Emperor's fighting spirit.

Everyone looked at here and could feel that the Douhuang Douhun behind Zhang Mofan was much stronger than Jian Wumei's Xuanyuan Sword God Douhun.

"How is this possible?"

"There is actually a god-level fighting spirit that is stronger than the sword **** Xuanyuan?"

"Furthermore, this fighting spirit is even bigger, reaching ten feet."

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This is just a ten-zhang phantom, which already gives people a sense of oppression. Once the real fighting spirit comes, it will be truly terrifying, enough to destroy the world.

"This guy's fighting spirit has actually cultivated, and it's stronger."

Jian Wumei was hit hard. It seemed that everything about him had been suppressed by Zhang Mofan. He even suspected that Zhang Mofan had the same adventure as him.

"Jian Wumei, now that you are forcing me to sacrifice the Eastern Emperor's fighting spirit, you have no chance of winning."

Zhang Mofan held Shensha and felt the power transmitted by the Eastern Emperor's Fighting Spirit. This power had improved him by more than twenty times, and his aura was far above Jian Wumei.

No matter how strong Jian Wumei is, his combat effectiveness is only comparable to the late stage of Qianxuan or his peak, but Zhang Mofan has climbed to the middle stage of Kunxuan.

If Zhang Mofan used the Eight Doors Dunjia again, it would be enough to kill the holy son in the mid-Kunxuan stage.

Listening to Zhang Mofan’s words, Jian Wumei was deeply affected by the Euphorbia. He also roared and rushed directly to Zhang Mofan. The long sword in his hand showed a strong sword intent, which was the power transmitted by the sword **** Xuanyuan’s fighting spirit. Sword intent.

He turned into a peerless swordsman, and slammed Zhang Mofan with a sword.

Facing Jian Wumei's sword, Zhang Mofan looked indifferent, and the halberd in his hand slammed away.

boom!

Suddenly, everyone saw an astonishing scene, and saw that Jian Wumei's sword intent was completely shattered by the bombardment. He also flew upside down, spurting blood from his mouth, as for the sword **** Xuanyuan Douhun. , Is also very weak, as if it might disappear at any time.

The saints of Tianyuan Sacred Palace looked at this scene in disbelief, especially those saints, all of them were dull and couldn't believe it.

Their talent in Tianyuan Sacred Palace in recent years, the top of the "Five Elements List", will actually lose to the top of Guixu Sacred Palace.

Moreover, the gap seems huge.

After Zhang Mofan released the fighting spirit, the outcome of the battle was basically decided.

"This Zhang Mofan is really a monster."

Many saints secretly marveled.

As for that Yan Shen, looking at Jian Wumei who was lying on the ground, he was equally dumb, somewhat unbelievable.

"Damn, Jian Wumei lost, I also lost, I want to get the ranking, the next draw, I must win both games."

Gu Ming's face was a bit ugly.

He originally thought that if Jian Wumei had won, then in the next draw, as long as there was a tie, he would be able to get a place.

Now that Jian Wumei has lost, it may not be easy to win the next two games.

On the contrary, teams like Shen Mu and Yan Shen are able to guarantee a complete victory in the two games.

"It really won."

Shen Mu has always been calm. Although he believed in Chang Yuan's words, the battle between Zhang Mofan and Jian Wumei just now made him afraid.

Today, they have won both games in this round and have already got a spot ahead of time.

As for Yan Shen's team, they also won both races.

The female saint who teamed up with Yan Shen, named Wen Ling, was the strongest saint among the ten potential saints of Tianyuan Sacred Palace, and had reached the level of the late Kunxuan stage.

The two of them teamed up, and no matter who was drawn, they almost swept.

And Li Yifan's team is also full of the two wars.

Lei Meng's team is also full of two battles.

As for Meng'er, she was a little bit unlucky. She lost both wars and her team had almost no hope of getting a spot.

Next, is the second round of draws.

This time the draw, Shen Mu and Zhang Mofan's opponents were even weaker, both of them easily defeated their opponents, completed the two games and won two places.

Yan Shen and Wen Ling also won the two games.

Li Yifan's team had one win and one tie and only won one spot.

Lei Meng's team had one win and one tie and only won one spot.

Of the two holy palaces, the only team that got two places was the team of Shen Mu and Yan Shen. As for the other teams, either got one place or didn't.

This result was unexpected to many saints.

"Such a game of exchange, luck is really a big part."

A sage sighed. His apprentice was the fourth-ranked sage of Tianyuan Sacred Palace's "Qiankun List", but as a result, he failed to get the spot.

However, there is no other way, they have set the rules.

"Well, now the exchange competition is over. Those who have not got the quota, just wait in place. As for those who get the quota, follow me to the inheritance cave."

Immediately, there were a few sages leading the team and marching to the distant mountains and forests.

As for the saints who stayed, they were faintly unwilling, and their masters were also comforting.

"You don't have to be discouraged. If someone from other forces comes, you also rush in."

A saint said.

"People from other forces are coming?"

Jian Wumei didn't understand slightly, the other saints were also listening with their ears upright.

"Although we have kept the secret of the inheritance cave of the most sacred palace of Qinghuo, we have kept it secret, but the news is still spread, and there will definitely be other masters coming. If they also enter, you two holy sons of the holy palace will join forces. Get up, understand?"

Then the old saint reminds ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The treasure left by the Qinghuozhisheng during his lifetime, no matter what, can't be obtained by forces outside the holy palace?

"understand!"

Many Saints nodded.

As for Mengmeng, his heart is like a mirror. This battle for the sacred inheritance of the blue fire is definitely not just these holy children.

The Black Soul, those ancient families, and even the forces of the 36th Mansion will come, and the competition will be extremely fierce at that time.

Zhang Mofan and others, led by many sages, came to the depths of the mountains and forests, where there was a huge cave mansion, but there was a giant stone palm that blocked the gate of the cave mansion, and it was the stone palm that sealed the cave mansion.

As for the surroundings of the cave, there was a strong wave of fluctuations, it was the fluctuation of the holy path, but the strength left over from the life of the blue fire holy, unless the titled holy appeared, it would be impossible to tear this layer of fluctuations.

Many holy sons saw this cave, their eyes flashed with fanaticism.