Chapter 3008 God-Level Spirit Fruit Ceremony Begins

Fei of the Zimi sect rushed forward like crazy, afraid that the god-level spirit fruit would be preempted by other sects.

When they were running, the Sovereign stretched out his half-dry hand and forgot to take the slave Zhao Wuxing with him.

If the god-level spiritual fruit in God's Domain has a self-defense method similar to the phantom array, it will just throw Zhao Wuxing there.

A few minutes later, everyone in the Purple Misty Sect came to a large group of god-level spiritual fruit trees.

The delicate and charming red fruits are densely hung on the green branches, which are extremely eye-catching.

As Elder Tanlu said, there are at least 3,000 god-level spiritual fruits in this forest.

What made them even more delighted was that this god-level spirit fruit was different from the god-level spirit fruit in the primeval forest. It didn't have any self-defense measures, let alone any phantom array.

An elder of Zi Mi Sect immediately threw Zhao Wuxing away. There was no danger, and this slave would not be needed for the time being.

All the people from the Purple Misty Sect rushed towards this piece of god-level spiritual fruit at the fastest speed.

"Stop! Sovereign, there is something wrong with this god-level spiritual fruit!"

Zhao Wuxing was thrown aside by the suzerain, and when he saw the red spiritual fruit on the branch, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly wanted to understand it thoroughly.

Those superpowers who were above the eighth stage of the Yuanshen Realm did not die from cannibalism, but died in the trap of the Nine Feathers Yanhuang Clan and the Black Dragon Clan.

The god-level spiritual fruit in front of him is one of the traps!

This is the only plausible explanation.

Zhao Wuxing didn't know why he suddenly thought about all this clearly, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He jumped up from the ground with all his strength, and directly blocked the suzerain.

"Sovereign Lord, stop, there is something wrong with this piece of god-level spiritual fruit, this is a trap, everyone, don't step forward, step back!"

Although this group of Purple Mizong people treated him very badly, Zhao Wuxing couldn't just watch them die.

This is a trap of the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan. The Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan is targeting all cultivators outside the Divine Realm. At this moment, he must abandon his personal grievances.

"Nonsense, you bitch, get the hell out of here!"

The suzerain only had the god-level spiritual fruit in his eyes, and when he saw Zhao Wuxing standing in front of him suddenly, he waved his hands angrily, swept Zhao Wuxing aside, and continued to rush forward to the god-level spiritual fruit.

Zhao Wuxing's body was like a kite with a broken string, it drew an arc in the air, landed in embarrassment, and smashed several big trees one after another.

Zhao Wuxing kept vomiting blood from his mouth and his chest collapsed, but luckily he survived.

The suzerain was in a hurry to get the god-level spirit fruit. Affected by this mentality, he didn't use much attack power.

After Zhao Wuxing smashed several big trees, his body finally stopped moving backwards.

The moment he stopped, he discovered that his body was not leaning against a big tree, but a human calf.

Looking back according to Wuxing's conditioned reflex, he saw five young men standing silently behind him, exuding a palpitating pressure of blood, which made people want to kneel down and worship him.

The five young men looked at him standing high, full of disdain, like gods looking down on all living beings.

At this time, the group of Zi Mi Sect had already rushed under the god-level spirit fruit tree.

The red fruits are right in front of them, as long as they raise their hands, they will pick them off.

The eyes of everyone in Zi Mi Sect were gleaming with greed, and they reached out to pick it off.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and several dazzling golden lights erupted.

The golden light turned into golden wind blades, hitting everyone's heart accurately.

Everyone in the Zimi sect suffered from heart-rending chest pains, and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood, which accurately sprayed to the root of each god-level spiritual fruit tree.

Today's update is complete...

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I feel sick to my stomach tonight, it's even later in the evening, sorry everyone.