Chapter 371: The Past of the Spiritual Tribe

Ye Lingyun and Xiaobai rarely reached a tacit understanding.

"Who are you talking about?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, turned around and asked with some confusion.

"The Spirit Clan once had a Supreme Being, and it was precisely because of that Supreme Being that the Spirit Clan gradually began to rise."

Ye Lingyun explained calmly, "Today's spirit tribe is more or less related to the original supreme being by blood."

"But it is precisely because of that Supreme Being that the Spirit Clan has fallen to where it is now."

Xiaobai added next to him, "At the beginning, the world labeled the Spirit Clan as close to the Pantheon precisely because of that Supreme Being."

"It's really unbelievable that it has been sealed for more than 20,000 years, and yet... it has not yet exhausted its lifespan and died."

"The power in Chen Jinghong was given by that person."

Lin Yuan was slightly startled when he heard what the two of them said.

He didn't expect that such a secret would be involved in the Holy Land Competition.

He calmed down and looked back at the ring.

I saw a dark energy sweeping across Chen Jinghong's body.

Although Luo Xingshuang retreated very quickly, it could not match the speed of the spread of the dark energy.

"What should we do? How about letting her admit defeat directly?"

Ye Lingyun looked at Lin Yuan and suggested, "Although I don't know how much power that guy gave Chen Jinghong, but even a trace of the power at the supreme level cannot be competed by ordinary warriors."

"Not urgent."

Lin Yuan was calmer than the others at this time, "Don't forget, Senior Xuetang is here too. If Shuang'er loses, she will take action to end the competition."

"But……"

Ye Lingyun was still a little anxious. After all, the Dahuang Clan had been dealing with the Spirit Clan for a long time. She was the only one who knew how terrifying the Spirit Clan's supreme power was inside Chen Jinghong.

"No buts, if you look at it honestly, that girl may not lose."

Xiaobai yawned. Such mature words seemed somewhat inconsistent coming from her mouth.

In the arena.

After Luo Xingshuang realized that retreating was useless, a coldness flashed in her eyes, and the sword in her hand suddenly burst into dazzling light.

"Since there is no way to retreat, we can only fight."

Luo Xingshuang snorted coldly, and the seventh-grade sword intention in her body suddenly erupted. Her sword intention, after passing through the two holy realms, Holy Master Ziwei and Xuetang, and constantly using the holy will to guide it, has reached a level that even the warriors who have entered the holy realm can't reach. degree.

At this moment, Luo Xingshuang decided to give it a try. The surge of sword intent in her body quickly condensed around her, turning into a deep purple sword aura, instantly tearing apart the surrounding dark energy.

"kill!"

Luo Xingshuang gritted her teeth, and her energy burst out with all her strength. With an indomitable momentum, she struck Chen Jinghong with one sword.

"How dare you shine like a firefly?"

Chen Jinghong snorted coldly. At this moment, only he knew how powerful the power given by the senior was in his body.

"Swallow the sky."

Chen Jinghong shouted, and the dark energy gathered around him, turning into a ferocious mouth, biting Luo Xingshuang's sword to pieces in one bite!

"how so?"

Luo Xingshuang's heart moved. Her seventh-grade sword was a sharp weapon that could kill even the eighth-level Dongtian on the spot, but in front of Chen Jinghong, it was defeated instantly.

"This is the power given by that Lord."

Chen Jinghong looked at Luo Xingshuang coldly and said calmly, "Lin Yuan, I think of you and my friend. Today, I will not kill her."

"Listen carefully, that gentleman asked you to work for him because he thinks highly of you. If you don't show appreciation, you will be killed without mercy."

Say it.

The dark energy in his body surged again, and the dark energy turned into a huge beast's claw, which instantly knocked Luo Xingshuang away.

Seeing this, Lin quickly flew forward and caught Luo Xingshuang, who was flying upside down.

"Shuang'er, are you okay?"

Lin Yuan looked at Luo Xingshuang in his arms, only to find that she had not been substantially harmed except that the sword was broken.

On stage.

The dark energy around Chen Jinghong subsided, and he quickly returned to his usual appearance. He gave Lin Yuan a meaningful look, then turned around and walked off the ring.

"In the third game, Chen Jinghong wins."

Tian Fengzi announced the result in a cold voice, "In the fourth game, Murong Xuan vs. Dongfang Wuque."

He finished speaking.

Murong Luoxue flew onto the ring.

Dongfang Wuque did not go directly to the ring, but when Tian Fengzi mentioned his name for the third time, the space on the ring was instantly distorted, and two Saint Master realm guardians escorted him to the stage.

“This row of noodles is almost full.”

"If I had two Saint Master-level dogs, I would do the same thing."

Ye Lingyun glanced at Dongfang Wuque on the stage, with a look of disdain and dissatisfaction in his eyes. At the same time, he shouted towards the ring, "Luo... ahem, Brother Murong, give this pretender a good beating!"

Hearing this, Murong Luoxue turned to look at Ye Lingyun, and then focused her eyes on Dongfang Wuque again.

"We can be considered old rivals."

Dongfang Wuque looked at Murong Luoxue lightly, his tone full of relaxation, "Thirteen years ago, I could easily kill your puppet incarnation."

"I wonder how many moves you can get away from me this time?"

"You'll have to try it before you know."

Murong Luoxue looked cold and calm.

Off stage.

Ye Lingyun glared at Dongfang Wuque angrily, turned to Lin Yuan and complained, "Brother Lin Yuan, isn't this guy too stinky?"

"He was obviously cut off for fifty years to cultivate, but those who didn't know it thought he had broken through to the Holy Realm."

Lin Yuan glanced at Ye Lingyun after hearing this.

"That's exactly what he was going for."

"Whether he's on stage in a high profile or he's provocative with words now, Dongfang Wuque feels guilty. He doesn't want people to see that there's something wrong with his cultivation."

Lin Yuan's tone was very calm.

At first, he was a little surprised when he saw Dongfang Wuque's behavior, but now, he has figured out the mystery.

"Then tell me, who will win this competition?"

Ye Lingyun asked curiously.

"The East is perfect."

Lin Yuan said without hesitation.

"Why?"

Ye Lingyun blinked. She knew Murong Luoxue's strength. If Dongfang Wuque hadn't been cut off from fifty years of cultivation, she would naturally not be a match for the latter.

But now... with Murong Luoxue's strength, she will be able to easily defeat Dongfang Wuque, whose cultivation has been beheaded.

"She, Luoxue, has no means to resist the power of the immortal war spirit."

Lin Yuan said calmly, "Lin Xuan told me that the immortal war spirit was the supreme power of the ancient alien race during his lifetime. He was invincible unless he was in the holy realm."

"What about you?"

Ye Lingyun asked.

"I have my own way."

Lin Yuan's expression was very calm. He did not reveal his response. After all, the two holy master guardians of the Pantheon were still there.

Who knows if these people have any special means to eavesdrop on the conversation between two people?

At this time, Tian Fengzi's voice sounded on the stage.

"Scene 4, begin!"