The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3406: Change! (Seven more will be delivered! Ask for a monthly pass!)

It turns out that this ancient battlefield, the turbulent wave of evil spirits, mixed with the monstrous fighting spirit, has completely spread to the outside, causing huge changes.

The world outside was shaking violently. There seemed to be countless strong men shouting and roaring above the nine heavens. The sound of battle and killing was shocking and shocking.

In the battlefield, the hideous face noticed this scene, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly closed the stone gate to block the flow of breath.

After all, experts from the outside world are like clouds. If there is any strong person who is against the sky, he will be in danger.

Unfortunately, the fluctuation of the evil spirit and war flow has already spread to the outside world.

Tiandao Palace, deep, Sogo Shenxia Palace.

Xuanyuan Moxie was sitting cross-legged in the hall, silently adjusting his breath to heal his wounds. Aware of the fluctuations in the war, he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

"What a strong spirit of war!"

He looked out the window, and the dark clouds in the distant sky were surging, as if a world-shattering atmosphere was brewing.

"Are there ancient spirits born?"

Almost in an instant, Xuanyuan Moxie sensed that this was the breath of the ancient battle spirit, which gathered the souls of countless ancient powerhouses and possessed incomparably abundant energy.

"If I can refine the ancient spirits, my injuries can be recovered instantly!"

A fiery look appeared in Xuanyuan Moxie's eyes.

The breath of the ancient battle spirit is extremely powerful. If it can be absorbed, his injuries can be healed instantly, and his cultivation realm can also be broken through.

"Xuanwu, come and meet me!"

As his eyes turned, Xuanyuan Moxie made a decision in his heart.

Tread, step, step.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a radiant radiance from his body, quickly stepped into the hall, it was Chen Xuanwu.

"Lord Palace Master, what are your orders?"

Chen Xuanwu handed over and asked.

"There seems to be an ancient war spirit born in the boundary city. You and Jiuyouhu have a look and find a way to capture the war spirit and bring it back to me!"

Xuanyuan Moxie's tone was dignified, the ancient battle spirit was born, and there must be something on the underworld side.

He must act quickly, rush in front of Mo Xueming and subdue the spirit of war.

The energy of this ancient battle spirit is too majestic. Whether it's him or Mo Xueming, whoever gets it and whoever's injury can recover instantly!

In other words, whoever can grab the ancient spirit will be in a superior position in the next battle!

"Sir, you...you are injured. Jiuyouhu should stay and take care of you. I will go alone."

Chen Xuanwu reminded softly that Xuanyuan Moxie's injury has not recovered yet. If there is no one to protect him, in the event of an accident, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Don't worry, I have source soldiers in hand, no one can hurt me, you all go quickly, don't let the Underworld come first!"

As Xuanyuan Moxie spoke, he drew out a sword.

This sword, full of murderous aura, is full of incomparably terrifying murderous aura, as well as a trace of the mystery of the origin. It is the first of the legendary "Four Swords of Execution of Immortals", the Sword of Execution of Immortals!

Although Xuanyuan Moxie hasn't completely mastered this sword of immortality, it has been able to exert some murderous aura, which is enough to resist sudden accidents.

The value of the ancient battle spirit is too great. He is determined to win it. Chen Xuanwu alone may not be able to grab the Hades, so he will also send Jiuyouhu out.

"Yes, my lord, I'll go right away."

Chen Xuanwu agreed and walked out of the hall immediately.

Outside the hall, under a giant tree, stood a mighty and arrogant figure.

It was a gray-haired old man, but his brows were vigorous, and there was no sign of aging. He had tiger whiskers on his cheeks, and he carried a huge pen on his back.

This old man is Jiuyouhu.

The seals of Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi were lifted, and his breath gradually recovered. He was able to evolve into a human form, and his body was filled with demonic energy.

The huge pen behind him is the magic weapon of the former Emperor Yiwen, the Qingtian Renhuangbi.

After the death of Emperor Yiwen, the Qingtian Renhuang pen fell in the Tiandao Palace, and Xuanyuan Moxie rewarded him.

"Master Jiuyouhu, the ancient war spirit was born, the palace lord ordered us to go and collect it together."

Chen Xuanwu cupped his hands and did not dare to get too close to Jiuyouhu.

After all, Jiuyouhu is the great demon of the ancient times, the master of the ten evils of the ancient times, and his background is very terrifying.

Although his seal has been lifted, he has not surrendered to Xuanyuan Moxie.

It's just that Xuanyuan Moxie played some tricks and deliberately confused him. His current spirit is very unstable, his memory has not fully recovered, and he is in danger of taking a bite at any time.

"Oh."

Jiuyouhu listened to Chen Xuanwu's words, and only responded lightly, his brows tightened, and he looked preoccupied, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Let's go."

Chen Xuanwu dare not say too much. If he wants to completely subdue Jiuyouhu, unless he can capture the ancient battle spirit and let Xuanyuan Moxie fully recover from his injuries, in this way, Xuanyuan Moxie can use supreme coercion, Forcibly suppressing Jiuyouhu, it is not his turn to resist.

At the moment, the two of them kept tearing apart the void and went straight to the boundary city.

On the other side, Hades, is also brewing.

"There is an ancient spirit born!"

Mo Xueming was in retreat, comprehending the avenue of Shura Ba Dao, when he suddenly sensed a change in the heavens and the earth, and suddenly showed a look of surprise.

His injuries are far from recovered. He wants to fully recover, but he doesn't know when.

And this ancient battle spirit has an incomparably rich spiritual energy that can heal his injuries.

"There must have been someone dispatched from the Tiandao Palace!"

Mo Xueming gritted his teeth. The power of his Underworld Palace was not as strong as that of the Heavenly Dao Palace. Since the end of the Master Killing Conference, it can be said that his vitality has been severely damaged.

Now he has no one available, which is rather desolate.

But this ancient spirit is too valuable, and he absolutely cannot give it up.

Otherwise, if Xuanyuan Moxie was seized by the Heavenly Dao Palace, Xuanyuan Moxie would use this to recover from his injuries, which would be the time when his Underworld Palace was destroyed.

"Forget it, no matter what, I can't let Tiandao Palace succeed!"

Mo Xueming's eyes were resolute, and his whole body suddenly rolled with blood and evolved into a clone.

"Go!"

He shouted, and the clone flew out, heading for the boundary city.

"Puff!"

After the clone left, Mo Xueming spat out blood and his face was pale.

The cultivation base of that avatar has fully reached the middle stage of the Holy Ancestor Realm, and he has condensed the essence and blood of his true essence.

He had just recovered from his injury, and now he is so desperate, he suddenly vomited blood and suffered severe backlash.

"This ancient spirit, I must grab it!!"

Mo Xueming wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Now his situation is very miserable. The foundation of the Hades is seriously injured, and he is seriously injured. !

He has no choice!