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Chapter 1189 True Blood of Ten Thousand Spirits(2/2)

Her upgrade energy is stuck at 99.9%.

The first, second, third, fourth, and fifth generation disciples have all achieved breakthroughs, especially the fifth generation disciples with lower cultivation levels, with an average of three minor realm breakthroughs per person.

"Roar!"

High in the air.

The flat-headed brother expanded to dozens of meters tall, covered in armor, with hard dorsal fins growing on his back, and his aura became increasingly violent.

Beside it, stood many spiritual beasts.

Little White Fox, Fox Dahong, Dog Erha...

Their cultivation level starts from the Divine Origin Realm Demon King.

Brother Pingtou, Hu Dahong and other first-tier mountain-guarding spirit beasts have become quasi-sages and are powerful in all directions.

All over China mainland.

Many powerful practitioners looked envious.

"The Piaomiao Sect's strength has skyrocketed this time!"

"yes!"

"The disciples in the first echelon are all quasi-sages, and they are stronger than us, the true disciples of the Holy Land."

"Not to mention the true disciples, even the Holy Sons of our Holy Land may not be able to compare with the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect. They are powerful and will definitely be in the Holy Land in the future."

"no way!"

"This is the sect led by Master Ye."

The holy masters, elders and other high-level officials from all major forces shook their heads and sighed, feeling that the Piaomiao Sect was too strong.

Compared with them, my own holy land looks like a child's play.

Time passed bit by bit.

All the practitioners of the Piaomiao Sect are practicing hard, and no one is wasting this precious opportunity.

The Fairy Holy Spring was taken back from Tianlan Fairyland by Ye Feng after a lot of effort.

If it weren't for Ye Feng, they wouldn't be able to enjoy it.

Even the countless ancient saints in the Chinese mainland, some died, some were disabled, and some disappeared, in order to absorb the power of the fairy holy spring, and they all paid a heavy price.

And this highlights the preciousness of the Fairy Spring.

Boom!

Second-generation disciple Shen Yu, third-generation disciple Han Yonghui, fourth-generation disciple Zhang Tianyuan, fifth-generation disciple Ding Qingshu, and others are all making rapid breakthroughs and solidifying their foundations.

Half a day later.

The eruption of the Fairy Spring has ended.

High in the air.

Ye Feng is still working on "Chaos Fist".

Around him, countless fist seals appeared, densely packed, completely sealing the void. The chaotic aura contained in them could kill the soul.

With one punch, the holy realm falls!
Chapter completed!
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