Chapter 3008: God level spirit fruit festival begins
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Imperial Phoenix Rules
- Mo Qianlan
- 702 characters
- 2021-03-04 07:24:47
Chapter 3008 God-level Spirit Fruit Festival begins
The Purple Mizong rushed forward like a mad, for fear that the god-level spirit fruit would be preempted by other gods.
As they rushed, Sect Master stretched out his hand, which was half of the stick, and forgot to carry the slave Zhao Wuxing.
If the god-level spirit fruit in God's Domain possessed a similar self-defense method like phantom array, it would happen to throw Zhao Wuxing over.
A few minutes later, everyone in the Purple Mizong came to a large god-level spirit fruit tree.
The delicate red fruits are densely hung on the green branches, very eye-catching.
As the Elder Pathfinder said, there are at least three thousand god-level spirit fruits in this forest here.
What made them even more delighted was that this god-level spirit fruit was different from the god-level spirit fruit in the primordial forest. It didn't even have any self-defense measures, let alone any illusion.
An elder of the Purple Mizong immediately threw Zhao Wuxing away. There was no danger, and this slave was temporarily useless.
All the people of the Purple Mizong rushed towards this god-level spirit fruit at the fastest speed.
"Stop! Sovereign, there is a problem with this god-level spirit fruit!"
Zhao Wuxing was thrown aside by the lord, and when he saw the red spirit fruit on the branch, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and suddenly he completely understood.
Those super powers above the eighth stage of the Primordial God Realm did not die of cannibalism, but died in the traps of the Nine Feather Flame Phoenix and Black Dragon clan.
The god-level spirit fruit in front of you is one of the traps!
This is the only reasonable explanation.
Zhao Wuxing didn't know why he suddenly thought about all this, he didn't know where the power came from, a force bounced from the ground and directly stood in front of Lord Sect Master.
"Master Sect Master, stop, there is a problem with this god-level spirit fruit, this is a trap, everyone don't come forward, get back!"
Although this group of people from the Purple Mizong treated him very badly, Zhao Wuxing couldn't help watching them go to death.
This is the trap of the Nine Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan, and the Nine Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan is aimed at all cultivators outside the realm of God. At this moment, he must abandon his personal grievances.
"Nonsense, bastard, you get out of my way!"
The Lord Sect Master saw only God-level Lingguo in his eyes. Seeing Zhao Wuxing suddenly blocking him, he flicked his hand in anger, swept Zhao Wuxing aside, and continued to rush towards God-level Lingguo.
Zhao Wuxing's body is like a kite with a broken line. It drew an arc in the air, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and smashed several big trees one after another.
Zhao Wuxing kept vomiting blood in his mouth, his chest collapsed, but luckily did not die.
The Lord Sect Master was anxious to obtain a god-level spirit fruit, and affected by this mentality, he didn't use his attack power much.
After Zhao Wuxing broke a few big trees, his body finally stopped moving back.
At the moment he stopped, he discovered that his body was not relying on a big tree, but a human calf.
Zhao Wuxing reflexed his head and saw five young men standing silently behind him, exuding palpitating blood pressure, and people couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship.
The five young men looked at him standing tall, full of disdain, like a looking down on sentient beings.
At this time, Zi Mizong and his party had already rushed under the god-level spirit fruit tree.
The red fruits are right in front of them, as soon as they raise their hands, they will be picked.
The eyes of Zi Mizong were greedy, and they reached out to pick them.
Suddenly, the ground vibrated, and several dazzling golden lights erupted.
Jin Guang turned into golden wind blades, hitting everyone's heart accurately.
Everyone in Zi Mizong's chest hurts so much that they sprayed out several mouthfuls of their life essence and blood, accurately sprayed to the roots of each god-level spirit fruit tree.
Today's update is complete...
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I feel sick tonight, and it’s late at night, sorry everyone.
(End of this chapter)