My Sister is Tianzun

"Everyone, Chen Ze is coming over today. As the patriarch, I am more reluctant to hand over the crystal core. However, for the sake of the whole race, I personally suggest that it is better to hand over."

Mo Zuo transcripted.

"Patriarch, I still disagree with this matter. My dignified Holy Spirit Clan, one of the three major races of the Sages, how can I be threatened by him. Not to mention the various killings of Xi Shuai in the past six months, only this time in Xuanyue Fort. Many elders of our Holy Spirit Race have been killed. This is blood feud!"

"Yes, we still have the original ancestors here, and this is the place of the Saints. If we are willing to ask the Saint Yan Clan for help, they will definitely help each other."

Mo Zuo transcript frowned, and then sighed, "I didn't want to. But asking for help from the Holy Flame Clan can really solve the siege of the Holy Spirit Clan? I saw the battle between Chen Ze and Xuanyue Patriarch with my own eyes. , His combat power does not need to be defeated, as long as he is equal, he is already invincible.

The old ancestor's age is too big, and his whole body is maintaining his longevity. If he fights hard, I'm afraid it will greatly shorten his lifespan. Moreover, paying such a price may not be able to stop Chen Ze. "

"Patriarch, we always have to give it a try. We are a race, not a soft persimmon to be crushed by others."

The people here still don't want to.

Mo Zuochen was not afraid of death. He looked at everyone and said, "Then show your hands to vote. I, follow everyone's opinions. If you agree to send the crystal core, raise your hand?"

His gaze swept across, and none of the crowd raised their hands. Maybe someone agrees with his idea, but he really raises his hand, for fear that he will be criticized in the future.

"Since everyone disagrees, then my Holy Spirit Race must be ready for a big battle. I am left in the dark, and I will lead the way, even if I die."

He said loudly.

At this time, a powerful atmosphere suddenly surged outside, and then Chen Zehunlei's voice sounded: "Patriarch Mo, the five-day period has come, I don't know what your consideration is."

coming!

Mo Zuo stepped outside the hall, and from a distance he saw Chen Ze standing outside the barrier of the Holy Spirit race, following several elders behind him.

"Chen Ze, my Holy Spirit clan will not compromise." He said.

Chen Ze nodded and said, "If this is the case, then there is nothing to say."

He reached out with one hand, covering the sky with his palm, and even enveloped the entire Holy Land of the Holy Spirit Race.

boom!

With a palm down, the ground shook and the mountains shook. I don't know how many peaks and valleys collapsed, and the river changed its course.

What happened!

The people of the Saint Crystal and Saint Yan clans who were not far apart stared at each other. After seeing that it was Chen Ze, the Saint Crystal clan laughed: "This Chen Ze is still bold and reckless, and even came to fight the Holy Land of the Holy Spirit Race. "

"Should we help? After all, the Holy Spirit Race is also the Church of the Saints. We and the Holy Spirit Race are also regarded as the same, and we and Chen Ze have insoluble hatred." One person said.

"Don't worry, even if you want to help, you have to wait for Chen Ze to fight with the original realm powerhouse of the Holy Spirit Race. The lifespan of that person is not much, and Chen Ze consumes it."

This is an intention to watch the fire from the shore.

As for the Shengyan clan, the same idea.

Even if the ancestor of the Holy Spirit tribe died in this battle, the Holy Spirit tribe would only be excused at best, and its powerful background still cannot be underestimated.

With a palm down, several immortal cities around the Holy Land of the Holy Spirit tribe were shaken down, motivating countless people to watch the battle.

"It's so courageous for someone to shoot at the Holy Land of the main clan."

"I was a little trembling when the person's mighty power was separated by hundreds of miles. It's a terrifying cultivation base."

"The seventh-level emperor can't do this, is he a strong master in the original realm!"

"How can you be such a young man who is strong in the original realm?"

Although Chen Ze became a strong man in the original realm, although it was known by the top of the major sects, the dependent races below were not aware of it.

"Not a strong person in the original realm, who would dare to attack the Holy Land of the Holy Spirit Race? Don't forget, the ancestor of the main race can be reborn. He is the cultivation base of the original realm."

A group of people argued endlessly, but was interrupted by the shock of rolling again. Even if they were hundreds of miles apart, they were overturned by Chen Ze's attack, making it difficult to stabilize their figure. Some cultivation bases are not good enough, even more blood boiled, and even injured.

With both palms down, the enchantment of the Holy Spirit race remained untouched, and Chen Ze couldn't help but wonder in secret. He can now control the power of the original realm, control the two forces of time and space, and can also control several ways.

Such a foundation is really powerful.

"Chen Ze, it's useless. Our clan guardian formation has been passed down for countless years, and no one has ever breached it. Even the strongest in the original realm can't." said a holy spirit clan elder.

Chen Ze looked at them and said, "Patriarch Mo, I don't have to just break through your barrier to kill. Taking advantage of the fact that I haven't started killing, I hope you can make the right choice."

"Chen Ze, our decision is made by all the elders, and as the patriarch, I can't change it. If you want to get the crystal core, first break the barrier and talk about it."

After breaking the barrier, there is still the level of the ancestor of the Holy Spirit race.

Moreover, Mo Zuochen had just sent people to call the people of the Saint Yan clan for help, hoping that they would be able to help the original realm powerhouse during the first battle.

Chen Ze said: "If that's the case, let's divide life and death."

He raised his hand and placed a larger formation to completely cover the Holy Land of the Holy Spirit Race, as if to seal this place to death.

"Chen Ze, don't do anything in vain, you can't break our formation at all!" Someone sneered.

Chen Ze was unmoved, and after setting up the formation, he sacrificed the Yan Pagoda again, opened the door, and in an instant, countless bright fire spirits were dumped out by him.

These dazzling fire spirits were caught in the two-layer formation and continued to tumbling. In an instant, the heat hit the volume, turning an area of ​​nearly five hundred miles into a fire field.

The far-sighted people hurriedly dragged their families to flee, while the holy land of the Holy Spirit tribe was like an isolated island bearing the heat of the fiery sun.

"Chen Ze, you... so ruthless!"

The holy place of the Holy Spirit tribe was nearly three hundred miles in length, and it happened to be within the burning range of the fire spirit. Although the masters above the Holy Venerable could remain immortal in it, they could not sustain it for a long time.

And those who have a low cultivation base, if they are not sheltered by elders, they are afraid that they will be roasted into coke in an instant.

"Just for one person, you have to commit such a murder. I think you are really the demons of the world." The person shouted.

Chen Ze said, "Since I know that I am a demon, then obediently agree to it while I, a demon, is still willing to negotiate terms with you. Otherwise, we will be so exhausted. Anyway, I am not in a hurry."

He is not in a hurry, but the people inside are in a hurry. Many people can't even support this kind of heat burning, let alone distracted and sheltered their family members.

Huh...

This person suddenly yelled to the end, his body quickly withered, and then smoked green smoke, and the air smelled of roasted flesh and blood.

When he completely turned into fly ash and dissipated, many people were shocked.

They will not last long, and the end result will be like this.

"Patriarch Mo, do you really ignore your clan's lives just for a crystal core? The Holy Spirit tribe is going to be destroyed, what else do you have to do with the crystal core!" Chen Ze shouted.

Mo Zuo clenched his fist tightly. He knew that if he hesitated, many members of his tribe might lose their lives.

Finally, he compromised, "Stop it, I... agreed!"