Chapter 551

The rest exchanged glances, surprise flickering across their faces, especially among the prodigies of the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion.

Yu Hongxue?

When did this person become so familiar with our young pavilion master?

Those who didn't know might think the two shared that kind of relationship.

Most crucially,

the young pavilion master had not refuted it.

There was even a touch of shyness on her face, unique to women...

"It's over."

The few exchanged looks.

Didn't the young pavilion master say she would get her revenge sooner or later?

??????????? Begging for flowers 0???

It feels like losing both the wife and the soldiers.

What exactly happened during this period?

Meng Zhangqing's arrival

naturally drew the attention of other factions as well.

One by one, gazes turned toward him.

Some were scrutinizing.

Others were excited.

The scrutiny asked: Was Meng Zhangqing truly as rumored, possessing two perfect True Meanings?

As for the excitement,

it came from those who had witnessed that battle firsthand.

When they spread the news, they faced doubt, naturally feeling resentful and displeased.

Now, they eagerly awaited Meng Zhangqing to act, to vindicate them.

"Meng Zhangqing."

Dongmen Xiangzhong opened his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

He still remembered the scene from four days ago when he was crushed head-on; two perfect True Meanings, truly a monster.

It had also severely damaged his combat power.

He had consumed many precious elixirs just to barely recover.

For today's contest, he planned to sit on the sidelines and observe the situation; unless someone posed a threat to Meng Zhangqing, he would not intervene.

"Hmph."

Yue Qingchan cast a cold glance at Meng Zhangqing.

That phrase surfaced in her mind again.

Immediately after, the Twin Buddhas of the Western Desert, Han Yuanzhen, and others also cast their gazes over.

But they quickly withdrew them.

A gentle wind blew from the vast expanse.

Only the violent swaying sound of the remaining Divine Spirit Tree remained.

The leaders of the Four Regions had all arrived.

This also meant the final contest was imminent.

Everyone's eyes grew deep.

Staring fixedly at that ball of light.

Daring not to be distracted even slightly.

"That is the Wish Divine Spirit Fruit."

Meng Zhangqing's gaze tightened slightly.

He looked toward the light ball at the top of the Divine Spirit Tree.

The light shimmering within it radiated an extremely sacred aura.

Making one unable to help but feel awe.

One could imagine what immense power it contained!

At this moment.

Two hundred li away from the Wish Divine Spirit Fruit,

numerous figures appeared.

"Finally, this moment has arrived."

The Coffin-Bearer said.

His figure was withered, his face thin, giving the impression of a lamp running out of oil.

Yet on his back rested an extremely large coffin.

"Truly looking forward to their expressions later, heh heh heh, they will be filled with terror!"

A blood-red figure beside him emitted a eerie laugh.

His name was Xue Youzi.

He was the strongest among the younger generation of the Xueshenmo Sect.

At the same time, a small grass appeared in his hand.

Its appearance was exactly the same as that of the Three-Colored Silver-Stripe Grass.

It was merely dull and lifeless.

As if it had completely lost its power.

Chapter 243: The Forbidden Martial Great Array, the Bloodline of the Demon Venerable, the Jin Gang Dharma Spell! (1/4, please subscribe!)

"Has everything been arranged?"

A calm voice sounded.

In an instant.

All the demonic fiends straightened their bodies, their eyes filled with awe.

A figure was seen descending.

Standing with hands clasped behind his back.

His brow was filled with majesty, and the aura surging from his body was immensely vast!

It was enough to easily shatter any one of them!

The head of the Ten Great Mo Sects!

The successor to the future Minghuang Sect!

Lord Sikong Wuque!

"All six Forbidden Martial Great Arrays have been secretly arranged!"

"Additionally, the blood of the Barbarian Clan has been refined, sufficient to ripen the Divine Spirit Tree,"

The Coffin-Bearer's face twisted into an ugly smile. "It is a pity for this Divine Spirit Tree; there will be none left from now on."

"Although the method of killing the chicken to get the egg is inappropriate, for the future of the Dao of Demons, we have no choice but to do so."

Lord Sikong Wuque spoke slowly. "After ripening, are you certain it can still produce nine Divine Spirit Fruits?"

"One-one-seven." "Certain. According to that ancient text, after exhausting the source of the Divine Spirit Fruits, exactly ten Wish Divine Spirit Fruits can ultimately be born. However, only one will be of the Third Stage; the rest can only be guaranteed to be of the Second Stage standard."

The Coffin-Bearer replied.

"Excellent!"

A smile appeared on Lord Sikong Wuque's face.

A Second Stage divine object is already very good!

Moreover, it is the variety of Wish Divine Spirit Fruit.

Capable of forging many Marquis-level experts, not the fake kind!

As for myself.

I will use the best one, and with the aid of relevant secret techniques, there is a great chance to obtain the miraculous effects of the Divine Spirit Fruit!