Qin Tianhua, who was standing among the saints, looked a little pale.

"After extracting five times the energy, did the divine aura still damage the source?"

Qin Tianhua frowned slightly.

I don't know why, but after opening the Hunter God Space, I always feel a little bit of discomfort in my body.

It feels like there is a piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice inside the body, constantly exuding cold air.

"Why, was I feeling a little uneasy just now?"

Qin Tianhua's frown deepened.

He himself felt a little uncomfortable, but just now, Qin Tianhua's eyelids jumped very quickly.

As a strong man in the Holy Realm, he is at the pinnacle of this world, and he can also have some vague feelings about some things that are about to happen.

Therefore, the twitching of eyelids is not a whim.

"Did something happen to Qin Wuqing?"

Qin Tianhua's brows were furrowed, and his eyes fell on the colorful Hunting God Space above the void.

When Qin Tianhua and other saints didn't find anything, Qin Tianhua's hair.

An extremely fine hair-like black thread lay gently in Qin Tianhua's thick hair.

Wisps of black aura spread into Qin Tianhua's skin bit by bit.

The dose was so small that even Qin Tianhua didn't notice anything but just felt some discomfort in his body.

I thought it was because of the divine aura.

"The holy realm of the human race. What a waste. I haven't discovered this god until now!"

There seems to be spiritual intelligence emerging in the hair.

"It's almost time. After a while, I will be able to completely control this guy's body. At that time, I will be able to resurrect the soul through the corpse and reappear in the world!"

"When that time comes, I will make the entire Central Immortal Territory tremble!"

The hair trembled slightly, as if it was constantly shaking due to excitement.

Hunter God Space, central area.

In a huge wilderness, there is a huge egg, standing quietly on the earth.

All around, countless divine auras poured into the huge egg crazily.

DONG DONG DONG!!

From within that eggshell, bursts of beating sounds came from the egg.

It was as if there was some kind of creature about to burst out of the eggshell.

Every time the heart beats, the aura permeating the eggshell becomes more powerful.

Even the surrounding fog has become a little lighter.

If you look carefully, you can find that the fog in the entire Hunting God space seems to be pouring into the black eggshell in one direction.

On the way, although some gods incarnate and absorb the power of the mist, in the end it is still a drop in the bucket.

"Here. Is this the central area?"

A gentle voice sounded in this wilderness.

All that was seen was that bursts of golden light completely dispersed the surrounding fog.

A young man wearing a golden robe, followed by a man holding a stick in his mouth

The girl with a lollipop came jumping up and down.

Behind the two people, there were three expressionless young men, holding golden sticks and standing quietly behind them.

This group of people is clearly a group from the temple.

The Holy Son's eyes fell on the black eggshell.

"It seems that we are still early. There is still some time before the incarnation of the half-step emperor realm awakens."

The Holy Son murmured softly.

Zhao Xue held the back of her head and narrowed her eyes.

"Then we'll just have to wait!"

The Holy Son smiled slightly, ignored Zhao Xue, and looked in another direction.

"It's just that some people may not let us wait!"

Zhao Xue followed the Holy Son's gaze.

I could see, somewhere in the mist, a pale-faced young man slowly walking over with a few people.

As soon as he reached this wilderness, the pale young man suddenly laid his eyes on the Holy Son.

The collision of their eyes with each other immediately inspired a surge of momentum.

"Mingzi, You Shaoqing!"

"Holy Son, Fenglingzi!"

They both spoke at the same time.

Zhao Xue narrowed her eyes, looked at Wu Ling'er behind You Shaoqing, and grinned slightly.

"Then, is Su Yu's good match?"

"I wonder what will happen to Su Yu if I kill her!"

Zhao Xue chuckled.

Wu Ling'er felt Zhao Xue's unscrupulous gaze and frowned slightly.

This guy's gaze made Wu Ling'er feel a little uncomfortable.

Tang Nianbing also said from the side, "Ling'er, I think that guy seems to be a little unkind to you!"

Wu Ling'er said calmly, "It's normal for people in the temple. There is a life-and-death hatred between the temple and my Nine Nether Purgatory. Now that there is no restraint from the elders, it is normal to have some special ideas."

"It's just." Wu Ling'er glanced at Zhao Xue lightly, "It's not that easy to kill me."

Without Su Yu, Wu Ling'er returned to her cold appearance.

Coupled with the bonus of the Heavenly Charming Body, Wu Ling'er looked even more charming.

Even Tang Nianbing on the side couldn't help but feel a little greedy when he looked at Wu Ling'er.

Tang Nianbing swallowed and looked around.

"It's strange, why haven't Su Yu and the others come yet?"

You Shaoqing stared at Feng Lingzi, with a fighting spirit rising to the sky in his eyes.

"I have long heard that the Holy Son of the Temple has practiced the Holy Laws of the Temple to perfection. I wonder if I can ask for advice."

You Shaoqing held her head high, looked at Fenglingzi, and said calmly.

Facing You Shaoqing's voice, Feng Lingzi just smiled faintly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Didn't Mingzi from the Nine Nether Purgatory also practice the Nine Nether Holy Art of the Nine Nether Purgatory to a great level?"

"Just let me see, which one is more powerful is the holy method of my temple or the Holy Judgment of Jiuyou Purgatory!"

Feng Lingzi spoke gently, and a surge of breath burst into the sky instantly.

In an instant, waves of energy storms seemed to have arisen in the empty space between Feng Lingzi and You Shaoqing.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to welcome us so much!"

At this moment, a chuckle slowly came from a distance.
Chapter completed!