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Chapter six hundred and twentieth out of control

An unprecedented thunder disaster came to an end.

The purple lightning in the sky cleaves the barrier above the God and Demon Stream. After all the dark clouds dissipated, the God and Demon Stream could finally see the sky outside.

It just so happened that the weather was clear outside. When the dark clouds disappeared, the dazzling sunlight immediately fell.

It was at this moment that everyone realized that the gray and black rocks in their eyes were actually green.

The vibrant green light up the land instantly.

But the changes brought about by this thunder tribulation are not just these. When the thunder fell, almost enveloped the entire god and demon stream under the electric snake. Not only the fallen gods, but also those who have lost consciousness

All the fallen demon beasts were hit by heavenly thunder one by one.

The roars and roars that Sang Ying heard during the tribulation were from them and their mouths.

But this was not a bad thing for them. After everyone woke up, they immediately discovered the changes in their bodies - the demonic energy that filled the meridians disappeared a little, and the spiritual energy that had been lost for many years seemed to be re-established.

Infused into their bodies!

If it were others, they might not be happy about this. The spiritual energy and demonic energy were in the meridians at the same time, which would make people feel the pain of the meridians being torn apart at all times.

But this kind of pain is nothing to these fallen gods. What they care about is this precious wisp. They have lost their spiritual power for too many years!

Wentian endured the pain and summoned a cluster of sparks from his palm. This cluster of fire was not a blue ghost fire inspired by magic, but a golden spark that emits spiritual power!

This means that not only can spiritual energy be entered in their bodies, but they can also use spiritual energy! If everyone's condition continues to improve, they may not be able to use even their divine power in the future!

The rest of the people who noticed Wentian's movements also quickly tried to activate their spiritual power. They sometimes turned into a flower, sometimes turned into a vine, and some turned into ice and snow and swords.

When Haohe also woke up from his coma, he saw the chaos in front of him.

Fortunately, before he could finish his random thoughts, Qing Mingfeng found him first, grabbed his shoulder and shouted: "We are saved in the God and Demon Spark!"

"Look at your meridians to see if there is spiritual energy entering your meridians!"

Under Qing Mingfeng's repeated urging, Haohe looked inwards his meridians and dantian. Seeing that there was a stream of spiritual energy flowing slowly in his meridians, Haohe's eyes widened in an instant.

He suddenly looked at Qing Mingfeng, and the other party looked at him happily: "That's right, it's what you think. This thunder tribulation helped our meridians to split a gap that accommodates spiritual energy, and help us cut it.

A road of life has been opened!"

Looking at Qing Mingfeng's almost crazy expression, Haohe was no less excited than him.

Even though they are fallen gods, they are still the body of gods after all. Over the years, demonic energy has been eroding them, allowing them to drag their broken body to survive.

Who doesn't want to live?

They have paid so much for their own tribe and people. They not only want to live, but also want to live well. But in the past, due to the invasion of demonic energy, they could only wait for death in the Gods and Demons.

But now that there is a turning point, how could everyone give up this opportunity that they finally got?

Haohe suppressed his excitement and used his spiritual energy to wander around his blocked meridians, which was only then had the time to think of Sang Ying.

He asked Qing Mingfeng: "Where is that guy cultivating the little girl?"

Sang Ying is now hundreds of years old, and she can’t be called a “girl” in the mortal world, but whoever made Hao and others older than her tens of thousands of years old? It would be more appropriate to call her like this.

When he mentioned this, Qing Mingfeng immediately reacted.

He called Sang Ying's name loudly. The mountain where Sang Ying had passed the tribulation had been split into a deep pit, and the vast smoke and dust surrounding them blocked their sight.

Qing Mingfeng's call also attracted the attention of others. These fallen gods had just recovered from their previous excitement, and together with Haohe and others, they turned their eyes to the smoke and dust.

The surroundings immediately became quiet, and even the divine beast that had just flew over was quietly crawling, and his wings didn't dare to flap it.

In the silence, they only heard a slight cracking sound, like some crystals shattering pieces.

They stared at the smoke and dust in front of them, and soon found that the flying smoke and dust seemed to be controlled by a force, and the ash also gathered together and condensed into gray ice beads.

The gray little ice beads condensed into a large area, and a burst of frost was rolled up densely.

The appearance of the ice bead brought down the dust, and a figure faintly walked out of the ice bead and smoke.

Every step she took was accompanied by the sound of ice shattering, and the cold air spread out made the outer rocks condense into white frost.

Haohe reached out and touched the ice beads floating in front of him. The ice ball immediately shattered and released a chill.

Haohe couldn't help but hide back: "Hiss, such a domineering power... Just a demigod, this girl is so powerful. She really becomes a god in the future. I'm afraid there is no demon in the world that can suppress her!



Qing Mingfeng also saw the scene of the ice hockey breaking, slowly calming down the shock in his heart.

Sang Ying held the sword and couldn't restrain her aura. She walked out step by step. The divine beasts that had originally quieted were also irritated by this aura.

Every time she took a step, the ice hockey around her shattered, and every inch she went forward, the blue stone under her feet would crack a few spider-web-like patterns.

Although the divine beasts have recovered some of their consciousness, they still cannot withstand the uncontrolled pressure of Sang Ying.

The strongest green phoenix fell lightly among the fallen gods and asked the heavens: "Where did this girl come from? Why do she look like a human and a god?"

Qingluan hasn't woken up for too long, and this is also the first time she and Wentian have had a conversation with him since entering the God and Demon Stream.

Wentian felt very happy when he saw his old friend and replied obediently: "You are late and don't know, that person is the son of destiny!"

Qingluan's beautiful eyes immediately fell on Sang Ying, and there was a sense of love in her eyes when she looked at her.

The son of the Heavenly Dao, she forgot how long it has been since she heard these four words.

"Son of Heaven, you should really help me with your teachings." Qingluan said softly.

Her eyes that fell on Sang Ying seemed to see another tall figure through the female cultivator in front of her, and the spirit of the other party standing upright in front of thousands of demons holding a sword.

The Son of Heaven? I’m afraid it’s the variable that brings them a turning point!


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