The sky is dark, looking into the distance, the vision is slightly blurred when obstructed.

A giant beast fell to the ground and its body was quickly dissipating.

Smack-

A piece of withered yellow crystal the size of a knuckle fell to the ground.

Mo Yu picked it up casually, his mind moved, and a wisp of cold and cold power quickly integrated into his body.

Soon, the crystals crumbled into a piece of gray-white powder, and they scattered to the ground from his fingertips.

Feeling the strength of the underworld in his body, a smile appeared on his face.

Unlike the Yuan power of heaven and earth, the power of the Yellow Spring cannot be directly absorbed, and the source is only crystallization for the time being.

Therefore, hunting the Yellow Spring Beast has become one of the most important things at present.

Fortunately, this has no conflict with his original goal.

As soon as he stepped under his feet, Mo Yu's figure roared away, moving forward at a very fast speed on a vast and desolate land.

After a moment, his brow suddenly frowned, his figure stopped, and he frowned and looked to the left.

In this direction, a faint aura fluctuation came... This is the power of the underworld!

If he had not mastered the method of absorption, he might not have been able to detect it.

Mo Yu's eyes were slightly brighter. Could it be that there is some kind of treasure here?

After thinking for a moment, he turned his direction and headed straight to the source of the breath fluctuation.

But soon, Mo Yu couldn't help frowning. It was not that the aura fluctuation disappeared, but that as he approached, it was getting stronger and stronger, and it soon reached a point that ordinary monks could clearly detect.

His expression showed solemnity. It seemed that some unusual treasure really appeared. However, such a big noise would definitely attract many monks. A fight is inevitable!

...

A valley surrounded by mountains on all sides. At this moment, the top of the mountain was densely filled with monks. Everyone couldn't help but stretched their necks and looked into the valley.

I saw that the ground in the valley had now cracked, and a strange ancient tree with dry leaves was coming from it. The verdant branches gave people the feeling of spreading bone claws.

But at this moment, what attracted the most attention were the dozen yellow berries hanging on these dead branches.

These berries have countless textures on the surface, and they are weaved together, and they appear countless skull and crossbow images.

At this moment, countless eyes were focused on these yellow berries. If the heat contained in them was really warm, they would have been roasted.

"The Holy Fruit of the Yellow Spring! It's the Holy Fruit of the Yellow Spring!" A white-haired monk spoke, his lips trembling slightly, unable to hide his excitement.

"Yes! Who would have thought that this kind of treasure that only has a very small chance of appearing in the depths of hell would appear here."

"It is rumored that eating a sacred fruit of the Yellow Spring can improve your physical fitness and make it easier to comprehend the power of the Yellow Spring."

"This is a treasure fruit of infinite value!"

A famous monk was ready to take action immediately and picked all the fruits directly, becoming the biggest winner today.

But at this moment, they were one by one, and they didn't dare to move at all.

Outside the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs, a faint yellow halo was shrouded in. The unlucky guys who had quietly turned into powder and had both body and spirit destroyed have confirmed its terror, which is not an exaggeration compared to the rumors.

But soon, this halo will disappear, which means the complete ripening of the Yellow Spring Holy Fruit, and there will inevitably be a fierce battle at that time.

Everyone understood this, so while being excited and ecstatic, their eyes were constantly sweeping across the streets, and they were full of guards and fear.

In the void, the aura fluctuations became stronger and stronger, and gradually they were like stormy waves, rolling up countless strong winds!

Woo... Woo...

The sound of the wind is like a wailing soul!

It was at this time that Mo Yu came outside the valley. He glanced at him, and even though he had already expected it, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

There are so many people!

However, such a big news is difficult to attract attention.

Shaking his head secretly, his figure moved, falling to a low mountain without attracting attention.

Swish-

Several cold eyes swept from the surrounding area, with a threat and oppression.

Mo Yu looked calm, as if he didn't notice it, and his eyes were calm and he looked at the valley.

Not far away, several monks frowned at the same time, hesitated for a while, but there was no other move, and they all withdrew their gazes one by one.

At this moment, a crazy laugh sounded, revealing a strong surprise, "I didn't expect that there was such a treasure in the middle of hell, haha, today is such a great harvest!"

Before the person arrived, the heart-wrenching aura had already burst out, covering the audience with an arrogant attitude. Many monks' faces changed drastically, and even showed fear, and they obviously had some understanding of the visitor.

Swish-

A stunning rainbow roared, and after it dissipated, it was revealed that it was a burly middle-aged man. His body was as big as iron, and every piece of flesh and blood on his body exuded a powerful aura that made people's hearts palpitations. He was obviously a terrifying strong man.

"War the God Emperor!"

"It's him!"

"It's bad. When you meet this evil star, today's Huangquan Holy Fruit is probably out of reach with you and me!"

Countless secret crys sounded, and the monks who were still not sure of the identity of the visitor changed their faces when they heard this.

The Emperor Zhantian's eyes swept and waved his hand: "This tree, I only have three holy fruits of the Yellow Springs, I will give you the rest!"

He is domineering and unparalleled, so he directly wants three, and he cannot refuse!

At the edge of the valley, some people with a gloomy face were suddenly relaxed.

There are thirteen Huangquan Holy Fruits in this tree. Although it is unpleasant to be directly asked for three, there are still ten to compete for.

This is also the cleverness of the God Emperor Zhantian. He left room for nothing and did not choose to eat alone. Otherwise, if he was a God Emperor, he might not be able to please everyone.

After all, there are several peaks in the king level here, and no one is sure whether they have the trump card to fight hard.

Seeing that everyone was silent and chose to default, the Emperor Zhantian smiled with satisfaction, his eyes turned, and landed on a peak closest to the valley.

Everyone on the top of this mountain changed slightly, and they cursed in their hearts but did not dare to show any of them. They hurriedly flew away and gave up the place.

The Emperor Zhantian took a step forward without hesitation, landed directly on the top of the mountain, and sat cross-legged. Although he did not move, his whole body naturally released a terrible aura that was still as motionless as a mountain crushing all directions, which was obviously a deterrent to all parties.

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, thinking about whether to show his cultivation, and then asking for three sacred fruits of the Yellow Springs.

Perhaps this will cause anger, but he is more than 70% sure that these people will choose to compromise.

After all, without any last resort, no one hopes to be a head-on enemy with an imperial cultivator.

But at this moment, in Mo Yu's soul space, the phantom of the giant beast suddenly appeared and opened his mouth and roared.

And he naturally understood what it meant... This wisp of beast god actually developed a hint of desire.

The target is not the Holy Fruit of the Yellow Springs, but it is actually the root of the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs...

Could it be that what is hidden in this?

Mo Yu carefully poked out a trace of divine thought, but before he could get close to the Huangquan Holy Clan, he felt a burning, corrosive stinging pain, and quickly spread to his body. He was shocked, and he decisively cut off this divine thought without any hesitation.

At this moment, the God Emperor Zhantian seemed to feel something, his eyes swept coldly, and he looked at it coldly.

At this moment, Mo Yu had already lowered his head, his body trembling slightly like the people around him, looking panicked and restless.

The Emperor Zhantian frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

After a few breaths, Mo Yu looked up and showed a thoughtful look. It seemed that this God Emperor of War Heaven was not as simple as it seemed. However, at this moment, he did not care too much about this. He glanced at the Holy Tree of the Yellow Springs and suppressed the idea of ​​revealing his cultivation.
Chapter completed!