The demon reinforcements spotted Zi Chen from a distance, and then their expressions changed drastically and they began to retreat.
Zi Chen did not pursue him because there were other magic knives among them.
With his current strength, he can kill the Demon Sword one-on-one. If there are two Demon Swords together, there will be a lot of pressure.
Meng Jianfeng came forward and looked at the departing demons, slightly unwilling to do so.
Behind that, a group of scarred spirits came forward and expressed their gratitude to Zi Chen.
"Wu Ling, are you there too?"
Among these people, Zi Chen saw an acquaintance, the same Wu Ling he met when he first came to the Holy Spirit Realm.
At that time, Wu Ling was in the middle realm, and Zi Chen was in the lower realm, but now Wu Ling has reached the upper realm.
Wu Ling nodded and said with a bitter look on his face: "We were attacked by demons. After the battle, some of us ran out, but we didn't expect that Meng Huai would plot against us."
"oh?"
Zi Chen looked at Wu Ling.
Wu Ling gritted his teeth and said: "They were attacked by demons, but they led those demons to us, and then led them to the depths to look for opportunities."
"What opportunities are there in the depths?" Zi Chen asked again.
"I don't know, but it is said that everyone is heading towards the depths right now, saying that an opportunity has appeared in that place."
All the superiors looked at Zi Chen expectantly. Obviously, they would be much safer if Zi Chen was with him along the way.
Meng Jianfeng said: "Go and have a look, you may make great discoveries."
"Do you know what the opportunity is?" Zi Chen asked again.
"I'm not sure, but maybe it's the Three Realms Spirit Fruit."
Looking at Zi Chen's puzzled expression, Meng Jianfeng continued: "A strange fruit that contains the power of the three clans. It is said that it will appear in every battlefield between gods and demons. After being refined, it is possible to advance to the Holy Spirit."
When Zi Chen heard this, his expression changed.
At present, he has reached the bottleneck limit. If he cannot reach the real limit, then his next state will be the Holy Spirit.
Or maybe it’s half a step of the Holy Spirit!
Obviously, this is an opportunity.
The other people's expressions were also very excited, not all because of the Three Realms Spiritual Fruit, but also for other opportunities.
The group of people began to go deeper, and those who were rescued were in extremely excited moods.
Having just faced a crisis, not only did he not die, but he was also expected to get other opportunities.
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At this time, in the depths, the three races of gods, demons and spirits met.
Among them are the leaders of the three clans, and relatively speaking, the Spirit clan among the three clans is the worst.
A being holding a magic knife stood beside Meng Huai, stabbed the knife into his body, and then pulled it out again.
Meng Huai let out a scream like a dead pig.
Next to them, there was a group of spirits brought by Meng Huai. They all had stab wounds on their bodies, and blood was constantly flowing out from the wounds.
The blood that flowed out seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, going up against the air and floating in the mid-air.
In the other two directions, there is also blood gathering, namely the demonic blood of the demons and the divine blood of the gods.
Three kinds of blood, floating in three directions, represent the great strength of the three clans.
Behind the leader, Meng Huai, stood many spiritual tribesmen, all of whom were brought out by Meng Huai. At this moment, they all looked extremely frightened.
Because around them stood strong men from the demon race and the god race.
They were surrounded and could be killed at any time.
The wound on Meng Huai's body healed again. The demon leader said sarcastically: "I don't know how many pills you took before you came here. The speed of recovery of the injury is not slow."
The magic knife user drew his knife and pierced his body with another knife.
Meng Huai's body bent and he screamed again.
The leader of the demon tribe moved his gaze away from Meng Huai and looked at the twitching spirits who had fallen to the ground. They were all in the upper realm. At this moment, they looked extremely weak due to the loss of all the blood in their bodies.
He waved his hand.
Several attacks fell, ending their lives.
"I keep you here because your status is different, and blood naturally has greater benefits."
The demon leader glanced at Meng Huai, but his expression was still disdainful.
This guy is considered to be the weakest Meng Territory leader in history, and it's really boring for him to meet him.
"What are you all standing there for? If you haven't started to fight back, are you waiting to be killed?" Meng Huai looked at the spiritual tribes in the distance and said through gritted teeth.
"People flock together and birds of a feather flock together. What kind of leader will naturally lead the kind of people he leads."
On the side of the Gods, a being surrounded by divine light said disdainfully: "Didn't you have the courage to take action before?"
Meng Huai's face was extremely ugly.
The leader of the God Clan said again: "I heard that you are not very strong, but you have a huge backing. Are you going to drive away all the powerful Spirit Clan men who came here this time?"
Meng Huai thought of those people who left alone. There was no shame in his eyes, only anger.
"None of those damn guys take me as their leader seriously. Now that the leader is in trouble and they still don't show up, what's the point of keeping them? I really regret that I just left instead of
Kill them!"
The protoss who spoke looked at the leader of the demons.
The leader of the demon clan sighed: "How powerful was Meng Yu back then, and how powerful was Meng Chuan? It's a pity that his descendants are such wastes!"
The leader of the God Clan said: "Actually, this is good. Kill all these trash, and then we will be the only ones left. In other words, weak existences like the Spirit Clan should not appear here in the first place."
At this moment, a demon flew from a distance and whispered something into the ear of the demon leader.
The demon leader's expression immediately changed.
"What happened?" the leader of the gods asked.
"My people have suffered a lot of losses. It seems that a strong man from the Spirit Clan has come over." The leader of the Demon Clan said in a deep voice.
"Are there strong people among the Spirit Clan?" A sneer came from the God Clan.
When he heard the words "powerful spirit clan", Meng Huai's eyes lit up, as if he saw hope.
"I just said that I have never seen the Gods. It turns out that I ran here. It seems that I am really lucky. I, Crazy Meng, will definitely make a lot of money next time!"
There was a sound of laughter coming from a distance, followed by a group of spirits flying towards here.
Everyone turned their heads and looked into the distance.
The gods didn't recognize Zi Chen at the front, but when the demons saw it, their expressions changed drastically.
Zi Chen's power is obvious to many of them, and he is a truly strong person among the Spiritual Clan.
"Meng Jianfeng, it's you, that's great, come and save me!"
At this moment, Meng Huai shouted to Meng Jianfeng as if he had seen a life-saving straw.
Meng Jianfeng didn't seem to hear Meng Huai's words, nor did he look in his direction, but looked at the place where the three types of blood met.