At the bottom of the precious medicine river, Ye Wuque sat cross-legged quietly, with a smile full of joy on his face.

He slowly stretched out his hands, spread them out and clenched them, and a strong feeling that the world was in his hands filled his heart, like waves and tides!

"Is this the power I have now? The opening of the Dark God Spring is a kind of earth-shaking change!"

Feeling the mighty new power in his body, at this moment Ye Wuque was excited, full of passion, and even more fortunate.

If it weren't for the Eight Gods, who were the big victims, he had seized the unimaginable huge opportunity of the precious medicine river and absorbed it crazily. If he wanted to find enough precious medicines with his own strength, the difficulty would be more than ten times higher!

Ye Wuque was also happy that he had once again mixed into the plan of the Eight Gods!

"The eighth dark god spring was opened, and the desert in the body seemed to have undergone some mysterious changes..."

Ye Wuque's mind once again entered the desert in his body and noticed something unusual.

At this moment, in the desert in his body!

The surging ocean was no longer just seven colors, but an eighth color, black, shining with eight colors of brilliance, adding a sense of mystery and darkness to the past!

The eight divine springs each occupied a part of the desert, leaving only the last blank area!

Gurgle!

In each divine spring, new divine spring water continued to emerge, merging into the vast ocean, continuing to nourish the desert!

The eight divine springs reflected each other, and seemed to be connected by a beam of light, turning into eight shining stars, like an ancient star map, giving people a sense of sacredness, vastness, and even transcending time and space, spanning the past and present!

But under this feeling, there is also a strong feeling that Ye Wuque cannot ignore!

That is... incomplete!

In other words, it is not perfect, and the most important last star is missing!

"The Divine Spring of Light!"

The closer you get to the state of great perfection, the more you feel the strong incompleteness. At this moment, Ye Wuque is completely enlightened in his heart!

"My intuition tells me that maybe when I open up the last divine spring, the desert in my body will undergo incredible fundamental changes!"

"But that's something that will happen later."

After suppressing all the thoughts in his mind, Ye Wuque's eyes gradually became cold and grim again!

"Now, it's time to kill people..."

...

In front of the two giant chain mountains, as corpses fell one after another, howls rang out, and as time passed, finally at a certain moment!

When the pale yellow knife light cut through the sky like a silk thread, cutting the two unavoidable, pale-faced Eight God disciples into two pieces, and the blood was spilled on the giant chain mountain, the world suddenly became dead silent!

Above the void, Eight God Wufeng pointed to his left arm, his calm face expressionless, but a faint light flashed in his cold and indifferent eyes.

"All the waste has finally been cleaned up."

Looking around, at this moment, in front of the two giant chain mountains, there were only seven figures standing!

Eight God Wufeng stood with a knife, like a king of knives, overlooking all living beings!

The eight dragons disappeared in the vast and mighty Yuanli brilliance, looming and still consolidating their cultivation.

In front of the precious medicine river, Feng Caichen stood with a sword in his hand, his hair fluttering.

The four of them, the eight gods Ji, the eight gods Jiu, the eight gods Dong, and the last of the ten great geniuses, the eight gods Cong, stood together with solemn expressions, but their eyes were all closed, and the Yuanli surged, as if they were making a final attempt!

Except for these seven people, the rest of the eight gods' disciples have all died, not a single one left!

The two huge chain mountains seemed to have turned into an endless hell!

There were corpses everywhere, and blood was everywhere. The bloody heads were just casually planted on the chains. The last expressions left on them were almost all filled with despair and fear, with eyes wide open, and they died with their eyes open!

Nearly a thousand of the eight gods' disciples died in this clan competition!

Is this still a so-called competition for a clan?

This was a bloody massacre, without any emotion, without any hesitation, only hysterical madness, cruel and cold slaughter!

"The garbage has been cleaned up, so next, who will take the turn of you remaining ants..."

The voice of Yashen Wufeng sounded again, with a hint of playfulness in his indifference. The six remaining figures between heaven and earth were reflected in his wild eyes, with an indescribable superiority and indifference!

As Yashen Wufeng's voice fell, the expressions of Yashen Ji, Yashen Ju and others all changed suddenly, and they were instantly as if they were facing a great enemy, with cold sweats!

Just the look from Yashen Wufeng made them tremble all over, and every bone was cold and crackling!

At the Yashen Dragon, the surging Yuanli brilliance was blazing to the limit, like a big sun, blooming with endless brilliance, an infinite terrifying force was rolling, and it would explode at any time, shocking the world!

Only Feng Caichen remained calm, holding a sword. The precious medicine spirit river behind him kept surging. After being replenished, the spiritual energy rushed to the sky. His eyes looked at Yashen Wufeng, and his sharp eyes were exposed!

"I don't like the look in your eyes, so I'll kill you first."

Yashen Wufeng's pupils swept across like two rays of light, directly covering Feng Caichen, and spoke indifferently!

Boom!

His right arm turned into a knife, and he slashed at Feng Caichen. In the void, a pale yellow knife light suddenly appeared for tens of thousands of feet!

In terms of scale and power, it was more than ten times that of the Yashen disciples who had just been killed!

When Yashen Ji, Yashen Jiu, Yashen Dong, and Yashen Cong saw this pale yellow knife light, their hearts were roaring. Even if it was not slashed at them, they still felt a fear of death!

"Invincible! He is really invincible! His strength is so terrifying that he may have already caught up with the elders. How can we resist him? This Ba Shen Haotian is just a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He will be slaughtered soon. After he dies, it will be our turn!"

Ba Shen Jiu spoke hoarsely with a look of fear!

In front of the precious medicine river, Feng Caichen looked at the knife that was chopped down, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, a look of joy at seeing prey!

Chant!

A sword chant resounded, and a dark sword light as black as ink, like a dark abyss descending, appeared out of nowhere, also tens of thousands of feet long. Under the shocked gaze of the four people including Yashen Ji, it collided with the sword slashed by Yashen Wufeng!     The

void collapsed, and everything collapsed!

The sword light was vast, the sword light whistled, drowning the world, and everything was dying! The two chained mountains were shaking, and the crashing sound was like the Yangtze River, deafening!     When everything calmed down, Feng Caichen stood calmly, expressionless, and the long sword in his hand swallowed and spit out sword light, like a dragon!     "What!! He actually blocked Yashen Wufeng's sword! How is this possible!!"     Yashen Ji exclaimed, his voice trembling, and the pupils of the four people looking at Feng Caichen were shaking!     "You were able to take my sword. It seems I underestimated you."     Yagami Wufeng's indifferent voice sounded, without any emotion, nor any extra emotion. In his eyes, Feng Caichen's sword was just a jump of an ant.     "I'm interested in your sword."     Feng     Caichen said lightly.     Immediately, he stretched out his right hand, the sword sang in all directions, his martial arts robe fluttered, and his whole body exuded a peerless sharpness, which directly enveloped Yagami Wufeng, and the entire void was shaking!     Just as Feng Caichen was about to swing his sword to attack, his eyes suddenly flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his calm face.     Because at this moment, a white and slender palm touched his right shoulder from behind, and at the same time, an equally indifferent voice slowly sounded from behind!     "Old Feng, let me do it."