Fei of the Zimi Sect rushed forward like crazy, fearing that the god-level spiritual fruit would be preempted by other divine sects.
As they were running away, the lord of the sect stretched out his hand that was half a stick and forgot to take the slave Zhao Wuxing with him.
If the god-level spiritual fruit in the divine domain had a similar self-defense method like the phantom array, it would just throw Zhao Wuxing over.
A few minutes later, everyone in the Zimi Sect came to a large area of god-level spiritual fruit trees.
The delicate red fruits hang densely on the green branches, which is extremely eye-catching.
As Elder Xuanlu said, there are at least three thousand god-level spiritual fruits in this forest here.
What made them even more delighted was that this god-level spiritual fruit was different from the god-level spiritual fruits in the primitive forest. There were no self-defense measures, let alone any illusion formation.
An elder of the Zimi Sect immediately threw Zhao Wuxing away. There was no danger, so the slave was of no use for the time being.
All the people from the Zimi Sect rushed toward this god-level spiritual fruit as quickly as possible.
"Stop! Sect Master, there is something wrong with this god-level spiritual fruit!"
Zhao Wuxing was thrown aside by the sect leader. When he saw the red spiritual fruits on the branches, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood it completely.
Those superpowers who were at the early stage of the eighth level of the Yuanshen Realm did not die from fighting among themselves, but from the traps of the Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan and the Black Dragon Clan.
The piece of god-level spiritual fruit in front of you is one of the traps!
This is the only reasonable explanation.
Teru Wuxing didn't know why he suddenly thought about all this, and he didn't know where the power came from. He bounced up from the ground with great force and stood directly in front of the sect leader.
"Sir, Sect Master, stop, there is something wrong with this piece of god-level spiritual fruit. This is a trap. Don't come forward, please retreat!"
Although these people from the Zi Mi Sect treated him very badly, Zhao Wuxing couldn't just watch them die.
This is the trap of the Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan. The Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan targets all cultivators outside the divine domain. At this moment, he must abandon his personal grudges and grudges.
"That's nonsense, you bitch, get out of here!"
The master of the sect only had eyes for the god-level spiritual fruit. When he saw Zhao Wuxing suddenly standing in front of him, he waved his hand in anger and directly swept Zhaowuxing aside and continued to rush towards the god-level spiritual fruit.
Zhao Wuxing's body was like a kite with its string cut off, drawing an arc in the air, falling to the ground in a panic, and smashing several big trees one after another.
Zhao Wuxing kept vomiting blood from his mouth and his chest collapsed, but luckily he survived.
The sect leader was anxious to obtain the god-level spiritual fruit. Affected by this mentality, he did not use much attack power.
After Zhao Wuxing broke several big trees, his body finally stopped moving backwards.
The moment he stopped, he discovered that his body was not leaning against a tree, but a human calf.
Zhao Wuxing turned around reflexively and saw five young men standing silently behind him, exuding a heart-stopping blood pressure that made people want to kneel down and worship.
The five young men looked at him standing tall, full of disdain, like gods looking down on all living beings.
At this time, the Zimi Sect's group had already rushed under the god-level spiritual fruit tree.
The red fruits are right in front of them, and they can pick them as soon as they raise their hands.
The eyes of everyone in the Zimi Sect flashed with greed, and they stretched out their hands to pick it.
Suddenly, the ground shook, and several dazzling golden lights erupted.
The golden light turned into golden wind blades, hitting everyone's heart accurately.
Everyone in the Zimi Sect felt heart-wrenching pain in their chests, and they spurted out several mouthfuls of their natal essence and blood, accurately hitting the roots of each god-level spiritual fruit tree.
Update completed today…
Thanks to little brother Chengjiao, 183******05, 185******39, Lei Wushuang° and other babies for their rewards.
I had an upset stomach tonight and it was even later in the evening. Sorry everyone.
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