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Chapter 972 The ambition of the Holy Spirit

"What should we do? It's the Holy Spirit. Why did he come so soon? Now that the founder has seen him, how can we resist?"

"Contact the founder as soon as possible. Even if we cannot contact us, we must go out to fight. Otherwise, when the rules of the first realm collapse, it will be when we die and disappear... Don't forget that we are the Lord of God, and we are deeply bound to the current rules of the first realm and cannot escape."

"Yes, even if we lose, we will fight!"

The four gods, the dragon, phoenix, Qilin and Baodi, looked at each other, their eyes full of determination. They knew that they were completely bound together with the rules of the first realm. If the rules of the first realm collapsed, then they would be scattered and completely fell. They could only fight, and they had no choice.

"Swoosh"

So the four great gods rushed to the front of the Holy Spirit and shouted: "Holy Spirit, you are simply bold. Even the Holy Heaven was driven away by the founder, let alone you?"

Shenlong shouted loudly.

"Hmm? Lord God? Humph, they are just four wastes, only five divine patterns, or are they just becoming Lord God. What qualifications do you have to become Lord God? Die for me!"

The Holy Spirit was boundless. Seeing the arrival of the four great gods, a trace of violent aura appeared on his face. With a big hand, he grabbed the Buddha and the entire sky was like he was caught in his hands.

The four great gods were suddenly covered with Buddha and were covered in a bottomless pit. Despite their strong struggle and resistance, it was useless. Their mere five divine patterns were as weak as an ant compared to the current seventeen divine patterns of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit could easily kill them.

The bodies of the four gods even began to collapse. They were about to be directly crushed. If they really fell like this, I am afraid that the four gods such as the dragon would be the most depressed gods who died in the history of the first world.**

"The Holy Spirit, what a great courage, immortal seal!"

Suddenly, a sound appeared, and then a huge handprint broke out from the void and collided directly with the Holy Spirit. The space caused a storm, but the Holy Spirit was powerless to deal with the four great gods. In an instant, his hands were loosened, and the four great gods immediately flew backward, his face full of surprise.

"Founder!"

Yang Yi showed his figure from the void and nodded slightly to the four gods and said, "You have done a good job, but this is not something you can interfere with. Maintain the stability of the first realm. I will leave it to me here."

After Yang Yi became the founder, his words and deeds were of great majesty, so the four great masters did not dare to disobey and left immediately with joy.

Yang Yi's power in the first realm was growing, and he defeated Shengtian a few days ago, which made the four great masters bow their heads and awe in their hearts. In their opinion, since Yang Yi has arrived, this crisis will definitely be resolved.

However, only Yang Yi knew the horror of the Holy Spirit now. He could see the difference between the Holy Spirit at a glance. Compared with a few months ago, the Holy Spirit is simply a world of difference.

"Where is the Holy Heaven?"

Yang Yi asked coldly. He was extremely afraid of Shengtian. If he had hidden himself at this time and gave Yang Yi a shocking blow in the end, then it would be hard to say whether Yang Yi could resist it.

However, from the first realm controlled by Yang Yi, there was no strange thing, and there was no trace of the Holy Heaven around. Yang Yi naturally did not hide around him, and he was not even in the first realm. Now in the first realm, Yang Yi controls everything, no matter how powerful a person or how clever the means are, he cannot hide it from Yang Yi.

The Holy Spirit looked at Yang Yi calmly, and his eyes suddenly became sinister, and he said coldly: "Is Holy Heaven? Can't you still see that Holy Heaven will never come."

"Um?"

Yang Yi suddenly raised his head, and his sharp eyes instantly stared at the Holy Spirit. At this time, dense divine patterns began to appear on the Holy Spirit, one, two, three... Seventeen!

There were seventeen paths, and Yang Yi could see clearly that they were indeed seventeen paths and seventeen divine patterns. Compared with the fourteen divine patterns of the Holy Spirit at that time, it was simply incredible.

Yang Yi could not imagine that even if the Holy Spirit devoured many strange gods, it would not be possible that several divine patterns would condense one after another in such a short time.

Coupled with the words of the Holy Spirit just now, a thought flashed in Yang Yi's mind, and he thought of a possibility.

"Is it possible that the Holy... the Holy Heaven was swallowed by you?"

Yang Yi looked incredible, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Only in this way could he strengthen the Holy Spirit, why did he make rapid progress in one go, and even condensed seventeen gods.

The Holy Spirit smiled coldly and said, "Yes, the Holy Heaven was swallowed by me. It's just that he was so careless and arrogant. When he was reincarnated and re-cultivated, he kept pressing me on the head. Haha, now I finally found the opportunity to eradicate him in one fell swoop, and I also got all of him, condensed seventeen divine patterns in one fell swoop. This is a realm he has not cultivated for billions of years, but I have done it, haha."

The breath of the Holy Spirit is like a storm, surrounding him, shocking people

Yang Yi stared at the Holy Spirit tightly. He and Shengtian were both out of sight. This Holy Spirit was a more terrifying person who hid his dissatisfaction for billions of years. Then, when Shengtian was most relaxed, he killed him in one fell swoop, and even got everything from Shengtian.

All the Holy Heaven's practice over the past billions of years have been cheaper than the Holy Spirit, making him reach the current almost invincible realm.

"Holy Spirit, it's really ironic that the Holy Heaven died at your hands in the end."

Yang Yi said coldly, but he was very wary of the Holy Spirit in his heart.

The Holy Spirit looked up and looked at Yang Yi: "If it weren't for you, I would have never had the chance to replace the Holy Heaven. If I really talk about it, I would have been thankful to you today. But unfortunately, I am not satisfied. I am still not satisfied with the seventeen divine patterns. I devour you. Then I will control the first realm and replace you as the founder of the first realm. Therefore, you must die!"

After saying this, the tone of the Holy Spirit was extremely cold, which made people shudder. Yang Yi even felt the fierce murderous intent emanating from him.

Yang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly. The Holy Spirit's ambition was indeed beyond Yang Yi's imagination. However, the Holy Spirit had approached madness and he was lost by his huge power.

"Oh? Holy Spirit, it's really unknown who will win to death. It's a pity that you can never replace Holy Heaven, because Holy Heaven is not as stupid as you!"

Yang Yimeng was already in the void. His divine body was billions of feet tall, exuding endless dragon power. What’s more important is that there was another divine pattern on his body, which was as many as sixteen!


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