Chapter 1385 The Sorrow of the Spirit Tribe (4)

Chapter 1385 The Sorrow of the Spirit Tribe (4)

"Impossible, the ancestor is a Mahayana cultivator, with supernatural powers at the pinnacle. Who can kill the ancestor?"

"Yes, the ancestor is as old as the sky, and it is impossible for him to die of old age. Brother Xuanwu, what's going on? Are you testing us?"

Both Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua showed expressions of disbelief. Master Xuanwu is a god-like existence in their hearts and the pillar of the Xuanwu cultivation world. If this pillar is broken, they can't imagine what they will encounter in the future.

Xuanwu Tongzi obviously anticipated the reactions of the two. Not to mention them, when he saw Master Xuanwu's soul fire extinguished, he couldn't believe it. He was stunned in the secret room for most of the day, and in order to keep it secret, he personally killed a servant of Master Xuanwu who was guarding the soul fire in the secret room.

Although he was unwilling to believe it, he also knew that once the soul fire of a cultivator was extinguished, it meant that he had died, so there was no suspense about Master Xuanwu's death.

He had also personally gone to Thunder Mountain to ask for a meeting with Wanmu Lingzun to confirm the matter, because in his opinion, in the entire Beitian Territory, the only one who had the ability to kill Xuanwu Shangren was Wanmu Lingzun.

And Wanmu Lingzun could not kill a Mahayana of the same clan, because this would greatly weaken the strength of the Ling clan, but as the strongest of the Ling clan, he would know some secrets of the death of Xuanwu Shangren.

Unfortunately, in Thunder Mountain, he was not only turned away, but also told that Wanmu Lingzun had gone to the Immortal Sea and his return date was uncertain, and even the patriarch of the Leiling clan, Lei Ao, was missing.

Xuanwu Tongzi could only return in disappointment. He had just returned to the Xuanwu Mountains when he heard the news of the destruction of Tuyin Lingzong, which made him smell a hint of something unusual. After sending Xuanwu Lingzong disciples to investigate the presence of tens of millions of immortal soldiers in Beitian Shattered Realm, he was completely shocked.

Beitian Shattered Realm, with the Tianmu Clan’s immortal army in the center, the Feiyu Clan and the Baitong Clan on the left and right, have already entered the Beitian Territory’s Spirit Clan territory from three directions, and wherever they pass, all the sects are pulled out, and all the Spirit Clan cultivators above the Qi Refining Stage are also slaughtered.

This is already a naked war of genocide.

Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua fell silent after knowing the truth of the matter. Under this situation, they didn’t know what to do.

“Why does Beitian Shattered Realm have such courage to slaughter our Spirit Clan cultivators? Senior Brother, do you know the reason?” After a moment, Mu Tianjiao said.

"This time, the Northern Sky Broken Realm was so bold that it dared to invade our Spirit Clan territory. I was also very surprised, and I sent people to inquire about it. At least so far, I have not seen any evidence of the Northern Sky Broken Realm and the Bone Clan's connection, but there is a strange phenomenon, that is, the human race immortal army, which has always had a feud with us, did not appear in the Tianmu Clan's immortal army. For this reason, I sent people to go deep into the human race area of ​​the Northern Sky Broken Realm, but I got a shocking information." Xuanwu Boy said.

"What information?" The two asked almost in unison.

"The Mitian Fantasy Realm has returned to the Spirit Realm, and the current master of the Mitian Fantasy Realm is actually known as the Great Spirit Lord."

"The Great Spirit Lord?" Mu Tianjiao exclaimed, and there was a tremor in his voice.

"Impossible, the Great Spirit Lord is the supreme existence, how could the human race give birth to the Great Spirit Lord, could it be?" Huang Linghua was also full of disbelief, but he seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Could it be?"

"Illusionary Sky Plan?" Mu Tianjiao said.

The Black Tortoise boy sighed softly and said, "This is the only explanation that makes sense now."

"Did the ancestor fall at the hands of Huan Tianmou?" Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua also reacted, but after guessing the reason, both of them had expressions of fear on their faces.

They knew very well what the Great Spiritual Venerable meant. It was a legendary existence. In the spirit world, the number of immortal cultivators was as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River. Those who could cultivate to the Mahayana stage were already rare.

Their spirit race occupied the most abundant place in the North Sky Region. For hundreds of thousands of years, the number of Mahayana cultivators was only about three or four.

And those who could go a step further, integrate the power of rules, and advance to the realm of the Spiritual Venerable were even fewer. Wanmu Spiritual Venerable had been praised as the most gifted genius of the spirit race for hundreds of thousands of years.

As for the Great Spiritual Venerable, the ability of a cultivator to comprehend the power of the ten major rules originally requires both opportunity and talent, and the process of comprehending the ten major rules is several times more difficult than ordinary rules. As for achieving perfection in the ten major rules, it is more than ten times more difficult than ordinary rules.

Those who can really reach this step can no longer be called opportunities, but the creation of heaven and earth.

It can be said that once a Great Spiritual Venerable appears in a race, it will be invincible for nearly a million years in the future. A Great Spiritual Venerable can even make a third- or fourth-rate small race become a super race in a very short time.

Xuanwu Tongzi had also thought of this a long time ago, but he had never dared to admit it. If it was really as they thought, then the Spiritual Race would really be in a life-and-death situation.

"If it is really Huan Tianmou who has advanced to the position of Great Spiritual Venerable, then all our efforts will be in vain?" Huang Linghua said with a bitter face.

Mu Tianjiao's pretty face was also very pale.

The three of them are all at the peak of the tribulation realm, and they will have the opportunity to make further progress in their lifetime. If the facts are really as they guessed, it will be a disaster for them.

In the spiritual world, although it is said that Mahayana monks generally do not participate in the wars in the immortal world, they are for ordinary sect wars, but for racial wars, they are not included in this category. This is also easy to understand. Ordinary The war between the sects is just a battle for resources and territory. For the Mahayana monks, if they take action, there will be no winner for either side.

But the war of races is a battle of life and death. Mahayana monks will almost certainly take action, first cutting off the opponent's high-end combat power, and then sending out immortal armies or even secular armies to sweep across the opponent's territory and destroy all obstacles.

The three of them have all lived for tens of thousands of years, and they are well aware of the rules of this world. It seems that the Xuanwu Immortal Realm cannot be saved.

"Senior brother, since there is nothing we can do, what should we do?" After hesitating for a moment, Huang Linghua said.

When Mu Tianjiao heard this, he stood up beautifully and said angrily: "Senior Brother Huang, could it be that you want to abandon Xuanwu Lingzong and run away alone?"

"If you stay, you will die in vain. Why stay when you know you are going to die?" Huang Linghua also counterattacked.

"Xuanwu Lingzong is the place where you and I grew up. Even if we know that something can't be done, we will still fight to the death. Even if we can't change the outcome, we will at least make them pay the price." Mu Tianjiao said angrily.

Huang Linghua sneered: "Junior Sister Mu, you have a stubborn personality and regard death as your own. Senior brother, I won't stop you, but you don't have the right to control me. If you remain useful, you will at least have a chance to make a comeback in the future. If we all die, Linghua Will the future of the clan be completely ruined?"

"Hmph, you are greedy for life and afraid of death. You also say it so grandly. The ancestors of Xuanwu and others fought and died for our spiritual clan. As the core elder of the Xuanwu Lingzong inner domain, you only care about yourself and want to give up. There are millions of disciples who don’t care, unless they are blind in the sky, they will let people like you advance to the Mahayana.”

"You?" Huang Linghua was immediately furious when he heard this, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Okay, don't quarrel." The Xuanwu boy on the side suddenly spoke and stopped the quarrel between the two.

"Brother Xuanwu, what do you mean? Fight or flee?" Mu Tianjiao turned his gaze to the boy Xuanwu and said.

The Xuanwu boy did not answer Mu Tianjiao's question, but fell silent, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

When Huang Linghua saw this, he didn't say anything anymore. Among the Xuanwu Lingzong, although the three of them were at the peak of transcending tribulations, when it came to supernatural powers, the Xuanwu boy was the strongest. He was also Master Xuanwu's most favored disciple, especially The Xuanwu Mountain-Resisting Spirit Art he had practiced had reached its peak. He and Mu Tianjiao were no match for either of them in a single fight.

Although Huang Linghua had a plan to escape in his heart, he did not dare to betray the sect blatantly. Otherwise, if he really angered the Xuanwu boy, he might not even be able to escape from the Xuanwu Lingsect.

The Xuanwu boy was also very conflicted in his heart at this moment. Not long ago, he had sent tens of thousands of his sect's better-endowed disciples out of the Xuanwu Mountains and into the territory of the Lei Ling clan, in fact, in order to preserve some fire for the Xuanwu Ling Sect.

But this is only a temporary measure. After all, if the skin is gone, the hair will be gone. Once the Xuanwu Immortal Cultivation World is destroyed, then the vast area of ​​​​the Spirit Clan in the Northern Territory will be exposed to the enemy's butcher knife.

And he also knew that even if he resisted, he might be able to bring some losses to the fairy army in the Beitian Broken Realm, but the outcome could not be changed. In the final analysis, after cultivating to their level, unless there was no chance to choose, who would be willing to Thousands of years of cultivation were destroyed in one day.

It's just that as the chief elder of the Xuanwu Ling Sect, he naturally cannot be as cowardly as Huang Linghua, but it is not what he wants to let him live and die with the sect, so he can't make up his mind at the moment.

"Elder Xuanwu, Lei Dong wants to see you." Just as the hall fell into silence, a young voice suddenly came from outside.

When the three of them heard this, they were all shocked, especially boy Xuanwu, who showed a hint of surprise.

"It turns out to be Brother Lei Dong. The last time we met was probably three thousand years ago at the grand ceremony of Wanmu Lingzun. Please come in." The Xuanwu boy waved his sleeves, and a large khaki aura flashed, and he let go Breaking the restriction in the main hall.

Several rays of lightning gathered in front of the three people, and then transformed into a young figure. The figure was dressed in dark green robes. He was five feet tall and had a slender figure. He looked like he was only in his twenties. Between his eyes opening and closing, There was a faint flash of lightning.

This man seemed young, but the aura on his body was extremely powerful. Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua also showed a look of surprise.

"Huh? It's only been three thousand years since we last met, and brother Lei Dong has actually advanced to a higher level, reaching the middle stage of transcending tribulation. It seems that he is already on par with your brother Lei Ao." The Xuanwu boy said in surprise.

"Elder Xuanwu is too praised. How can Lei Dong's meager cultivation be compared to that of the clan leader." When Lei Dong said this, there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes. It turned out that he was the younger brother of Lei Ao, the clan leader of the Lei Ling clan. His talent is no worse than that of Lei Ao, but he has always lived in the shadow of his brother since he was a child. All nine lines of the Spirit Clan are known as Lei Ao, but few people know that he is Lei Dong.

"Haha, Brother Lei Dong is so humble. If I'm right, Brother Lei is only over 20,000 years old now. Hey, speaking of which, I also envy your Lei Ling clan. There are so many talents, not only a Lei Ao, but also a brother. With such a genius, it seems that the Lei Ling clan will always lead our Spirit clan.”

"Elder Xuanwu praises Lei Dong too much." Lei Dong also showed a smile on his face. It was obvious that boy Xuanwu's words made him very useful.

"Brother Lei Dong, do you know the current situation of our spiritual tribe? But you have brought the will of Wanmu Spirit Lord?" Elder Xuanwu changed the topic and returned to the topic, asking.

When Lei Dong heard this, he also showed a solemn expression and said, "Lei Dong is here not to bring the Spirit Master's will, but to bring a message to Elder Xuanwu on behalf of my elder brother."

"Lei Ao? I wonder what the message is?" Although he was slightly disappointed, the Xuanwu boy still asked.

In his opinion, only Wanmu Lingzun can resolve the current situation. But if Huantianmou really advances to the realm of Great Spiritual Lord, Wanmu Lingzun may not dare to confront him head-on, and in his case Now that I think about it, maybe Wanmu Lingzun went to the Immortal Sea just to avoid disaster.

"Elder Xuanwu misunderstood Master Lingzun. It seems that you have guessed it. Yes, Senior Honghua Fire Mother has passed the message to Master Lingzun. Huan Tianmou has advanced to the position of Great Spirit Master. The human race's heavenly illusion has returned. In the spirit world, all the races in the Northern Sky Broken Realm have also surrendered to the human race." Lei Dong said the shocking words directly. Even if the three of them had expected it, their faces were full of shock at this moment.

"Sure enough, Huan Tianmou has returned and advanced to the realm of the Great Spirit Master?" After Xuanwu boy knew the truth, his breathing became rapid, and a chill spread directly from his back to his whole body.

Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua both showed expressions of despair.

"Three of you don't need to do this. When Lei Dong came today, it was the Great Spirit Lord who already had a way to deal with it. You must know the prophecy rules of Huantianmou, but there is a huge nemesis."

"The Divine Stone of Chaos?" The three Xuanwu boys were shocked, thought of it at the same time, and immediately answered in unison.

"Yes, the Spirit Master is planning to refine the Divine Stone of Chaos into the Divine Staff of Ten Thousand Thunders. Once successful, with this eighth-level immortal treasure, we can restrain Huan Tianmou. As long as we let him know that nothing can be done, we will have a bargaining chip. ”