Above the Immortal Cultivation

The three tribes’ coalition army, which was full of vigor, was subconsciously surprised when they saw a figure leaping down from the tower and facing all of them alone.

However, the three tribes still kept rushing towards Nie Zui in the distance.

Because they were confident that even if the person standing opposite was a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, with their current powerful strength, they could crush him to death.

As the distance got closer and closer, the momentum of the three tribes’ coalition army continued to surge towards Nie Zui, and the momentum gathered into a gust of wind, blowing his clothes and blowing his black beard like a deserter, constantly running towards his face.

When the three tribes were still three hundred feet away from him, he squinted his eyes and said subconsciously: "It's almost done."

Suddenly, he whistled, and the emerald green gourd instantly came to his hand. He threw the gourd into the sky with force, and one by one, green beans fell on the ground like raindrops. In the blink of an eye, they grew into tall green giants wearing yellow armor and holding green spirit swords, three feet tall and eight feet wide.

"Yaa!"

The green giant was like a newborn baby, making waves of "Yaa", "Yaa", "Yaa" childish sounds, and these childish sounds rushed towards the coalition of the three tribes like a hurricane.

"Moo"

"Mia"

"Ah"

Unexpectedly, this sound wave attack reached the depths of their souls, like a sharp pair of scissors, constantly cutting their souls.

Hundreds of earthly sacred cows suddenly stood up on their hind legs like crazy, and screamed in pain; lines of bright red blood flowed from the slender and sharp corners of the mouths of more than two hundred sky blue rocs, and they let out a painful cry; the more than two hundred Yuanying period cultivators of Feng Yanzong were better, and they withstood the sudden sound waves that pierced into their souls like swords, but their breath was also weakened by a lot.

For a while, the coalition forces of the three tribes were in chaos.

Beat the dog when it is down.

Of course, Nie Zui would not miss such a good opportunity.

His expression moved, and five thousand green giants came to the surroundings of the people and cattle roaring and rocs roaring after a few jumps, and surrounded them into a big circle, and pieces of emerald green sword light slashed at them like waves.

"You wish!" Chen Shunfeng swung out one green circle after another in an instant, and the green circle expanded rapidly, facing the sword light coming from the sky.

After the cyan circle and the green sword light met, they disappeared like the fusion of air and air.

However, the cyan circle was always a magical power performed by Chen Shunfeng alone, while the emerald sword light was cast by 5,000 cultivators close to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core at the same time. In less than three breaths, his mana dropped sharply.

Fortunately, all the seventh and eighth level earth gods, sky blue rocs, and Feng Yanzong Yuanying period cultivators recovered from the severe pain of their souls.

The earth gods roared angrily, stepped on the ground with both feet, stood up, and turned into an ugly appearance with a bull head and a human body. The front feet seemed to be like hands that picked up the Fang Tian Ji they were good at, and continuously swung out a series of earth-yellow halberds, which dissipated in the air with the emerald light.

Nearly two hundred old sky blue roc monsters released their bodies, spread their wings, and flapped their wings continuously, and a piece of cyan wind blades met the emerald sword light.

The Yuanying-stage cultivators of Fengyan Sect released various magical weapons of various styles and greeted the sword light.

The two fought for more than ten breaths.

Nie Zui stood in the distance and watched all this with a smile.

He knew that it would be impossible for the spirit soldiers that the Nie family had carefully cultivated for tens of thousands of years to defeat the three-tribe coalition with such a simple attack. However, in addition to maintaining a consistent and extremely sharp attack, the spirit soldiers also had a tough body that was ten times stronger than the silver Gang.

With the joint efforts of five level eight peak demons and five Yuanying late-stage great cultivators, they were able to completely break the joint attack of five thousand spirit soldiers. However, once the spirit soldiers were cultivated, they had spiritual intelligence that puppets could not achieve. Therefore, the Nie family taught them the family's Tian-level intermediate magical power "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

But with their spiritual intelligence, they could not cultivate it anyway.

However, it is like a person holding a sword, practicing a sword technique day and night tirelessly and repeatedly, and failing to master it in a month, a year, ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years. Then, with the teaching of the person who commands the spirit soldiers, it will eventually succeed in ten thousand years.

God rewards hard work!

As long as there is the support of spiritual power, the spirit soldiers will practice the Nie family's skills and the magical power "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin" at all costs, which is enough to achieve success.

This is the foundation of the Nie family and the last trump card in the hands of the Golden Dragon.

However, the person who commands the spirit soldiers needs to have a strange spiritual root: the soul root.

This kind of spiritual root can only be possessed by the people of the Nie family. The Nie family will only have a person with a soul root every ten to fifteen generations, that is, the Nie family will only have such a person every seven hundred to one thousand years.

This person is the person who commands the spirit soldiers and the pride of the Nie family.

Nie Zui is the pride of the Nie family.

The leader of the spirit soldiers needs to constantly pass on his understanding of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin" to the spirit soldiers, and also pass on his own cultivation to them. However, the cultivation of the spirit soldiers must be lower than the leader of a major realm.

For example, Nie Zui is in the late Nascent Soul stage, so the realm of the spirit soldiers can only be the peak of the late Golden Core stage.

Once Nie Zui succeeds in the transformation of the spirit, he will always be surrounded by 5,000 early Nascent Soul strongmen guarding him. At the same time, these guards have practiced the mid-level heavenly magical power "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin", which makes people tremble with fear just thinking about it.

Nie Zui raised his hand, and 5,000 spirit soldiers almost simultaneously put away their green spirit swords, and rushed towards the coalition of the three tribes in unison, fighting them in close combat.

In the long-standing war between the two tribes, only the cultivators who had achieved success in body training would fight the demon tribe in close combat, because the physical strength of the human race was far weaker than that of the demon tribe.

The earth god bull tribe, whether it was the level 5 or 6 god bulls whose souls were damaged or the level 7 or 8 god bulls, all roared excitedly when they saw the Hulk charging with a green spirit sword.

The earth god bull inherited a trace of the weak blood of the true spirit prison bull. The prison bull originally dominated the world with supreme power. Although the earth god bull's power was not even one billionth of that of the prison bull, it was also the leading existence in the vast sea. Except for the red ape, which could fight with them, the other demon tribes were no match in terms of power.

This was what they wanted.

They all raised their Fang Tian Ji to meet the spirit soldiers.

"Moo"

"Yaa"

The swords and halberds suddenly joined and then separated. The two seemed to be evenly matched. After passing each other, they fought fiercely again.

"Ping Ping Pong Pong"

"Clang Clang Clang"

"Clang Clang Clang"

The violent collision of the swords and halberds burst into bright clouds of light. More than a thousand spirit soldiers fought with the Earth God Bull.

Because the spirit soldiers had the advantage in numbers and possessed the magical power of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin", there were four or five spirit soldiers fighting with each level 7 or 8 God Bull, Tianqing Peng and Yuanying period strongman.

The remaining more than a thousand spirit soldiers pounced on the other five great monks and five level 8 peak monsters.

Nie Zui stood far away from the battlefield, as if the battle in front of him had nothing to do with him. He slowly raised the green gourd and kept drinking the spirit wine in it.

As he drank, a trickle of bright blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He still squinted his eyes, and regardless of the increasing amount of blood, he smiled as he watched the coalition forces of the three tribes and the spiritual soldiers whose lives were dependent on them falling.