Everyone Invades Another World: Starting with the Immortal-Demon Reincarnation Pool

After seeing the wood spirit, this group of black blood dragon pythons wanted to escape from here.

However, with the Lord's order, how could the wood spirit let them escape like this?

Opening his hands, he used an instant ultimate move. The dazzling green light instantly enveloped all the black-blooded dragon pythons present.

In front of the territory of the Immortal Demon Tribe, the area of ​​nearly ten kilometers instantly turned into a green ocean.

Every black python in the green ocean not only finds it difficult to move, but also feels that its life force is passing away at a rapid speed.

The most important thing is that they seem to have fallen into a bottomless swamp, and no matter how hard they struggle, they can't break free from the area covered by green light.

"No! This is the wind attribute holy level skill of the Natural Wood Tribe, Soft Wind and Drizzle!"

"Damn wood spirits! Let us go immediately! Otherwise, the patriarch will surely crush your tribe!"

"Let us go! This thing was caused by that idiot Dores! It has nothing to do with us!"

Although the screams of the black-blooded dragon pythons were full of anger and still sounded extremely arrogant, the occasional trills still revealed the panic in their hearts.

If the wood spirits were only at the middle level or below, they could all work together to break this bondage.

After all, no matter what they say, they also have real dragon blood flowing in their bodies, and their combat power and destructive power are very terrifying.

However, the Wood Spirit is at the pinnacle of the spiritual level. It is only one step away from breaking through the barrier of the spiritual level and successfully entering the monarch level.

Moreover, the first thing she performed was the holy level technique, which was what frightened these black-blooded dragon pythons the most.

Nowadays, all races in the entire continent are already very powerful if they can possess monarch-level skills.

Apart from the human race, the only races on the entire continent that possess and practice holy-level skills are the natural wood race, the elves race, and the divine dragon race.

Above the Saint level is the God level. However, for nearly a thousand years, the God level techniques seem to have only existed in legends and no one has ever seen them.

With the strength of the wood spirit, coupled with the holy level skills, he can definitely fight with the leader of the black-blooded dragon and python clan who has just entered the twelfth level of the monarch.

Now Mu Ling takes action himself, and uses [Soft Breeze and Drizzle] without hesitation as soon as he comes up.

Not to mention these king-level black pythons, even the eleventh-level spiritual level black python named Dores could not escape.

Dores was also shrouded in the soft wind and drizzle of the wood spirit, and his body, which was about to turn into a dragon, kept twisting violently.

The huge eyes were full of fear, and he was shouting angrily while using his whole body's spiritual power to resist the erosion of the green light.

"Wood Spirit Priest! Why are you doing this? The Black-Blooded Dragon Python Clan and the Natural Wood Man Clan have never been in conflict with each other. We are neighbors and friends! Why would you help the territorial forces from another world deal with us!"

"I am naturally a member of the Muren clan, do I still need you to teach me? Noisy!"

Mu Ling's eyes turned cold, and he shouted coldly, and the green light in the sky became a little brighter again.

Although he didn't say anything, there was hatred in his heart.

About three hundred years ago, when my mother was asleep and the high priest was still at the peak of his spiritual level, members of the tribe often disappeared.

Later, after my mother regained consciousness and the high priest successfully entered the rank of king, this situation disappeared.

After some investigation, the tribe learned that some of the missing compatriots were killed by these evil black-blooded dragon python tribe and used as food rations.

What's even more annoying is that some of them are given to some shameless humans by these earthworms in exchange for what they need.

Although the natural wood people have always been peace-loving, it does not mean that they do not hold grudges.

It’s just that I haven’t found a chance to take revenge!

"Neighbor? Friend? Are you worthy of a disgusting race like yours?"

Mu Ling's tone was full of sarcasm. He finally caught the opportunity for revenge, how could he let it go?

When Dores heard what the wood spirit said, his eyes burned with rage.

"Even if we don't deserve to be friends with your natural wood people, we are all a race from the endless abyss! But you help the lords from another world. Don't you know that these humans are the enemies of all races on the entire continent?"

"Haha... let me correct you. I am not helping the lord, but loyal! Do you understand?"

Mu Ling sneered disdainfully.

As soon as the words fell, all the sounds of the black blood dragon python stopped abruptly.

All these black pythons opened their eyes wide and looked at the wood spirit in disbelief.

The next moment, their eyes mechanically turned to the lush tree in the territorial city.

It wasn't until now that they recognized it. It turned out to be an ancient natural tree from the Natural Wood Tribe!

"It's actually the natural ancient trees of the Wooden Tribe! They actually moved all the natural ancient trees to this territory!"

"It seems that the Natural Wooden Tribe is really loyal to the master of this territorial force! They have betrayed all the races on the mainland!"

"Not only that, they actually dare to help the lord attack native races like us!"

"But the Muren clan is loyal to the territorial forces, why don't we know about it at all? Such a big event must have caused a big earthquake in the clan!"

"Perhaps we had already set off when the Wooden Tribe surrendered and missed the news!"

"Damn it! Why do I feel more and more sleepy? My power is almost exhausted..."

"My life force is passing faster and faster! I feel very tired now!"

"This is the gentle breeze and drizzle of the Wooden Tribe. This green natural spiritual power is swallowing up our vitality!"

"Damn! I really got hurt this time by that idiot Dores!"

As their vitality passed, the voices of those king-level black pythons became increasingly feeble.

Those lord-level black pythons had already collapsed on the ground, motionless.

Only Dores, the strongest, was still struggling crazily.

However, as soon as the black mist surged around the body, it was dispersed by the green light.

The mouth continuously sprays black venom at the wood spirit, but under the action of wind and rain, no matter how strong the venom is, it will be washed away.

His body twisted violently, trying desperately to get closer to the wood spirit.

However, it is like being trapped in a green swamp, the more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

All its attacks have no effect on the wood spirit, let alone break free.

After a while, seeing all the black pythons struggling less and less, Mu Ling turned around and looked at the immortal and demon soldiers who were waiting in full formation.

"We can deal with them! The vitality of these earthworms has been almost exhausted! They will not resist!"

A large amount of life force has been devoured. In the mild case, the body is weak and drowsy. In the severe case, the life force will naturally die. This has nothing to do with the spiritual power in the body.

After listening to Mu Ling's words, Xian Qing'er and Mo Wuxin looked at each other, and then waved behind them.

This feeling is very strange, and it is a totally random experience.

From beginning to end, they didn't take action at all. The only thing they have to do now is to harvest lives.

This hunting method is the first experience for the Immortal Demon Team.

However, since their master had orders in front of them, they would not be polite and rushed directly to greet them with various combat skills.

In a matter of moments, twenty-three black-blooded dragon pythons had been slaughtered, leaving only a dozen or so.

The king-level black blood dragon pythons are all in the process of turning into dragons, and there is also a spirit-level black python that is only one step away from successfully turning into dragons.

If he didn't die, he would probably be the real sixteen dragons.

However, tonight is destined to be a dragon-slaying feast among the fairy and demon tribes!