Fairy Tree

Spells all over the sky were released from the sky like a torrent.

The light shield condensed by the mountain-protecting formation established by many disciples of Haisha Lingzong began to dim in an instant under the endless spell attacks.

At this moment, the faces of several elders of Haisha Lingzong also changed drastically. They found that they still underestimated the opponent's combat power.

Although the information they received was that the number of the Tianmu Clan's Immortal Army was only one million this time, the three major Spirit Sects had formed three million Immortal Army this time, divided into three regions, and built three defensive walls. .

The other two sects were under relatively high pressure, so they each led an army of 750,000 immortals, while the Haisha Ling Sect led an army of 500,000 immortals to defend the Tianmu Mountain Immortal Army on the front.

In their opinion, they were on the defensive side after all. With the help of the fairy spirit veins in the ground and the mountain-protecting formation, they could at least withstand the attack for several months.

It’s just that they completely misjudged the opponent’s strength. Although the Tianmu Clan only formed an army of one million immortals, the lowest one among these one million immortal armies was at the middle to late stage of the Golden Core, and the cultivators of the realm of Nascent Soul and above were even more advanced. A staggering more than a third.

In other words, there are at least 300,000 monks in the Immortal Army who are at the Nascent Soul stage or above. Such arms cannot be gathered by just a few sects.

The quality of the immortal army that Haisha Lingzong came to this time was very different. More than 90% were at the foundation building stage and golden elixir stage. Although the number of the two sides was only twice the difference, their combat power was vastly different.

"No, there are too many people in the opponent's immortal army who are at the realm of Nascent Soul and above. We simply can't resist it." The elder of the Haisha Sect in the early stage of transcending the tribulation had just finished speaking.

The aura shield condensed by the mountain-protecting formation began to collapse under the attack of a combination of high-level spells and endless magic weapons.

Countless Haisha Sect disciples also suffered the backlash from the formation at the same time. They spit out blood and showed horrified expressions. Even the first-order fairy spirit vein in the ground began to collapse under the backlash of the power of the formation. The earth Collapse, water and fire emerged, and even the mountain peaks collapsed towards the ground with roaring sounds.

The destructive power of the battle in the world of cultivators is terrifying, and everything within tens of thousands of miles has turned into a hell of Shura.

Several elders of Haisha Lingzong also had expressions of fear on their faces, and their will to resist instantly collapsed. They shouted "Retreat" and then turned into streaks of spiritual light and flew away towards the south.

Since there is no way to defend, retreating to preserve strength is naturally the best choice.

The elder of the Haisha Lingzong who was in the early stage of transcending the tribulation was using his escape technique while cursing the Xuanwu Lingzong in his heart. The Xuanwu boy was clearly asking them to act as cannon fodder. No, not even cannon fodder. They were simply sending themselves to death.

But he just flew hundreds of feet away, and the surrounding void suddenly began to darken, as if the entire space had turned into darkness.

"Forbidden air formation?" The elder of Haisha Lingzong's expression changed and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Elder Du Shi, now that you are here, do you still want to leave?"

"Boohoo~~" As three spiritual lights flashed, three immortal cultivators wearing immortal armor and masks appeared in front of Du Shi, forming a triangle and faintly wrapping him in the middle.

Du Shi's heart instantly sank to the bottom, because the auras of these three people were as deep as the sea, and even he could not sense the realm of each other at all, and all three of them had immortal armor that could isolate the power of spiritual consciousness. Mask, he had no idea who the three people in front of him were.

The only thing he could be sure of was two things. One was that the three people in front of him must be from the Tianmu clan, and the other was that the realms of these three people all surpassed his own.

Thinking of this, Du Shi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He had been practicing hard for thousands of years, but today it seemed that he was really in danger.

"Fellow Daoist Du Shi, this is a war of races, not personal grudges, so don't blame us for defeating more with less. Fellow Daoist, you should take matters into your own hands, so we won't have to take action, right?" A metallic trembling sound came from the man in the middle. It came from the mouth of the man wearing green immortal armor.

"Even if Du is dead, he will never give in."

A look of determination appeared on Du Shi's face. With a wave of his sleeves, large swaths of earth-yellow spiritual light spread out in circles, and whirlwinds of mineral sand quickly condensed around them, turning into whirlwinds one after another. The tornado that connected the sky and the earth shot away as Du Shi pointed towards the three of them.

"Rumble~~~" At the same time, dozens of huge meteorites appeared in the sky above Du Shitou. Each one was hundreds of feet in size, and they were like huge mountains, smashing towards the three of them.

This is not the magical power of moving mountains in the world of immortality, but turning the power of one's own earth rules into meteorites to attack the enemy. The power is far more powerful than the ordinary magical power of moving mountains, and the speed is also much faster, almost in an instant. , reached the sky above the heads of the three people.

The three of them stopped persuading them. The racial war was originally a battlefield of massacre, and there was no affection at all. Even if they usually had a friendship like brothers, in the face of righteousness, they still needed to meet each other in life and death.

"Well come."

The three of them took action at the same time, and saw the three of them pinching the spiritual secrets with both hands, and the sound of obscure spells that shook the void rang out from their mouths. A large white light emitted from them, condensed into a snow-white light with a thickness of several feet, and shot out. .

Each ray of white light corresponds to a falling meteorite.

"Rumble~~" The moment dozens of meteorites were hit by the white light, they exploded one after another and turned into rubble all over the sky. However, before they were ejected, they turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

With a slight flash of three white spiritual lights, three elders of the Tianmu clan wearing fairy armor had formed a triangle shape, surrounding Du Shi in the middle. The tornadoes that came one after another hit dozens of feet in front of them. After the white spiritual light outside appeared, it began to disperse one after another.

The void was collided by this huge force, vibrating and rumbling.

The battle between the monks in the Tribulation Stage may seem a bit inconspicuous, but the attacks they send out are highly condensed in power, and each attack can easily shatter a mountain.

It was only because the power was too concentrated that it was compressed within a limited range. However, within this range, the void trembled and sent out large ripples, as if it would collapse at any time.

The three elders of the Tianmu clan obviously did not intend to delay, but wanted to fight quickly, so they did not show any mercy. The three of them waved their sleeves at the same time, and three groups of white lights suddenly appeared in the sky above the three people's heads. The slender eye shape exudes dazzling light.

"Supernatural power of the heavenly eye?" Du Shi exclaimed, as if he was very afraid of the three people's magical power. He saw the spiritual secrets of his hands changing, turning into afterimages, and khaki spiritual light spread out from his body, turning into For a bell guard, wrap it inside.

"Fellow Daoist Du, just accept your fate."

As the metal trembled, the white light hanging above the heads of the three people slowly opened. As the three eyes opened, the void was suddenly completely covered with white snow. Even the chasing Haisha The sect's disciples and the Tianmu Clan's immortal army all felt their eyes light up, and they actually lost their vision in a short period of time.

"Ah~~~"

A shrill scream suddenly came to mind, and many high-level disciples of Haisha Lingzong immediately recognized that the voice belonged to their Elder Du, who was also their leader this time.

"Elder Du has fallen?"

"Ah, even Elder Du was killed. Everyone, run away."

All the disciples of Haisha Lingzong completely collapsed. They were still organized and retreated while resisting the Tianmu Clan's immortal army. At this moment, they were completely disorganized and fled in all directions. As a result, they soon became the followers of the Tianmu Clan's immortal army. The prey screamed one after another.

In the void, as spiritual lights flashed beside the three people, seven more figures appeared.

"Senior Brother Jintong, the leaders of Du Shi, Sha Sha Ming and Lu Hexuan this time have all fallen. The rest of the people from the Haisha Ling Sect are no longer worth mentioning. It is only a matter of time before they are all killed."

The man in the center wearing green immortal armor couldn't help but sigh softly when he heard this: "It's destiny, there's nothing we can do about it, hey."

"Senior Brother Jintong, Du Shi and you have met several times before, and we are considered old acquaintances. It is understandable that you do not want to take action, but the war of races is not something I can decide. Taoist friend Du Shi ended up like this. His calamity."

The man wearing green immortal armor also nodded when he heard this.

"I only had some contact with Du Shi, but I didn't have a deep friendship. I just saw his fall and sounded the battle between races. Even those of us monks who have reached the realm of transcending tribulation cannot escape the crushing force of the world. , It's really a bit sad, I just feel it, not to sympathize with fellow Taoist Du Shi, okay, order the tribe to fight quickly, join the other two immortal armies as soon as possible, and go to the Xuanwu Mountains together. "

"Yes, the Xuanwu Ling Sect has made preparations, and must be setting up defenses now. We can only try to gain as much time as possible to capture the Tu Ling Clan's base - the Xuanwu Mountains - as soon as possible."

"The strength of the Spirit Clan cannot be underestimated. What we have encountered now is only a very small part of the Earth Spirit Clan. The real Earth Spirit Clan is headed by the Xuanwu Ling Sect and supplemented by the three major Spirit Sects. Hundreds of sects and dozens of races, large and small, in the fairy world have really gathered together, which is also a great threat to us, and this is just the earth spirit clan. The other eight series of spirit clans have not yet taken action. If the other eight series of spiritual tribes take action, we will probably suffer defeat in the Northern Territory."

"What Senior Brother Jin Tong said is true. At present, we can only win the Xuanwu Mountains as quickly as possible and shorten the time as much as possible. Then we can build defenses based on the Xuanwu Mountains and wait for the arrival of the human immortal army. Of course, the most important thing is As for the two ancestors, only by defeating the Mahayana monks on the other side can the ancestors take action. Otherwise, trying to destroy the entire Spirit Clan simply by relying on our strength is nothing more than a dream."

"The two ancestors naturally know this well. We just have to follow the plan and advance step by step." After thinking for a moment, the golden-eyed ancestor spoke again.

"The defenses of Chiyan Lingzong are simply vulnerable, and they were obviously hastily formed. They seem to have a lot of people, but in fact their quality is really poor. Our three million immortal army deployed them in just a few waves of attacks. "The formation was destroyed."

Above the void, there are densely packed immortal cultivators with wings on their backs. The wings of these people are also colorful, and even their shapes are strange. Looking down from the sky, there are countless wings on their backs. The monks wearing armor were chasing the Spirit Race monks who were running around.

A pair of purple wings behind the leader flapped slowly. She did not wear a mask, but revealed a face as handsome as a woman.

His face was serious, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and he spoke after a moment: "These people are not the elite of Chiyan Lingzong, they are just a hastily organized army, so they are vulnerable. We must not be careless. The Spirit Clan has occupied the entire Northern Heaven Territory for hundreds of thousands of years. With the resources of the Northern Heaven Territory, it has accumulated a huge amount of strength. The area controlled by the Xuanwu Immortal Realm alone is not much smaller than our Northern Heaven Broken Realm. At present, It's because Lord Baiyu has restrained the Mahayana monks of the Spirit Clan that we can go so smoothly. If we really want to enter the Xuanwu Mountains, we may not be able to go so smoothly."

"What Elder Zixiu said is true. The resistance organized by Chiyan Lingzong this time is vulnerable, so there is no need for Baiyu Shengjun to take action personally. Once we reach the Xuanwu Mountains, just relying on the strength of our three clans, We may not be able to win it smoothly, and as long as any of the other eight series spirit clans try their best to help the earth spirit clan, we will definitely not be able to win the Xuanwu Mountains, so in the end we still need the help of the White Feather Saint Lord and him, right?"

"We don't need to know too much about the ancestor's plan." Upon hearing this, Zi Xiu glanced at the beautiful woman next to him and said somewhat sullenly.

"Hongyu doesn't dare." The face of the woman with a pair of red wings behind her changed, and she hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"Since the Holy Lord asked us to be the vanguard of the Immortal Army, he certainly has his reasons. When the critical moment comes, the Holy Lord will also have a countermeasure. We don't need to question or understand, as long as we follow the Holy Lord's will Just do it.”

"Hongyu understands that now that the first line of defense has been breached, the Tianmu Mountain and the Baitong clan will not be much hindered. We can march into the Xuanwu Mountains. The three major coalition forces will unite. Even if the Xuanwu Immortal Realm gathers all its strength, It may not be able to surpass us.”

Zi Xiu nodded, his expression softening slightly.

"Let's go." The purple wings behind him flashed slightly, and the next moment they flashed slightly in the distant horizon before disappearing without a trace.

The Hongyu woman did not hesitate and followed suit.

The Feiyu tribesmen all around spread their wings one after another, turning into streaks of rainbow light and shooting towards the distant horizon.

There are still a few surviving Chiyan Lingzong disciples below, running around, but facing countless Feiyu monks, all their efforts are destined to be in vain. The screams still sound one after another, and gradually Beginning to become scarce.

In the center of a dark space, there was a thundercloud that was hundreds of miles in size, and above the thundercloud was a huge divine cauldron.

In the divine cauldron, every few dozen breaths, a green light will flash out, and then the shadow of a scepter will be outlined.

In the mid-air around the thunder cloud, there were seventy-two short spirit monks with greenish skin sitting cross-legged. They all closed their doors and hung their curtains. They pushed forward with their hands, and streaks of lightning shot out from between their palms. , injected into the thundercloud in the middle.