Fairy Tree

Xuanwu Mountains

The four tribes from the Northern Broken Realm have begun to move in in large numbers, but during the process of moving in, the immortal cultivators did not take action, so the progress is a bit slow.

Xuanwu Backbone Mountain is already impregnable and managed by the immortal armies of the four tribes. Layers of defensive formations are superimposed on each other, making the winding Xuanwu Backbone Mountain covered in colorful auras.

Countless flags were faintly seen flying on the mountain, and the names of various forces were written on the flags in common characters of the spirit world.

On the main peak of Xuanwu Spine Mountain, the palace that originally belonged to the Tuling Clan also had a new look. However, the owner of the hall at this moment had already been replaced by senior members of the four tribes of the Beitian Shattered Realm.

The four tribes are now led by the four spiritual realms, and Bian Wuyu has become the apparent leader of the coalition.

The four Mahayana monks had no news and disappeared without a trace since the last time they showed up using the Four Spirits Formation.

The entire Xuanwu Mountains are extremely calm, but every monk from the four tribes understands that the calm in front of them is just a short moment before the storm, and the real storm will come soon.

In the Xinghu Mountains, from thousands of miles away, one could see sword aura rising into the sky, and even the white clouds above the nine heavens were fluttering in all directions stirred by the sword aura.

On the opposite side, there is a mountain peak with entangled vines. This mountain peak is inserted directly into the clouds. Countless vines with a thickness of several feet extend for hundreds of miles, flickering into countless afterimages and whipping down. The sword energy that was thousands of feet long could not withstand such a dense attack. Suddenly the sword energy overflowed and swept in all directions.

Although countless vines were cut off in the air, more quickly extended.

Above the void, Mo Qing was standing in the air, carrying a simple long sword, frowning slightly, looking at the battle in front of him with a serious face.

"Lord of the Territory, this sacred tree of the Wood Spirit Clan has survived since ancient times and has possessed a certain level of spirituality. It is no less powerful than an ordinary Mahayana monk. The Wood Spirit Clan refined this tree through their wood-type magical powers. The sacred tree order can drive this sacred tree to fight for them. As long as the sacred tree is not destroyed, it will be extremely difficult for us to capture the Green Wood Spiritual Palace. "

"Hmph, isn't the power of this sacred tree exhausted? After all, it's just a dead thing. If the Lord of this domain doesn't believe it, there's nothing he can do about it. Let's inform him and use the Innate Infinite Sword Formation. Since he can't kill this sacred tree in a short time, then this domain can't kill it in a short time. The Lord then changed his strategy and used the Innate Infinite Sword Formation and the method of endless life to consume the power of this sacred tree. Then, he looked at the right time and captured the Greenwood Spiritual Palace in one fell swoop. By then, all the Wood Spirit clan will die in this domain. With his own hands, the first achievement in this race war should also be ours from the Sword Spirit Realm.”

"Lord Territory Lord, it is said that this sacred tree is connected to several immortal spiritual veins in the Xinghu Mountains. It has infinite spiritual power. Although the Innate Infinite Sword Formation can rely on the power of heaven and earth to survive forever once it is closed, I want to arrange it. , will also instantly drain most of the magic power of our immortal army. If the Lingmu clan monks take the opportunity to attack, wouldn't it be very detrimental to us?" A man in his thirties bowed and said.

This person is one of the three great sword masters in the Sword Spirit Realm. His status and strength are second only to Wu Xinyun, who is Fengyun Wujian. Wu Xinyun is very low-key in the Sword Spirit Realm. Even though he is one of the three great sword masters, Among the four spiritual realms of the Beitian Broken Realm, few people know about the magical swordsmanship he cultivates.

The sword magic power he cultivates is called Demon Heart Sword, which is a magic power that focuses on magic. This is also the reason for his low profile. The existence of demon monks is prohibited in the human race of Beitian Shattered Realm. As long as there are demon monks appearing, It is rare to escape the pursuit of various major sect forces.

Wu Xinyun is undoubtedly an exception. He has followed the old domain master of the Sword Spirit Domain for many years and is low-key, so he can avoid the pursuit of the immortal monks who eliminate demons and protect the way.

Now that Mo Qingxun has become the new Sword Spirit Territory Lord, Wu Xinyun's status has also risen, and there is a faint tendency to overpower Fengyun Wujian in the territory, and Mo Qingxun wants to prevent Fengyun Wujian from usurping his position as the Territory Lord. , has been deliberately squeezing him out, allowing Wu Xinyun to take the opportunity to strengthen his power.

"The Wood Spirit clan is just a bunch of turtles. Taking advantage of the strength of this domain lord, their desperate defense is still a little insufficient. How can they dare to take the initiative and give orders to follow the wishes of this domain lord?" Mo Qing thought. After a moment, he opened his mouth and ordered.

"According to the order." Although Wu Xinyun had doubts, he did not dare to disobey and immediately left the arrangement.

After a while, the densely packed Sword Spirit Domain monks began to shoot into the void. Teams of Sword Spirit Domain monks formed a nine-nine formation and began to form formations.

I saw circular sword arrays flashing across the sky. The sword aura in the array condensed into handwriting. If you look closely, you can see that it actually covers Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Xun, Gen, There are nine groups of Dui Ba Zi, which appear in the void as a huge Bagua shape covering thousands of miles.

Endless sword energy began to brew in the Bagua array, and the astonishing pressure of the sword energy made even the Qingpu Ancestor in the Qingmu Spiritual Palace show a horrified expression.

"The heritage of the human race cannot be underestimated. They have actually arranged such a terrifying sword formation."

"Yes, after the decline of the human race, the four major spiritual realms have been hiding their capabilities and biding their time. Legend has it that this innate infinite sword formation is still a magical power left by the previous generation of old domain masters. It is one of the highest magical powers in the way of swordsmanship. Once they successfully arrange it, the sacred tree will also He may not be able to withstand it." Patriarch Qing Ce frowned slightly and said.

The old man Qingpi was also full of worry. He sighed softly and said, "With the power of the sacred tree, it should be no problem to resist for a short period of time. But Qingce, have you found out the cause of Qingbo's death? At present, it seems that the only ones who can kill Qingbo and prevent his soul from escaping are the four Mahayana cultivators in the Northern Sky Fragment Realm."

"Clan leader, I have sent many clan members to investigate everywhere, but unfortunately, there is no result. Besides, now is not the time to investigate the cause of Qingbo's death. Let's think about how to avoid this disaster, right?"

"Hehe" The old man Qingpi laughed bitterly, his expression was uglier than crying, and with the pustules all over his face, it was even more terrifying.

"The sacred tree is the foundation of our Lingmu clan. We must never give it up. This clan leader must live and die with the sacred tree. If we cannot resist the attack of the Sword Spirit Domain Immortal Army, this clan leader will drive the sacred tree to resist temporarily. You go south to join other clans and make plans."

"How can this be possible? How can we leave the clan leader behind and escape by ourselves? Moreover, most of the elites of our Muling clan have been sent to Thunder Mountain. However, there is no news about the situation in Thunder Mountain. It is better for the clan leader to move south with us to preserve the strength first. The sacred tree may not be destroyed by the Sword Spirit Domain Immortal Army."

"Hehe" The old ancestor Qingpus had a bitter face and smiled bitterly: "Now that it has come to this, it doesn't matter to tell you. Why can the sacred tree order drive the sacred tree? Do you know?"

"This is a secret passed down by word of mouth in our Lingmu clan. Only the clan leader can know it. Qingce naturally doesn't know it."

"It's very simple. Only by merging the soul with the sacred tree can the sacred tree be driven to attack the enemy through the sacred tree order, but doing so will have a The disadvantage is that he will never be able to advance to the Mahayana stage in this life. Once the soul merges with the sacred tree, he will almost be cut off from his in-depth understanding of the power of rules, so his realm will stop advancing. "

"Ah? So that's it. With the qualifications of the clan leader, he was originally the one with the most hope of advancing to the Mahayana stage in our Lingmu clan. I didn't expect that after so many years, he still couldn't take that step. So this is the reason. "

"Qing Ce, now you understand it, even if I leave, it's meaningless. Once the sacred tree is destroyed, my soul will also be annihilated. Instead of doing this, it's better to fight for a glimmer of life for you. It can be regarded as the last thing this clan leader does for you before he dies. "

The eyes of the ancestor Qing Ce were also red. After knowing the secret of the clan leader driving the sacred tree, he realized that he had missed this senior brother before. The ancestor Qing Ning had occupied the position of the clan leader for tens of thousands of years. He should have retreated behind the scenes and concentrated on impacting the Mahayana stage, passing the position of clan leader to the younger generation of the clan.

But the Qingning Patriarch never mentioned this matter. The Qingce Patriarch always thought that the Qingning Patriarch was attached to power. Now it seems that he has wronged him.

"Brother, forgive me for not calling you the clan leader this time. Qingce has always misunderstood you. I thought that you were greedy for the power and status of the clan leader. Qingce is superficial."

"Hehe, the reason why the senior brother agreed to take over the position of the clan leader was because you were not at the right level and could not merge the soul and the sacred tree. In fact, the position of the clan leader, senior brother, I really don't want to do it. Well, now it's meaningless to talk about this. You should lead the children with better endowments in the clan and go to Thunder Mountain quickly." The Qingning Patriarch waved his hand and said.

When the Qingce Patriarch heard this, mist appeared in his eyes, but he also knew that the best thing to do now was to preserve his strength and wait for the Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Lord to lead the spirit clan immortal army to counterattack. The sacrifice at this moment was just in vain.

He bowed deeply to the Qingning Patriarch, turned around and disappeared into a spiritual light.

Above the Nine Heavens, the huge Bagua Sword Formation has condensed into shape, and sword qi thousands of feet long fell from the sky, and the huge Bagua Sword Formation also kept rotating, drawing the spiritual energy within hundreds of thousands of miles around into the sword formation.

In a moment, the spiritual energy within hundreds of thousands of miles disappeared at a perceptible speed.

Seeing that the Xiantian Wuji Sword Formation had been arranged, Mo Qingxun showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"As long as we take down the Qingmu Ling Palace, Huantianmou will have no reason to settle accounts later. The position of my Sword Spirit Domain will remain stable. At least in the North Sky Domain, we can occupy a place with abundant fairy spiritual energy. With the help of these endless resources, it is not impossible for this domain master to advance to the Mahayana. At that time, this domain master will regain the reputation of the first domain of the human race. Bian Wuyu, hum, you will eventually be just a stepping stone for this domain master."

"Boom~~~" Just as Mo Qingxun was thinking about good things, the originally clear sky suddenly dimmed, and then a lightning suddenly shot from the sky.

Yes, it was coming. The thick lightning, which was a hundred feet thick, cut through the void at an extremely astonishing speed and slammed into the huge Bagua sword formation in the sky.

The lightning suddenly exploded, and the whole sky seemed to have a blue sun, with layers of lightning spreading out.

The Xiantian Wuji sword formation in the void actually collapsed directly, and endless sword energy scattered.

Countless screams sounded in the sky, and human figures fell like raindrops.

The sword cultivators who arranged the Xiantian Wuji sword formation were all at the realm of the Refining Void Stage or above, a total of 729 people, and the Sword Spirit Realm cultivators who assisted these 729 people were as many as millions.

Such a large formation arranged with such a large amount of money was actually broken directly by a lightning.

Under the bombardment of scattered lightning and sword energy, how could the Sword Spirit Realm cultivators, who had already lost most of their mana, withstand it? Almost half of them died in an instant, and most of the others who survived were seriously injured. Although a few who were not seriously injured used escape techniques to leave, they were only a small part.

All the Sword Spirit Realm cultivators stared at this scene in amazement, and they did not come back to their senses for a long time.

Not only them, but also Mo Qingxun and Wu Xinyun showed incredible expressions. Once the Xiantian Wuji Sword Formation was set up, even ordinary Mahayana cultivators could not break it so easily.

Now, it was completely broken by just a lightning, and millions of Sword Spirit Realm disciples died because of it. Just thinking about this loss made Mo Qingxun's heart tremble.

"Who? Who broke the Xiantian Wuji Sword Formation of this domain master? Come out, get out." Mo Qingxun shouted angrily.

"Haha, Sword Spirit Realm? Now, a clown can claim to be the king. It's ridiculous. It seems that I really need to clean it up." As the voice fell, the void thousands of feet away from Mo Qingxun suddenly cracked, and two people slowly walked out of it. One had white hair and a dark green face, and the other was much younger. However, both of them were only five feet tall, and they were obviously from the spirit race.

With the appearance of the two, a large area of ​​spiritual light began to emerge from the distant clouds and sky, covering the entire sky within sight.

And from a distance, it seemed to spread directly from the void hundreds of feet high to the nine heavens.

Mo Qingxun and Wu Xinyun had such good eyesight that they could see at a glance that it was actually a dense and countless number of cultivators. Almost in the blink of an eye, they had already covered the sky and covered all the space in an instant.

Mo Qingxun and Wu Xinyun both felt a chill rising from their backs, which instantly spread to their whole bodies.

The remaining two million immortal soldiers in the Sword Spirit Realm were nothing compared to the other party.

A name appeared in the minds of Mo Qingxun and Wu Xinyun almost at the same time: "Wanmu Lingzun?"

Wanmu Lingzun led the eight-series spirit race immortal soldiers and arrived.