Fairy Tree

Wan Mulingzun's face also changed drastically, and he was frightened to death.

Because the endless mantras completely ignored the innate infinite divine thunder defense, they all fell on the body of Wan Mu Lingzun, and then merged into his body.

Wanmu Lingzun's face was stagnant, and his eyes showed a look of horror. The mantra was integrated into his body, but he didn't feel the slightest sensation, but he naturally wouldn't think that Huan Tianmou was joking with him again.

Just when he was filled with confusion, the ten Mahayana monks not far away showed horrified expressions.

It turned out that a black thread appeared from the center of Wanmu Lingzun's eyebrows and spread quickly throughout his body. Even on his neck, a black thread like a spider web appeared.

"Is it the legendary curse-killing technique?" The White-Eyed Saint turned pale. He could already see that the Wanmu Spirit Lord, who had lost the Ten Thousand Thunder Staff, was no match for the Great Spirit Lord.

And by now, the ten Mahayana monks have all understood that this war was planned by the Great Spirit Lord from the beginning, and the prophecy rules are indeed worthy of their reputation and are worthy of being one of the ten rules.

They had never heard of the Heavenly Dao Ultimate Killing Technique performed by the Great Spirit Master in front of them, because throughout the ages, the number of immortal cultivators who could truly advance to the realm of the Great Spirit Master was very small, and even if they had advanced to the realm of the Great Spirit Master, they would not be able to comprehend it. Even if he knows the ultimate killing technique of heaven, he will not reveal it.

Xiao Lin also gained the trust of Phantom Spirit Lord, so he revealed a little to him.

Ten Mahayana monks recognized the Heavenly Killing Technique performed by the Great Spirit Master as the Curse Killing Technique. In the world of immortal cultivation, there is a cultivation direction, which is witch cultivation. The witch cultivation is divided into two branches, one is spiritual witchcraft. , a body witch. The legendary body witch does not cultivate the soul, but only cultivates the physical body. Even many of the techniques of body cultivation are rumored to be inherited from the body witch lineage, but the body witch lineage has been practiced since ancient times. It is extinct, at least it has not been heard of appearing in this spiritual world.

Spirit witches are just the opposite. They major in cultivating the soul and not the physical body. They will retake the body every few hundred years and give up the already dilapidated body. This also makes the soul of the spirit witch extremely powerful and able to perform some Incredible supernatural powers.

The art of curse killing is one of them, and it is a magical power that can only be cultivated by spiritual witches who have practiced to the extreme.

The curse-killing technique has basically become extinct, and the legendary Tiandao curse-killing technique has the power to attack regardless of all tangible energy.

Of course, they didn't know that what the Great Spirit Master used was not a curse to kill, but a heavenly killing technique that was only realized after the prophecy rules were perfected. Curse, and it is a dark prophecy in the prophecy rules, can be generally understood as gathering all the future disasters and dangers of hostile immortal cultivators in the form of prophetic spells and pouring them into the body of the immortal cultivator.

If a person accumulates too much negative energy in a short period of time, it may lead to mental breakdown, ranging from madness to self-mutilation or even suicide.

The same is true for immortal cultivators. Although the endurance of immortal cultivators is far greater than that of ordinary people, the disasters and dangers they encounter in their lives are far more dangerous than ordinary people. Endless negative encounters, even dangers and disasters, all come together in an instant and appear in the world of immortal cultivators. In the sea of ​​consciousness of the person, the result can be imagined.

Soon Wanmu Lingzun's eyes showed an expression of horror, empty and void. The black threads between his eyebrows had spread all over his body, and his face turned pitch black.

Countless spells above the void are still being shot into his body.

As the mantra emerged, chanting sounds shook the void at the same time. Every word was shocking, and even the ten Mahayana monks were frightened when they heard it, for fear that those terrible mantras would attack them.

I don’t know how long it took, but to many people, it seemed like a long time and it seemed like just an instant. The mantra in the void no longer appeared, and the eyes of Wanmu Lingzun had completely turned into pitch black, dull and empty. , just standing so quietly.

The huge innate infinite divine thunder shield around it was also stagnant and incomprehensible, with traces of electric light flashing on the surface.

Empress Jin Shu's pretty face has turned snow-white. Her eyes were filled with deep fear. She looked at the dumbfounded Wanmu Spirit Master and then at the Great Spirit Master standing alone in the void. Her heart was full of mixed emotions. Chen, her footsteps have begun to move slowly towards the back.

The situation is now very clear. Although she doesn't know whether Wanmu Lingzun can survive this disaster, it is obvious that Huantianmou has the upper hand. Once Wanmu Lingzun dies, the six of them, even if they unite, They may not be the opponents of Huan Tianmou and the four Mahayana monks from the four Beitian tribes.

She has practiced hard for tens of thousands of times, and it is not easy to practice so far. The reason why she is willing to become the captive of Wanmu Spirit Master is to obtain more resources. Now that the big tree she is leaning on is about to collapse, she should also plan something for herself. It’s time.

It’s just that she is still hesitating. After all, a monk can’t run away from a temple. Her Color Spider Clan cannot leave the Northern Territory. If Huan Tianmou settles the accounts with the Queen of Autumn and destroys her Color Spider Clan, she will become the sinner of the tribe, and if she doesn’t If I leave this place, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in the autumn, and I'll be settled.

Just as she was hesitating, the voice of Phantom Spirit Lord suddenly sounded: "This war was originally a matter between the human race and the spirit race. Although they chose Wanmu Spirit Lord, it was just a helpless move. As long as the six of you stand still, after I kill Wan Mu Lingzun, I will definitely forget the past, and I will also be able to allocate resources accordingly for you and your race. If you are stubborn and insist on being an enemy of me, then I will also There will be no psychological burden, and he and his tribe will be slaughtered."

After hearing this, Empress Jin Shu and Patriarch Poison Fire stopped moving back.

Even the three-headed god king, who has always had a bad temper, is as obedient as a baby.

Seeing the performance of several people, Phantom Spirit Master showed a satisfied expression.

"Bang~~" Wanmu Lingzun's dark eyes suddenly erupted into a bright explosion like the sky was shattering, and then his body fell straight down.

The stagnant innate infinite divine thunder shield suddenly began to surge and would explode at any time.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked. They were all very clear about the destructive effect that a full-strength attack from the Spirit Master level could cause. When they were about to dodge, the Phantom Spirit Master swayed slightly and reached the Xiantian Wuji. From the sky above the divine thunder cover, he grabbed it with one hand.

The void seemed to be pulled down, and along with the large area of ​​light gray spiritual light gathered together, it turned into a huge hand, directly grabbing the innate infinite divine thunder shield in the palm of the hand, and then the big hand fiercely The ground shook, and the surrounding void within a few thousand feet was shattered layer by layer. The big hand that tightly grasped the innate infinite divine thunder shield instantly shot into the endless void of the universe and disappeared without a trace.

"Boom~~"

After a brief crack, the void closed again. From the endless cracks, streaks of lightning shot out, but they were quickly cut off by the closed void.

The Great Spirit Master used his supreme supernatural power to move the innate infinite divine thunder shield into the void of the universe to avoid the destruction of living beings caused by it.

It was only at this moment that everyone really saw the body of Wanmu Lingzun lying on the ground. It was obvious that his soul had been completely wiped out. At this moment, only a corpse was left, indicating the death of Wanmu Lingzun.

"Wanmu Lingzun has fallen."

A voice suddenly sounded in the sky, and then a large cheer erupted from the side of the Xuanwu Mountains. The Spirit Clan Immortal Army instantly became gloomy and miserable. Countless Spirit Clan monks had pale faces and expressions of despair in their eyes.

Even Lei Ao, who was standing in front of the immortal army, was dumbfounded at this moment. He originally thought that as long as Wan Mu Lingzun could contain Huan Tianmou, he would lead the 30 million spirit clan immortal army to sweep across the four tribes of Beitian and conquer the entire Beitian. The Sky Broken Realm was completely slaughtered, thus eliminating future troubles forever.

But he never expected that it would be such a result.

Under the magical power of Huantianmou, Wanmu Lingzun could not hold on for even half an hour before his body died and his path disappeared. The grand hegemony and immortal path to immortality became an illusion.

"咻咻咻~~~"

Suddenly, Saint Lord White Eyes, Saint Lord Earth Eyes, Saint Lord White Feathers, and Saint Lord Lengsha acted simultaneously. A ball of four-color aura instantly penetrated their bodies, and the shadows of the four great immortal spirits appeared faintly in the void.

It was the Four Spirits War.

The Four Spirit Formation was accompanied by the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and countless azure dragons, white tigers, Xuanwu, and Suzakus transformed by auras flew towards the Spirit Clan's immortal army.

Each one was hundreds of feet in size. The power of wind, fire, earth and gold instantly rushed into the spirit tribe's immortal army. Suddenly, screams could be heard one after another. Empress Jin Shu and the other six people all stood with their hands tied up with pale faces. With the death of the Wood Spirit Lord, the spirit tribe's immortal army has become a lamb to be slaughtered. Four Mahayana monks can take action to destroy these 30 million immortal armies.

In the world of immortal cultivation, except for a few ancient formations that can kill immortals and demons, ordinary formations have very weak effects on Mahayana monks. In the spiritual world, the number of immortal cultivators is sometimes not the key.

What's more, the four Mahayana also formed the Four Spirit Formation, which increased their attack power to the extreme.

Lei Ao was the first to bear the brunt, and a white tiger phantom shot towards him fiercely. Although he wanted to escape, the tens of thousands of miles of void were already as solid as a rock, and it was impossible to teleport.

Empress Jin Shu and the Poison Fire Patriarch also understood that they could only watch this battle. The Great Spirit Master on the side was standing with his hands tied, but the aura on his body was condensed. They knew very well that as long as they If he takes action, the Great Spirit Master will be merciless.

Moreover, they will also implicate their own tribesmen. Naturally, they are very clear about what is right and what is wrong.

The immortal armies of the four tribes on the Xuanwu Spine Mountain also took advantage of the situation and rushed out. The stream of light in the sky gathered into large meteors and shot towards the immortal army of the spirit tribe. The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the cold murderous aura filled the nine heavens. A day destined to be remembered by many immortal cultivators.

Xiao Lin and Lin Xueying, who were standing hundreds of miles away, also had mixed feelings, each with their own differences. Xiao Lin was more indifferent. The road to immortality was inherently doomed, and the doomsday was divided into three types: heaven, earth, and people. The so-called Natural disasters and man-made disasters, the racial war before us, are naturally a struggle for interests, but for all the immortal cultivators involved, it is not a disaster.

Lin Xueying's pretty face showed an unbearable expression. She asked, "In her opinion, it does not mean fighting and killing. In such a battle, there are countless dead and injured creatures. There are definitely more than tens of millions of cultivators who have fallen in front of them.

You must know that these immortal cultivators are all the elites of each race, and they are also the best endowment of each race. But in this meat grinder-like battlefield, no matter you are a genius or a darling, you have to go through the same scene and experience. Same danger.

"Huh?" Xiao Lin was slightly startled. Among the four northern clans' immortal armies, a man actually rushed out. This man was holding a long golden stick, with golden scales shining all over his body. He was tall and swung out a stick. Layers of stick shadows flashed out.

The stick shadows shot into the group of spiritual monks and exploded one after another, causing countless screams.

The man didn't care at all. His body turned into a golden light and disappeared in a flash, appearing a hundred feet away. The spiritual monks who were standing within a hundred feet all flew out in all directions, and half of them spoke. He sprayed blood and fell to the ground, dying.

"Yuan Hong?" Xiao Lin said to himself in surprise.

"I didn't expect that Yuan Hong actually infiltrated into the immortal army of the four tribes in Beitian. This guy, wherever there is a fight, he is indispensable." Lin Xueying also saw it and said a little speechlessly.

"Xueying is right. This disciple of Weihu is a born militant. The Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique can be more developed in him than in Weihu." Xiao Lin also said with a helpless smile.

"Xueying is just worried that if he kills too many people, will it lead to excessive karma?" Lin Xueying said worriedly.

"The path to heaven and immortality involves killing and calamity. Everyone has his own way. Yuan Hong has a pure heart, but he is allowed to move forward on the path to immortality. He is warlike but not murderous, and fights bravely but not cruel. , Maybe he can really find his own way to immortality." After a moment of silence, Xiao Lin said.

The Four Saints of Heavenly Eyes, White Feather Saint and Lengsha Saint formed the Four Spirit Formation. After breaking up the formation of the Spirit Tribe’s Immortal Army, they stopped and stopped taking action. Instead, they came to the side of Phantom Spirit Lord. , standing in the void.

Tens of millions of immortal armies from the four tribes in the North began to form a large formation, rushed into the scattered monks of the Spirit Tribe, and began to harvest.

In such a battle, once the formation is scattered and confidence is greatly damaged, the army will basically be defeated. Facing the monks from the four tribes of Beitian who have formed a large formation, the spiritual monks running around are either escaping or attacking. His strength was far inferior to that of him. In almost one impact, he turned into a ball of flesh and blood, and even his soul rarely survived.

This was simply a massacre. The Great Spirit Lord looked down with a cold expressionless face. The world was unkind and regarded all creatures as suckers. In the eyes of the Great Spirit Lord, these spiritual monks were nothing more than ants.

Even Xiao Lin felt sad watching this scene and sighed secretly.

As the majestic wind blew by, Xiao Lin felt a hint of coldness inexplicably. Perhaps this was the truth about the world of immortality.