"Impossible, the ancestor is a monk in the Mahayana stage and has reached the pinnacle of supernatural powers. Who can kill the ancestor?"
"Yes, the ancestor lives as long as the sky, and it is impossible to die. Brother Xuanwu, what is going on? Are you testing us?"
Both Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua showed expressions of disbelief. Master Xuanwu was a god-like existence in their hearts, and he was also the pillar of the Xuanwu cultivation world. If this pillar of heaven was broken, they would not be able to believe it.
I can't imagine what I will encounter in the future.
The Xuanwu boy had obviously anticipated the reactions of the two of them. Not to mention them, when he saw Master Xuanwu's soul fire extinguished, he couldn't believe it. He was stunned for most of the day in the secret room, and in order to keep it secret, he
He also personally beheaded an attendant of Master Xuanwu who was guarding the soul fire in the secret chamber.
Even though he didn't want to believe it, he also knew that once the soul fire of a cultivator was extinguished, it would mean that he had died, so there was no suspense about Master Xuanwu's death.
He also personally went to Thunder Mountain to ask to see Wanmu Lingzun to confirm the matter, because in his opinion, in the entire Northern Territory, the only one with the ability to kill Master Xuanwu was Wanmu Lingzun.
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It is impossible for Wanmu Lingzun to kill the Mahayana of the same clan, because this would greatly weaken the strength of the spirit clan, but as the most powerful person in the spirit clan, he would probably know some secrets about the death of Master Xuanwu.
Unfortunately, at Thunder Mountain, he was not only rejected, but was told that Wan Mu Lingzun had left for the Immortal Sea and his return date had not yet been determined, and even the whereabouts of Lei Ao, the leader of the Lei Ling clan, was unknown.
The Xuanwu boy could only return in despair. As soon as he returned to the Xuanwu Mountains, he heard the news of the destruction of Tuyin Lingzong, which made him smell an unusual aura. After sending Xuanwu Lingzong disciples to explore the Beitian Broken Realm
After seeing tens of thousands of immortal troops, he was completely shocked.
In the Beitian Broken Realm, with the Tianmu Clan's fairy army in the center, and the Feiyu Clan and Baitong Clan on the left and right, they have entered the realm of the Spirit Clan in the North Sky Territory from three directions, and all the sects they passed have
All of them were pulled out, and all the spiritual monks who were above the Qi refining stage were also slaughtered.
This is already a naked war of genocide.
Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua became completely silent after knowing the truth of the matter. Under such circumstances, they did not know what to do.
"Why is Beitian Shattered Realm so brave and dares to kill my spiritual monks? Senior brother, do you know the reason?" After a moment, Mu Tianjiao said.
"This time, the Northern Broken Realm is so bold and dares to invade the territory of our Spirit Clan. Senior brother, I am also very surprised. I have also sent people to inquire in many places. At least so far, I have not seen any connection between the Northern Broken Realm and the Bone Clan.
Evidence, but there is a strange phenomenon, that is, the human race immortal army that has always had a grudge with us did not appear in the Tianmu clan fairy army. For this reason, I sent people to go deep into the human race area of the Beitian Shattered Realm, but they found out
An astonishing piece of information." Xuanwu boy said.
"What message?" the two asked almost in unison.
"The Illusion Realm has returned to the spirit world, and the current owner of the Illusion Realm is actually known as the Great Spirit Lord."
"Great Spirit Master?" Mu Tianjiao exclaimed, his voice trembling.
"Impossible, the Great Spirit Lord is a supreme being. How could the human race give birth to a Great Spirit Lord? Is that so?" Huang Linghua also had a look of disbelief on his face, but he seemed to suddenly remember something.
"Could it be?"
"Huan Tianmou?" Mu Tianjiao asked.
The Xuanwu boy sighed softly and said, "Now this is the only explanation that can make sense."
"Did the ancestor fall at the hands of Huan Tianmou?" Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua also reacted, but after guessing the reason, both of them had expressions of fear on their faces.
They know very well what the Great Spirit Master means. It is a legendary existence. In the spiritual world, the number of immortal cultivators is like the number of sands in the Ganges. Those who can cultivate to the Mahayana stage are already rare.
Their spiritual race occupies the place with the most abundant fairy spiritual energy in the Northern Territory. For hundreds of thousands of years, the number of Mahayana monks has only been around three or four.
And there are even fewer who can go a step further, integrate the power of rules, and advance to the realm of spiritual master. Wanmu Lingzun has been hailed as the most talented genius among the spiritual tribe for hundreds of thousands of years.
As for the Great Spirit Master, it is only chance that a cultivator can comprehend the power of the Ten Rules. Talent is indispensable. The process of comprehending the Ten Rules is also several times more difficult than ordinary rules. As for attaining the Ten Rules,
Perfection is ten times more difficult than ordinary rules.
What really makes it this far can no longer be called chance, but the fate of heaven and earth.
It can be said that once a Great Spirit Lord appears in a race, it will be invincible for nearly a million years in the future. A Great Spirit Lord can even make a third- or fourth-rate small tribe become more powerful in a very short period of time.
Become a super race within time.
The Xuanwu boy had also thought of this a long time ago, but he had never dared to admit that if it was really what they thought, then the Spirit Race would really be in a state of life and death.
"If it is really Huan Tianmou who has advanced to the position of Great Spirit Master, wouldn't all our efforts be in vain?" Huang Linghua said with a bitter look on his face.
Mu Tianjiao's pretty face was also very pale.
The three of them are all at the peak of tribulation, and they will have the opportunity to go further in their lifetimes. If the facts are really as they guessed, it will be a disaster for them.
In the spiritual world, although it is said that Mahayana monks generally do not participate in the wars in the immortal world, they are for ordinary sect wars, but for racial wars, they are not included in this category. This is also easy to understand. Ordinary
The battle between the sects is just a battle for some resources and territory. For the Mahayana monks, if they take action, there will be no winner for either side.
But a race war is a battle of life and death. Mahayana monks will almost certainly take action, first cutting off the opponent's high-end combat power, and then sending out immortal armies or even secular armies to sweep across the opponent's territory and destroy all obstacles.
The three of them have all lived for tens of thousands of years, and are well aware of the rules of this world. It seems that the Xuanwu Immortal World cannot be preserved.
"Senior brother, since there is nothing we can do, what should we do?" After hesitating for a moment, Huang Linghua said.
When Mu Tianjiao heard this, he stood up beautifully and said angrily: "Senior Brother Huang, could it be that you want to abandon the Xuanwu Ling Sect and run away alone?"
"If you stay, you will die in vain. Why bother to stay when you know you are going to die?" Huang Linghua also counterattacked.
"Xuanwu Lingzong is the place where you and I grew up. Even if we know that something can't be done, we will still fight to the death. Even if we can't change the outcome, we will at least make them pay the price." Mu Tianjiao said angrily.
Huang Linghua sneered: "Junior sister Mu, you have a stubborn personality and regard death as your own. Senior brother, I won't stop you, but you don't have the right to control me. If you remain useful, you will at least have a chance to make a comeback in the future. If we all die, Linghua
Doesn’t it mean that the future of the clan has been completely ruined?”
"Hmph, you are greedy for life and afraid of death. You also say it so grandly. The ancestors of Xuanwu and others fought and died for our Spiritual Clan. As the core elder of the inner domain of Xuanwu Spiritual Sect, you only care about yourself and want to give up.
There are millions of disciples who don’t care about me. Unless I have no eyes in the sky, I will let someone like you advance to the Mahayana."
"You?" Huang Linghua was immediately furious when he heard this, and his eyes flashed with a cold air.
"Okay, don't quarrel anymore." The Xuanwu boy on the side suddenly spoke and stopped the quarrel between the two.
"Senior Brother Xuanwu, what do you mean? Fight or flee?" Mu Tianjiao turned his attention to the boy Xuanwu and said.
The Xuanwu boy did not answer Mu Tianjiao's question, but fell silent, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
When Huang Linghua saw this, he didn't say anything anymore. Among the Xuanwu Lingzong, although the three of them were at the peak of transcending tribulations, when it came to supernatural powers, the Xuanwu boy was the strongest. He was also Master Xuanwu's most favored disciple, especially
The Xuanwu Mountain-Resisting Spirit Art he had cultivated had reached its peak. He and Mu Tianjiao were no match for each of them in a single fight.
Although Huang Linghua had a plan to escape in his heart, he did not dare to openly betray the sect. Otherwise, if he really angered the Xuanwu boy, he might not even be able to escape from the Xuanwu Lingsong.
The Xuanwu boy was also very conflicted at the moment. Not long ago, he had sent tens of thousands of his sect's better-endowed disciples out of the Xuanwu Mountains and into the territory of the Lei Ling clan, in fact, in order to preserve some fire for the Xuanwu Ling Sect.
But this is only a temporary measure. After all, if the skin is gone, the hair will remain. Once the Xuanwu Immortal Cultivation World is destroyed, then the vast area of the Spirit Clan in the Northern Territory will be exposed to the enemy's butcher knife.
And he also knew that even if he resisted, he might be able to bring some losses to the fairy army in the Beitian Broken Realm, but the outcome could not be changed. In the final analysis, after cultivating to their level, unless there was no chance to choose, who would be willing to
Thousands of years of cultivation were destroyed in one day.
It's just that as the chief elder of the Xuanwu Ling Sect, he naturally can't be as cowardly as Huang Linghua, but it's not what he wants to let him live and die with the sect, so he can't make up his mind at the moment.
"Elder Xuanwu, Lei Dong wants to see you." Just as the hall fell into silence, a young voice suddenly came from outside.
When the three of them heard this, they were all shocked, especially boy Xuanwu, who showed a hint of surprise.
"It turns out to be Brother Lei Dong. The last time we met was probably three thousand years ago at the ceremony for the enthronement of Lord Wanmu. Please come in." The Xuanwu boy waved his sleeves, and a large khaki aura flashed through, and he let go.
Overcoming the restrictions in the main hall.
Several rays of lightning gathered in front of the three people, and then transformed into a young figure. The figure was dressed in dark green robes, five feet tall, with a slim build. He looked like he was only in his twenties. Between his eyes opening and closing,
There was a faint flash of lightning.
This man seemed young, but the aura on his body was extremely powerful. Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua also showed a look of surprise.
"Huh? It's only been three thousand years since we last met, and brother Lei Dong has actually advanced to the next level, entering the middle stage of transcending the tribulation. It seems that he is already on par with your brother Lei Ao." The Xuanwu boy said in surprise.
"Elder Xuanwu is too praised. How can Lei Dong's meager cultivation be compared to that of the clan leader?" When Lei Dong said this, there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes. It turned out that he was the younger brother of Lei Ao, the clan leader of the Lei Ling clan.
His talent is not worse than that of Lei Ao, but he has always lived in the shadow of his elder brother since he was a child. All nine lines of the Spirit Clan are named Lei Ao, but few people know that he is Lei Dong.
"Haha, Brother Lei Dong is so humble. If I'm right, Brother Lei is only over 20,000 years old now. Hey, speaking of which, I also envy your Lei Ling clan. There are many talents, not only Lei Ao, but also my brother.
With such a genius, it seems that the Lei Ling clan will always lead our Spirit clan."
"Elder Xuanwu praises Lei Dong too much." Lei Dong also had a smile on his face. Apparently, boy Xuanwu's words greatly benefited him.
"Brother Lei Dong, do you know the current situation of our spiritual tribe? But you have brought the will of Wanmu Spirit Lord?" Elder Xuanwu changed the subject, returned to the topic, and asked.
When Lei Dong heard this, he also showed a solemn expression and said, "Lei Dong is here not to bring the Spirit Master's will, but to bring a message to Elder Xuanwu on behalf of my elder brother."
"Lei Ao? I wonder what the message is?" Although he was slightly disappointed, the Xuanwu boy still asked.
In his opinion, only Wanmu Lingzun can resolve the current situation. But if Huantianmou really advances to the realm of Great Spiritual Lord, Wanmu Lingzun may not dare to confront him head-on, and in his case
Now that I think about it, maybe Wanmu Lingzun went to the Immortal Sea just to avoid disaster.
"Elder Xuanwu has misunderstood Master Lingzun. It seems that you have also guessed it. Yes, Senior Honghua Huomu has passed the message to Master Lingzun. Huan Tianmou has advanced to the position of Great Spirit Master. The human race's heavenly illusion has returned.
All races in the spirit world and the Northern Sky Broken Realm have also surrendered to the human race." Lei Dong directly said the shocking words. Even if the three of them had expected it, their faces were full of shock at this moment.
"Sure enough, Huan Tianmou has returned. Has he advanced to the realm of the Great Spirit Master?" After Xuanwu boy knew the truth, his breathing became rapid, and a chill spread directly from his back to his whole body.
Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua both showed expressions of despair.
"Three of you don't need to do this. Lei Dong came today. It is the Great Spirit Master who has already figured out how to deal with it. You must know the prophecy rules of Huantianmou, but there is a huge nemesis."
"The Divine Stone of Chaos?" The three Xuanwu boys were shocked, thought of it at the same time, and immediately answered in unison.
"Yes, the Spirit Master is planning to refine the Divine Stone of Chaos into the Divine Staff of Ten Thousand Thunders. Once successful, with this eighth-level immortal treasure, we can restrain Huan Tianmou. As long as we let him know that nothing can be done, we will have a bargaining chip.
