The thunder clouds in the sky would suddenly turn into a huge circular array every few moments, outlining dense thunder and lightning runes, and then a beam of thunder light about ten feet thick would fall from the sky and land on the divine cauldron.
On a rock dozens of feet high below, two people were sitting cross-legged. They were looking at the divine tripod above with solemn expressions, with a trace of nervousness in their eyes.
The two people were surprisingly the two brothers Lei Ao and Lei Dong.
"Brother, seventy-two strong men from the clan have jointly arranged this earth-shattering thunder formation, gathering the power of true thunder to refine the Ten Thousand Thunder Staff. It has been a long time now, and I don't know when it will be successfully refined.
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"Don't worry, the Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Scepter is not a trivial matter. It is an eighth-level immortal treasure. The refining process diagram was obtained by Lingzun from the Shenlian clan many years ago. It is extremely precious. Even the Shenlian clan has not refined this Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Scepter.
How can it be so simple if it has been successfully made? However, I have gathered seventy-two tribulation monks from our Thunder Spirit clan and joined forces to perform the sacrifice. This will undoubtedly shorten the time greatly. As long as the Ten Thousand Thunder Staff is successfully performed, the spirit master will return.
That’s when we fight back.”
"Did that Huan Tianmou of the human race really advance to the realm of the Great Spirit Lord? Is it false? After all, our Northern Territory and Xuanhuang Territory have not seen a Great Spirit Lord for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is not the rumor.
The ten rules of Lieutenant General are more than ten times more difficult to perfect than the ordinary rules. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, our spirit clan has only produced one person, the Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Lord, let alone the Great Spirit Lord."
"There is no doubt about this matter. I saw it with my own eyes. That day in the Xiantian Thunder Valley, Master Xuanwu and Honghua Huomu were responsible for protecting the law. However, in front of Huan Tianmou, they just met each other and died.
He was seriously injured. If Brother Wei hadn't run so fast, his life would have been lost." Speaking of this matter, Lei Ao also had a frightened expression on his face. He even thought that he was going to die that day, but Huantianmou didn't know it.
He took it seriously, or perhaps in order to deal with Master Xuanwu and Red Flower Fire Mother, he used all his strength and had no time to take care of himself, which allowed him to save his life.
When Lei Dong heard this, his expression also changed. He knew that his brother would not lie to him, and he felt a little downcast.
"Hmph, it's really hard to understand. The human race deceived the Bei Tian Shattered Realm, a barren barbarian land. There is not even a fairy spiritual vein, but they can give birth to a great spiritual master. Is it true that the human race is a race favored by God?
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"Don't be discouraged. The human race was originally a tyrannical race in the Holy Moon Continent. It was only after experiencing a great catastrophe countless thousands of years ago that all the strong human race members were killed and injured, and then they began to decline. In fact, several of our spiritual race members
The ancestors also know that the human race has some residual forces in every corner of the Holy Moon Continent. If these forces really come together, they cannot be underestimated. Therefore, for so many years, our spirit race has always used the method of boiling frogs in warm water.
, trying to gradually compress the human race's living area until it is destroyed. Alas, I just didn't expect that Huan Tianmou would self-destruct his dantian and disappear from his serious injuries. Ten thousand years later, he would advance to the Great Spirit Lord. However, as long as Wan Mu Spirit Lord gets the Wan Lei God,
The staff can at least be invincible, and our spirit race will have a chance to make a comeback."
"Rumble~~~" Rays of lightning fell one after another, pouring into the Thunder Seal Divine Cauldron in mid-air, constantly tempering the Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Staff that was transformed from the Chaos Divine Stone.
Lei Ao and Lei Dong also fell silent, staring at the divine tripod in mid-air, waiting quietly.
Xuanwu Backbone Mountain is like a giant dragon lying in the Xuanwu Mountains. But at this moment, Xuanwu Backbone Mountain has completely woken up. Endless auras are rising into the sky, and above these auras, they are still floating.
There are huge groups of spiritual clouds.
These spiritual clouds shot out thick spiritual lights in all directions, and then connected with each other, falling into huge light shields, covering part of the Xuanwu Spine Mountain.
On Xuanwu Spine Mountain, you can vaguely see countless immortal cultivators wearing armor, busy, some are casting spells to consolidate the formation, some are preparing spiritual stones, and many immortal cultivators are integrating into the formation.
Sitting cross-legged in the void, guarding the center of the formation, and at the same time being able to activate the formation to counterattack at any time.
In the Xuanwu Immortal Cultivation World, all immortal cultivators at the Golden Core stage and above have been mobilized. Even the low-level monks at the Foundation Establishment stage have been recruited due to lack of manpower.
Led by Xuanwu Lingzong, the four major Lingsects spent all their spiritual stone resources at all costs.
They knew that this war was related to the survival of the Xuanwu Immortal Realm, and also related to whether the Tu Ling clan could continue, so almost all the sects began to respond. As for those who wanted to escape with caution,
After being beheaded a lot, he became honest.
Moreover, the entire Xuanwu Immortal Realm, whether in the void or on the ground, is almost guarded by people. Unless one has advanced to the Tribulation Stage and can use the teleportation technique, there is no way to escape.
After experiencing a brief panic, the four major spiritual sects headed by Xuanwu Lingzong began to promote the Northern Sky Broken Realm again. The four major races headed by the human race openly rebelled and led tens of millions of immortal armies into the spirit race area. Everywhere they went
, they will slaughter all the people of the Spirit Clan along the way. They can only fight to the death to resist the southward march of their fairy army. As long as they wait for the arrival of the eight-series Spirit Clan fairy army led by Wanmu Lingzun, they will be able to turn defeat into victory and take the initiative to attack.
, completely annihilating these four tribes.
The people of the Spiritual Tribe originally looked down upon the small barbarian tribes of the North, such as the Human Tribe, Tianmu Tribe, Feiyu Tribe and Baitong Tribe. When they heard that they dared to attack the Spirit Tribe, they also slaughtered the entire Tuyin Lingzong and the surrounding Spirit Tribe monks.
, were furious, and after learning that Wanmu Lingzun was already gathering the eight-series immortal army of the Spirit Clan, they became even more confident, and began to actively cooperate with the will of the four major spiritual sects such as Xuanwu Lingzong to complete various large formations and restrictions.
, the entire Xuanwu Spine Mountain was almost completely shrouded in a dense formation, and various auras shot straight into the sky, faintly transforming into a giant aura dragon, lying across the Xuanwu Mountains.
On the highest peak in the center of the Xuanwu Mountains, the Xuanwu boy is standing at the front. Beside him, there are several people standing, including Mu Tianjiao, Huang Linghua, and the leader of the Haisha Lingzong - Cang Shaoyuan; Chiyan Lingzong
The sect leader - Lie Tianxing; the sect leader of the Tianyan Ling Sect - Liu Shaer, and several core elders from the inner domain under their respective sects were all present.
Obviously, among the many people, the Xuanwu boy is the leader, and the other Ling sect leaders, although they are not convinced by the Xuanwu boy in their hearts, on the surface, the Tuling clan leader is still the Xuanwu boy. The most important thing is that the Xuanwu boy is Xuanwu.
As a disciple of the Master, no matter what his identity is, he has an unsurpassed status in the Tu Ling clan.
"Fellow Taoists, this time is a life-and-death battle for our Earth Spirit Clan. In the Beitian Broken Realm, led by the Human Clan, the Tianmu Clan, the Feiyu Clan, and the White Eyes Clan, all their elites have come out. Thousands of immortal armies will soon be on the move.
At the foot of our Xuanwu Spine Mountain, everyone should work together to protect our Tuling clan from this crisis."
"Fellow Xuanwu Daoist, although the Beitian Broken Realm is a barbaric land, headed by the Two Saints of Heavenly Eyes, the White Feather Saint of the Feiyu Clan, and the Lengsha Saint of the White Tong Clan, they are all in the Mahayana stage. These people are really in the Mahayana stage.
Don't you know how to take action?" Cang Shaoyuan, the leader of Haisha Ling Sect on the side, said with a worried expression on his face.
"Brother Cang, you can rest assured. Wanmu Lingzun has already prepared a countermeasure for this matter. He has already invited Lei Ao to invite Grandmaster Poison Fire and Empress Jin Shu, and I have also invited the three divine monarchs to come out of the mountain. With the strength of the three of them,
, although it may not be possible to defeat the Twin Saints of Heavenly Eyes, Saint Lord Baiyu and Saint Lord Lengsha, but it is still not a problem to contain them."
"Fellow Xuanwu, where is the great human spirit master? Will he take action at a critical moment?" Lie Tianxing, the leader of Chiyan Lingzong, also said beside him.
The Xuanwu boy turned his head and glanced at him. He understood that the worries of several people were simply worried that several Mahayana monks in the Beitian Broken Realm would personally take action. Although in the world of immortality, Mahayana monks are not allowed to participate in wars, this has also been the rule in the world of immortality for countless years.
Unspoken rules.
But those are wars between ordinary sects in the world of immortality. The real racial wars are not among them. It is not difficult to understand. The racial wars are related to the life and death of one's own race, so how can it happen?
Have some scruples.
In fact, he also had this worry in his heart.
At this time, a delicate voice sounded from the side: "Fellow Xuanwu Daoist, even if all of the tens of thousands of immortal armies in the North Sky Broken Realm are elite, they may not be able to break through the defense organized by our entire Xuanwu Immortal Realm.
But if those few Mahayana monks take action, it will be different. Once the defenses we have deployed are breached in a short period of time, it will inevitably affect the morale of the army. When the time comes, the army will be defeated like a mountain. It will be even more difficult for us to restore the decline.
Difficult."
The three Ling Sect masters all looked at the Xuanwu boy, as if they wanted to get the exact message from him that the opponent's Mahayana monks would not participate in the war.
The Xuanwu boy also felt bitter in his heart. Although he invited the Three Head God Lords, it was a pity that although he saw the Golden Scale Yingsou in the Turtle Head Clan, the other party rejected his request on the grounds that he was practicing a magical power and could not clone himself.
The Xuanwu boy was helpless about this, and he felt lucky to be able to invite the Three Gods.
As for the Three Gods, Poisonous Fire Patriarch, and Empress Jin Shu, he didn't have much confidence that they could prevent the other Mahayana monks from taking action personally. These people were all aliens, and none of them were from the spiritual race. How many of them were there?
Sincerity to stop the Beitian Broken Realm is a matter of two things.
But as the leader of the Xuanwu Immortal Realm, he naturally cannot tell the true thoughts in his heart, otherwise it will shake the morale of the army. Before the opponent's immortal army arrives, his own side may have fallen apart.
"Don't worry, everyone, the three ancestors are all affiliated races of our Spirit Clan, and have been taken care of by our Spirit Clan for many years. Moreover, Empress Jin Shu is a close friend of Wan Mu Ling Zun, and Patriarch Poison Fire and Red Flower Fire Mother have also been friends for many years.
Friendship, I think they will do their best."
"Well, with the words of fellow Xuanwu Daoist, we are relieved. Led by our four major spiritual sects, we have summoned almost all the immortal cultivators of the Golden Core stage and above in the Xuanwu Immortal Cultivation World, and tens of millions of immortal armies in the Beitian Broken Realm.
In front of us, we can only fail."
"I really didn't expect that the small human race would actually have a great spiritual master. Alas, with this great spiritual master, the human race is almost invincible, so for us, this war does not seem to be
What’s the meaning?”
Cang Shaoyuan sighed softly and said.
"This may not necessarily be the case. As long as Wanmu Lingzun refines the Wanmu Divine Scepter, Huantianmou may not be Lingzun's opponent with the ability of the Wanthunder Scepter to restrain the prophecy rules. By then, maybe we can destroy the human race in one fell swoop and occupy
The entire Beitian Shattered Realm." The Xuanwu boy continued to give a few people confidence.
"I hope it will be as my Taoist friend Xuanwu wishes."
While several people were discussing, countless rosy clouds appeared in the sky almost instantly, covering the sky and the sun, and it was impossible to see the end at a glance. Moreover, among these rosy clouds, there were dozens of huge fairy ships.
Each of the fortresses was several thousand feet in size, and their power was extremely frightening. Even the Xuanwu boys from the Spirit Clan became serious when they saw this.
The three immortal armies from the Beitian Broken Realm have already gathered together and arrived in front of the Xuanwu Spine Mountain.
In the boundless wild forest, with a slight flash of golden light, a short old man appeared. The old man had a deer head and mouse eyes. He was wearing a set of light green robes and his forehead was covered with fine golden scales, which looked a bit weird.
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After he appeared, his small eyes moved around with a hesitant expression.
"Huh? I am performing the ghost teleportation method. Why do I escape from the space for no reason? Is there any flaw in the ghost teleportation method that I have practiced? It shouldn't be. It has always been smooth when I used it.
Why did it happen once?"
Just as he was hesitating, the surrounding void suddenly darkened, and endless lines of Dao appeared, densely packed, extending from the sky and the earth in all directions.
Almost in the blink of an eye, all the areas that the short old man could see were covered.
Seeing this scene, the short old man suddenly showed a surprised expression. After thinking for a moment, his face suddenly changed.
"Golden scale infant old man, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, I thought you were at peace, but I didn't expect that you still couldn't stand the temptation of Wanmu Lingzun and tried to wade into the troubled waters, so don't blame me."
"Huan Huan Tianmou, have you really advanced to the realm of the Great Spirit Master?" The golden-scaled Yingsou showed fear in his eyes, and he also stuttered a bit in his words.
"Haha, what do you think?"
Upon hearing this, the shocked expression on Jin Lin Yingsou's face disappeared and he forced out a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Huan, this is all a misunderstanding. I have already rejected Master Xuanwu's disciple, Xuanwu Boy. Moreover, this matter is a grudge between you and Wanmu Lingzun. I will definitely not be involved.
one of them."
"Jinlin Yingsou, you are really a loser. In comparison, the three-headed divine monarch with a straight penis is still much better than you. Do you think I don't know? Wanmu Lingzun sent someone to give you a gift in person.
A Ten Thousand Years Dragon Flood Dragon Pill, you immediately agreed to go out and stand up for the Spirit Clan. The reason why you rejected the junior Xuanwu Boy was just for the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Flood Dragon Pill in the hands of Wanmu Lingzun."
"You? You know all this?" The golden-scaled Yingsou's expression changed, and fine beads of sweat actually appeared on his forehead.
"So you'd better accept your fate." As the cold voice sounded, a huge gray-black vortex began to emerge in the surrounding dark void. From the vortex, a large hand wrapped with dense Dao patterns slowly stretched out.
It fell from the sky and caught the golden-scaled infant head-on.