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Chapter 466: Fallen Spirit Race

While Chu Tian was galloping towards the end of the sea, an army of monks from the Yunchuan Continent was gathering towards the Bone Fortress in the Youyan Desert.

There is an extremely solemn murderous intention between heaven and earth. The dull ratio seems to indicate that the war is about to break out.

At the forefront of the monk army is a white-haired young man. This man is the youngest elder of Shanhai Pavilion, the most proud disciple of Shanhai Pavilion Pavilion Master Gui Haichao, and the most promising young genius in Yunchuan Continent.

Ling Yuechen

Behind him is a blood-red broadsword, the width of the blade is shining with rich blood.

At this moment, feeling the huge aura on the White Bone Fortress, Ling Yuechen's face turned gloomy and uncertain for a while, then he sighed softly and said to himself: "A very strong aura..."

He shook his head slightly, but a cold light flashed in his eyes as he slowly moved forward.

Behind him were dozens of monks. Most of these monks were in the Treasure Talisman Realm, and even three of them were at the ninth level of the Treasure Talisman Realm.

After these dozens of monks there are hundreds of monks who are all in the Heavenly Talisman Realm [

This is the vanguard team of monks from Yunchuan Continent. After this, there is a huge army of monks who follow at an extremely fast speed. The first person is a middle-aged man, but his eyes show all the vicissitudes of life.

This person is the only peak Talisman Realm powerhouse from the Danxia Sect, a seventh-level sect in Yunchuan Continent. At this moment, his gaze passed over Ling Yuechen, who was carrying a bloody sword, and fell to the Bone Fortress, shaking his head with a bitter smile and secretly saying: "Unlucky...

Let me catch up with such a war-torn opportunity..."

At the same time, the tide of return on Kunlun Mountain that had just returned to Shanhai Pavilion from Hunsha Sect once again left the top of the mountain and headed towards Hunsha Sect.

In the deepest part of the sea, among the ruins, the ancient trees covered with corpses were suddenly shrouded in dense black mist. Dozens of figures actually flashed out of the black mist.

The person in front of him withdrew his gaze with a gloomy expression. A blood-red talisman faintly flashed between his eyebrows.

When his gaze retracted, three figures slowly walked into the black mist.

The figures of these three people were blurry and unreal, and there was no spiritual pressure fluctuation on their bodies. They flickered like phantoms for a few times, and then they appeared in front of the person with the bloody talisman.

"Have you brought Nie Liuhuo's things?" the man with the blood talisman mark asked coldly.

The one among the three was Nie Liuhuo. His eyes flashed imperceptibly and he laughed and said: "My Demon Suppressing Sect always keeps its word when doing things. It took us half a month and half of the sect's strength to find this body."

Elder Tie will definitely be satisfied.”

As he spoke, he glanced at the ancient tree full of corpses and said with approval: "With this corpse, your fallen spirit clan's spiritual tree will be even more prosperous, hahahaha."

The Fallen Spirit Tribe is a mysterious ethnic group left over from the ancient times. It is the most primitive existence in the human world. However, it was almost wiped out in the ancient war tens of thousands of years ago. The only remaining members of the tribe scattered and hid. Their group entered the end of the sea.

Just because their tribe has never left this place, no one even knows about their existence in the Three Realms.

The cultivation method of the fallen spirits is extremely magical and powerful. The more talismans are opened in the body, the more powerful the cultivation will be. In the ancient times, strong men were like clouds. Peak powerhouses were able to open dozens of talismans, but the spiritual energy of the human world was earlier.

It is different from the ancient times. The most powerful person in the Fallen Spirit Clan can only open ten talismans.

After hearing this, the man with the talisman known as Elder Iron frowned slightly and looked a little impatient.

Nie Liuhuo naturally saw the other party's expression and turned around to wink at the two deacons behind him [

Without saying a word, the two deacons immediately sat down cross-legged and continued to cast strange spells with their hands. Blood light flashed out from their hands and gradually condensed in the air. After a while, it condensed into a huge blood. coffin

As soon as the blood coffin appeared, it immediately emitted a terrifying pressure that made it difficult for the two deacons to hold on.

At this moment, Nie Liuhuo suddenly emitted a strange light. When the light fell on the blood coffin, the terrifying pressure was instantly suppressed.

The two deacons instantly felt a light sensation all over their bodies. They made the seals in their hands faster. Five breaths later, they shouted loudly at the same time.

"open"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely sharp friction sound came from the blood coffin, but the lid of the coffin immediately moved slowly and slid aside.

As the coffin lid gradually slid open, a strong black gas instantly emitted from the opening, mixed with a rotting stench.

A hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Iron Elder of the Fallen Spirit Clan, but he stared at the coffin without moving. However, several strong men from the Fallen Spirit Clan behind him showed vigilance on their faces, guarding against any changes that might occur in the coffin at any time.

"Haha, Elder Tie, keep an eye on it." Nie Liuhuo sneered and waved his right hand slightly. He saw that the coffin lid was suddenly opened by a big hand, causing the surrounding seawater to scatter and swirl, and countless bubbles gushed out.

With the coffin wide open, the black air became increasingly dense and blended into the surrounding black mist. The mist became bloody and dense.

"This is the Ancient Holy Body you are talking about," Elder Tie of the Fallen Spirit Clan shouted coldly.

Nie Liuhuo was not angry and he smiled and said: "Elder Tie, please think carefully. There are not many well-preserved ancient holy bodies in the human world. This one was obtained by our Suppressing Demon Sect at the cost of the lives of three seventh-level disciples of the Treasure Talisman Realm." If you don’t want it, there is room for it.”

Elder Tie frowned slightly without speaking.

At this moment, the two deacons of the Suppressing Demon Sect had reached the extreme point in their hand seals, and seemed to have suffered a huge backlash. They suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The blood did not fall in mid-air, but turned into two streaks of blood. As soon as the blood appeared, there was immediately a burst of blood. The inexplicable suction force came directly from the coffin and sucked in the two streaks of blood.

Immediately, there were bursts of friction from the huge blood coffin, and a huge corpse floated out from the coffin. This corpse was more than ten meters tall. Although it has gone through thousands of years, its whole body is still in excellent condition, and the skin around it exudes a faint fragrance. The golden luster is like being alive

However, its head was chopped into two halves until it was broken to the neck, which looked extremely terrifying.

Feeling the rich vitality emanating from the giant corpse, Elder Tie slowly relaxed his frown and nodded towards Nie Liuhuo, about to use a secret technique to hang the giant corpse on the spiritual vein tree.

But at this moment, Nie Liuhuo smiled softly and stretched out his hand to stop Elder Tie and said: "Elder Tie seems to have forgotten his promise to me to suppress the Demon Sect."

Elder Tie was stunned for a moment, then laughed and nodded: "Of course I remember, but we, the Fallen Spirit Clan, have always said that we don't keep our promises to you, so what if we don't fulfill our promises to you?"

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed. The strong men from the Fallen Spirit Clan behind him also had cold eyes at this moment, revealing the overwhelming murderous intent.

Before Nie Liuhuo could react, Elder Tie's eyes turned cold and he waved his right hand and shouted: "Kill them"

With an order, all the fallen spirit clansmen in the black mist immediately rushed out and surrounded Nie Liuhuo and the other three.

Nie Liuhuo looked at Elder Tie with a gloomy face and shouted: "Fallen Spirit Tribe, you are looking for death."

Elder Tie of the Fallen Spirit Clan did not say anything and his eyes flashed. At the moment when the strong men of the clan surrounded Nie Liuhuo and the other three, he grabbed hold of the spirit vein tree with his right hand in the air. A very thick vine suddenly fell down from the ancient holy body. Roll up and slowly rise into the sky

"Ah..." Nie Liuhuo's beard and hair were flaring with anger and terrifying. His cultivation was instantly revealed, and he smashed into pieces a strong man from the Eight Meridians of the Fallen Spirit Clan who was approaching him with a palm of his hand.

The Eight Meridians are equivalent to the Heavenly Talisman Realm among monks in the human world, and the Demon Suppressing Sect is a seventh-level sect in the Yunchuan Continent. Nie Liuhuo is also one of the few strong seventh-level treasure talisman realms in the Demon Suppressing Sect, otherwise the Demon Suppressing Sect would not be able to Let him deliver such an important ancient holy body

The seventh-level treasure talisman realm kills the eight-line strongman who is comparable to the heavenly talisman. Naturally, it kills instantly. Even the most powerful Iron Elder among these fallen spirit tribesmen is only nine-line.

Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual pressure on his body, it was only a short time after the ninth spiritual vein was opened.

So although Nie Liuhuo was angry at the Fallen Spirit Clan's treachery, he didn't panic at all.

Since these people are seeking death, then I will kill them and take back the body of the ancient holy body.

With a wave of his hand, he killed three more members of the Eight Meridians of the Fallen Spirit Clan. Nie Liuhuo quickly rushed towards the corpse of the ancient holy body that was slowly rising up the spiritual vein tree.

Seeing the rushing Nie Liuhuo, Elder Nie Liuhuo snorted coldly, and once again grabbed Nie Liuhuo with his right hand in the void. The surrounding black mist immediately enveloped Nie Liuhuo.

After Elder Tie entangled Nie Liuhuo, other members of the Fallen Spirit Clan immediately rushed towards the two deacons who wanted to escape.

"Fallen Spirits, you are playing with fire." A relatively slow deacon who was lagging behind shouted angrily. A flash of blood flashed in his hand and immediately turned into a huge long sword and whizzed away.

Watching the long sword strike at an old man with eight branches of the Fallen Spirit Tribe, he had no time to avoid the flash of crystal light, and the sword flashed directly through his chest, drawing out a large amount of blood.

The old man from the Fallen Spirit Tribe was pale, but he did not die immediately. Instead, he suddenly let out a scream, and the black mist all around him immediately sank into his body. The hole penetrated by the long sword healed instantly. Then he laughed and stretched out his hand to remove the blood that flowed from his body. He wiped off the blood stains, put it to his mouth, and licked the talisman between his eyebrows. The ninth talisman vein that had been dim before suddenly flickered.

With the help of the secret technique of the Fallen Spirit Tribe, the Eight Meridians not only did not die after being severely injured, but were instantly promoted to the Nine Meridians. After the old man was forcibly promoted to the Nine Meridians, his speed also skyrocketed. His body flashed and his right hand spun in the air. Suddenly, the black mist swirled around the deacon as if it were a whirlwind. A giant hand wrapped around his head

next moment

There was a "click" sound of bones breaking, and the deacon's head was wrapped in black mist and torn off from his neck.

The body of the ancient holy body on the spiritual vein tree rose higher and higher and finally hung on it. A dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from its body, as bright as the sun.


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