As the two leaders, who were in the late Nascent Soul stage, they talked and discussed in a panic for a long time.
However, the expressions on their faces were extremely solemn, and it was obvious that they still could not find a solution to the problem.
When the storm was only twenty or thirty miles away from them, it seemed as if it was about to swallow them up in the blink of an eye.
One of the flying spirits suddenly shouted excitedly:
"Please take a look, there seems to be movement in the silver tide!"
Hearing their companion's words, the others were horrified and immediately looked in the direction indicated by the flying spirit.
I saw a group of cyan light flickering in the silver tide not far away, as if someone was really controlling the escape light.
However, due to the interference of the chaotic heaven and earth energy in the silver tide, the flying spirits were unable to use their spiritual thoughts to identify the specific characters in the escape.
However, that cyan light was as stable as a rock in the silver tide, moving from one end of the silver tide to the other, seemingly completely ignoring the lightning hail in the wind and sea.
This scene undoubtedly brought new hope to this group of flying spirits!
As a result, the two Nascent Soul Stage Flying Spirits, both male and female, had surprised looks on their faces.
Then they almost simultaneously let out a melodious roar, hoping to attract the attention of the people in the silver tide.
Their roar contains powerful masculine power and soft feminine beauty.
The two forces merged with each other and actually overshadowed the thunderous sound in the silver tide, as if penetrating the sky.
The ups and downs of this whistling sound are not random, but a unique signal for help from the Feiling clan.
As long as the people in the silver tide are not deaf, it is absolutely impossible to ignore these people who are on the verge of life and death.
Sure enough, the cyan light that was originally racing in the silver tide suddenly stopped at the moment when the whistle sounded.
If someone can get close enough to escape the light, they can see a figure in it.
He turned his head and looked in the direction where the whistling sound came from, seeming a little surprised.
"Which Feiling tribe are you members of, and why are you here?"
An unfamiliar male voice suddenly sounded inside the spherical mask and was echoing.
Let everyone hear it clearly.
"Juniors and others are disciples of the Five Colors, Baiyu, and Tianpeng clans. They are here for the trial."
"But I never expected that we would encounter a once-in-a-thousand-year silver tide. I sincerely ask the seniors to show mercy and save the juniors and others from the fire and water."
The man in the Nascent Soul stage, in his ecstasy, immediately responded loudly without hesitation.
However, after hearing his answer, the strange man suddenly fell into silence, and no sound was heard again for a long time.
This situation made many flying spirit monks present feel their hearts drop. If the other party was not confident enough to ensure that everyone could survive the silver tide, they probably would not take the risk to come to save them.
However, what is gratifying is that the person who controls the cyan escaping light did not leave quickly in the distance. Instead, he had doubts, leaving everyone with a glimmer of hope.
In this short period of time, the wind and sea had already carried endless arcs of lightning and hail, sweeping all of them into it.
In an instant, the sound of thunder and the howling of the wind were deafening.
It was raging wildly outside the circular shield, causing the originally seemingly sturdy shield to shake violently, as if it would break at any time.
Facing this situation, all the Feiling monks' expressions changed dramatically.
Amidst the shouts of the two mid-stage Nascent Soul masters, the spiritual light around everyone suddenly flickered. They held the formation flag tightly in their hands and tried their best to instill all their spiritual power into it.
The protective shield that was originally in danger became indestructible again after the light flowed.
However, it is obviously difficult for these flying spirit monks to sustain themselves for a long time after consuming huge amounts of mana.
Their hope of survival still rests on the person in the distance who may come to rescue them.
"Since there are friends from the Tianpeng tribe here, it's not appropriate for me to just sit back and watch. Let me take you all out of danger!"
The strange man's voice sounded again, calm and calm.
Hearing these words, the hearts of the Feiling monks present boiled instantly. However, before they could make any request, they suddenly heard a loud thunderous sound coming from outside the light barrier above their heads.
Immediately afterwards, arcs as thin as the mouth of a bowl flashed wildly, intertwining into a lightning array with a diameter of more than ten feet.
In the center of the thunder formation, a man wearing a green robe with crystal wings on his back quietly appeared.
He glanced down coldly, and then without hesitation made a hand seal.
As the wings behind him flapped violently, the sound of thunder became louder and louder, and a huge magic circle composed of silver arcs immediately poured down.
The protective shield that was originally struggling to support shattered as easily as paper as soon as it touched the thunder array.
All the Feiling cultivators were extremely horrified. Amidst the silvery white light in front of their eyes, they were completely swallowed up by the lightning.
They only felt the world spinning, and amidst the loud rumbling noise, they instantly disappeared from the thunder array without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of miles away from here, above another sea level where the silver tide had not yet arrived, the same thunder and lightning array tore through the void and suddenly emerged.
The Feiling monks who had just been besieged by the silver tide swarmed out from the center of the thunder array and were actually teleported here.
They successfully escaped from danger at the critical moment of life and death. They looked around in surprise and found that they were in a safe zone. Their joy was beyond words and they couldn't help but cheer.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. May I ask if you are an elder of the Tianpeng clan?"
The man in the late Yuan Ying stage who was leading the team saw the man in green robe suspended in mid-air at a glance.
Based on his own cultivation, he was unable to see through the depth of the opponent's strength, so he immediately became wary and respectfully bowed deeply to apologize.
Now he has magical powers comparable to those of monks in the Dzogchen realm in the later stages of integration.
Therefore, although no real life-threatening incidents were encountered on the way, various difficulties and challenges followed one after another.
Especially in order to avoid those dangerous places that terrified him, it actually took him more than ten years to reach here safely.
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"If you are willing to give me a name, then after we return, we will report it to the elders of the clan and give you the due reward!"
Although the members of this group of flying spirits are only at the Nascent Soul stage, their status is extraordinary.
In addition, the wings of the Feiling Tribe female in the Nascent Soul stage showed colorful colors, which was the symbol of the Wuguang Tribe. She respectfully expressed their gratitude to Lin Mo.
"That's all, my rescue of you is just a small thing. There is no big thank you."
"However, I have lived in a wild world since I was a child, and I have somewhat forgotten the situation between various races."
"So could you please tell me about the important things that have happened between various races in the past few hundred years?"
Lin Mo's eyes flickered and he said calmly.
"Since your Excellency has asked, we must tell you everything. In the past few hundred years, many major events have indeed occurred in our Feiling Tribe."
"However, the most eye-catching and far-reaching impact is undoubtedly the sudden disappearance of several powerful demon kings in the Abyss."
"In the end, with the joint actions of our major families, this area that was considered a barren land was successfully conquered."
The woman from the Wuguang tribe pondered for a moment and then answered truthfully.
"The Abyss has been captured by us. This matter is indeed very important. Please give us the details."
Lin Mo was slightly shocked, but he still maintained a calm expression on his face and spoke slowly.
"Okay, senior. In fact, there are many reasons for this. We need to go back hundreds of years and start describing..."
The woman from the Wuguang Tribe immediately agreed, and then began to tell the story in a soft voice.
Not long after, Lin Mo's body emitted a clear blue light and instantly transformed into a rapidly flying green dragon.
He flew very fast and disappeared from the sight of the flying spirits in the blink of an eye.
"Junior Sister Xuan, you just revealed many secrets of your clan to this person. Is there really no problem in doing so?"
After Lin Mo disappeared completely, the Nascent Soul stage male monk named Mian suddenly frowned and asked.
"Senior Brother Mian, what do you mean by this?"
The woman from the Wuguang Clan was stunned and couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing, it's just that the senior just now never told us his surname, and his appearance is so unfamiliar, so we don't rule out the possibility that he is not from the Feiling Clan."
The Nascent Soul stage male monk named Mian hesitated for a moment, and then cautiously said words that shocked everyone.
"This is absolutely impossible! This senior is obviously born with a pair of spiritual wings, and at the same time he can control the power of thunder. This is undoubtedly a magical feature unique to a few foreign races such as the Tianpeng family."
"Furthermore, if the aliens who appear in this sea area are actually plotting to come here."
"If you want to infiltrate our Feiling Tribe, then why bother saving all of us?"
"Even when we just left, you can completely eliminate us all without mercy. Senior Brother Mian, you are really too worried!"
The Wuguang tribe woman chuckled, obviously doubting this.
"Maybe I'm really too worried!"
The male Nascent Soul stage monk named Mian had a gloomy expression on his face. After a long time, he managed to squeeze out a smile and nodded gently in agreement.
"Senior Brother Mian, just don't worry!"
"Even if this senior is really a foreigner, the things I just mentioned are all well-known facts and cannot be regarded as confidential information."
"Our most urgent task right now should be to leave this sea area as soon as possible."
"If we are pursued by the Silver Tide again, I'm afraid our lives will be seriously threatened."
Finally, the woman from the Wuguang Tribe warned with a serious expression.
"That's true. There are many dangers here. It's best to evacuate as soon as possible!"
"What Senior Sister Xuan said is absolutely true. She just took action to rescue our people."
"His cultivation is so profound that even if he is indeed from a foreign race, we can't match him. Our priority now is to save our lives."
The other foreigners also spoke out and expressed their opinions. Some of them even looked panicked and looked around cautiously at their surroundings again.
After Lin Mo transformed into Qinghong, he was already flying in the sky thousands of miles away from many Feiling tribe members, but his face showed a thoughtful look.
Just now, through conversations with these Feiling Tribe people, he had a clear understanding of a series of major changes that the Feiling Tribe had undergone in recent years.
However, other than that, other insignificant events did not require his attention.
There were only two things that could attract Lin Mo's attention.
The first is that after the expedition into the land of the Styx with him many years ago, the four demon kings of the Abyss seemed to have failed to escape the predicament and return to the Abyss.
As a result, the Abyss was eventually jointly occupied by the Feiling tribes, and all the monsters in the Abyss were wiped out.
Secondly, it lies in Bai Bi and Lei Lan who participated in the trial and successfully escaped.
In the end, they both obtained the noble status of the Holy Lords of the Tianpeng tribe, thus enabling the Tianpeng tribe to successfully escape the crisis of genocide.
Regarding the first thing, needless to say, Qing Yuanzi is personally in charge of the land of Styx, and the Mayfly clan is also involved, and it seems that there are other unknown major secrets hidden.
Therefore, it is reasonable that the four demon kings are trapped in it.
However, if he wants to try to enter the land of Styx again, he may face many difficulties.
Qing Yuanzi had originally agreed with him to meet him at a certain place deep in the abyss.
If he cannot reach this location, he will not be able to break through the boundary and enter the land of Styx even if he has the reverse astrolabe given by the other party.
After all, even when the four demon kings joined forces, they spent a lot of energy and relied on external forces to open the passage to the land of Styx.
Now, although he is confident that his magical powers are not inferior to those of later monks, he has not actually mastered the art of breaking the void in the true sense.
As for the second incident, back then he pretended to be the Holy Son of the Tianpeng Clan and used the tribe's resources to practice the Jingzhe Jue. However, he was forced to enter the abyss and encountered the four demon kings.
Therefore, rather than saying that the grievances and grievances between the Tianpeng clan are indistinguishable, it is better to say that it is difficult to distinguish clearly for a while.
However, if you hope to dive into the abyss again, you may have to rely on the help of this race.
After much thought, Lin Mo finally made a decision.
He turned his hands over, and a blue jade slip and a round compass as white as snow appeared on his palm at the same time.
He gently placed the jade slip against his forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and examined the information in the jade slip again. Then he took off the jade slip and began to study the white compass carefully.
After Lin Mo's expression was uncertain for a long time, he finally made up his mind to put these two items in his bag.
Qinghong instantly let out a low buzz, followed by a tremor, and its speed suddenly increased to twice its original speed, and it galloped forward.
Five months later, located in the sky more than a hundred miles outside the Tianpeng tribe's holy city, a dazzling blue light struck from the distance like a shooting star.
Before it even touched the holy city, a clear and loud cry suddenly came from it.
At first, the cry was not loud, but as it continued, it swept across the entire sky in an instant, echoing over the Holy City like a huge tsunami.