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Chapter 3239 The soul of a hundred tribes(1/2)

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"Brother..."

"Don't say it anymore. There is no distinction between races in the face of catastrophe. Look at these seniors. They are of the same race. But they are doing the same thing. Isn't this enough to alert you? We are wrong if we are wrong. Let us change now.

It’s still too late.@,”

Hai Fenglang glanced at the souls of the Bai people who were rushing forward, his eyes showed emotion, he nodded heavily and said:

"Brother, I understand! Farewell!"

The sea wind and waves separated the water, and the figure disappeared instantly. Haihong looked at the soul of the hundreds of tribes and said:

"Seniors, stop sacrificing your souls. Let the seniors get out of the way. Let's do it."

The leader of the souls of the hundreds of tribes glanced at the crack of the catastrophe. Sixty percent of the souls of the hundreds of tribes had disappeared. A look of sadness appeared on his face that was not solid. He opened his mouth and let out a roar. The entire trench shook, and the turbid waves surged into the sky.

"retreat!"

One by one, the souls retreated to the rear. Two sea tribe saint-level monks rushed to the front, and the saint-level immortal arts surged out, strangling the chaos beasts one by one.

In front of me, the seal of the souls of the subsequent hundreds of tribes has been lost. The catastrophic cracks are gradually expanding, and more chaos beasts rush out from inside. However, the immortal arts of the two holy-level monks can still cover all the cracks, and will

Chaos beasts emerged and strangled.

throughout the sea area.

There are densely packed sea tribes swimming towards here from all directions. They have seen the catastrophic cracks in the sky above the land. They know that the catastrophe cracks have also appeared in the territory of the sea tribe, and the war of the sea tribe has begun.

The sky above the Ninth Immortal City.

Xu Ziyan and other holy monks stood on the clouds, looking towards the direction of the Black Sea.

"What happened there?" The Lord of Tiangong frowned slightly.

"The momentum doesn't look like a catastrophic crack!" the Lord of the Holy Land also said.

However, the expressions of Xu Ziyan and others changed. They knew that there was a sealed catastrophic crack there, guarded by a group of souls from hundreds of races.

A crack appeared in the sky, and a figure emerged from the crack. The eyes of Xu Ziyan and other monks froze, and they naturally recognized him as Hai Fenglang, the great saint-level monk of the Sea Clan.

"Leader Xu!" Hai Fenglang flew in front of Xu Ziyan, and first bowed deeply to Xu Ziyan and said: "We, the Hai Clan, are wrong!"

Xu Ziyan naturally knew why the other party apologized, but it was precisely because of the other party's apology that she felt a little uneasy.

"But... a catastrophic crack appeared in the Black Sea Trench?"

Hai Fenglang was not surprised at all about Xu Ziyan's reaction. From the fact that the leader of the hundreds of souls told him to come to Xu Ziyan, he knew that Xu Ziyan and those hundreds of souls knew each other. He nodded and said:

"yes!"

Then he quickly told what he knew. Although he didn't know much and told it very quickly, the holy monks present seemed to have seen the tragic scene of rising up one after another without hesitation.

The blood in the individual's body is boiling.

"This is the real Hundred Clans!" The demon tribe's eyes turned red.

Yuan Yaowang Jinxing, Mu Suifeng, Shui Jingbo, Zhu Ronglie and Shi Zhong looked at each other. They were all members of a hundred tribes and came from that era. At this time, their feelings were stronger than anyone else's.

. There was also pride on his face.

After all, the Hundred Clan has a group of monks who have not embarrassed the Hundred Clan! Even if they only have their souls left.

"Walk!"

The saints couldn't wait any longer, and Xu Ziyan gave the order. They all shuttled through the space.

Black sea!

Within the trench.

The catastrophic crack has been completely opened, and dense chaos beasts rushed out. However, they were strangled by two saint-level monks of the Sea Tribe. Behind them, a group of souls floated, and their eyes showed loss and loss.

Without the body and only the power of the soul, their strength is less than 10%.

"Wow..."

The sea water parted, and figures appeared in front of the catastrophic cracks.

"Senior!" Xu Ziyan flew in front of the soul leader of the hundreds of tribes.

"You're here!" The soul looked at Xu Ziyan and said.

"Leave it to us!" Xu Ziyan said in a condensed voice.

"Yeah!" The soul leader nodded lightly.

Xu Ziyan waved his hand, and the holy monks rushed out one by one, and Hai Fenglang also rushed towards the catastrophe crack. Seeing the help coming, Haihong retreated, came to Xu Ziyan and cupped his hands:

"Thank you!"

Xu Ziyan stared at the catastrophe crack. When he saw that the strength of the chaos beasts pouring in from the catastrophe crack was still very low, he relaxed a little and said:

"You're welcome. This is a common issue in our entire immortal world. There is no distinction between races in the face of catastrophe. Just look at the souls of these hundreds of races and you will know."

"Yes, Haihong is ashamed!" A look of shame appeared on Haihong's face: "Please also ask Alliance Leader Xu to tell you how to deal with this catastrophic crack."

Xu Ziyan pondered for a moment and said: "Your Sea Clan is not very suitable for land combat, especially the Sea Clan monks with low cultivation level. This catastrophe crack will be left to you Sea Clan. Of course, if the strength of the Chaos Beasts here is enhanced to a certain extent,

, we will definitely come for reinforcements. But..."

When Xu Ziyan said this, he sighed and said: "You should also know that we are just working hard, and we may not always be able to stop the invasion of chaos beasts and extraterrestrial demons."

"Understood!" Haihong said solemnly, and then he said with a look of prayer in his eyes: "Alliance Leader Xu, can you set up a large formation for us Hai Clan, just one."

"Yeah!" Xu Ziyan nodded simply: "You provide the materials."

"Of course!",

Haihong's eyes showed gratitude. At this time, he felt Xu Ziyan's selflessness in his heart. He had never dared to join Xu Ziyan's alliance because he was afraid of being used as cannon fodder by Xu Ziyan, but now he felt ashamed in his heart.

"I will build a teleportation array in your Sea Clan Palace, leading directly to Taixu Sect. When it becomes impossible to resist, you can choose some of the Sea Clan to enter Taixu Sect."

"Thank you so much!" Haihong was completely convinced of Xu Ziyan at this time.

"It's okay to leave this place to you, the Sea Clan, for now!"

"No problem!" Haihong puffed up his chest: "Leader, don't worry."

"Okay!" Xu Ziyan nodded and turned his attention to the soul leader of the hundreds of tribes. He saw that the soul leader of the hundred tribes was chatting with Yuan, Yao Wang, Jin Xing, Mu Suifeng, Shui Jingbo, Zhu Ronglie and Shi Zhong.

fiery.

"Do you know each other?" Xu Ziyan came to several monks and asked curiously.

"Of course I know him!" Yuan Han said with a smile: "He is the fifth elder of the Celestial Clan. Yang Mantian. I didn't expect that he only has his soul left now."

"Senior Yang!" Xu Ziyan said with admiration: "What are your plans in the future?"

"What other plans can we have?" Yang Mantian glanced at the catastrophic crack and said, "Let's just give our last strength."

The look on Xu Ziyan's face became more and more admired, and Haihong's face became more ashamed. Xu Ziyan pondered for a moment and said:

"Senior Yang, you don't need to do this for the time being. Leave the catastrophe to us. You guys have a rest first."

Yang Mantian sighed and said slowly: "I just heard from Yuan that the Hundred Tribes have appeared. How are the Hundred Tribes doing now?"

Xu Ziyan told the matter in a matter-of-fact manner, and Yang Mantian's face showed anger.

"What do the Baizu want to do? Don't you know how to accept the lesson?"

Xu Ziyan could only smile bitterly. After Yang Mantian cursed for a while, he said to Xu Ziyan:

"Please, Fellow Daoist Xu, please send our souls back to the Bai Clan! We should still have some influence on the Bai Clan."

Xu Ziyan was delighted. If the souls of Yang Mantian had enough influence on hundreds of races, then the entire fairy world would unite, which would play a vital role in resisting the catastrophe.

"good!"

Xu Ziyan nodded and looked at those soul bodies, her expression darkened. She did not expect that there are less than one million soul bodies left today, but she thought she had more than 100 million soul bodies at the beginning.

"How could the losses be so severe?"

Yang Mantian looked darkly and said: "Actually, this catastrophic crack has appeared a long time ago. It's just that the crack that appeared ten years ago was very small, and we have been sealing it continuously. So...there are constant casualties. In the biggest disaster just now

Before the explosion, there were only a few million of our souls left. More than 60% of our souls died in one fell swoop, so..."

"well……"

Xu Ziyan let out a long sigh, took out a space fairy weapon and offered it to the air:

"Senior, come in. I will take you to Taixu Sect first, and then separate you according to race there, and let us holy monks send you back to the Hundred Clans."

Yang Mantian nodded, with a complicated look on his face, and he couldn't tell what it was like. He greeted the soul bodies and flew towards the space fairy weapon offered by Xu Ziyan. The moment each soul body flew into the space fairy weapon,

Looking back at the catastrophic crack, this is where they are holding on.

"let's go!"

Xu Ziyan put away the space fairy weapon and said goodbye to Haihong. Haihong also said that when the Hai Clan monks arrived, he would go to Taixu Sect to look for Xu Ziyan.

Taixu Sect.

Xu Ziyan took out ten immortal weapons, which were carried by ten saint-level monks, and began to deliver the soul bodies in batches. Xu Ziyan personally took a space fairy weapon containing the soul body of the heavenly monks and went away.
To be continued...
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