Chen Xuan also raised his head to look high in the sky. At this sight, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, but not as surprised as the Yufu Shengzun.
From the cracks in the void that shattered like bubbles one after another, the mighty army of spiritual practitioners galloped out, looking around, arrogant and arrogant.
Behind these spiritual cultivators, countless giant bat-shaped monsters with hair as scarlet as blood, long black sharp horns, and human-sized bodies flew out.
"It's a gargoyle!" one of the Lingyun Sect elders exclaimed in shock.
This was the first time that Chen Xuan saw such an ugly and terrifying monster. It was completely different from the beautiful and ethereal spirit beasts in the spiritual realm.
More than 30,000 gargoyles emerged from the cracks in the void, and at the same time they opened their mouths and sprayed out circles of space-distorting sound waves, shrouding the formation of the Golden Spirit Fortress.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Waves of weird loud noises that made people dizzy, nauseated and retched reached the ears of everyone in the fortress, and the fortress formation was unable to completely resist it.
"Ahhhhh!"
The residents in the city held their heads and screamed, being shocked by the sonic attack and bleeding from all their orifices. Some even died suddenly on the spot, which was very miserable.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan immediately activated his spiritual shield to protect the entire Jinling Fortress's True Spirit residents.
However, in this way, Chen Xuan could bear all the sonic attacks of more than 30,000 gargoyles by himself, which put a lot of pressure on Chen Xuan.
"Thank you, Fellow Evil Emperor, for your help!" The wind spirit general who was knocked away flew back again, his tone filled with gratitude.
He looked up into the sky, his eyes burning with anger.
"Fellow Daoist General Fengling, who are these spiritual beings with similar auras to yours? Why are they attacking your Golden Spirit Fortress?" Even though Saint Yufu is well-informed and experienced, he still cannot recognize this group of mysterious spiritual cultivators.
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General Feng Ling snorted coldly, full of anger: "They are the Dark Spirit Clan from Gulan Continent. I don't know why they suddenly crossed the continent to attack our fortress!"
"Coming from the Gulan Continent? No, if we cross the continent, it's impossible for us not to be able to sense the fluctuations in the void and so many foreign auras." Behind Holy Lord Yufu, a certain Lingyun Sect elder said in surprise.
Feng Ling frowned: "This is the weirdest thing. When did the Dark Spirit Clan master the secret method of super-large void movement?"
"What is the Dark Spirit Tribe?" Chen Xuan asked with curiosity.
"Gulan Continent is different from our Qingxuan Continent. Ancient creatures are rampant, and that continent condenses dark spiritual energy all the year round. Therefore, it has derived a powerful ethnic group that is completely different from our True Spirit Clan, which is the so-called Dark Spirit Clan. Our True Spirit Clan
They have cultivated various true spiritual powers to the extreme, while the Dark Spirit Tribe only cultivates one kind of dark power. They are inherently evil and cruel, and they are the most untouchable beings in the entire Gulan Continent."
After Fengling finished explaining, Chen Xuan showed a hint of surprise.
Isn't the Dark Spirit Tribe similar to the Burial Immortal Tribe?
It's just that there are many holy emperors in this universe, and the Dark Spirit Clan cannot destroy the world like the Burial Immortal.
But since the Dark Spirit Tribe dares to cross the continent and invade the territory of the True Spirit Tribe, it means that the Dark Spirit Tribe is likely to grow to a level that is far stronger than the True Spirit Tribe.
While several people were talking, tens of thousands of gargoyles high in the sky surrounded a man with a strange shape, black and thin, with a pair of huge black wings on his back.
The face of this black-winged man was cold, his eyes glowed with a dark light, and the pair of huge black flesh wings behind him were three times larger than the man's body. The whole man exuded an extremely powerful aura.
There is no doubt that this man is the king of the gargoyle clan.
Gargoyles live in the dark underground all year round. They can condense the purest dark spiritual power without any training. Therefore, they reproduce very quickly, and thousands of them appear.
However, it is not so easy for the spirit race to reproduce easily and give birth to the supreme king.
Legend has it that every ten complete epochs of the gargoyle clan, a king of the fourteenth level of the holy order can be born, and the original power of this king must be condensed from the blood sacrifice of more than 10 million high-level gargoyles.
Therefore, once the Gargoyle King appears, its power must be at the level of destroying the world, far exceeding the true spirits of the same level.
Behind the gargoyle king in the sky, many humanoid Dark Spirit monks escaped from the ripples of the void, and their auras were all of the thirteenth level of the Holy Order.
The Wind Spirit General asked loudly and angrily: "Gargoyle King, our True Spirit Tribe and your Dark Spirit Tribe are separated by an endless ocean. For twenty-one epochs, we have never crossed the river. Why did you lead your troops to invade our spiritual realm today? And you killed them."
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"This king leads his people to conquer the world. Do you need any reason?"
The Gargoyle King's tone was arrogant and condescending, and he did not take the Wind Spirit General of the same level into his eyes at all.
"If you dare to invade our spiritual realm, aren't you afraid that our True Spirit King will exterminate your clan in one fell swoop?"
General Feng Ling believed that the True Spirit King had sensed the invasion of the gargoyle clan at this moment.
When the Gargoyle King heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "This king is looking for your True Spirit King for this invasion! Let the old immortal get out. I won't kill him, but I want him to do one thing for me."
"With your strength, you are not worthy of meeting our True Spirit King!"
As soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, she held her staff and flew high into the sky, summoning pillars of violent wind to attack and kill tens of thousands of gargoyles.
The Gargoyle King looked calm. He did not speak, but he sent out powerful and strange sound waves from his throat, which shook the world and even broke dozens of wind pillars.
