One thousand two hundred and ninety-nine Tu Ling battlefield
"It's the holy-grade heavenly spirit that escaped from the Xuanyin Palace!"
After a moment of pondering, Meng Qianxing was certain, and his face became extremely ugly, because facing a foreign spirit of this level, even if their brothers joined forces, they would probably not be able to match him.
"Everyone on Impermanence Island listens to the order and breaks out individually!"
Thinking of this fact, Meng Qianxing had directly changed the order of fighting to the death to breaking out. He knew that if he really fought to the death, the whole army of Impermanence Island would probably be annihilated.
When all the cultivators belonging to Impermanence Island heard this order from the island owner, they were puzzled and could guess some of the cause and effect. They all showed a look of sadness and anger at the moment.
The majestic Impermanence Island, one of the two islands in the mainland, is among the best in overall strength on the Tenglong Continent. Today, it was thinking about escaping just after the fight started. This is so frustrating.
But even the island owner gave such an order, and everyone knew that the incoming enemy must be very strong and not something Impermanence Island could contend with, so he did not hesitate too much, and everyone immediately rushed towards the western city wall.
Wow!
Just after Meng Qianxing finished speaking, a huge water column tentacle came from behind. The power contained in it made his face change slightly, but he had to stand up to meet the enemy.
Meng Qianxing knew clearly that the leader of the foreign spirit who was suspected to be a holy-grade heavenly spirit was the strongest one, and even if the strength of this level of foreign spirit had not been fully restored, it was not something he could compete with.
But in the entire Impermanent Island, only the Meng brothers can barely compete. If this holy heavenly spirit really frees up its hands and feet, then I am afraid that no one on the Impermanent Island can escape from this overseas island.
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"Today, let my brothers join forces to fight you, a holy-grade heavenly spirit!"
Suddenly, the fear in Meng Qianxing's heart gradually disappeared, and his heroic spirit rose. He heard a loud shout from his mouth, and he was already heading towards the huge water column tentacles, with astonishing power.
It's a pity that although the Chang brothers are already strong men on the Heavenly Ranking at the ** level, they are equivalent to the Holy Grade Heavenly Spirits at the Tongtian level. Even if the two brothers join forces, the final result is already determined.
About half an hour later, the Meng brothers could no longer hold on, and they were both seriously injured. They were eventually pulled under the water by the huge water column tentacles, which became the nourishment for the holy spirit to regain its strength.
Fortunately, with these two holding back the strongest Saint Grade Heavenly Spirit, many elders and disciples of Impermanence Island managed to escape by luck. But on this vast sea, could they escape back to the mainland and bring the news to Tenglong Continent?
What about the major forces?
Impermanence Island fell, and in the following period, all the islands in the East China Sea were ravaged by huge armies of supernatural beings. The powerful sects and small groups of pirates entrenched on the major islands could not escape the poisonous hands. Only
A small number of people escaped.
For a moment, the entire eastern region of Tenglong Continent was in panic. As more and more cultivators escaped from being ravaged by the alien spirits, news spread like clouds blown by the wind towards the entire Tenglong Continent.
The disaster will soon break out in full force.
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"Have you heard? The supernatural spirit is coming!"
"Needless to say, this is really a big trouble!"
"It is said that even Impermanence Island was destroyed, and the two island owners died on the island. Are those alien spirits really so powerful?"
"Don't you know this? That foreign spirit has reached the level of a holy heavenly spirit. According to legend, it ran away from Xuanyin Palace. Xuanyin Palace must bear at least half of the responsibility for this matter!"
"Scare, Holy Grade Heavenly Spirit, then who else in the entire Tenglong Continent can match it? Even President Lu of Lianyun Mountain, it seems that he has not reached the Heaven-Bearing Realm, right?"
"It seems that this time, we can only put aside our grudges and join forces to fight against the supernatural beings!"
"..."
Discussions like this were spread from time to time in major cities in Tenglong Continent. Many low-level cultivators were worried and frightened about the strength of the foreign spirit, and at the same time they were complaining about Xuanyin Palace, which had released the foreign spirit in the first place.
Of course, what I am most worried about is the raging foreign spirits and the future situation of Tenglong Continent. After all, those are holy-grade heavenly spirits that are equivalent to the human beings in the Heaven-reaching Realm.
Of course, the countless strong men in Tenglong Continent have to be found from the Heavenly Ranking List compiled by Shenxiao Sect. However, as many cultivators know, even Lu Yanji, who ranks first on the Heavenly Ranking List, is only at the top level.
It's just the pinnacle, no match for the Holy Grade Heavenly Spirit.
As time goes by, more and more cultivators are fleeing from the Eastern Region to the interior, bringing more news. Those strange spirits will not settle in just one corner of the sea. In just a few months, they have occupied all the places.
The islands in the East China Sea are heading inland.
The army of foreign spirits that originally only had water attributes overseas became all kinds of strange things after entering the inland. Countless foreign spirits with strange appearances and different attributes swarmed in, and countless human cultivators died in their hands.
The land thousands of miles inland from the coast of the East China Sea has long been turned into a hellish Shura field. For humans, it is a place of misery and misery, but for the supernatural beings, it is a paradise for slaughtering humans.
Since then, the war between the supernatural beings and humans in the Tenglong Continent has officially entered a fever pitch. The two sides are fighting to the death, and it will never stop without a winner or loser.
Over time, this area of thousands of miles in the Eastern Territory has a brand new name, called "Slaying Soul Battlefield".
Because of the ferocity of the alien spirits, there are also bloody cultivators on the human side. They enter this spirit-slaying battlefield in small groups, hunting lonely alien spirits everywhere, or being hunted by the alien spirits.
With these bloody cultivators, the alien spirits' rampage toward the core of humanity was finally stopped.
Although there are countless human cultivators who die at the hands of foreign spirits every month, there are also quite a lot of foreign spirits who are slaughtered. The two sides engage in a stalemate on this battlefield.
Of course, this is a battle between low-level human cultivators and supernatural spirits. The two sides seem to have a special tacit understanding. Not one of the supernatural spirits who have reached the heavenly level, or the human cultivators who have reached the third level of the heavenly realm, participated in the battle.
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Perhaps the top leaders of both sides have a feeling that once a heavenly warrior joins the battle, it will most likely be the final decisive battle. Neither the supernatural side nor the human side can afford the consequences of failure before they are absolutely sure.
When human beings are in a state of life and death, internal quarrels are no longer a big deal.
News spread that alien spirits were ravaging the eastern region of the mainland, and countless cultivators poured into the Soul-Slaying Battlefield. Even the dazzling geniuses from the top forces regarded entering the Soul-Slaying Battlefield as an experience.
The bloody battle on the Soul-Slaying Battlefield is still going on, and a certain young genius who once caused great commotion in Tenglong Continent has been gradually forgotten by the cultivators as time goes by, except for a few who have a good relationship with him.
friend.
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Northern Territory, Wanyao Mountain.
In the Wanyaoshan Zhenling Land, the five golden pillars were still shining with golden light. Among them were two figures, a man and a woman, sitting cross-legged, and a snow-white Pegasus with wings on its back lying on the ground.
The posture of the two people and one horse has been maintained for more than half a year. During this time, they seemed to have fallen into a special state, and there was no movement at all.
In the past half year, Tenglong has been turbulent. First, the Xiao family in the southeast region was destroyed by a mysterious new strong girl. Then, the supernatural beings on Impermanence Island erupted and almost wiped out the whole army.
Countless news flew into the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain like snowflakes. Many elders in the mountain, as well as disciples like Luo Fusheng, rushed to the spirit-slaying battlefield in the Eastern Region to participate in the war of slaughtering the alien spirits.
Therefore, the only people left at the headquarters of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains are the two heaven-level powerhouses, the mountain lord Hou Tianlie and the great elder Xiao Bailing. However, as time goes by, there is no trace of the slightest trace on their faces.
smile.
Compared with the life and death of the sect and even the Tenglong Continent, the fate of two young people and a baby has undoubtedly become a trivial matter.
But what none of them knew was what the improvement in strength of the boy in rough clothes meant to the entire Tenglong Continent.
"Mountain Master, it's been more than half a year. When will it end?"
Xiao Bailing felt a little irritable. He glanced at the two people and one horse in Zhenling Ground and couldn't help but ask. If it hadn't been agreed by all parties, I'm afraid he would have rushed to the Soul-Slaying Battlefield to participate in the war against the alien spirits.
"Wait a little longer..."
"boom!"
Just when Hou Tianlie said two words, a powerful wave of energy suddenly erupted from the Zhenling Land, attracting the attention of both of them.
"It's Snow Stepping Pegasus, it's about to break through!"
At this glance, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of Hou Tianlie and Xiao Bailing. Xue Tiao Pegasus was originally a ninth-level high-level pulse demon. Wouldn't this breakthrough mean that he would break through to the sky demon level?
"boom!"
As the energy of Xue Tiao Pegasus exploded, Xu Hongzhuang, who was connected to its palm, also erupted with a tyrannical force, making the joy on their faces even more intense.
"Hongzhuang is about to break through too!"
After the words fell from Hou Tianlie's mouth, Xue Tiao Pegasus's breath rose, and it was obvious that he had broken through the shackles, and Xu Hongzhuang did not disappoint them either, directly reaching the peak level of the Yuan Seeking Realm.
"It seems...it's not over yet!"
Moving his eyes away from the breath of Xue Tiao Pegasus' breakthrough, Hou Tianlie had another surprise. Hearing the murmur in his mouth, Xu Hongzhuang's pulse breath was already angry towards a higher realm.
Rush away.
"Are we going to break through directly to the Fu Di realm?"
The Great Elder Xiao Bailing was dumbfounded and spoke in disbelief. Although he couldn't believe it in his heart, he knew clearly that this unrealistic guess would soon become a reality.
Hou Tianlie did not speak, but looked at his precious disciple expectantly. Only half a stick of incense had passed, and Xu Hongzhuang's pulse and breath had reached the very top of the peak of the Yuan Seeking Realm. (To be continued)