"There are seven divine elven dragons and four ancient silver tree kings in Shenfeng Valley. How can it be said that it is lost?"
The high priest's expression was extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of anger.
The blood-armored people of the Nether Clan have a group of peerless masters, but the elves also have their own heritage and a powerful inheritance.
In the opinion of the high priest, the overall strength of the elves may be slightly inferior to that of the Netherworld, but it will not be too far behind.
On their elves' home ground, they at least have the power to fight.
But these days, the Nether Clan's offensive has completely subverted the high priest's views.
In just twenty days, the elves were retreating steadily. Even on their home court, they were unable to stop the Netherworld tribe's progress.
Seven important passes have been lost, and the ancient restraint power on the Gods Mountain has been greatly reduced. If this continues, it may not take long for the Nether Clan to descend on the city and surround their main palace.
The atmosphere in the huge meeting hall was heavy and cold. All the elves once believed that the Mountain of the Gods was their refuge and could keep them safe no matter what happened.
However, who could have imagined... that one day, the Mountains of the Gods would also be in crisis.
I don't know what means the Nether Tribe used, but they were able to continuously corrode and destroy the ancient restrictions on the mountains of the gods.
Moreover, every time they break through a pass on a sacred mountain, the ancient restrictions on the sacred mountains will be weakened by one level.
Now seven of the important passes on the Mountain of the Gods have been breached, and the ancient restrictions have been weakened by seven levels. It seems that they can no longer resist the Netherworld Cloud.
Once the Mountains of the Gods are completely breached by the Netherworld Cloud, then for the elves, destruction will not be far away.
"Damn it! If it weren't for the fact that those blood-armored people couldn't be killed at all, how could we have been defeated so miserably by relying on our eternal spirit tree king and elf dragon!"
The Lord of the Judgment Palace clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with hatred.
Their Spirit Tree King and Elf Dragon were refined into the mountains by the ancient gods. Although they could not leave the Mountains of the Gods, they could exert unparalleled power within the Mountains of the Gods.
In terms of pure strength, the Spirit Tree King and the Elf Dragon are no worse than the Blood Armored Man, or even a little stronger.
However, people with blood armor cannot be killed at all. They can be resurrected and healed infinitely. Even if they are at a disadvantage for a moment, they can still survive and kill you by relying on time.
After all, the Spirit Tree King and Elf Dragon of their Elf clan are just puppets refined in ancient times. Compared with the living blood-armored people, they have obvious disadvantages. In just twenty days, the Elf clan has been consumed by ten people.
If several spiritual tree kings and elf dragons continue to fight, it is very likely that these treasures left over from ancient times will be completely extinct.
"There are only six passes left. If we cannot hold them, the Mountains of the Gods will be completely destroyed. That will also be the day of our clan's demise."
The Elf Queen took a deep breath and said with great sadness.
As the emperor of the elves, if the elves perish in her hands, she will become the elves' eternal sinner, unable to face her ancestors.
"Find! Only by finding that human race named Xi Qianye can we possibly check and balance the blood-armored people and guard the last six passes."
After the Elf Queen finished speaking, she stepped out and disappeared into the hall, actually preparing to search for it herself.
In the main hall, all the high-ranking elves were silent. Who would have expected that the life and death of their elves would depend on a young man.
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In the Tower of the Sacred Tree, a place that the elves would never have thought of, Xi Qianye was sitting cross-legged on the canopy of the Ten Thousand Souls Spiritual Tree, practicing the method of traveling in the void.
If the Elf Queen were to know that Xi Qianye had mysteriously sneaked into their Sacred Tree Tower and was practicing there without hearing what was going on outside, she would probably be pissed to death.
The second level of Shenyou Taixu Chapter 1 has five small stages. If the five small stages are completed, the soul can be divided into thirty-two, and each divided soul has the same strength, which is equivalent to thirty-two times more souls at the same time.
His strength is basically invincible in the same realm.
However, although Shenyou Taixu is extremely powerful, it is equally difficult to practice.
Xi Qianye also relied on the ability of the Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree to reach the fourth and fifth stages in such a short period of time.
The soul energy surged crazily and was continuously fed into Xi Qianye's body from the Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree. It was rich and essence, and could be called the purest soul power in the world.
The aura of Xi Qianye's eight groups of souls was also rising every moment. Finally, on the third day, he successfully entered the fourth stage. All his eight groups of souls were divided.
Divided into two, transformed into sixteen groups of souls.
The sixteen groups of souls are exactly the same, have the same aura, and the same strength, perfect.
After sixteen divisions, it was finally completed.
Let me ask you about the entire world, not to mention the Holy Realm monks, even among the Imperial Realm monks, Xi Qianye's soul cultivation is among the best.
However, Xi Qianye did not stop and continued to attack, taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see if he could reach the fifth stage.
If you can complete the fifth stage of cultivation, the thirty-two differentiations, then you will be accomplished.
Not only is Xi Qianye advancing by leaps and bounds, the Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree is also growing. It even grows faster than Xi Qianye because it is the spirit of vegetation. In just a few days, it has already completed a
Evolution. Although the Ten Thousand Soul Spirit Tree is not good at attacking, it prefers to control life.
But the evolved Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree will not be worse than the human supreme being in Mu Zhen Spiritual Soil.
And it's also because of the restrictions of the laws of heaven and earth in Mu Zhen's spiritual soil, otherwise the Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree would be stronger.
"Give me the soul element."
Xi Qianye said calmly that to attack the fifth stage, you must use the soul energy of the Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree, otherwise there is basically no possibility of success.
Even if you use the soul essence of the Ten Thousand Souls Spirit Tree, the probability of success is only about 30% at most.
"Okay!"
The Ten Thousand Souls Spiritual Tree agreed readily, because it has been very happy these days and has tasted the sweetness greatly.
After purification, it not only has a higher level of cultivation, a deeper foundation, but also more soul energy.
Moreover, it has evolved once and absorbed less than one-tenth of the material essence of the sacred tree's legacy.
I believe that the second evolution is a sure thing, and there is even hope that it can go a step further and evolve a third time.
Therefore, giving Xi Qianye 20% is not unacceptable, and it is quite refreshing.
The soul essence of the Ten Thousand Souls Spiritual Tree is its most fundamental thing. Not to mention 20%, even the slightest bit is a peerless treasure that is impossible for people in the world to obtain.
A steady stream of powerful soul energy poured into Xi Qianye's body, once again raising the aura on his body.
Xi Qianye closed his eyes and completely fell into a state of cultivation.
This time, he was also serious and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and the secret room was extremely quiet. Everyone was practicing without any sound.
When the eighth day came, Gu Qingyan, who had been sitting there practicing, suddenly opened her eyes.
A powerful and holy breath burst out from her body. (To be continued)