"Hahaha, Saint Xuanjing, it seems that you are really useless except for the Eyes of the Abyss and the art of stargazing. Faced with such a situation, you actually dare to propose joining forces with me." Zhong Liuyu sneered, "The Sea Clan has started a race. Do you still think there is room for us to join forces during the war? It’s really ridiculous. Even though the Sky Fox Clan has had millions of years of grievances with the human race, they have already withdrawn from the Xuanling Realm and will not interfere even if they occasionally appear. It’s about the Holy Land, and she seems to have saved two human monks from you.”
"Since Zhong Shengzi is unwilling to cooperate, Xuan Jing won't force it."
Saint Xuanjing said as she pinched out a seal without leaving any trace, and the spiritual power silently gathered in the palm of her hand.
"I want to leave, but I'm afraid it's a little late."
Zhong Liuyu waved his hand, and the Xuantian Sun-Destroying Bow appeared in his hand. He pulled the bow with his right hand. Buzz, the ancient lines on the bow arm lit up with a faint silver light, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly gathered together, forming a three-meter-long bow. Long arrow of light.
The terrifying energy fluctuations caused the surrounding space to slightly distort, and the energy was locked on the Xuanjing Saint.
The face of Saint Xuanjing changed drastically, and she ran away without hesitation. If she hadn't used the Star Search once just now, she wouldn't be so scared of this arrow, but in her current state, she couldn't urge the search again. The astrolabe.
Zhong Liuyu gently released the bow string, and the light arrow shot out silently, appearing behind Saint Xuanjing as if teleporting.
Saint Xuanjing didn't even have time to react. She wanted to release her spiritual skills, but an invisible force imprisoned her body and all the spiritual power in her body. She couldn't even open her mouth or blink her eyes.
Buzz, the space behind Saint Xuanjing was torn apart by a powerful force. A white jade-like hand stretched out and held the light sword that was shot. With a slight exertion, the light arrow collapsed and disappeared.
"Xuantian Sun-Destroying Bow has found a suitable master."
An old voice came from the void, with great pressure. Zhong Liuyu's sea of consciousness was shaken, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. But a blazing white light flashed in his eyes, and the pain in his head was immediately driven away.
"Light attribute." The old man in the void seemed a little surprised. With a flick of his finger, a blue spiritual power turned into a substantial crystal and shot out, reaching the center of Zhong Liuyu's eyebrows in an instant.
Alas, the space in front of Zhong Liuyu was also torn apart. A big black hand suddenly grasped the crystal spiritual power. A burst of black flames emerged, and the crystal spiritual power disappeared with a crackle.
"To attack a junior, old ghost Xuanji, you are becoming more and more shameless as you live." A majestic voice sounded in the void, sounding like a middle-aged man.
"Heitu, long time no see." Xuan Ji said calmly.
"Why, do you want to fight with me again? I have learned all the spiritual arts of your sea clan, and you are just asking for trouble again."
"Haha, the Sea Clan's spiritual arts are extensive and profound, and what I have learned is only a superficial part of it. But you don't have to worry, now that the race war has begun, there will be a battle between us sooner or later." After Xuan Ji finished speaking, he waved his hand, The space crack swallowed Saint Xuanjing like a giant beast, and then quickly closed.
After Xuanji left, Heitu did not leave immediately with Zhong Liuyu. He walked out of the void, his burly body with bulging muscles, as if he contained huge power.
He was wearing a simple linen garment, his long, rough hair was simply tied back with a cloth belt, a pale golden belt that looked like tendon was tied around his waist, a pair of baggy trousers, and black boots.
No tattoos, simple and pure.
His face has sharp edges and hard contours, his eyes are deeply sunken, and his pupils are radiant with a strong sense of oppression.
"Qingming." Heitu shouted towards Wen Qingming who was fighting fiercely with Xuanren in the distance.
When Wen Qingming heard Heitu's voice, he stepped into the void, flew back, and appeared next to Heitu across a distance of tens of kilometers in an instant, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Teacher, why are you here?"
"You kid, didn't you say you should protect Liu Yu?" Although Hei Tu scolded him with a straight face, there was an unconcealable smile in his eyes, "If my master hadn't appeared in time just now, Liu Yu would have
I was bullied by those old guys from the Sea Tribe."
"What?" Wen Qingming turned aside and immediately looked at Zhong Liuyu, "Liu Yu, how are you? Are you not injured?"
"Sister Wen, don't worry, the third master showed up in time, and the people from the Hai Clan didn't hurt me." Zhong Liuyu said with a cheerful smile to Wen Qingming.
"It's okay." Wen Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.
Xuan Ren felt the aura from Hei Tu and did not run away immediately. He just stood blankly in the distance in the air, watching Hei Tu and Wen Qingming quietly while Zhong Liuyu spoke.
"Little guy over there, you are quite courageous. I'm actually here, but you still dare to stay and not escape." Heitu turned his eyes to Xuan Ren.
Xuan Ren actually felt like he had been completely seen through, as if all the secrets in his body were exposed in Hei Tu's eyes.
"Senior is joking, junior does not want to escape, but in front of senior, junior will never be able to escape even if he tries his best. It is better to face it calmly, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope." Xuan Ren replied honestly.
"Hmph, for the sake of old ghost Xuanji not intervening too much in the battle here, I will let you live for the time being."
"Thank you, senior." Xuan Ren cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and flew towards the deep sea in a flash.
Hei Tu raised his head and looked at the sky where the three Red Emperors of the Sea Clan and the three Spirit Emperor Stage monks of the Human Clan were still fighting fiercely. He frowned and made a cold sound.
"Disciples of the Doro Spiritual Academy, get out of here." A rumbling roar pierced the sky. The three Red Emperors of the Sea Clan were so shocked that their heads went blank. They spurted out a mouthful of blood, their expressions changed greatly, and they turned around and ran away.
The three human spirit emperor monks' spiritual power stagnated in their bodies. They moved their throats with difficulty, flew down, stood in front of Heitu, and bowed in salute.
"I've met senior."
"How many years have you three been in Lingyuan?"
"Senior and junior, it has been three hundred years since we entered the spiritual academy to cultivate." said an older young man in the middle.
"Hmph, after staying in the Spiritual Academy for three hundred years, I can't even deal with a few red-level sea tribes." Hei Tu snorted coldly, "Look at your feet. The city you should have defended has now disappeared. That loser Lu Zhidao didn't tell you
What is the most important mission you are here to support?"
"Senior, please give me some advice on this." The young man handed over his hand again.
"The reason why our Holy Land of the Human Race has been able to stand in the Xuanling Realm for such a long time is because of the emergence of talents in large numbers, but talents do not only exist on the mainland. Many geniuses who come out of remote places are even better than many so-called geniuses on the continent.
The peerless genius is even more terrifying. You are here to support me just to discover and protect
To protect these geniuses, do you think the Holy Land doesn’t know that our clan can’t hold on to these remote places?” Heitu said as he glanced at the king-level warriors of the Sea Tribe and the Human Tribe who were confronting each other in the distance, “The real war will naturally take place on the mainland.
When the edge is opened, the entire human race will participate in the war, not just the Spiritual Academy and the Spiritual Mansion under its jurisdiction."
"Looking at your posture just now, you are all bent on keeping those three red-level sea clansmen here, right? Don't say that you don't have that ability. Even if you really do, before your battle is over, the following spirit kings
I'm afraid all the monks who have reached this level will be dead."
"What the senior said is absolutely true. The junior and others will know what to do in the future."
"Okay, let's take them and evacuate this place first. If we lose the city, there is no need to hold on."
"Yes." The young man responded and shouted loudly to the human spiritual king monks in the distance, "All human monks, evacuate this place."
After hearing the young man's words, the dozens of surviving Spirit King monks quickly evacuated the battlefield without hesitation.
Lei Lingyu looked at Shadow Wolf King, as if he wanted to say something. Shadow Wolf King spoke first.
"I will return to the Monster Mountain Range, and the people of the Sea Clan can't do anything to me."
"Yes." Lei Lingyu threw out a small wooden box, with dense silver patterns engraved on the surface vaguely visible, "This is what I promised you."
The Shadow Wolf King opened his mouth and held the wooden box in his mouth. Without saying another word, he turned around and disappeared.
Lei Lingyu and Bixie didn't realize how it left.
"Let's withdraw too."
Lei Lingyu glanced at Bi Xie and flew back with the remaining nine elders of the Ling Mansion. Bi Xie and other Qing-level Hai Clan members from the Bi Hai Tribe watched them leave and did not pursue them.
The victory of this battle has been decided. The Sea Clan has occupied an additional area and will be able to establish a foothold here in the future. Moreover, there are four Spirit Emperor Stage monks in the distance, as well as Hei Tu, who is stronger than the Spirit Emperor Stage monks.
existence, they would not dare to pursue Lei Lingyu and others.
"High Priest, what should we do now?"
"Send a message and ask the defenders from the camp to come over first and prepare to build a new camp here."
"Okay." Bi Chen responded, turned his hand and took out a communication disk. The blue light outlined a dozen twisted words and sank into the communication disk, and disappeared in a flash.
In the air dozens of kilometers away, only Heitu, Wen Qingming, and Zhong Liuyu were left.
"Teacher, this disciple has discovered the purpose of Saint Xuanjing coming here this time."
"Oh, what did she come here for?"
"For a demon from the Sky Fox Clan."
"The Sky Fox Clan, it's really strange that they would appear in such a remote area." Hei Tu had no expression on his face, he didn't seem to care much, he was just confused.
"The demon from the Sky Fox Clan also rescued two monks from our human race. Those two people seemed to be disciples of the Ling Mansion here. They were very talented and powerful. In this battle, the two of them worked together to kill a sea tribesman.
King Qing."
"What kind of cultivation are they?" Heitu became somewhat interested after hearing this.