Chapter 1011: The Emperor of Souls Probably Won't Make a Move!
"The spirit race is really going to be wiped out!"
A family of emperors shouted angrily.
"The true immortals of our family just broke into it unintentionally, and besides, that mountain range is not your spirit clan's territory, and it is too much for the Linghuang to kill the true immortals of our family, and now he wants to destroy our race.
Even if the Spirit Race is a top clan, they can't be so rampant.
Could it be that he really doesn't put the world and all races in his eyes? "
Loud questioning.
Let the Hundred Clans nod in sympathy.
Looking at the Spirit Race side, everyone's expression remained unchanged.
Wait until he finishes.
A Spirit Race True Immortal spoke indifferently.
"Breaking my emperor's chance, how can the lives of some real immortals be qualified to offset it? Only by destroying all the hundreds of clans like you can relieve the anger in my heart."
Speaking of which.
He waved his hand violently, his face turned cold.
"kill!"
boom--
Many strong spirit clansmen attacked at the first time, and the terrifying attacks came together. In an instant, the sun and the moon were darkened, and the void for millions of miles was shattered.
See this scene.
Although the True Immortals of Hundred Clans were startled and angry, they had no intention of retreating.
The Spirit Race wants to kill.
Naturally, it is impossible for them to kill immediately.
As long as it delays for a while, other powerful clans will come to help.
Rumble! !
With the attack of Hundred Clans True Immortals, the scene was completely out of control.
Immortal shot.
The momentum is like destroying the world.
The number of True Immortals being sold now is more than just one. The number of True Immortals from the Hundred Clans plus the True Immortals of the Spiritual Race directly exceeded 300.
So many strong shots.
Said it was ruined.
That's not an exaggeration at all.
"Since the Spirit Race is going to be wiped out, then we don't have to worry about anything, just kill him!"
The Diao Huang roared furiously, revealed his real body and turned into a million-foot-high divine mink, and rushed towards a true spirit immortal.
Among the small clans, the Mink clan is considered relatively strong.
As the emperor of the Diao clan, Diao Huang's strength is not simply a first-level immortal, but has reached the peak of the second-level immortal.
With the blessing of a family of luck.
Even against the triple immortal, it is not impossible.
However.
Diaohuang also understands the reason why persimmons should be picked softly, so his target is not a powerful true immortal, but a true immortal of the spirit race in the first-level immortal realm.
That Spiritual Clan True Immortal was being targeted, and great terror rose in his heart.
but.
He didn't back down either.
Although Diao Huang is strong, it is impossible for him to kill himself instantly.
As long as it is not an instant kill, if you fight for a while, there will naturally be strong members of the same clan to help.
so.
When Diaohuang came to attack, not only did the Spiritual Clan True Immortal not retreat, but instead showed his true body, turning into a giant tree that held up to the sky, with many roots dancing wildly in the void, like a terrifying beast.
Rumble! !
The roots are mixed with regular power, like a silver snake dancing wildly, hitting the void with black cracks.
To this.
Diaohuang smiled coldly, and the immortal yuan bombarded out, annihilating the void directly, a large number of tentacles were severed from it, and the dark green branches and leaves swayed the sky, causing the true fairy of the spirit race to make a painful sound.
"Little True Immortal, dare to stop me!"
"Today I will kill you a true fairy of the Spirit Race, so that you and the Spirit Race will understand that we, the Diao Clan, are not easy to mess with."
Killing intent surged in his heart.
The spirit clan has already stepped on their faces, if they don't fight back, what face will they have.
so.
kill.
Must kill.
Anyway, there is the existence of the Qilin clan behind the Diao clan, even if the spirit clan is killed, the whole clan will be relocated, and with the protection of the Qilin clan, he does not believe that the Spirit clan will really start a war with a top clan.
at this time.
Blood rained from the sky.
A True Immortal of Hundred Clans was defeated and was finally beheaded by a True Immortal of the Spirit Race.
Blood rained down.
The free killings between the heaven and the earth, as if they were drawn by some kind, gathered towards the battlefield.
Suddenly.
The severely wounded True Immortal of Hundred Clans had red eyes, and his body exploded suddenly.
boom--
The true immortal self-destructed, with unmatched power.
The Spirit Race True Immortals who were fighting were caught off guard and were directly blown upright.
moment.
The flesh is crushed.
Even if it is a level higher, there is no way to resist the aftermath of this destruction.
but.
For a true immortal strongman, the crushing of the body does not mean death, and rebirth from a drop of blood is just a matter of leisure.
The body of that Spiritual Clan True Immortal had just been shattered, and in the next breath, he recovered.
only.
Just when his physical body had just recovered, there were Hundred Clan True Immortals who saw the opportunity and struck again.
boom--
The powerful force shattered the physical body of the Spiritual Clan True Immortal again.
Immediately afterwards.
Another gloomy knife light came through the sky, and before the body of the Spiritual Race True Immortal was restored, it directly annihilated his soul.
The soul is gone.
The real fairy fell.
Click!
The sky exploded like thunder, and soon another rain of blood poured down.
But the difference is.
This time it was no longer the True Immortals of the Hundred Clans that fell, but the True Immortals of the Spiritual Race.
"If you dare to kill me, the Spirit Race True Immortal, you will die!"
The true immortals on the side of the spirit clan were all furious.
In the destruction of the thirty-nine clans, the spirit clan did not lose any true immortals, but now, not long after the start of the war, a true immortal fell.
Although for the Spirit Race, one more true fairy and one less true fairy is nothing.
But being beaten and killed by other races on the spot, there is still unstoppable anger.
boom!
boom! boom!
When the two sides lost each other's real immortals, the two forces were completely jealous.
since then.
The blood rained continuously.
Almost every once in a while, a real fairy will fall.
Or self-destruct.
Or be beheaded.
In the void in the distance, a strong man is watching this battle.
"What kind of insanity is the spirit clan going? They really want to destroy hundreds of clans before giving up!"
"Who knows, the power of the top clan is really hopeless. Even if hundreds of clans unite, it is almost impossible to compete with the spirit clan. Moreover, under such circumstances, the Spirit Emperor has not yet made a move!"
"Spirit Emperor!"
Hearing the word Linghuang, all the hidden powerhouses changed drastically.
The emperor of the spirit race barely made a few shots.
However.
Every shot is ground-breaking.
Take not long ago as an example, hundreds of real immortals were killed at one time, and with the momentum of complete crushing, hundreds of real immortals joined forces, and they couldn't cause any disturbance at all.
Such strength.
It is definitely not something that ordinary true immortals can contend with.
It can be said.
If the Linghuang personally acted, the current hundred clans of true immortals would be wiped out in an instant.
Immediately.
There are strong people who are in doubt.
"Spirit Emperor probably won't make a move, right? For a powerhouse of his level, he will move his whole body with just a single blow. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will sit in the Lingzu Mountain Range.
Besides, the Hundred Clans can't compete against the Spirit Clan right now, and the Spirit Emperor has no need to make a move. "
heard the words.
There are also some strong people nodding in agreement.
Among the many hidden strong men, a few middle-aged men in black clothes with tiger stripes were silently watching the changes in the battle situation.