Chapter 1092 The Northern Alliance Ends

The North League has planted the seeds of disintegration since its inception!

The reason for the founding of the Northern League is very simple. It is to find a way out for the large number of casual practitioners who gathered in the northern area of ​​the East China Sea cultivation world.

It is precisely because of the original purpose of the Beimeng that the Beimeng adheres to the spirit of "embracing all rivers and letting a hundred flowers bloom" and continues to absorb the elite among them in casual practice.

It is precisely because of this reason that the Northern League has grown from a loose casual cultivator alliance to a veritable large-scale sect under the situation of the Crystal Palace dominating the cultivation world in the East China Sea in only two or three thousand years since its establishment. Moreover, in the thousands of years since then, the North Alliance has maintained a stable development and status. At its peak, there were six great monks of Faxiang, and at the least, there were three great monks sitting on Qianyuan Island.

However, it is precisely because of this continuous absorption of elite monks among casual cultivators that the Northern League has not been able to truly establish a complete inheritance system belonging to the Northern League. Those monks who have been absorbed into the Northern League may have extremely High qualifications and talents, but they have a kind of alienation from the North Alliance: they have no emotion for the North Alliance, at most it is a mutual exchange of interests and interdependence, without emotional maintenance.

Few people will really contribute what they have learned unreservedly, as the basis for establishing a perfect inheritance of the sect, and most of those monks are from casual cultivators. It is a blessing to have cultivated to the late stage of Dharma Aspect. It is extremely difficult to condense the pure Yang Dharma Aspect. As for the achievement of a true spirit, it is even more a joke.

There are many sects in the cultivation world that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years, no matter how big or small, but there has never been a large sect that can be as big as the Beimeng. The ancestors have never appeared, which is why the Northern Alliance has always been looked down upon by the major sects, even those whose strength is not as strong as theirs. The fundamental reason is that the Northern Alliance has never sorted out a complete inheritance system.

These monks who joined the Northern League halfway have their own backgrounds and experiences, and have already formed their inherent values. Due to the lack of collective identity, these monks joined the Northern League due to their natural laxity and the survival of the fittest. The selfish values ​​formed by walking in the cultivation world made them either act on their own from the beginning, or fight for power and profit, and formed factions.

As time goes by, the originally loose covenant rules of the Northern League have lost their binding force even more. The monks who join the Northern League can't distinguish between good and bad. This kind of protection makes the North Alliance more and more hateful, but there is nothing to do about this behemoth.

However, when the North Alliance finally came to an end due to its own reasons, those sect forces that had previously tolerated it would never mind stepping on it at this time and artificially speeding up the process by one step.

So Qianyuan Island's mountain guard formation was broken so abruptly, without any warning in advance, that the Mo Luo army that was attacking madly was in a trance for a while, and then let out a bloodthirsty sound. With a wild cry, he rushed into Qianyuan City.

Without the support of the mountain guard formation, even if the strength of the Mo Luo army had been lost enough, it was not something that the monks of the Northern League could stop. The entire Qianyuan Island suddenly became a Shura field.

"This big formation is really broken!"

Lu Ping looked at this huge island with a radius of thousands of miles from a distance. It will soon become the object of division between the two races of human and demon, and dozens of forces.

"This formation must be broken!"

Jiang Tianlin also said the same.

The folding fan in the hands of the ancestor Tianfan opened with a "crash", and then was slowly folded and closed by him, saying: "Let's go, someone has already moved it again, I will find that Beimeng Danlou as soon as possible." Inherit the cave!"

Although Mo Luo was consumed a lot by the monks of the Beimeng relying on the big formation to protect the island, the Beimeng itself had reached the point of exhaustion, not to mention that under repeated blows, the morale of the Beimeng was already low. After entering Qianyuan Island, the two sides almost all fought in the same way.

And at this time, the various forces that had been lurking outside Qianyuan Island finally moved. Along the way, not only Mo Luo was falling, but even the monks of the Beimeng family were inexplicably falling, or they were fighting with Mo Luo. The Northern Alliance monks who fought against Luo fell at the same time.

Those who took the shots were all hidden in the dark, but each one had a climax of cultivation, and each method became more ruthless. This situation was not discovered by the high-ranking monks of the Northern Alliance until the battle group advanced to the Qianyuan Hall.

Only at this time did the monks of the Northern League realize that things were developing in a direction that was absolutely unacceptable to them.

Although the remaining monks in the Northern League at this time are mainly monks trained by the Northern League itself, there are still many monks who were originally casual cultivators and small forces and later joined the Northern League.

These monks saw that the Northern League was over, and that the mysterious power hidden in the dark clearly wanted to completely destroy the entire Northern League, so they all shouted to break away from the Northern League, praying for their lives.

Unexpectedly, these people did not wait for the mercy of various forces hidden in the dark. The monks who came from the Northern Alliance's own inheritance system beside them, under the double blow of anger and despair, cursed "soft bones", "scum", Words such as "traitor" took the lead in massacring these former alliance monks, and a tragedy of cannibalism was staged in front of the Qianyuan Hall in an instant.

From the beginning to the end, the ancestor Guiye, the only great cultivator of the Northern Alliance, never showed up, let alone took action to prevent this kind of cannibalism from happening. It seemed that the ancestor had already fled and abandoned these disciples. This made the monks in the entire Northern League even more desperate. Many monks with bursting personalities saw this, and immediately chose to commit suicide after beheading the begging beggars.

The scene in front of the Qianyuan Hall seemed to indicate the final curtain call of the Northern League, but the surrounding area was still silent, only the magnificent Qianyuan Hall stood there, and the spacious entrance seemed to be mocking the cowardice of the monks hidden around. , like a gaping bloody mouth.

At some point, a few monks who concealed their appearance in various ways appeared on the square of Qianyuan Hall. They seemed to be confronting each other, and they seemed to be discussing something. After a while, their feet moved together, Several ethereal bodies disappeared into Qianyuan Hall immediately.

Silent fights were staged on Qianyuan Island. In order to snatch everything on Qianyuan Island, many monks often fight because of things they fancy at the same time. However, this kind of fight is often just a touch away. Everyone knows that now is not the time to fight, but the time to scramble, and they will definitely not risk their lives for a treasure, and have never lost more opportunities for treasures.

The four of Lu Ping and Ping ran quickly on Qianyuan Island. The four of them had fought against strange monks several times along the way. Fortunately, none of the four of them were weak, and taking action together would often make the successful one retreat in the face of difficulties. Even if they met a stronger monk, the four of them would take a detour and go far away. Anyway, they were not going for the treasure that other people valued, and they would not be more reluctant to conflict with others at this time.

After a while, the direction of the four of them became more and more desolate. Patriarch Tianfan stopped suddenly, sniffed the breeze, and said, "Someone is going in the same direction as us, and walked in front of us."

Qianyuan Island is a remote place with ravines and valleys, but it is extremely desolate. It looks like a place with extremely poor cultivation resources, but at this moment, there are two black shadows running fast.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

Qin Zhenren looked at the gloomy Hongye Patriarch, and asked cautiously.

"Find something that will keep us alive."

Ancestor Hongye said with a gloomy face: "It's a pity that Senior Sister Guiye has lost her mind and she doesn't want to make a comeback, but I want to preserve a legacy of vitality for the Northern League."

After finishing speaking, he heard a sky-shattering loud noise from the direction where the Qianyuan Hall was located, and the whole Qianyuan Island was shaken by the loud noise, and there were several sounds of shock and anger mixed with pain like a wild animal being injured. Roar and a woman's sharp and mournful laughter.

Ancestor Hongye and Master Qin stopped in their tracks at the same time. A look of sadness flashed across Ancestor Hongye's face, but his voice was calm and cold: "It's your Master Guiye, she exploded Qianyuan Hall!"

Qin Zhenren was inexplicably cold. The Qianyuan Hall is one of the most important inheritance caves of the Northern League.

Sure enough, there was a burst of shouting, saying: "Guiye, you are crazy!"

"cluck, cluck,"

Guiye Patriarch's laughter was like a devil's cry in the dark night: "Aren't you trying to take advantage of the fire? Why hide your head and show your tail like this, can't you be recognized like this? Yuan Li from Crystal Palace, Ziyu Xiao from Zifu Pavilion , Lei Jingtian from Fenglei Island, and a few people from the South China Sea, I didn't expect there to be a few people from the Monster Race, how can I, Rose Leaf, have so many people coming to accompany me to the funeral, hahahaha!"

"This woman is crazy, everyone joined forces to make her first!"

There was a loud shout, and a ray of light pierced the dark sky, and then more rays of light rose in the night sky.

"Haha, don't you guys want to snatch everything from my North Alliance, here it is!"

"Be careful, it's Rose Leaf's Second Tribulation Spirit Treasure!"

"No, she's going to explode the spirit treasure, hurry and hide!"

boom!

The huge mushroom cloud shook the entire Qianyuan Island again, mixed with muffled groans, screams and curses from the injured.

Patriarch Hongye immediately turned around and said, "Let's go!"

There was a sourness hidden in the voice, the red leaf patriarch was running faster, Qin Zhenren looked at the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky in the distance, and there could be faintly heard the stern laughter of the rose leaf patriarch and the grievance under the serious injury. Cough.

Qin Zhenren turned around to look at the desolate back of Patriarch Hongye who had been running tens of feet away, and the light under his feet quickly chased after him.