Chapter 1383 The Sorrow of the Spiritual Race (Part 2)

Although most of the disciples of the Tuyin Sect did not recognize his identity from the screams, they knew that the two peaks were the two holy places of the Tuyin Lingsect, where the two ancestors of the Tribulation Tribulation were cultivated. Place.

Normally, except for a few inner domain elders, no one can enter it.

The top management of Tuyin Lingzong had a mental breakdown in an instant. The two ancestors of the Tribulation Tribulation were killed effortlessly. People like them were even more unbearable.

Many middle- and high-level Tuyin Sect disciples have begun to think of a way out. Unfortunately, when they see the clouds filling the sky and the hundreds or even thousands of huge immortal barriers in the sky, they can't help but be filled with despair.

"Fall~~"

A loud shout came from the void, and countless spells condensed by formations fell from the sky. Only flames were seen, huge meteorites fell from the sky, and on the other side was the flood that filled the sky, leaking from the sky, and countless golden mysterious lights turned into swords and guns. Swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and weapons of various shapes were fired at the disciples of Tuyin Lingzong.

There are millions of disciples of Tuyin Lingzong, and there are more than a million who are in the mountain gate. They have never seen such an amazing attack. Tuyin Lingzong's mountain-protecting formation was almost under the first round of attacks, and the spiritual light The photomask cracked directly.

This scene really made all the Tuyin Lingzong disciples completely shattered. They never expected that the Hushan Battle of the Tuyin Lingzong that had been passed down for countless years would be so vulnerable. The spells that filled the sky almost covered The entire Tuyin Ling Sect's mountain gate was blocked. Under such an attack, not even an ant or a mosquito could fly out, let alone them.

"Rumble~~" Above the void, under the glow of the sky, a dark cloud that could not be seen suddenly gathered, and the originally clear sky suddenly became dark.

Immediately afterwards, countless thunder lights fell from the dark clouds, each one was about ten feet thick. After falling hundreds of feet, these thunder lights began to branch and turned into countless thunder lights, falling towards the ground. Each thunder light was precise. He aimed at a Tuyin Lingzong disciple.

Wails and screams immediately filled the entire Earth Hidden Spirit Sect.

Three people gathered on a hillside. These three people were the three inner domain core elders of Tuyin Lingzong. They were all in the late stage of integration. But at this moment, not only were their faces pale, but their eyes were also filled with horror. .

"This is not a war between sects, but a war of races?"

"A war of races?" When the other two heard the name, they both showed expressions of fear.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are usually only three types of truly large-scale wars. The lowest level is the grudge war between sects. This kind of war is usually limited to two or even more sects. Although fighting is also very serious. Tragic, but the worst result is that the losing sect is destroyed.

In the spiritual world, there are many sects, and sects are established or destroyed every day. Except for those huge and super large sects, no one will pay attention to the small and medium-sized sects that have been destroyed.

On top of the sect wars, there are racial wars. Racial wars also occur frequently in the spiritual world, and there is no real friendship between different races, but only balance.

Whether a race can prosper for a long time mainly depends on whether there is capital in this race that can dominate one side. The lowest line of this capital is the Mahayana cultivators.

Only those races with Mahayana-stage immortal cultivators among them can maintain a relatively independent existence. In addition, countless races mostly rely on other races to survive. For example, in the Beitian Broken Realm, there are not a few races, but the real ones Those who can make it onto the stage are none other than the Tianmu Clan, the White Eye Clan, the Feiyu Clan, and the previous Multi-Armed Clan.

Other races are dependent on these races and reduced to coolies within the race.

Ethnic wars are very cruel, and there is usually only one word for ethnic wars, that is, massacre.

Even those races with Mahayana monks are very cautious about launching racial wars. Once a racial war occurs, it will represent the eternal continuation of hatred. Either the race will be completely destroyed, or at least eight or nine will be massacred. In this way, even if some of them are left and survive, with the poor remaining resources, it will be difficult to become a climate again, and they will eventually become vassals of other races.

After the death of Doro, the Multi-Armed Clan became a vassal of the Tianmu Clan and completely lost their independent status. This is the cruel reality of the world of immortality.

Of course, in a racial war, even if 80 to 90% of a race's combat strength and number can be wiped out, there is no guarantee that this race will not have a powerful being appear in a few years. And once such a being appears, for the victor Racially speaking, it might be a disaster.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, in a real racial war, the talent and potential of the other race must also be considered. For those races with great potential, launching a racial war must also be carefully considered.

In fact, in the world of immortal cultivation, there is still a situation of racial war. For example, in the past, the spirit race and the bone race would break out every tens of thousands of years. It was just a training for one's own race, and it was also a test for the other party. A test to get a feel for the strength of the enemy race. This is usually for those races whose strength is equal and no one can eat the other. In the center of the spiritual continent, most races are in this state. After all, if a wrong racial war breaks out, it may be impossible to destroy the opponent, but instead lead to a significant decline in one's own strength, thereby allowing other races that are eyeing the opportunity to take advantage.

Endless spells fell, each of which was as powerful as a high-level spell of the perfect level, and many of the spell attacks were launched by many cultivators with the power of the formation, which was even more powerful.

Under such dense spells, not to mention ordinary cultivators, even those in the Nascent Soul stage had no power to resist. Once the defense was broken, they were almost turned into ashes in an instant.

After the Tuyin Lingzong mountain protection formation was broken, it was only half an hour. The mountain gate covering tens of thousands of miles had been bombarded into ruins by countless spells, and the mountains that were originally standing in a forest disappeared without a trace.

The remaining Tuyin Lingzong disciples also fled in all directions. At this moment, they had no will to resist. The only thought in their hearts was to escape from this hell as soon as possible.

"Kill~~Leave no armor behind." A cold voice came from the void, and then countless spiritual lights fell from the sky. They were wearing immortal armor, emitting body protection shields, wrapping their whole bodies.

At the same time, immortal instruments were flying around them. Their eyes were cold and full of murderous intent. As the spiritual light fell, the disciples of Tuyin Lingzong who survived the endless magic attacks soon found out in horror that the number of enemies far exceeded them.

In a few breaths, no less than 300,000 immortal cultivators wearing immortal defense armor had fallen on the ground. Among these people, the lowest cultivation level was also in the late Jindan stage, and most of them were above the Yuanying stage.

In the void, there were also ten figures standing, all of them exuding amazing pressure. Hundreds of miles away, the three Tuyin Lingzong inner domain elders in the fusion stage also saw this scene. They had just joined forces to resist the magic attacks on them.

But at this moment, seeing the ten figures in the void, their faces also showed desperate expressions.

They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

In this situation, they had almost no chance. One of the ten figures suddenly disappeared with a vague spiritual light flashing.

The three Tuyin Lingzong inner domain elders all had their eyelids twitched. The next moment, a person appeared a hundred feet in front of them. This person was also wearing immortal armor. The armor was black and white, simple and gorgeous, and covered with dense runes.

The whole body of the armor was a piece, and even the face of this person was wrapped in the head armor, leaving only a pair of eyes full of murderous intent.

The war of races is not a personal grudge, but a battle of life and death. All the immortal soldiers approved the immortal armor to cover their whole body. On the one hand, it is self-defense, and at the same time, it is also a kind of protection for themselves, because this kind of armor can isolate the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators, thereby avoiding the disclosure of their identities.

After all, if the identity is leaked, once the race war is over, it is likely to face revenge, unless the other party can be killed.

When the three Tuyin Lingzong inner domain elders saw this person, the despair in their hearts had reached its peak, because the abyss-like spiritual pressure aura emanating from the other party made them know that the person in front of them was actually a cultivator in the tribulation period.

The man didn't say anything nonsense. He pointed with one hand, and the three long swords floating beside him immediately turned into three shocking long rainbows, shooting out. Wherever they passed, even the void was cut into narrow black cracks.

Although the long rainbow was only a hundred feet in size, the power it carried was enough to easily cut a mountain.

The three people naturally would not sit there and wait for death. They all offered up defensive magic weapons to block in front of themselves.

"Bang bang bang~~" Three crisp shattering sounds rang out, and the three Tuyin Lingzong's late-stage inner domain elders were almost without any resistance. They were pierced by the three long swords. The moment the three long swords burst out from behind them, the bodies of the three people were torn apart.

Even the three people's Yang Shen did not have time to escape, and died.

The man seemed to have done something insignificant. With a slight wave of his hand, three bloodless long swords flew to his side again, circling and dancing. After a slight shake, they disappeared again and returned to the ten people.

He nodded slightly to the middle man, and the middle-aged man nodded, and then the ten people looked down again.

The remaining disciples of Tuyin Lingzong faced enemies that were several times their number. The armor on these people could not be broken by ordinary magic weapons. The enemy killed them like cutting melons and vegetables. In less than half an hour, the disciples of Tuyin Lingzong were slaughtered, and no one could escape.

Tuyin Lingzong, a super-large sect of the Tuling clan, was completely destroyed in less than an hour. Not only the millions of disciples of the sect, but also the entire mountain gate was completely razed to the ground. Even if someone comes here in the future, I am afraid that they will not be able to imagine that there was once a super-large sect here, and what they have is just a desolate desert spanning tens of thousands of miles.

"Let's go, next, Xuanwu Lingzong." As the voice of the man in the center of the void came out, a beam of light burst out from the ten people, rushed into the sky, and soon sank into the clouds in the void.

And the countless immortal soldiers who killed the disciples of Tuyin Lingzong also turned into beams of light, rushed into the clouds, and returned to their positions. Soon, the clouds in the sky disappeared with the explosion of colorful spiritual lights.

The sky returned to its azure color, with no clouds in the sky, and everything returned to peace.

The Xuanwu Ling Sect is the sect where Master Xuanwu belongs to, and it is also the most powerful sect of the Tu Ling clan. Although the sect has only a million disciples, in terms of quality, it far exceeds the Tu Yin Ling Sect and the Tu Ling Sect. All other sects of the Ling clan.

Although the nine lines of the Spirit Clan all belong to the Spirit Clan, before Wanmu Spirit Lord advances to the position of Spirit Lord, each of them is actually an independent existence. The nine lines are not monolithic, and even compete with each other for their full power. They often met each other in battle.

Even after Wanmu Lingzun advanced to the position of spiritual master, the thunder clan took charge of the supreme position of the spirit clan, but there are still differences between the other eight clans. Among them, Master Xuanwu belongs to the earth spirit clan, and the red flower fire mother belongs to The Fire Clan is the strongest, and they are also the two most powerful races of the Spirit Clan besides the Thunder Ling Clan.

In particular, the Xuanwu Spirit Sect occupies a third-order fairy spirit vein, which is one of the few third-order fairy spirit veins in the entire Beitian Territory.

The place where the Xuanwu Lingzong is located is located at the southernmost point of the Tusha Realm - the Xuanwu Mountains.

The Xuanwu Mountains cover millions of miles. One of the eight thousand-foot-high ridges passes through the center of the mountains and almost divides the entire Xuanwu Mountains into two. This ridge is called the Xuanwu Backbone Mountain, and that A third-level fairy spirit vein is located at the foot of the Xuanwu Spine Mountain.

Taking the Xuanwu Backbone Mountain as a line and radiating to both sides, except for the entire Xuanwu Backbone Mountain which is occupied by the Xuanwu Ling Sect, hundreds of sects, large and small, gather in the rest of the radiating areas.

Among these sects of the Tu Ling clan, three are listed among the top ten sects of the Tu Ling clan, namely Chiyan Ling Sect, Haisha Ling Sect, and Tianshi Ling Sect.

These three major spirit sects and hundreds of third- and fourth-rate sects, all headed by Xuanwu Spine Mountain, actually formed the largest group of forces in the Tuling clan - the Xuanwu Immortal Realm.

If it were in the past, without dispatching Mahayana monks, this Xuanwu Immortal Realm alone would be enough to sweep away all the major ethnic immortal forces in the Beitian Broken Realm.

But now that Master Xuanwu has fallen, the prestige of the Xuanwu Lingzong has been greatly reduced. The other three spiritual sects are also eager to give it a try. After all, the Xuanwu Lingzong has occupied the immortal spiritual veins for a hundred thousand years. The emperor takes turns. When he comes to my house this year, every one The Ling Sect wanted to take the opportunity to expand its power, at least to occupy a piece of the Xuanwu Spine Mountain that was tens of thousands of miles long, in order to enhance the sect's strength.

Therefore, more than two hundred years have passed since the death of Master Xuanwu. Especially in recent years, the three major spiritual sects, Chiyan Spiritual Sect, Haisha Spiritual Sect, and Tianshi Spiritual Sect, have vaguely begun to unite. It seems that They planned to join forces and force Xuanwu Lingzong to negotiate with them.

Although Master Xuanwu has fallen, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Xuanwu Lingzong still has ten tribulation-transcending monks. Among them, there are as many as three who are at the peak of tribulation-transcending. The other three major spiritual sects combined are no more than that is it.