Chapter 863 The Gathering of the Nascent Soul
Tianjian Mountain is millions of miles vast, with countless dangerous peaks and abundant spiritual beings. However, at this time, there are a large number of corpses scattered among the mountains and valleys, and the flags of various sects are lined up in the wind. Sound.
The broken bodies of various ships transporting spiritual objects, including flying kite warships and flying warships, lie between the hills, with bursts of thick smoke rising from the hulls. Although they were destroyed during the fierce battle, After being shot down for many days, a lot of the wreckage was burned, but the rest can still survive for some time.
There are broken strongholds everywhere, abandoned spirit armor, broken and useless magic weapons are thrown everywhere, lying crookedly on the ground, and only half of the flagpole is left.
At this time, in the cloud top, there are dozens of figures passing over the flying warship. Occasionally, a golden elixir monk on the flying warship can see a faint figure passing in the air, and his heart skips a beat. , in the past battles, although traces of the Yuan Ying Ancestor could occasionally be seen, there were so many of them in a row like this, which was a strange thing that had never been seen before.
"After this battle, it will take at least hundreds of people in the Wangyue Cultivation World to recover." Ji Qianshui from the Qingdan Palace looked at the Tianjian Mountains that had been nearly half destroyed and sighed.
“Every few thousand years in the world of immortality, there will be a disaster, either natural disaster or man-made disaster. The road is ruthless. Those who are eliminated by the war ultimately do not have enough fate, so there is nothing to lament.” It's the old monster from Xinghe in Yuanxing Palace. He has a beard and a rough look on his face.
"If you fight, you know how to fight. If you continue to fight, the tens of thousands of years of Wangyue Cultivation World's orthodoxy will collapse in our hands." Wen Changyun of the Ancient Sword Sect has his hands behind his back and his body is thin. , but after Wen Changyun opened his mouth, the old monster Xinghe closed his mouth.
"Old Monster Chen, if we can make peace with the three major immortal cultivators led by Tianqiong this time, your Lingxiao Palace will be considered as doing a great thing for our Wangyue cultivator community." Ji Qianshui looked at it. Chen Henian said with a strange look.
"It's still uncertain. Now the three major cultivating realms of Tianqiong, Southern Wilderness, and Xingxiu have clearly gained the upper hand. They have suffered such heavy losses in the past two hundred years. It is not easy to get them to withdraw their troops." Suddenly, Old Monster Chen was the old Monster Yuanying who appointed Lu Xiaotian as the new generation of Lingxiao Palace Master.
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we always have to give it a try. Although we old guys are still here, the future of the Moon Cultivation World will eventually be handed over to the juniors. If the juniors are all gone, who will inherit it? This tradition has been passed down for countless generations, so how can you and I meet those powerful ancestors who have passed away?" Ji Qianshui sighed.
Just as he was talking, dozens of figures on the opposite side rushed towards him one after another like shooting stars chasing the moon. The auras of the first few people were particularly powerful, and the vast auras were like a landslide, pressing towards everyone.
“It seems like you outsiders can’t hold back anymore. The juniors have been fighting for hundreds of years. How about we old monsters also have a fight.” Wen Changyun was thin and thin, and as soon as he said these words , that thin and old-looking body was now like a sharp sword that could open up the world. A surge of sharp energy soared into the sky, splitting the clouds and mist, and attacked the huge momentum on the opposite side tit for tat.
Ji Changshui from Qingdan Palace also laughed, "That's right, if you don't move your muscles for hundreds of years, these bones will rust!"
After that, Ji Changshui's loose Taoist uniform was like wind, and the skirt of the clothes shook. With a slight wave, a hurricane suddenly rose in the air.
The fiery-faced old man at the head of Tianqiong Realm and Master Huoxiao's expression changed slightly. The ancient sword sect's sword intent soaring into the sky came straight towards him. The unparalleled sword intent actually made him quite uncomfortable, and Qing Qing Ji Qianshui from the Dan Palace has an aura that is not much weaker than that of Wen Changyun. He is worthy of being the most powerful ancestor of the immortal sect in the world of Wangyue Cultivation.
The auras of these two old monsters are not inferior to that of himself and the Evil Lord Celestial Silkworm. If they really want to fight until the mountains and the ground collapse, if it affects the low-level monks of the Zhanyue Alliance, those golden elixirs and The results achieved by the foundation builders for hundreds of years are about to be destroyed in one day. Once the two Yuanying ancestors fight, there will be no winner in this war that has lasted for two hundred years. Master Huo Xiao and Lord Tiancan Xie looked at each other, and you could see the fear in their eyes.
"Haha, why do fellow Taoist writers say this? It's just the juniors below who are grabbing the territory. It's best to let them take care of the juniors' affairs by themselves. We old monsters are alive. After hundreds of years, there is nothing I can't figure out, so why should I hurt my harmony like a junior?" Master Huo Xiao changed his tone and said in a different tone.
Celestial Silkworm Evil Lord also chuckled in his heart. The three major Immortal Cultivation Realms have joined forces to fight for two hundred years, with countless casualties. It took a lot of effort to get out of the current situation. The Moon Cultivation Immortal Realm has been completely offended. He beat the snake but was killed instead. Bite, how can we give Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation World another chance to come back for revenge?
A pot of good rice is half cooked, but it cannot be cooked into uncooked rice.
“Looking at your fierceness, I thought you couldn’t stand being lonely and wanted to stretch your muscles.”
Wen Changyun snorted coldly. Naturally, he didn’t want to fight with the other party. This was just because the Wangyue Immortal Cultivation World was in a suppressed position at this time, and the situation had already weakened by seven points. In addition, these hostile Nascent Soul cultivators had made a lot of noise when they just arrived. Wen Changyun did not have the idea of breaking the jar.
Although the Jindan and Foundation Establishment juniors of Wangyue Immortal Cultivation World have lost one after another, Yuanying Patriarch’s level is not inferior to those of the three major Immortal Cultivation Worlds. If there really is a fight, the outcome is still difficult to predict.
“I wonder what we are talking about, fellow literary friends, when you invite us here?” Lord Tiancan Xie stopped dwelling on this issue and went straight to the topic.
Wen Changyun winked at Xu Henian in Lingxiao Palace. Xu Henian nodded and released a shadow bead. Black energy surged inside, and the gloomy scene of thousands of ghosts howling together suddenly made the air around him freeze. There were already a few lowly brats inside who had broken through the black mist and started moving around.
"Where is this? There is such a gloomy ghost energy, and there are so many ghost clans?" At this time, an old woman from the Star Realm asked in shock.
“This is a mysterious passage leading to the Cangqiong Immortal Realm in the Wangyue Mountains. It was discovered by my Lingxiao Palace disciple. It is a mysterious ghost cave. According to my disciple, it was inside last time. No ghost clan has come out yet, they are all restrained in the black mist. Now there are ghost clans that have broken through the blockade. I am afraid it won’t take long. Thousands of ghosts will swarm out in front of them. At this time, not only my Wangyue Cultivation Realm, but also the connected Sky Realm will also be attacked by the ghosts. This is actually a ghost cave that spans several realms. Ghosts You must have heard of the ancient motto that if the cave does not appear in the world, it will cause disaster." Chen Henian threw the photo pearl directly towards the opponent.
"What do you mean?" A trace of solemnity flashed in Huo Xiao's eyes at this time. Obviously, he also thought of the terrible situation of the ghost clan raging.
(End of this chapter)