Chapter 1267 There is no room for loss in our immortal tomb!
"Daozu, what's the matter?"
Baili Wentian stared directly at the battlefield, and his deep and awe-inspiring voice penetrated everything, "Although it is a war, it does not affect my commander's ability to command our army!"
Oops...
Chen Xun admired silently, but before he could speak, the big black bull looked sharply at the numb Salamander Demon General and left: "Moo!!!"
Boom—
That terrifying aura seemed to penetrate the space of heaven and earth, frightening the newt demon general's whole body to weakness. What the hell am I? !
"truce!!"
"The Baili clan calls a truce today!"
The newt demon swallowed its saliva frantically. It was absolutely certain that it must be remembered, and shouted, "Tao Ancestor, Senior Black Niu, everything is a misunderstanding. This matter will definitely not be your turn." End!"
"I will make a truce and retreat now!!"
He was covered in cold sweat. He really didn't expect that the regional dispute could alarm the immortal. Even ten thousand lives wouldn't be enough for him!
If this Baili clan could please the immortals in the sky, they would have said so earlier...!
Such a shocking sound shocked the demon clan generals in all directions. The faces of the big demons turned pale with a swish, and their legs were weak. What? !
Although they have never seen the immortal, they have always heard the legend of the immortal. If the immortal is angered, the latter only needs to point his finger at the dojo, and the mountains and rivers will be destroyed in an instant...
Wouldn't it be possible to disturb the immortals just by grabbing a piece of territory? !
Their sky-shaking momentum was instantly dispersed by the immortal's figure, and they were slowly retreating. If the immortal opened his mouth, they might never have another chance on their path to immortality.
"There is no retreat from the battle, Zhanjie camp, kill!" Baili Wentian roared towards Shanhe.
As soon as these words came out, the army suddenly pressed forward.
boom!
The military flags are shaking, smoke and dust are filling the air, blood is shining in the sky, war drums are beating, and the battle begins.
the other side.
Chen Xun smiled awkwardly. His transmission was a little inappropriate. As for what the Salamander Demon General said, the latter was really overthinking it. The two sides were evenly matched, so naturally he and Lao Niu would not end up in the end.
The Baili clan has never relied on their elders for their conquests, but has always relied on themselves.
However, the roar of the big black bull scared them out of their wits and helped these old comrades.
When Chen Xun saw how busy they were, he went straight to the point and said: "Marshal, the True Immortal Realm is about to open. Our sect is preparing to retire from the world to join us in the True Immortal Realm in the future. Will you come together?"
"Tao Ancestor, our Zhanjie Camp wants to gain a firm foothold in the Taiyao World and conquer the True Immortal World in the future!"
Baili Wentian's divine thoughts were transmitted to all directions, and while directing the battle situation in all directions, he communicated with Chen Xun, "As long as the Taoist ancestor is still there, our descendants will be here, so you can rest assured and go into seclusion."
"My war realm battalion still opens up the path to immortality for the creatures in my realm!"
"Dao Ancestor, let me, the descendants of the Realm Realm War Camp, meet you again in the True Immortal Realm!"
"rest assured!"
Evil clouds covered the sky, Baili Wentian waved his war robe, held up his life-cutting blood blade, and slaughtered the demons in all directions. His energy and blood were extremely strong, and the War Realm Camp would no longer be secluded or forbearing for any big plan.
They want to carve out a path of immortality and blood in these three thousand worlds, not for the human race, not for future generations, but only to prove the Taoist heart of the countless ancestors who sacrificed their lives in the War Realm Camp——
Let all the spirits of the realm fight out of the small realm, seek the immortal way, fight for the immortal way, and let the flag of my war realm battalion continue to fly in the great world of immortal cultivation!
Although they have been abandoned by the human race in the world, they must not be decadent or give up, let alone the mercy of the strong human race, they must still strengthen themselves!
Chen Xun glanced blankly at Baili Wentian, who had a determined gaze, and took a deep breath: "I understand, then we will wait for our realm and battle camp in the True Immortal Realm of the future."
"Haha, okay!" Baili Wentian laughed loudly and killed everyone, "Taozu, then we have made an agreement!"
The light and shadow of the sound transmission also dimmed instantly, and Chen Xun and Baili Wentian interrupted the sound transmission.
At the corner of Fairy City.
There was a smile on Chen Xun's lips: "The Baili clan's journey to immortality is still so magnificent after all. It is exactly the same as when we were in the realm. It has never changed. It is really amazing."
"Moo~~" The big black cow snorted, feeling quite emotional in his heart.
Although they are not righteous people, of course they respect such righteous people in their hearts and dare not force them to do anything. They each have their own ambitions and excitement.
Chen Xun stood up slowly and cursed with a smile: "Damn it, every time I see the War Realm Camp, my blood boils. After all, we are still realm creatures...how can we be honored?"
"Moo~~" The big black cow grinned.
When Chen Xun first heard about the victory of the Borderless Human Race, he had no reaction at all. He was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but when he saw the War Realm Battalion fighting in the Taiyao World, he was very excited.
These good things came one after another, which made Chen Xun's face smile and relax a little more. The big black cow was also happy and silently followed Chen Xun out of this beast clan fairy city.
Above the sky.
A hundred-foot-long boat was passing through the clouds and fog, passing by like a flash of light, and the huge mountains and rivers under the boat were getting smaller and smaller.
"Moo?" The big black cow nudged Chen Xun.
"In Taiyin World, find the Yinming Spirit Clan and go to their ancestral land to talk about the plot against us."
Chen Xun put his hands behind his back and looked calm, "If this matter is not resolved, our Taoist ancestors will be panicked, and it will be time to calculate the interest on the hundreds of billions of spiritual stones we placed in Dutian Wanjie Spiritual Village."
The corners of the big black cow's mouth slowly opened, and it looked forward, looking into the sky and deep into the sky, understand!
Thirty years later.
In the great world of Taiyin, there is the most majestic and tall fairy mountain - Chaoyuan.
Chaoyuan Shandong starts from Lingwu Island, the ancient forbidden land of immortality, in the east, to the Immortal Spring in the west, to the north to the boundless land of nothingness, to the south to the vast sea of clouds, with crisscrossing mountains stretching across three sides of the sky, boundless.
And here is one of the only two spiritual roots in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, the birthplace of the Mingxin Tianzhi spiritual root. It is also the ancestral land that gave birth to the Yinming Spirit Clan at the beginning of the ancient times. It has become so powerful that it ranks first in the Taiyin World, surpassing many. strong situation.
As for why their race has not fully entered the boundless world, it is because they are afraid of the current situation of the boundless hegemony and have lost contact with the entire three thousand world tribesmen.
This is especially true for the human race, where the bloody facts are unfolding before our eyes.
They did not take all the people to the boundless world like the ancient Immortal Clan. Instead, they took root firmly in the Three Thousand Worlds and laid out their plans for eternity. Even if their race was surrounded and suppressed by thousands of races, they had already prepared how to escape and survive forever.
Although their race is low-key, they have wisdom that surpasses the ancient immortal race. They work steadily in the three thousand worlds, make few enemies, and never do anything very eye-catching.
For example, the backstabbing of the Canggu Saint Clan in the era of massacre of all races, the Chaos Fairy Spirit List controlled by the Fairy Clan, the Great Star Hub evolved from the Ancient Fairy Clan, the mediocre forbearance of the human race, etc...
Their race has also suffered blood losses, during the Taiyi Ancient Immortal Court period, and during the era of mass killings by all races. For example, they were frightened by the forbearance of the human race and were unable to settle down day and night, etc.
The Yinmingling Clan now does not take sides, does not say much, only does things that all races share, and does not harm the interests of any race. They are quite comfortable in the Three Thousand Great World, and have not been tabooed by all races.
Even so, they are still prepared for danger in times of peace, and the plan has even been achieved. The sublimation of the True Immortal World has failed, and the three thousand worlds have suffered annihilation. How can our clan survive and continue to inherit like the Chaos clan?
However, today.
A sonorous fairy sound suddenly shook the 100,000 mountains, breaking the eternal tranquility:
"Old thieves of the Yin Ming clan, I never imagined that you would dare to plot against my Five Yun Immortal Sect! If you don't give me an explanation today, you will definitely sink into the Yuan Immortal Mountain!"
"Moo~~~!"
"The Five Elements Taoist Ancestor is indeed here. My dear fellow immortals, we cannot allow any loss to our immortal tomb. I will go and talk to the Five Elements Taoist Ancestor!"
