Wonderland

Chapter 1386: The Sorrow of the Spirit Tribe ([-])

What Lei Dong said made the three Xuanwu boys feel a glimmer of hope.

If the human race really gives birth to a great spiritual master, then their spiritual race will be in serious trouble. In terms of the grudge between the two races, settlement is inevitable.

Even the Wanmu Spirit Master cannot turn the tide. In the realm of the Spirit Master, in front of the Great Spirit Master who has understood the power of the ten rules, he can only perform the disciple ceremony, but cannot be an equal.

But they had forgotten the Chaos Divine Stone. After Lei Dong reminded them, the three of them remembered it.

"I have forgotten this divine object. The Chaos Divine Stone is the nemesis of the prophecy rules. If the Wanmu Spirit Master has the eighth-level immortal treasure refined from this Chaos Divine Stone, he will be able to compete with Huantian Mou, or at least stand on the throne. Invincible place." The Xuanwu boy said.

"Lei Dong, since Wanmu Spirit Lord already has a countermeasure, why do you still go to the Xianfan Sea, which will lead to the death of our Xuanwu Patriarch. This is a big loss for our spirit clan." Mu Tianjiao raised his eyebrows, feeling a little dissatisfied. said.

"Is Elder Mu questioning what Spirit Lord has done?" Lei Dong's face changed slightly and he asked in a cold tone.

Mu Tianjiao was startled by Lei Dong's attitude and became a little guilty. Although she was dissatisfied with Wanmu Lingzun due to the fall of Xuanwu Patriarch, she did not dare to be disrespectful to Wanmu Lingzun. Otherwise, if she got through, In his ears, let alone his senior brother Xuanwu Boy, even if the Xuanwu Patriarch is resurrected, he may not be able to save her.

"Brother Lei Dong said something serious. The Wanmu Spirit Lord is the pillar of our spiritual clan. How dare we disrespect him? Junior Sister Mu is just in a hurry. She just says something indiscriminately. Brother Lei Dong, don't take it to heart. "Come on, Junior Sister Mu, you still haven't apologized to Brother Lei Dong and asked him to forgive you for the blunder just now." Boy Xuanwu stepped forward and smoothed things over with his high-pitched voice.

"Hmph." Lei Dong just snorted slightly from his nostrils, but did not continue to be aggressive. It was obvious that he had been warned carefully by his brother Lei Ao before coming here.

"Mu Tianjiao made a mistake, please don't blame Elder Lei Dong." Mu Tianjiao has always been arrogant and can't stand the slightest anger, but she also knows that this is not the time to explode. After all, Lei Dong is behind Wanmu Lingzun, even though she is about to I was so angry, but I could only grit my teeth and swallow.

"Forget it, let's get down to business. Although Wanmu Lingzun has a countermeasure, it is not easy to refine the Chaos Divine Stone into the Wanthunder Divine Staff. Fortunately, Lingzun has the foresight to start early. Although the refining has not yet been completed, it is almost done. As long as you wait for a while, it will be completed."

When the three Xuanwu boys heard this, their hearts sank to the bottom.

They couldn't help but think at the same time: "Is it possible that this kid is here to fool me?"

Lei Dong has a reputation for being "unreliable". Among the top monks of the Spirit Clan, everyone knows it, and there are also many people who have been let off by him.

Lei Dong obviously understood what he said and it was not easy for others to believe him. He continued: "Elder Xuanwu, don't you suspect that Lei Dong is deceiving you?"

"Don't dare, don't dare." The Xuanwu boy said hurriedly, but the expression in his eyes clearly expressed the opposite meaning, even the two people on the side, Mu Tianjiao and Huang Linghua, did the same.

"Uh~" Lei Dong was naturally very embarrassed when he saw this. He saw a flash of inspiration in his hand, and a cyan token appeared. On the surface of the token was the word "Zun", and small lightning lights flickered from time to time.

"Greetings to Wanmu Lingzun." Seeing this, the three Xuanwu boys' expressions changed and they all knelt down on one knee.

The Spirit Master Token in Lei's hand is a personal possession of Wanmu Spirit Master. He sees orders as if he were seeing people, and is also the supreme authority of the Spirit Clan. With this Spirit Master Token, he can mobilize all the power of any sect in the Spirit Clan.

Even though the Xuanwu boy knew that Lei Dong was deceiving them, under the Spirit Master's token, he did not dare to disrespect him, otherwise he would be the enemy of the entire Spirit Clan.

"When my brother sent me here, he was worried that you wouldn't believe it, so he handed me the Spirit Master's token. Although Wan Mu Spirit Master went to the Immortal Sea, he will return soon. My brother Lei Ao is at the moment. Presiding over the ceremony to refine the Divine Scepter of Ten Thousand Thunders. The day when the Divine Scepter is forged will be the return of the Ten Thousand Wood Spirit Lord. Even if Huan Tianmou personally takes action by then, I can’t wait. Moreover, with the strength of our spiritual clan, we can deal with mere barbarians. The immortal army is like slaughtering pigs and dogs, so Elder Xuanwu must integrate all the forces in the Xuanwu Immortal World to jointly resist the invading enemies, delay their time, and wait for the return of the Spirit Lord."

When Lei Dong said this, the three Xuanwu boys finally understood.

They are all old and cunning people who have lived for tens of thousands of years. At this moment, they have understood Lei Dong's intention of coming here this time, which is to let them be used as cannon fodder for this first wave to resist the footsteps of thousands of immortal armies from the North Sky Broken Realm heading south. Buy time for the Lei Ling clan.

Once the Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Scepter is forged, Wanmu Lingzun will have the power to compete with Huantianmou, and as long as Huantianmou doesn't take action against them, the Spirit Clan will be invincible.

After all, with the strength of the Spirit Clan, the number and quality of immortal cultivators it can gather far exceeds that of the Beitian Broken Realm. Even a few Mahayana monks from the affiliated race, under the Spirit Master Token, can They can only be obedient. After all, nominally, they are still a subordinate race of the Eldar Tribe.

The three boys of Xuanwu scolded Wanmu Lingzun and the entire Lei Ling clan in their hearts, but they still looked respectful on the surface. Even if they knew that they were using them as cannon fodder, there was nothing they could do about it. .

The Tuling clan is inherently good at defense, and they guard the north of the Northern Territory. They are the first to bear the brunt and have unshirkable responsibilities.

The only thing that gives the three of them some comfort is that at least they know that Wanmu Lingzun has a countermeasure. As long as he can contain the opponent's Mahayana monks, then he will have the power to fight. At least they don't have to face the opponent's Mahayana monks directly. It's time to become a monk.

"Elder Xuanwu, the Xuanwu Immortal Realm has a heavy responsibility. The Spiritual Lord has issued a decree that it must hold on for at least 30 years. As long as it can withstand 30 years, you can retreat southward by yourself. The Spiritual Lord will never blame you. However, If you fail to hold on for 30 years, Elder Xuanwu, you should know the consequences of Lingzun's anger." The boy Xuanwu was shocked and hurriedly said: "Xuanwu understands, please tell Lingzun that Xuanwu Cultivation World must share the same hatred and fight against the enemy with all its strength. The enemy, as long as the opponent's Mahayana monks don't take action directly, Xuanwu Lingzong will definitely be able to block the opponent's footsteps for more than 30 years."

Mu Tianjiao on the side rolled his eyes in his mind and flashed four words: "The fox pretends to be the tiger's power."

"Very good. With this Spirit Lord Order, Elder Xuanwu can completely summon the Mahayana monks from several surrounding auxiliary races, and with the power of the Xuanwu Spirit Sect, you can assemble the Xuanwu Formation. Even if the Mahayana monks take action, in a short time It’s also indestructible.”

"Brother Lei Dong thinks too highly of our Xuanwu Spirit Sect. The Xuanwu Formation, even if it is arranged by us old bones, cannot resist the Mahayana monks for too long. Therefore, Brother Lei Dong needs to report back to Wan Mu Lingzun and ask him to help him at least temporarily. Contain Huan Tianmou, otherwise with the power of the Great Spirit Lord, once he takes action, our Xuanwu Immortal Realm will collapse instantly, and there will be no resistance at all."

"Hehe, Elder Xuanwu can rest assured that Huantianmou has been lured to the Immortal Sea by Wanmu Lingzun's plan. Apart from anything else, it will not be possible to turn back within at least 30 years. As for the rest, Yes, in the entire Beitian Shattered Realm, there are only two people, Jin Baiyu and Bai Feng, and then there are the two old monsters from Tianmu Mountain."

"Are all the four Mahayana's here?" Xuanwu boy heard this with a bitter expression on his face. Just thinking about the four Mahayana's made him feel weak in his calves. Normally, any of them would be Looking up at the existence, if these four people jointly take action, wouldn't their Xuanwu Immortal Cultivation World be completely razed to the ground?
"Elder Xuanwu, don't panic. Before coming here, my brother Lei Ao has contacted the Poison Fire Patriarch of the Fire Scorpion Clan and the Jin Shu Empress of the Jinsha Lake Color Spider Clan. These two people used to be close friends with the Red Flower Fire Mother. One time, Senior Honghua was seriously injured and could not come forward for the time being, so he got rid of his two friends and supported the scene for your Xuanwu Immortal Cultivation World. Now Elder Xuanwu can use this Spirit Master Token to invite one or two Mahayana monks to come. Will you help out?" Lei Ao handed the Spirit Master token in his hand to Elder Xuanwu and said with a smile, his expression was very obvious. Our Lei Ling clan has hired two Mahayana stage thugs for you, and there are also many affiliated races of the Tu Ling clan. , I think if Elder Xuanwu invites one or two more, it will be enough to make you invincible. Let alone 30 years, as long as Huantianmou is not around, even if it is 300 years, they may not be able to break through your formation. "

When the boy Xuanwu heard this, he could only smile bitterly.

The reason why Lei Ao was able to invite Patriarch Poison Fire and Empress Jin Shu was not because of his face, but because of Wan Mu Lingzun, and of course the main reason was Red Flower Fire Mother.

If he, the Xuanwu boy, did not have this Spirit Master Token in his hand, he would not even be qualified to meet several Mahayana monks from the subordinate races, let alone invite them to come out.

Moreover, the current situation is also very mysterious. Huantian has perfected the prophecy rules and advanced to the Great Spirit Lord, and is already in an invincible position. Even if the Wanmu Spirit Lord is really refined into the Ten Thousand Thunder Divine Scepter, he can only It's just a struggle, and at best it's just a chance to negotiate.

Taking a step back, even if Wanmu Lingzun can force Huantianmou to negotiate, with Huantianmou's strength, the spirit clan will still have to sacrifice a large area. The Xuanwu Mountains happen to border the Beitian Broken Realm, which is almost certain. It can't be saved.

Whether those Mahayana monks will give themselves some face after seeing the Spirit Master Token is a matter of two minds.

"Elder Xuanwu, Lei Dong has conveyed the spirit master's will. Hope that the Tuling clan, under the leadership of Elder Xuanwu, can stop the Beitian Shattered Realm Immortal Army from going south. As long as they can hold on until rescue arrives, Elder Xuanwu should be credited with the first contribution. , Farewell." After Lei Dong finished speaking, he gave a long laugh, and then before the boy Xuanwu could say anything, he exploded into several beams of lightning, shot out of the hall and disappeared.

"Bah~ If it weren't for the sake of Wanmu Lingzun, the two brothers are nothing, Huang alone would be able to take care of their brothers." Huang Hualing cursed immediately after Lei Dong left.

But Mu Tianjiao, who had a hot temper, was very calm. She frowned deeply, and after a moment, she said: "Brother Xuanwu, the only people we may invite to help at the moment are the three divine kings from the Jushan clan and the turtle head." The clan’s golden-scaled infant has passed away.”

The Xuanwu boy understood Mu Tianjiao's intention as soon as he heard it. Within the territory of the Tuling clan, there were quite a few foreign races, at least hundreds. However, most of these races were not mainstream and usually only belonged to the spiritual clan. Slave, do some manual work.

Among them, only five races are relatively powerful. Each of these five races is not weaker than the Tianmu tribe in the Beitian Broken Realm, and there are Mahayana monks in the tribe. Although these five races are superficially affiliated with the Spirit tribe, , but most of them listen to orders rather than announcements, and will only obey orders after receiving the orders from Lord Wanmu Lingzun.

Let alone the Xuanwu boy, even if the fallen Master Xuanwu comes forward, the Mahayana monks of these five races may not give him face.

Of these five races, only the Jushan Clan and the Turtle Head Clan have a relatively good relationship with their Earth Spirit Clan. They were also close friends with Master Xuanwu during his life. They often exchanged experiences together, or went to some dangerous places in the spiritual world. Experienced.

With the Spirit Master token in his hand, he might be able to invite these two Mahayana monks.

As for the other three, the Xuanwu boy knew very well that he had no chance.

Race wars are different from ordinary small-scale spiritual wars, but are about the survival of the race. For these Mahayana monks, they are also very cautious. After all, if they stand in the wrong team, their race may face genocide. Eh.

What's more, these old and cunning people may have already known about Huan Tianmou's advancement to the Great Spirit Master. This is simply an unwinnable war. Compared with the life and death of his own race, Master Xuanwu is afraid that Thin noodles also don’t work.

The Xuanwu boy smiled bitterly and said: "We know we can't do it, but we still have to go. We already have the support of at least two Mahayana monks. As long as we can get the support of one more person, then we have a chance of winning."

"Senior brother, do you really believe that kid Lei Dong? This kid is famous for being unreliable. The Patriarch Poison Fire and Empress Jin Shu he mentioned are both dominating beings with arrogant hearts. How can they really do this? Are you here to stand up for us?" Huang Linghua said with doubt on his face.

The Xuanwu boy thought for a moment and said: "This time things are different from the past, but we can't make any jokes. Lei Dong should not have the courage, otherwise it will lead to the destruction of our Tuling clan. Even if Wanmu Lingzun wants to protect him, he will have to endure it." I can't help but criticize the rest of the seven-series spirit clan. Moreover, as far as I know, the Poison Fire Patriarch and the Red Flower Fire Mother have a close relationship. It seems that the two were lovers countless thousands of years ago. If this matter is really the Honghua Fire It is somewhat believable that the mother is pushing behind the scenes. As for Empress Jin Shu, she is the concubine of Wan Mu Ling Zun. If Wan Mu Ling Zun dies at the hands of Huan Tianmou, she, Empress Jin Shu, may not be able to do anything. He was spared, and the reason why Wanmu Lingzun was able to unite with the Bone Clan to kill Huan Tianmou was because Empress Jin Shu was the one who played a leading role."

　I remember I still owe four chapters, and I will pay them back gradually over time. I will also reorganize the previous chapters during the National Day holiday.

　　
　
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