I'm really decent

In other words.

Once you attack the spirit race, you will not only offend a celestial being, but may also offend the entire Yuanzong.

It would be fine if he simply provoked a spirit clan celestial being.

If Yuan Zong is provoked, it will be a big trouble.

The title of the strongest person in the practice world is not false.

If it really happens, no one is sure to be able to contend.

After the Lingwu Lingwu shouted, he didn't stop, and still led his clansmen towards Liangshan Lingyu.

The monk who was hiding in the dark was itchy to watch.

Want to do it.

But he dared not do it.

The Spirit Race is good, but if it offends a terrifying top sect, it won't be worth it.

While these monks were struggling, some Spirit Race had already entered the scope of the Liangshan Spiritual Domain.

One person rises from the sky, holding a city in his hand, with unparalleled momentum.

"The Spirit Race enters the range of my Yuanzong and is protected by my Yuanzong. No one is allowed to attack the Spirit Race, otherwise it will be an enemy of my Yuanzong!"

The voice is loud and spreads everywhere.

Show bag!

Looking at that person, all the monks complained secretly.

Ever since Qin Shujian refined Tiancheng, Ceng Hong used the city to come out from time to time to pretend to be intimidating. As for the feelings of the disciples in the middle of the city, that's unknown.

but.

Although they complained a lot about Ceng Hong in their hearts, they had to admit that the opponent's strength was really strong.

A great cultivator at the peak of his spiritual martial arts is already a top powerhouse in the spiritual domain.

Now holding a city in his hands, his strength is not weaker than the peak of Shenwu.

world.

How many great monks at the pinnacle of martial arts can there be?

So facing Ceng Hong, many monks did not dare to confront him head-on.

Not to mention.

Standing behind the opponent is Yuanzong.

Zeng Hong held Tiancheng in his hand, looked around in all directions, feeling quite satisfied.

In the past, he still felt that it was not good to leave the range of the main sect.

Now, in Zeng Hong’s view, all his previous thoughts were farts.

How could I be so majestic when I was the master of the sect? With the suzerain around, it was not his turn to pretend.

It is different now.

In the Cangxi area, he had the largest vein master, who would dare to act wildly.

the other side.

Qing Yunzong kept silent in unison.

When Zeng Hong said that the Cangxi area was his place, no one in the Qingyun sect objected.

Qingxu looked at the figure on the sky, Fuxu remained silent.

He is already Buddhist.

Since the rise of Yuanzong, Qingyunzong has no sense of existence.

Moving is impossible.

If so, then stay in peace.

Now everyone only knows that there is a Yuanzong in Liangshan Lingyu, but they don't know that there is Qingyunzong Tiandaozong in Liangshan Lingyu.

But that's fine too.

From Qingxu's point of view, there is no sense of presence if there is no sense of presence, and Qing Yunzong can also develop with peace of mind.

Go on for hundreds of years.

In the future, Qing Yunzong will still be a hero.

"The aura in the Liangshan Lingyu has risen a lot now. I hope I can break through to the Divine Martial Realm before the longevity limit!"

Qing Xu shook his head and stopped looking at Ceng Hong.

He pretended to let him pretend, and he just ignored it.

It has nothing to do with me anyway.

Ceng Hong appeared behind him.

Fu Gang also noticed something, glanced at the direction of Cangxi's treatment, and said disdainfully: "Pretend!"

Subsequently.

He looked at the Spirit Race who had stepped into the scope of his branch, and said loudly: "The suzerain has ordered that no one should take action against the Spirit Race that enters the range of my sect. I hope everyone will do something about it."

Done.

A powerful aura exuded from Fu Gang's body, deterring others.

The main veins of the five branch veins appeared one after another.

This is the end.

No one dared to do anything to the Spirit Race.

Soon.

The Lingzu had already arrived at Liangshan.

Qin Shujian came to the undead plain in one step, and then waved his hand to break the formation restriction set inside.

at this time.

The earth surged.

A thick root broke out from the ground, transforming into the appearance of Mu Yang.

After seeing Mu Yang.

All the spirit tribes who came to Liangshan stopped in their tracks, and then said in unison: "We, the spirit tribe, have seen the spirit king!"

king!

Mu Yang, who broke through to heaven and man, is now the king of the spirit clan.

At least.

He is the king in the minds of these spirit races.

It's just that if you want to become an emperor, you must at least rule over all the spirit races in the world.

But now it is known that Mu Yang has broken through, only a very small part of the spirit race.

These spirit races traveled across mountains and rivers for the purpose of pilgrimage.

Mu Yang said: "I am a member of Yuanzong's sect. Since you have entered the Liangshan Spiritual Realm, I will not sit idly by. With the permission of the suzerain, you and other spirit tribes can inhabit the Immortal Plain, but they must not harm Yuanzong's disciples.

If there is a violation, there is no need for the suzerain to take action, and I will clean up the door myself. "

"I'll wait to understand!"

Many Spirit Race said in a deep voice.

In the spirit race, the most important level division.

Now that Mu Yang is the king they recognize, he will not go against his words.

And in the eyes of the Spirit Race, it doesn't matter where to stay, the important thing is to stay by the king's side.

If you can feel the rendering of Wang's aura.

For ordinary spirit race, there are also great benefits.

"Go, I'm already cultivating in the sect. If there is anything in the future, I can ask the suzerain for help. Similarly, if the suzerain has orders, you must not disobey them."

"Follow my king's order!"

"Ok!"

Mu Yang nodded, and then his appearance receded, reverting to the original appearance of roots and whiskers.

It's just that the roots didn't retract, but exploded directly.

A large amount of cyan liquid spilled and merged into the bodies of all the spirit race.

Immediately.

Some of the injuries on the spirit clan's body were healed in sevens and eighties.

Apart from that.

After absorbing the cyan liquid, all the spirit races broke through to their original state.

The spirit race in the spirit martial realm generally advances to a small realm.

Those who are in the real martial arts realm generally increase to three small realms.

As for the weaker spirit race, there are no more.

Received the gift, many spirit races were grateful: "Thank you, my king, for the gift!"

Inside the secret.

Muyang's body swayed for a while, and all the branches and leaves turned yellow, and then turned into fallen leaves and fell.

But soon.

In the heart of the wood spirit, pure energy emerged again, replenishing what he had consumed.

"It's a big loss. Fortunately, none of the Spirit Race that came this time is very strong, otherwise, it would be embarrassing."

An illusory Mu Yang appeared, looking at the branches and leaves that were glowing with vitality, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Just that moment.

But it consumes one-tenth of its power.

After all, there is a price to be paid for improving the cultivation of other spirit races.

Fortunately.

The strongest spirit clan that came this time is only at the spirit realm, and Mu Yang has already broken through to the heavenly realm.

One-tenth of the power of heaven and man is consumed.

It is also enough to promote a large number of Spirit Race below the Divine Martial Realm.

Coupled with the addition of the half-immortal wood spirit heart, Mu Yang can spend wantonly.

Show up this time.

Mu Yang mainly wanted to meet these spirit races.

After all, as the only celestial being of the Spirit Race, he still has this need, not to mention that these Spirit Race come here by climbing mountains and wading, and it is impossible to avoid them.

and.

From the beginning to the end, Mu Yang never rejected his status as king.

He inherited the wood spirit heart of the half-immortal, and also inherited the responsibility of restoring the spirit clan.

Seeing that the spirit race is now in decline.

Mu Yang also had a feeling in his heart, so he made such a move.

"In ancient times, humans and spirits were also friends. I hope you really don't make things difficult for me."