Chapter 1864: The Elven Race Returns

In just a few minutes, a full 50,000 Xuan Realm masters disappeared without a trace, and in the shattered void, there were shattered battle spirits and stumps floating everywhere, and shattered weapons and armor fragments were everywhere.

The Ganges Holy Sect was directly stunned in an instant.

The twenty True Xuan Realm elders who were originally going to capture the thief and capture the king first had already aimed at Yang Ling's position, because there was a group of masters around him alone, and it was as eye-catching as the stars and the moon.

But at the same time as the tens of thousands of scrolls rose, these treacherous and cunning old fritters of the Xuan Realm retreated in an instant.

At this time, the magical energy was exhausted, and in front of them was a bloody hell that wailed and was unbearable, and more than 100,000 people were almost killed and wounded, and most of the dead were followers of the Ganges Holy Cult.

In other words, in just a few minutes, the family foundation accumulated by the Ganges Holy Sect for billions of years disappeared in an instant.

Heaven and earth were silent, and only the screams of the wounded could be heard.

"I ...... I see, it's magic...... The magic of the elves back then!" An elder of the Ganges Holy Sect suddenly shouted with a pale face.

"It's the elves who have returned!" At this time, not only the remaining people of the Ganges Holy Sect, but also the scattered cultivators of those small sects who had not rushed up to escape from the periphery were also in an uproar.

The magical civilization has not disappeared for a long time, only more than a billion years, and for these long-lived creatures in the Xuan Realm, the major events that happened in the Xuan Realm back then are still fresh in their memories.

"Hahaha, this will not be wrong, the holy decree of the Holy Monarch of Longxi once said that the opportunity for sanctification is hidden in the elf clan, and today it should fall into my hands!"

Sharul Khan let out a few excited laughs, and the red giant eagle behind him flapped its wings, directly tearing apart the void and the dense space-time vortex and pounced on Yang Ling.

Ding Cong was about to throw out the eighth-level scroll in his hand, but he was held down by Yang Ling, and at the same time, the starlight behind him was churning, and soon a starlight gate connecting the sky and the earth slowly condensed.

A giant eagle that covered the sky and the sun rushed out of the void, and the giant claws volleyed down in the air, only to scratch through the dojo where Yang Ling and the others were, but they were instantly stunned by the aura emanating from the starlight gate.

From this starlight gate, the leader of the Ganges Holy Sect sensed a temptation that even the gods and souls could not refuse, which was almost impossible to exist in his current realm, unless it was something against the heavens.

I heard that if you open the Holy Gate, you will get a chance to be holy!

Although the Heavenly Wolf True Man of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain did not crash away, he still gained a lot of benefits.

These legends and stories have become almost household names in the Holy Ruins and even in the entire Xuan Realm, and women and children are well known.

So the giant eagle folded its wings, and its huge body turned into a red light and shadow and rushed towards the starlight gate.

"Boom~"

A pair of golden claws slammed into the starlight gate.

As the heavens shook, countless splashes of starlight fell on the giant eagle.

"Hahahaha, creation, it's really a great creation!" The moment the starlight entered the body, the giant eagle couldn't help but raise its head to the sky and let out a sharp long roar.

"The elders will open the gate with me, and the opportunity for sanctification is among them!"

The giant eagle hovered up, its wings shattering countless planes and planes before slamming into the Starlight Gate again.

The twenty elders of the True Xuan Realm looked at each other, and they all gritted their teeth and pounced on each other with battle spirits.

The opportunity for sanctification was fleeting, and none of them could pass up this opportunity.

"Boom~~"

Under the second impact of the leader of the Ganges Holy Sect, the starry sky gate was finally knocked open with a huge crack.

"唳~~"

The red giant eagle let out an extremely cheerful and joyful scream, the big wings slapped a few times, and the body rolled sideways and rushed into the gate with the starlight flowing out, followed by the True Xuan Realm elders also rushed in one after another, and after the last elder also squeezed in excitedly, the starlight gate collapsed.

"Let's go~" Yang Ling couldn't wait for the starlight to dissipate, and immediately took everyone and left in a hurry.

On the one hand, this void has begun to collapse in a large area and will soon fall completely into an unknown time and space, and on the other hand, the huge movement here will definitely attract more people.

Sure enough, less than three days after Yang Ling and the others left, another group of fierce monks broke through the void and came, led by a blonde young man with a monstrous momentum, countless times stronger than the main sect master of the Ganges Holy Sect, and the eight monks of the True Xuan Realm who followed him were almost the same as the Ganges sect master.

This is clearly a super big religion.

"Heavenly Brahma Palace?"

Although the scene was a bloody and terrifying mess, and countless wounded but not dead monks kept screaming and being swallowed up by the larger and larger black hole vortex, there were still some loose cultivators who escaped from the ascension to heaven and searched for all kinds of goods left over from the battle three days ago without regard for their lives, and many of them immediately recognized the origin of these strong men, and they quickly dropped what they were in their hands and fled in all directions.

After all, there are too many things left behind by the death of more than 100,000 monks.

And most of these scattered cultivators are also self-aware, knowing that even if they have the right moment, they can't rob those powerhouses of the big sects, not to mention the overwhelming magic attacks, which directly completely crushed all their hopes.

I went to his uncle's chance, to her grandmother's saint, I just want to be a Taobao customer quietly from now on, and leave my life to God to arrange.

As the saying goes, three points are destined, and seven points depend on hard work.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, there is a tall man on top.

Now that none of the Nine Great Holy Palaces have shown up, they are all a group of loose cultivators making trouble inside, maybe in the end, they don't need to work hard at all to escape the catastrophe, it is better to take the opportunity to make more money from the dead.

And the group of elders of the Heavenly Brahma Sacred Palace were also completely stunned by the situation in front of them.

Not to mention the number of people who fell into the black hole, just the scattered and shattered dojo at this time and the flesh and blood stumps and shattered battle spirits floating in the void that had not yet been bridged could tell that the death toll was no less than tens of thousands, and all of them were monks from the Xuan Realm.

In other words, the previous battle that shook most of the holy ruins directly led to the direct death of tens of thousands of masters, and there were many more injured, most of whom had completely lost their ability to protect themselves, and could only watch themselves being swallowed up by the collapsed void black hole.

"Tell me, what's going on here?" an elder of the Heavenly Brahma Sacred Palace raised his hand and grabbed it, dragging a monk in front of him.

"Fine...... Elven Returns ...... It's back!" replied the monk in horror.

"What? do you say it again?" the elder of the Heavenly Brahman Sacred Palace couldn't help but tighten his hands.

"It's magic...... Magic attack, once ......" The hapless monk was pinched unconscious before he could finish his words.