Chapter Ninety-Five: The Great Earthquake
On this day, the number of soldiers of the Slashing Army resurrected in the rest mound reached 1,000, and the number of monks who died as a result exceeded 100 million. The Netherlands was furious, and a rare mirage of the Blood Abyss appeared, and half of the sky was stained with blood red.
A day later, blood rained down from the sky, like the sky weeping, and the gods and ghosts weeping.
Under the cloak of calm, all the living monks realized a terrible fact - the cultivation realm had been hollowed out!
Even if there are countless monks in the Forgotten Lands, how can they withstand the slaughter of billions?
Many years ago, the Temporary Alliance was dissolved due to the death of Wan Zhengxiong and the silence of the Netherlands, and after the Blood Skull raged again, each sect fought its own battle, and finally ushered in the evil consequences. Even if the Fang City is restored, not many monks come and go.
However, the Supreme Elder Layer of the various sects still did not set their sights on the Netherworld, but instead gathered strength and prepared to deal with the alien beast Xuanru. In their eyes, nothing is as important as breaking through the blockade array.
Whether it is a large or small sect, as long as there is a force in the late stage of the Spirit Infant Realm, the decision-making is surprisingly consistent. What no one expected was that a great catastrophe awaited them.
After a year of silence in the cultivation realm, various forces dispatched the powerhouses of the Spirit Infant Realm one after another, wanting to kill the alien beast Xuanru.
However, all the monks in the Spirit Infant Realm have some arrogance, and few people will take the initiative to deal with Xuan Ru with others. Even if he was a person in the early stage of the Spirit Infant Realm, he still chose to go alone when he knew that the strength of the alien beast Xuanru was not lower than that of the middle stage of the Spirit Infant Realm.
In their hearts, what about the middle stage of the Spirit Infant Realm, the alien beast Xuanru is just a beast after all. Even if you are not an opponent, you can always find a way to deal with it, and you will not have to worry about your life.
It was precisely because of the carelessness of most people that the first wave of Spirit Infant Realm monks who went to Yao Mountain were all captured.
A year later, the various sects did not receive any news from them, so they made such a speculation, because their soul jade tablets were not broken, proving that they were not dead for the time being.
As a result, the second wave of Spirit Infant Realm powerhouses began to dispatch, and most of them were mid-stage cultivators in the Spirit Infant Realm. This time, no one dared to be careless, and after meeting each other, they went to Yaoshan together.
More than twenty powerhouses in the middle stage of the Spirit Infant Realm occupied almost half of the entire Forgotten Land Spirit Infant Realm cultivators. Such a force, even the great cultivators who are waiting for the late stage of the Spirit Infant Realm and even the peak of the Spirit Infant Realm, will not be easily provoked.
That strange beast, not to mention only one, is ten or eight, and it is not easy to capture it when you take it down?
Therefore, this powerful team did not hide its tracks, and flew to Yaoshan in a mighty way, and all the monks in the world paid attention.
While all the forces were waiting to sit and watch the strange beast Xuan blood, more than twenty Spirit Infant Realm cultivators once again disappeared and lost contact.
The world is shocked!
What kind of power can quietly take down more than 20 Spirit Monarch powerhouses? Also, why don't you kill them all and kill them all in one hundred, but just capture them?
No one knows the answer.
In the Netherlands, a weak soul led five hundred Slasher soldiers to fly into the hill of rest from the outside world.
Seeing the soul, the blood soldiers who stayed behind knelt down in unison.
"General!"
As if it hadn't seen it, the spirit flew into the grave at great speed. He is the same soul that has been hiding in the grave bag to give orders - slaying the spirit.
After the five hundred soldiers of the Slashing Army landed and dispersed, the people on the ground saw clearly that there were forty monks escorted behind them.
The two high-level blood generals of Xuexing and Xuecheng probed these bound monks, and Huo Ran was shocked, these forty monks were actually all Spirit Infant Realm powerhouses, and they were those Spirit Monarchs who disappeared on the periphery of Yao Mountain.
"Lord Slayer is mighty!"
The two were shocked and knelt down to the tomb, sincerely admiring. As soon as Lord Ling Slash made a move, he captured forty Spirit Infant Realm cultivators, which was really a big deal!
The slashing spirit did not come out of the tomb again, but a sentence came out: "It is all the means left by the real body! Forty spirit monarchs, although they can't let the slashing and slashing regain their full prosperity, at least thirty percent is no problem." If it's too late, things will change, so let's prepare to sacrifice to the spirits!"
"Yes!"
Blood, blood multiplication.
Blood Xing took a few steps forward, opened the second page of the Golden Stone Page, and after reading the words on it, the Blood Sacrifice Great Array began to shift shape. A few hours later, a new formation was arranged.
This formation is somewhat similar to the Blood Sacrifice Great Array, but it is more complex and has many differences. The blood soldiers standing around felt as if their souls were about to be pulled out. Even the forty Spirit Monarchs felt uncomfortable, especially the severe shock of their hearts.
"It's... Spirit Sacrifice Array?"
A weak Spirit Monarch remembered that he had read a description of this formation in an ancient book, and blurted out.
"It's worthy of being an old spirit infant realm!"
Blood Xing is a little admiring.
"You're Tanggu Lingjun, right? Although the Yunxiao Immortal Sect has been in decline for a long time, some inheritances are indeed not comparable to ordinary sects!"
Tanggu Lingjun is a veteran Lingjun of the Yunxiao Immortal Sect, who has been promoted to the Spirit Infant Realm for more than five hundred years. He is very old, and if it weren't for the order of the three princes, he wouldn't have gone to Yaoshan at all, and he was caught here again.
As soon as he heard that Xuexing recognized himself, Tang Gu Lingjun's heart suddenly cooled half, it seemed that the other party had premeditated. Looking at the Great Sacrificial Spirit Array in front of him, he knew that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe.
"Who are you going to sacrifice to us?"
Xuexing thought for a while before replying, "For the sake of the Spirit Monarch, let you be a ghost." We must use your soul to sacrifice the general's soul body. ”
"General?
Tang Gu Lingjun was puzzled for a while, and then remembered something and lost his voice.
"You mean... The one from the shogun's mound?"
As soon as these words came out, the remaining thirty-nine Spirit Monarchs were all shocked.
Shogun Mound!
In the cultivation realm, it has always been rumored that there is an ancient general sleeping in the general's tomb. However, no one would have imagined that one day he would come back from the dead.
How the general died in the first place, almost no one has heard of it. But before he died, he left his back hand, divided his soul into three, and buried it in the rest mound, and his body slept in the general's grave.
"First use the flower of death to raise the corpse and resurrect the Iron Word Army, and then use the hand of the Iron Word Army to capture a large number of monks and create a Cutting Army; and then use the Cutting Army to set up an ambush and capture us, and through the Great Sacrifice Array, sacrifice three souls and bodies; finally, the three souls are combined to water the corpse to achieve the purpose of resurrection. ”
Yuya Lingjun had already guessed the meaning and ultimate purpose of the Netherlands' existence.
"As long as there is a mistake in one link, it will be doomed. What a deep scheming! What a great courage! He is worthy of being a strong man of the ancients! Tang admires it!"
All the Spirit Monarch monks fell into despair.
What kind of existence is the sleeping one in the general's grave, who can span tens of thousands of years and calculate it on their heads. Planted in the hands of such an being, there is no life.
"Hahaha!"
Xuexing laughed loudly, and couldn't help but admire Tanggu Lingjun a little.
"Yugu Lingjun is really wise! I can't bear to kill you! Unfortunately, I can only carry out the orders of Lord Ling, so as not to destroy the general's resurrection plan. Yuya Lingjun, let's go!"
Sting!
The blood will draw his sword and shout: "Enter the battle!"
Hundreds of Slashing Army soldiers brought forty Spirit Monarchs to the center of the Spirit Sacrifice Array, and then retreated to the edge of the formation.
The blood rider took out a storage ring and threw it into the large array, millions of spirit stones were sprinkled, and the formation immediately began to operate.
Buzzing!
An hour later, the spiritual mist filled the air, and the bodies of the forty Spirit Infant Realm cultivators began to shake, and from time to time, shadows were dragged out of their bodies. First the arms, then the torso, and finally the head and thighs. In this way, the formation forcibly extracted the soul of each monk from their physical body.
None of the monks cried out in pain, but it was evident from their distorted faces and the sweat on their foreheads that they were enduring great pain.
In a few days, the blood multiplied by blood will be thrown into no less than 10 million spirit stones, and finally the souls of the forty spirit monarchs will be separated, and the entire spirit sacrifice formation will be like a boiling boiler, constantly bubbling "hot". And their physical bodies, like corpses, have lost their vitality.
At the same time, the soul jade tablets of these Spirit Infant Realm cultivators were all shattered, marking their death.
The current cultivation realm can no longer be described as shocked, but trembling. No one knows the cause of their deaths, and the more unknown they are, the more alarming they become.
Half a month later, two new tombs were erected from the mound, forming a large triangle with the tomb of the slaying spirit. The death of the forty Spirit Monarch powerhouses, the height of the new tomb was only one-third of the height of the Spirit Slaying Tomb.
Seeing the blood, he ordered five hundred soldiers of the Chopping Army to enter the battle. Like obedient puppets, these Slashing Army soldiers jumped into the Spirit Sacrifice Array without hesitation. Soon, they were corpses, too, but the height of the new grave only increased by a foot. Even if all the remaining five hundred Slashing Army soldiers were sacrificed, it would still not meet the requirements, unless there were more Spirit Infant Realm sacrifices, or a large number of low-level monks.
Forty Spirit Monarchs died at once, and the Supreme Elder Layer of each sect finally couldn't help it anymore and decided to dispatch the powerhouses in the late stage of the Spirit Infant Realm. In order to find out, some forces even used the entire background of the sect.
In order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, after most of the sects reached an agreement, they went to the two sects and one pavilion to invite the great monk to come forward.
The so-called great monk refers to the powerful monk in the late stage of the Spirit Infant Realm.
The reason why they are called great cultivators is because they have a strong accumulation, and their strength far exceeds that of the ordinary late stage of the Spirit Infant Realm, and there is an insurmountable gap between them and the middle stage of the Spirit Infant Realm. This gap is difficult to make up for by quantity alone.
After many years, three legendary figures gathered together again.