Just when the Spirit King and the ministers were grieving and indignant, there was a sudden movement in the air.

It turned out to be a hundred three-headed fire vultures of the demon clan swooped over, and in an instant, nine hundred pillars of fire poured down, and the spiritual mountain turned into a sea of fire.

On the scorched earth, the figures of the Spirit King, the ministers of the Spirit Clan, and the 100,000 Spirit Beings were gone.

Mei Yu'er just took the first step.

The demons and demons of the underworld rushed into the ethereal hall of Feng'an City, rescued the trapped Luo Xiaosha and Yan Laojun, and broke into the spiritual mountain.

At this moment, the spiritual mountain has been shrouded in demonic miasma, the original rich aura and the floating popularity of the yang realm have disappeared, and the demons and monsters are fearless and rampant.

"Haha, Cloud Ridge finally fell on me...... in our hands!"

The demon Luo Xiaosha glanced at Yan Laojun and couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"Brother Demon, are we so happy...... It's a bit early!"

Yan Laojun's untimely divine mending knife poured a basin of cold water down.

Luo Xiaosha was suddenly unhappy, and the big frog's mouth croaked: "What? Isn't it worth celebrating? This king also wants to erect a monument here to commemorate the demise of the Spirit Clan and commemorate my Demon Clan...... Of course, there is also the victory of the underworld to conquer the spirit realm, and it is also a milestone in the march into the yang realm!"

Hades King Yan Laojun closed his eyelids, and the blue flames in his two eye sockets were suddenly extinguished.

Opening again, the flames began to flicker and flicker again: "Brother Demon is right, this is an unprecedented feat achieved by the Alliance of the Demon Netherworlds, and it is also the beginning of entering the Yang Realm and even shaking the Heavenly Court. But Demon Brother, now that the aura of the Spirit Mountain is gone, the Yuan Spirits of the 200,000 Spirit Clans don't know where to go? We can't absorb the Spirit Mountain's aura, and we can't devour the Spirit Clan's Yuan Spirit, so we can't cultivate the human form, and we can't ......."

"Enough!"

Only then did the demon remember that at this moment, the Spirit Mountain had turned into a ruin, and the souls of the 200,000 Spirit Clan had disappeared without a trace.

I was too excited just now, and I was really happy too soon.

......

Where did the undead of the 200,000 spirit race go?

Before they could enter the spiritual pool of the underground palace, they were burned to death by a hundred fire vultures.

Just before the demons and monsters arrived, the soul of the old spirit king Yashu floated into the spiritual mountain with 200,000 undead spirits, looking for the reincarnated flywheel that was taken away by Wang Zi Mi Li.

As long as they are not devoured by the demons and monsters of the two realms, the primordial spirit of the spirit race will have the opportunity to be reincarnated.

......

Luo Xiaosha had a violent personality, and he couldn't find the Yuan Spirit of the Spirit Clan, so he immediately jumped like thunder.

"Hurry up and find it, turn the Cloud Ridge upside down and find out the Yuan Ling of the Spirit Clan, this king doesn't believe that they have all fled to the Yang Realm......"

When the Hades King heard this, he was shocked: "Demon brother, maybe they really went to the Yang Realm......

"Humph!"

The demon snorted coldly twice, and said disdainfully: "You can rest assured of this, this king has already made arrangements, if they really want to go to the Yang Realm, they will ...... halfway there."

The Adversary suddenly paused, feeling that he had said too much to the Immortal.

The flames in the Immortal's eye sockets began to flicker again.

I thought: The devil is still unreliable, he must have other arrangements behind his back, and he needs to pay more attention.

But he said: "It doesn't matter if you can't find the spirit of the Spirit Clan, it's just that it takes an extra thousand years, and when the aura of the Spirit Mountain recovers, we can concentrate on cultivation in the Spirit Mountain, which is nothing more than spending a little more time to cultivate into a human form." ”

The demon blinked, his two big abrupt eyes flickered, and hurriedly echoed: "That's right, that's right, then take more time." ”

......

"Bang" ......

"Bang" ......

"Bang!bang......

With a roar, more than a dozen fireballs fell from the sky.

The reincarnated flywheel was wounded and fell to the ground with a bang.

The twenty-one souls carried were also injured to varying degrees, some lost two souls and three souls, and some only had one soul and two souls left.

They were the twenty-one people including the spirit prince Mi Li who rushed to the Cloud Ridge on the reincarnation flywheel.

"Prince, are you alright?"

Bai Xiaolang only had one soul and two souls left, and the other two souls and five spirits had been burned by the poisonous fire of the three fire vultures.

A wisp of white smoke floated on the ground, and it was Mi Li's soul and soul.

Like Bai Xiaolang, his soul was concentrated by two fireballs, and the other two souls and five spirits had dissipated without a trace.

"Left Protector...... It seems that we will not be able to rush back to Feng'an City!"

Mi Li is dying, and his soul is weak.

"Bang" ......

"Bang" ......

The three-headed vulture is still breathing fire, and the reincarnated flywheel is already on fire and can no longer take off.

This is one of the arrangements of the demon Luo Xiaosha.

He had already sent more than a dozen nine-headed fire vultures to lurk in the Spirit Mountain, and when he found out that Mi Li had not brought back the five thousand soldiers of the Yang Realm, he immediately ordered these twenty-one souls to be destroyed.

In addition, he carried Yan Laojun behind his back, and there were many secret arrangements in the Yang Realm and the Spirit Mountain.

Bai Xiaolang hurriedly recited the spell to protect his only remaining soul and two souls, and at the same time protect Mi Li's only one soul and two souls that maintained the shadow.

The right protector and the eighteen warriors disappeared in an instant.

"Prince, we can still rush to Lingshan. ”

This is Bai Xiaolang's desperate fight.

It's just that there are still more than 20,000 miles away from Lingshan, and if Bai Xiaolang escorts Mi Li's soul to Feng'an City, his only remaining soul and two souls will run out of energy and he will never be reincarnated again.

There are no more white waves in the spirit clan, not even a wisp of soul!

Mi Li didn't know what was at stake, so he hurriedly fled to Feng'an City under the protection of Bai Xiaolang.

At this moment, the Lingshan Mountain has changed into a scorched earth, the Danfeng that used to hover among the ancient pines is gone, the lush forests and the purple lake are gone, and the aura that fills the mountain is gone......

Feng'an City is gone, and the 200,000 Spirit Clan has also been reduced to nothing.

The Cloud Immortal Ridge turned into a scorched earth in the flames of war.

"Father's ......"

Mi Li's soul floated to the peak of Lingshan Mountain, looking at the ruins in front of him and feeling sad.

No one could hear his shouts, not including the demons and monsters who were getting carried away and recklessly swaying in the Cloud Immortal Mountains.

Mi Li couldn't see these demons and monsters, his soul and soul were really fragile, ethereal and empty.

When he turned around, Bai Xiaolang was gone.

Bai Xiaolang escorted Mi Li to Lingshan, exhausted the last trace of his soul's energy, and disappeared with a wisp of green smoke.

An ethereal and weak voice came from the air: "Your Royal Highness Prince, I want to go to the Heavenly Court to ask for an explanation, the Heaven that holds the Heavenly Principles, why do you want to let the Demon and Netherworld Realms destroy my Spirit Clan?

Mi Li was sad again, looked up at the sky, and sighed: "Xiaolang, can you still hold on to the sky......

Before the words fell, a feather fell lightly and landed in Mi Li's palm.

A voice suddenly remembered: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Xiao Lang has always been with you, whether it is to heaven or the world, life after life, never abandon, swear to protect the spirit clan." ”

Bai Xiaolang's only remaining soul and soul have turned into a feather.

This sentence was said by Bai Xiaolang as early as 10,000 years ago.

Also saying this was Mei Yu'er.

The three of them were originally disciples of Archmage Lu Ling, and they had been cultivating in Lingshan for eight thousand years.

Back then, the three of them made a heavy oath in Lingshan: they will never leave and never abandon each other, and swear to protect the Spirit Clan to the death.

But now there are no more spirits!

Mei Yu'er's soul is gone.

"Little Wave ......"

There were no tears in Mi Li's bitter eyes.

He had only one soul and two souls, and his tears had been scattered and shattered with the other souls......

But he is an emotional soul, and the feeling of wanting to cry without tears makes him heartbroken.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I originally wanted to go to the Heavenly Court and ask, why did those Heavenly Gods and Immortal Monarchs bear to watch the Demon and Netherworld Realms destroy my spirit people and trample on my Spirit Mountain...... Are they guilty?!, Your Highness, the little wolf no longer has the strength to fly......"

Mi Li nodded and muttered: "Yes, it's time to torture the gods in the sky, what is the reason of heaven?!"