Chapter 474: Spiritual Vein
Kunlun Mountains, Qinglong Clan, Taiyi Shenmu.
The bright and brilliant sun spreads and falls, and there are more than ten miles of thick towering ancient trees standing between the mountains and mountains, and the dense branches that are staggered and vertical and horizontal cover the sky and the sun, like a giant umbrella with a radius of dozens of miles.
Within a radius of 100 miles of Shenmu is a turquoise world full of life. The grass is green and the forest is lush, and it looks alive in the sun. Flowers are in full bloom, streams are singing, a fairyland on earth.
Hundreds of miles away, however, the green world quickly turned into a vast glacier of icy blue.
If you stand on the top of the Taiyi Divine Wood and look at it, it is convenient to see the thousands of miles of glaciers and snow in the sky, constituting an extremely strange and magnificent picture.
At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in turquoise noble clothes was standing proudly at the peak of Taiyi Shenmu, looking calmly into the distance.
A surprised voice came from behind him: "Patriarch, how did you become this human race?" ”
Bi Cang didn't look back, and said lightly: "Very strange? ”
A huge figure slowly walked out of the shadows and said in a deep voice, "The Terrans are indeed a different race. However, compared to our Qinglong clan, the gap is still too big. ”
Bi Cang smiled slightly, and said, "Bi Lang, don't forget, the moon spirit is a human race!" ”
Bi Lang chuckled lightly and said disapprehantly: "That's just a game NPC, could it be that the human race can really have such a character?" ”
Bi Cang shook his head lightly and said, "Have you forgotten who Bi Lan was defeated by?" ”
"......" Bi Lang fell silent and whispered to himself, "Midnight?" Although she is strong, she is still far from being valued by us. ”
Midnight is too big a gap between the two compared to the Moon Spirit, and it can't be compared at all.
Bi Cang sighed lightly, a little disappointed: "If the Moon Spirit is a player, it will be the luck of my Green Dragon Clan." ”
"Huh?" Bi Lang was stunned for a moment, unable to understand: "Why is this, isn't it good for our Qinglong Clan to be independent?" ”
Bi Cang's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and he shook his head and said, "Our Qinglong Clan has not developed for millions of years, and I even thought we had reached the peak until I met her. ”
He said solemnly: "The future development path of the Qinglong Clan, perhaps she is the most important opportunity." ”
Hearing the expectation and adoration in Bi Cang's tone, Bi Lang couldn't help but roll his eyes, and secretly said cool in his heart.
It's over, since the patriarch of the family has become a fan of the moon spirit.
Fortunately, Yue Ling is just an NPC, otherwise it would be a lot of fun.
Suddenly, in the sky dozens of miles to the east, a slowly rotating Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared, and the array showed a strange golden color, covered with dense runes.
Bi Cang's face changed slightly, and he frowned: "What's the matter?" ”
There was a sudden spatial distortion in the air, and a dark yellow figure appeared out of thin air, and said anxiously: "Patriarch! According to the detection, the seal of the Kunlun Spirit Vein fluctuated violently. ”
"What!" Bi Cang's color changed in shock, and he immediately broke off and said: "Bi Lang, you immediately gather the elites of the clan to go to the spiritual vein, and I will go first!" ”
The Kunlun spiritual vein is related to the aura of the entire Tianxuan world, and protecting the spiritual vein is the destiny of the Qinglong clan since ancient times.
Bi Cang didn't dare to slack off, and disappeared in place in an instant, and Bi Lang disappeared almost at the same time, and then the entire Taiyi Divine Tree immediately started running at high speed.
Directly below the golden Taiji array, there was a colorful jade stone floating, rippling in circles within a hundred meters, closely guarding the nine spiritual springs below.
Thirty-six Xuanji Sect disciples sat around the seven-colored jade, their eyes closed, their palms pushed forward, and complex golden formations lit up between them.
As soon as Bi Cang appeared, he heard a loud shout from beside him: "Stop all the people who come over!" ”
"Yes!"
Hundreds of Xuanji Sect disciples surrounded Bi Cang, secretly conspiring with some kind of strange magic circle.
These are the most elite disciples of the Xuanji Sect, and they not only cultivate the realm on weekdays, but also practice high-level formations.
I saw that an endless galaxy universe gradually emerged in the sky, and countless pops fell from the sky and smashed down towards the blue sky.
"It's up to you?" When Bi Cang saw these people clearly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sneered: "I see that your human race is a little overinflated!" ”
He let out a long roar, and a cyan ball of light tens of meters in size quickly condensed, and an unsettling light flashed on it.
A second later, the cyan ball of light shot up into the sky and smashed head-on at the falling meteor swarm.
"Boom!"
In the violent explosion, countless pieces of grass and wood slag flew up, sprinkling in all directions, and the sky was filled with dazzling light.
"Poof!"
Hundreds of Xuanji Sect disciples spat blood in unison, and in an instant, they flew backwards as if they had been hammered, smashing to the ground, and letting out bursts of screams.
Everyone in the Xuanji Gate was shocked and said, "Who is this person, why is he so powerful?" ”
"Isn't he a human race, how can he be so strong?"
"Even the first midnight of the human race can't defeat us with one move."
Bi Cang has served as the patriarch of the Qinglong Clan for tens of thousands of years, and his realm is all over the sky, except for the legendary existences of the Heavenly Human Clan, he can almost be said to be an invincible existence.
The hundred-person formation of the Xuanji Gate couldn't even resist a single move.
Bi Cang sneered, and said murderously: "Those who dare to touch the spiritual veins will die!" ”
The plants on the ground began to spread and grow wildly, constantly binding and squeezing the disciples of the Xuanji Sect, and they struggled desperately, but they couldn't break free at all.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Xuanji Sect were shocked and said, "Oh no! ”
"No, we have to delay for at least 30 minutes for the doorman!"
"How is this possible!?"
"30 minutes?" Bi Cang heard it clearly, and couldn't help laughing: "If you can withstand 30 seconds, I will lose." ”
"Then you're going to lose!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded above his head, and he looked up in astonishment, just in time to see a wisp of purple-black sword qi that made him tremble down from the sky.
"What!"
Bi Cang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his palms, and a giant tree in the sky grew rapidly from the ground in front of him, forming a dense defense on top of his head.
Bi Cang breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "Except for those acquaintances, no one should be able to break it." ”
However, before he could finish thinking about it, he heard a "click" sound above his head, the dense branches "clicked" and shattered, countless sawdust residues fell like raindrops, and the extremely powerful sword qi fell violently, forcing his skin to hurt.
"It can't be!" Bi Cang screamed, and suddenly pulled out a spear behind his back, carrying an incomparable cyan momentum, and stabbed straight at the front of the sword above his head.
"Boom!"
As if meteors collided, the entire ground trembled violently, and the ground under Bi Cang's feet spread out spiderweb-like cracks, and the rolling sword waves swept away in all directions.
Bi Cang was smashed to his knees on the ground, his mind buzzed, and under the pressure of that majestic sword momentum, his five senses couldn't even detect the south, east, and west.
"What a strong sword skill!"
As soon as Bi Cang said something bad in his heart, he noticed an overwhelming sharp sword qi coming from all directions, as if he was about to stab him.
However, he finally managed to catch a glimpse of a purple figure, standing not far away, looking at him indifferently with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, a familiar roar came from not far away: "Protect the patriarch!" ”