Xia Tuo was not in a hurry to make a cooperation oath with the Great Apocalypse Clan, and first decided to suppress the Three Beads Cave Heaven as the premise of cooperation, which could be regarded as a warm-up for the cooperation between the two sides.

"Okay, let's take the Three Beads Cave Heaven to practice. ”

Hearing this, the young master of Daqi nodded and responded.

"The warriors of the Three Beads Cave Heaven are trapped in the quagmire wasteland. ”

Next, the two parties discussed the corresponding steps, and Xia Tuo left Tianya Peak and returned to the camp to prepare to mobilize manpower.

Seeing Xia Tuo go away, the young master of Daqi and Ling Zai sat in the stone pavilion and did not leave in a hurry.

Qian Shan Lie, who had been guarding outside, re-entered the stone pavilion after seeing Xia Tuo leave, and asked softly: "Young Master, Lord Ling Zai, even if we don't rely on them, we can take down the Cave Heaven Holy Land that has entered the realm." ”

He looked at the young master of Daqi, but it was a pity that the jade beads hanging from the crown of Ping Tian covered Jing Qiu's face, and as for Ling Zai's old face, he couldn't see any change in color.

"Qianshan, after you go back, take your men and horses with you, and don't take it lightly. ”

After a while, Daqi Young Master Jing said softly.

"Yes. ”

Hearing the young master's order, Qian Shanlie had no choice but to come down, turn around and walk towards the outside of the stone pavilion.

"Ling Zai, let's go, with the help of the Wasteland Bo Clan, we can also have less trouble and a quick solution. ”

After speaking, Jing Qiu got up and took the lead, and the words sounded.

"This time, I went in person to let the people of the Three Beads Cave Heaven take a look. ”

"Da Qi, it's still there!"

"Old decay, accompany the young master. ”

A wave flashed on Ling Zai's old face, and a hoarse voice sounded.

Great Apocalypse...... It's still there!

Life is not there, and death is also there.

......

Outside the boundary, the northwest wasteland, the ancient city of Qingteng.

In the middle of the ancient green wood forest, a huge cyan giant tree, the main trunk is like a heavenly pillar, the branches and leaves are like a canopy, on a branch in the dense trunk branches and leaves, Ling Lao Zu sits on it, his hands are spread on his knees, and his palm is holding a short spear that is as crisp as a divine jade.

The surface of the short spear was overflowing with a faint brilliance, and the surface was round and unparalleled, looking like a piece of jade.

At this moment, on the wasteland three thousand miles north of the Lingteng Ancient City, the Imperial Ancestor was coarse and linen, with a cane, and the breeze was blowing his beard and hair, brushing on the old face.

Yu Lao Ancestor walked all the way, his rickety body made his body appear to be one-third shorter than ordinary people, and at this moment, there was no more cloudiness in his eyes, only a touch of firmness.

His pace was not slow, and he quickly crossed the wasteland and entered the ancient forest of green vines, in which the phantom array was lost and the green smoke was swirling.

But in the eyes of the Imperial Ancestor, it was like nothing, and the feet kept stepping out and out, and the scene in front of him was constantly changing, easily crossing the large array of Qingteng Ancient City.

Whoa!

Between the tumbling cyan mist, there was a sound of breaking the air, facing the Imperial Ancestor who shot fiercely, in the face of the arrow feathers that shot at him, his expression remained unchanged, and his old body didn't even dodge.

Boom!

The arrows that shimmered with blue light all over their bodies pierced into the soil in front of the feet of the Imperial Ancestor, and submerged into the roots, leaving clear small holes in the ground.

Whoa!

Immediately after, several arrows struck, and the Imperial Ancestor's expression remained unchanged, and his steps were firm.

Finally, several arrows of light fell in front of and behind the Imperial Ancestor, and there was no sound of breaking through the air in the depths of the dense fog.

"Why did the Ancestor break into the hinterland of my Spirit Clan. ”

Ling Ancestor's voice rang out and entered the thick fog.

Hearing this, the Imperial Ancestor raised his head, his eyes flashing with light.

"For the king's ministers, loyal to the king's affairs. ”

The voice fell, and the voices in all directions seemed to disappear all at once, only the wind and fog surged, and after a long time, the voice came again.

"There is no true king in the border wilderness, where is there still a king, minister and king, I have prepared a spiritual banquet in the Spirit Palace, the ancestor has been in the future for a long time, let's have a drink today. ”

After speaking, there was a passage between the clouds and mist, and the Imperial Ancestor did not hesitate, walked forward with his cane, and soon appeared in front of the Spirit Clan's Spirit Hall.

Outside the hall, Ling Lao Zu was wearing a green robe, standing with his hands in his hands, and was smiling.

"Ancestor, it's fine. ”

The Imperial Ancestor walked to the front of the hall, squinted at the Ling Ancestor, and did not make a sound for a long time, which made the Ling Ancestor a little hairy.

Don't look at the existence of the Imperial Ancestor who is only a supernatural manifestation of the Holy Realm, but the existence of being able to return safely after being reincarnated twice is enough to bring awe.

Especially when it comes to the current situation of Ling Lao Zu, he has entered the twilight years, and there are still five hundred years to live, if he can't go further in five hundred years, then it will be time for the reincarnation of Bingjie, as for whether he can break through the ignorance and return safely after reincarnation, he is not the slightest bit sure.

"Old friend, are you okay?"

At this time, the Imperial Ancestor spoke up and watched the Ling Ancestor pop out such a sentence.

"The Ancestor has tormented me. ”

Hearing this, Ling Lao Zu bowed slightly, his age was considered big in the border wilderness, but he was still a junior in front of Yu Lao Zu.

However, the next moment, just as he was about to speak again, a cyan light bloomed in his body, and a cyan short spear floated out, manifesting above his head, emitting a burst of humming.

Seeing this scene, the Spirit Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly.

Spirit Spear!

How to forget it.

This is the first generation of the spirit clan ancestors handed down by the divine soldiers, has reached the level of quasi-king soldiers, the big war of the year, the spirit spear killed the four gods.

"Lingshen, are you okay?"

The Imperial Ancestor looked at the manifested spear, and there was a trace of memory in his eyes.

Airplanes~

Hearing this, the Spirit Spear let out a faint whimper.

In the great war that year, the head of the Spirit Clan held the Spirit God Spear to fight against the two quasi-kings of the Great Qi Royal Court.

However, although the clan lord of the spirit clan is strong, he is also afraid of group attacks, and the two quasi-kings of the Great Apocalypse Royal Court, with the assistance of four peerless powerhouses who have opened up the realm in four steps, joined forces to besiege the clan lord of the spirit clan, and finally, the lord of the spirit clan fought the blood of the heavens.

In that battle, the head of the Spirit Clan held the spear in his hand, killed the four Di Di, and severely damaged the two quasi-kings of the Great Apocalypse, causing them to flee in embarrassment, and they died of exhaustion, and the Spirit Spear was also hit hard, and since then they have sunk in the ancestral land of the Spirit Clan to recuperate.

Since then, the Spirit Clan has fallen, and the Spirit Ancestor is the second generation of the Spirit Clan's ancestor after his sitting, compared to the quasi-royal clan at the peak of the year, the current Spirit Clan has long since declined.

Airplanes!

The Spirit Spear continued to hum and whimper, turning into a streamer and falling in front of the Imperial Ancestor, gently touching the old body, and the Imperial Ancestor stretched out his rough palm and rubbed the Spirit Divine Spear.

"I know I know ......"

Appeasing the Spirit Spear, the Imperial Ancestor looked at the Spirit Ancestor.

Seeing it like this, Ling Lao Ancestor looked childish, and he was a little choked for a while.

"I am a minister of the Great Apocalypse, and I have come to be loyal to the king. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Ling Lao Zu's mouth moved several times, but after all, he still didn't say anything, and he really didn't know what to say at this moment.

The young master said, there is no need to inform the ancestor of revenge, not that he does not trust the ancestor, but that the ancestor is now in his third life, and there are not many years to live, at most it will be decades, and it is still unknown whether he can return this reincarnation.

But the Imperial Ancestor is the Imperial Ancestor, how can this matter be hidden from him, maybe when there was no movement in the dormant before, he can still hide a few points, and the vision of the Thousand Firmaments is manifested in the sky, and it is really not easy to escape the eyes of the Imperial Ancestor.

"Ancestor, how ...... things are ready"

Before Ling Ancestor finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Imperial Ancestor.

"Needless to say, I am the minister of the Great Apocalypse, and now I will be loyal to the past and repay the king's kindness with my remnant body. ”

After speaking, the Imperial Ancestor's eyes looked at the Spirit Spear again, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Come along, old man. ”

After speaking, the Imperial Ancestor stood in front of the Spirit Hall, holding his cane, leaning over his body and squinting his eyes slightly, and his breath was completely silent.

In this way, he made his position clear, clearly telling Ling Ancestor that no matter what the plan was, he was a soldier.

In this regard, Ling Ancestor was helpless.

The spirit spear handed down by his ancestor is so close to the ancestor, how can he persuade him, with this traitor here, it is already equivalent to telling the ancestor everything.

Looking up at the heavenly dome, the blue light shrouded the heavenly dome, it was the vision emanating from the Thousand Firmaments, I don't know how the young master prepared there, as long as he can get the pure bloodline of the Cave Heaven Holy Land, he can cast the curse method, and the bloodline of the Curse Cave Heaven Holy Land is exhausted.

The foundation of the Cave Heaven Holy Land lies in the bloodline, which is also the capital they are proud of, the ancestors of the human race in ancient times overcame obstacles and fused the blood of beasts one after another, in order to obtain more powerful power to protect the land where the human race reproduced.

But they never thought that their descendants would turn their backs on the human race with this bloodline, boast of being superior, and even regard the human race as a lowly race.

The next thing he had to do was to protect the implementation of this plan from being detected by the Cave Heaven Holy Land and destroyed by it.

Seeing that the Imperial Ancestor was so stubborn, the Ling Ancestor had no choice, so he could only go with the old man.

......

Thousand Firmament Realm.

Xia Tuo, who returned to the camp, gathered Fat Brother, Elder Luo, as well as the Ghost Wei Army, the Dragon Bird Guard, and the Dragon Spirit Soldiers, and under the guidance of the Yin soldiers of the Haodong Camp of the Great Apocalypse Clan, they headed towards the camp of the Jumu Bobu.

Outside the quagmire wasteland, between the rolling mist, there were vaguely armor-clad phantom arrays, densely packed with hundreds of thousands of people, these phantoms held big guns, standing in array, silent.

In front of the array, there were dozens of unicorn beasts the size of a hundred zhang, which looked like desolate elephants, but did not have the trunk of desolate elephants, and there was a giant horn several zhang in size at the center of the eyebrows of these giant beasts, flashing with strange runes.

At the forefront, there is a tall array, on which the young master of Daqi and Ling Zai come from the armrest, and next to them stand a black-armored leader.

Xia Tuo led the soldiers to the front of the formation, leaving Elder Luo to command the dragons, and he and Fat Brother climbed the high platform.

On the high platform, in addition to the Great Apocalypse Young Lord and Ling Zai, there are also ten majestic figures, and the aura that overflows from each of them is enough to compete with the powerhouses of the Holy Realm.

This is not counting the powerhouses of the Divine Ability Realm who are scattered everywhere under the high platform, these strengths are enough to wipe out all the people who enter the Thousand Firmaments, and they are not even weaker than any of the Cave Heaven Holy Lands in the Border Desolation.

It is unimaginable that the Great Apocalypse of the Dead Clan has quietly accumulated such a majestic strength in 10,000 years.