Chronicles of Celestial Origins

In the blink of an eye, two months passed quickly. There was no distinction between day and night in the spirit world. The changes every day were all reflected in the huge luminous body hanging high in the sky. It was changing its shape over and over all the time.

When its full moon state is as big as a round mill, it is equivalent to noon in the Tianyuan world. At that time, the light of the sky and the earth is the strongest. After that, it will gradually shrink from the edge of the lower half, and finally shrink into a circle as big as an egg. This time is equivalent to midnight in the Tianyuan world. The light between heaven and earth is the weakest. With ordinary eyesight, it is basically impossible to see the five fingers.

After that, it slowly fills up and reaches its most perfect state, which is at noon the next day. This is one day.

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On this day, everyone in the expeditionary force gathered in front of a majestic hall early. Until noon, several Mahayana monks filed out of the palace. Geng Lingxu waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

Everyone jumped into the air, transformed into three teams and jumped onto the three thunder ships that were stationed outside the hall.

The warship rose into the sky and sped away.

The wind roared, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the sky that had been clear just now suddenly began to rain down with black hailstones, ranging from small ones like eggs to big ones like fists, falling overwhelmingly.

This is not an illusion of the legal formation, but a real change in the weather.

The climate in the Artifact Realm is constantly changing. Black hailstones are as hard as rocks and fall in such a way that they cover the sky and block out the sun. It would be difficult for a mortal in the Tianyuan Realm to survive such a natural disaster.

Only the originals of the Weapon Spirit World can survive and thrive in such harsh natural conditions. Whether they are Weapon Spirit creatures, alien beasts or orcs, they are born with extremely tough bodies that can resist various natural disasters.

Black hail fell for three whole days, and the sky suddenly cleared up without warning. One moment, hailstones the size of fists rained down like rolling stones, but now it became cloudless again, and there was even an intoxicating breeze blowing on the face.

The Leizi ship was sailing high in the sky, with endless grasslands below. As far as the eye could see, a huge silver fortress came into view, with a radius of about hundreds of miles. The whole thing seemed to be in the shape of a sphere, with a layer of shimmering light on the surface. The silver mirror surface looks very smooth and round. This is the rebel castle of the Qiling Clan, and it is the first stop of the expeditionary force heading south.

This fortress is similar to the Tianyuan Realm magic circle, with extremely strong defense and counterattack capabilities.

On the deck, everyone was already ready to go. Following an order, the two hundred people from the third team were divided into four groups. One group stayed on the Leizi ship, and the other three groups turned into light and left the warship. They were divided into three groups. The road headed towards the huge silver fortress.

Tang Ning followed Hong Feng unhurriedly, looking at the four directions. Their group of forty people, all Taixuan Sect disciples, were responsible for attacking the left side of the fortress.

The other two groups were disciples of the Daode Sect and the Yuxu Sect, responsible for attacking the front and right side of the castle.

The disciples of the Shangqing Sect stayed behind on the Leizi ship to provide support. The person in charge of the third team was Qiu Luo, a Mahayana monk of the Shangqing Sect.

This time the expeditionary force went south, and the team was divided into three routes, trying to remove all the rebel strongholds along the way. This castle was one of the rebel strongholds.

As everyone approached the castle, they saw a light flashing out from inside, and a square humanoid creature appeared in front of everyone. It was a bit reluctant to say that it was a human, and it could only be said that it had a humanoid outline.

Its head is silver-gray, which is different from a human head. It is boxy as a whole, like a square cardboard box. There are two silver-gray eyes on it. The entire eyes have black pupils, without the whites of the eyeballs. It looks a little scary, with a square mouth under its eyes.

Below the head, it is golden yellow, and the chest and abdomen form a spherical circle. There are several vertical lines on it, like mountain peaks, and the lower part is two rectangular legs.

The Qi Ling tribe has no hands, no nose, no ears, and no hair.

When everyone listened to the introduction of the Qi Ling Realm by the Merchant Alliance personnel in Liangjie Mountain before, they had already seen the portraits of the Qi Ling people. The vertical lines in the shape of mountain peaks between their chests and abdomen were the unique symbol of the Dashan people.

The weapon spirit man faced the Jade Void Sect monk who was attacking from the front, spitting out a series of words from all directions, like the sound of a wolf howling, clearly reverberating between heaven and earth.

Everyone had learned some terms used in the world of weapon spirits and could barely understand their meanings. The mountain clan weapon spirit in front of them seemed to be scolding everyone, as if asking why they were invading their territory.

The answer was a huge roar that shook the world. A white-haired old man who led the Yuxu Sect roared loudly. Huge waves visible to the naked eye surged toward the castle. The whole world was shaking. Wherever it passed, the space was torn apart bit by bit. crack.

There was no expression of joy, anger or panic on the face of the Dashan clan weapon spirit, but the silver-gray head was clearly shaking. Its head shrank down, its legs stretched up, and in an instant, the whole person turned into a golden, round body. Balls.

Waves of huge waves swept towards the ball and rolled over it. With a small crackling sound, cracks appeared on the surface of the golden ball.

Soon, cracks were all over the ball, like broken eggshells. The golden ball was broken in the rolling waves, and then torn into fragments, leaving only a gray-white mist-like thing floating around. .

The overwhelming giant wave crushed the Artifact Man and continued unabated, rushing toward the Silver Castle. The moment the two came into contact, the side of the Silver Castle that first came into contact with the giant wave gradually turned black.

As more and more huge waves continued to flow towards the Silver Fortress, the black area expanded larger and larger. Eventually, most of the huge silver city outline with a radius of hundreds of miles turned black.

The overwhelming waves were like mud cows entering the sea, and were completely absorbed by the silver fortress.

At this moment, the castle's light flashed, and the surface of the fortress that had turned black turned silver again, and huge waves surged out, heading towards the old man of Yuxu Sect.

It is obvious that this silver castle can not only absorb external attacks, but also counterattack the effects of attacks. Based on this alone, its power is not inferior to the powerful magic circle in the Tianyuan world.

When the old man of the Yuxu Sect saw the overwhelming waves coming, he flipped his hand and saw a black treasure bowl swelled up in the wind and turned into a size of hundreds of feet. A piece of black rays of light shot out from it, reflecting the rushing waves. Above, the overwhelming waves rolled towards the black treasure bowl like a dragon sucking water.

Hong Feng and Wu Xian on the left saw that Yuxu Sect had taken action, so they gave an order and led everyone to attack the silver fortress. Many magical powers and spells appeared at once, covering the entire world.

Hong Feng clasped his palms together, and a black ball of light condensed between his palms.

Wu Xian flicked his ten fingers, and several rays of light of different colors merged into a huge multi-colored light pillar.

Tang Ning formed Xuantian's big palm print behind them and swatted it from the sky. Everyone else also used their own methods.

Numerous magical powers attacked the fortress. The first was the black ball of light condensed by Hong Feng and the beam of light used by Wu Xian. After being lased to the surface of the fortress, it was absorbed bit by bit, as if being dragged into the quagmire.

The silver fortress quickly turned black and spread in all directions.

At the same time, the spells cast by everyone followed closely. The silver fortress seemed to be unable to withstand it. After turning into black, the surface was obviously distorted and deformed.

On the other side, members of the Daode Sect and the Yuxu Sect launched an attack on the fortress almost at the same time. The combined attack of the three groups obviously exceeded the maximum defense value of the fortress. The surface of the fortress changed from silver to deep black, but it failed to absorb all magical powers. It absorbed them all, causing it to expand and twist. Gradually, the fortress began to collapse. First, cracks appeared locally, and quickly spread to the whole.

With a loud rumbling sound, the surface of the fortress shattered inch by inch and turned into pieces of silver rubble. At the moment the fortress collapsed, many rays of light inside shot out and fled in the form of birds and beasts.

"Don't let these weapon spirit rebels go." Hong Feng shouted, taking the lead in chasing the weapon spirit running to the left, and a massacre without any suspense began.

There are many low-level weapon spirits in the castle, and they have no resistance at all in front of everyone, just like a group of lambs being slaughtered.

Tang Ning smashed the head of one weapon spirit with one punch, then turned around and caught up with another fleeing weapon spirit. Xuantian took a big palm print and beat his body to pieces, leaving only a cloud of gray gas. He turned his hand and a The black vase appeared in the hand, and green ripples gushed out from it, wrapping the gray gas inside it and collecting it into the black vase.

This mysterious bottle is given to everyone by the Merchant Alliance. It can absorb the energy material left behind after the death of the spirit. This material is the key to the energy group. After being smelted through a series of techniques, the energy group can be obtained.

There were not many high-level weapon spirits in the castle, and he did not deliberately seek trouble for those high-level weapon spirits. He only followed the team to hunt down the fleeing weapon spirits.

For monks in the Tianyuan world, there is no trophy to be gained from killing weapon spirits.

The Qi Ling Tribe is different from the Tianyuan Realm monks. They do not rely on spiritual energy. Their practice method is to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and smelt unique energy substances into their bodies. Therefore, they do not carry any items with spiritual power with them.

Since there is no profit, no one will take it too seriously, and they will not put themselves in danger in order to complete the task, so no one goes after the high-level weapon spirit clan.

A massacre came to an end soon. The Dashan tribe in the fortress threw away the corpses of thousands of tribesmen, and the energy substances in their bodies were absorbed into the treasure bottles by everyone.

Each group of personnel returned to the Leizi ship in turn. Except for a slightly injured Daode Sect Lianxu monk, there were no casualties in this operation.