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Lindu y City Qing Mosen, the gray flames are burning fiercely, burning the small city like a fairyland inch by inch. In the center of this city, hundreds of spirit clansmen are guarding with weapons to resist the evil cultivators. Attack, they are wearing green clothes embroidered with Chongming birds, their appearance is very good, with delicate and beautiful green patterns drawn between their eyebrows.

The leader of the evil cultivators looked at the more than a dozen evil cultivators who died tragically at the hands of the spirit clan on the ground, and the eyes of the spirit clan not far away, who suffered a lot of injuries and were quite embarrassed but obviously did not die.

Among the six races of humans, monsters, ghosts, spirits, demons and gods, the spirit race is a very special existence. They are a race that was born and raised by nature. They have no father and no mother. Their bodies are full of treasures, and every drop of blood is comparable to top-quality spirit stones. At the same time, they also have superb combat power that matches the title of "treasures" they walk.

The spirit race is gentle in nature, and most of them practice medicine. Although they have high combat effectiveness, they don't like war. Unless someone covets their body and kills them in front of them, they basically won't make a move, even if it's you Jumping up and down in front of them, they might just be lazily nestling in the tribe, not even raising their eyelids.

To put it simply, the Spirit Race is a group of very Buddhist salted fish. As long as their lives are not in danger, they generally don't bother to move.

At the same time, compared with the other five races, the spirit clan is still relatively homeless. After the end of the Dharma Era, the population of the spirit clan dropped sharply, and then they chose a spiritual place to hide from the world. In addition to preventing the Spirit Race from being calculated, captured or swallowed by the creatures of the other five races who have ill intentions against them, it is also because the Spirit Race itself does not like to go out.

Nowadays, apart from some elders of the Eldar clan wandering around the blue star looking for newborn cubs of the Eldar clan, most of the Elder clan members stay in the clan ground and basically do not go out.

The head of the evil cultivator thought of the special eyes of the spirit race, and the greed in his eyes became more and more intense: as long as he devoured the group of spirit race people, "He" could recover one-tenth of the injuries he suffered when fighting with Dao, as long as this one-tenth was repaired, "He" was able to use part of his abilities to break the first three hundred of the chain of three thousand rules of the Dao.

As long as "He" breaks the chain of the first three hundred rules, "He" will be able to monitor one-third of Blue Star's land boundary, and regain control of part of the power of heaven, and will no longer linger on like now, only relying on one luck A tough trash man.

The more "He" thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but glance at the stalemate battlefield obsessively and greedily, and after a while, he rushed to the place where the hundreds of Spirit Race people were staying with his hands.

"He" is the remnant incarnation of the Dao of Heaven. Even if he is seriously injured, he is an irresistible devil for the Spirit Race. In just a few breaths, the chests of more than a dozen Spirit Race people were hollowed out. Pure spirits condensed in the bodies of the Spirit Race. The heart of the spirit family with strength and life force was swallowed by "Him", repairing the damage in the remnants of Heaven's Dao inch by inch, and the feeling of fullness and relaxation in the body made "Him" more obsessed, "He" licked the corners of his lips, once again rushed to the Spirit Race.

"Yi Xuan!"

"Little Zi!"

"elder brother!"

……

The blood splashed on the face, and the spirit tribe watched their partners/relatives crashing to the ground, their flesh and blood rotted and disappeared at an appalling speed, and finally turned into dry bones. The overwhelming hatred rolled up, and the death of the tribe made the spirit tribe fight more fiercely .

The patriarch of the spirit clan, dressed in green and with hair as silky as snow, knocked away the evil cultivators attacking him, his usually indifferent and lazy eyes darkened, like the forehead nose hell where thousands of ghosts are imprisoned, cold and terrifying .Holding the long sword, he flew to meet the leader Xie Xiu who wantonly harvested the spirit clansmen.

Lingfu's eyes were cold and sharp, and even though his body was cut with hideous wounds by that strangely powerful evil cultivator, he never retreated, because behind him... was his clansman!

"bump--"

His back hit the ground, and the blood stained the gray and white ground in the center of the city center of the Eldar clan with a natural style.

"Father!"

The delicate girl in Tsing Yi, wearing a blood-colored bell on her wrist, shouted anxiously. Besieged by several evil cultivators, she was almost desperately killing, and her watery eyes were stubbornly staring at Ling Fu who was knocked down to the ground. , the grief and despair in the pupils were tightly intertwined.

"It's really self-defeating."

Stepping on Lingfu's scarred chest, Xiexiu sneered, and then his fingertips suddenly stretched out. "He" moved his foot, and pressed his dirty and sharp fingertips against Lingfu's chest, carelessly put his fingertips Hit him in the chest.

"Father!"

"Patriarch!"

Seeing this, everyone in the Spirit Race was filled with worry, fear and pain, and even deep despair. Their eyes were red, and their bodies were full of murderous aura, giving people a faint feeling of madness.

The evil cultivators who fought with the Lingzu people looked horrified: they actually disregarded themselves and approached Lingfu step by step in a "life for life" killing method.

The spirit clan has always been united, and the patriarch of the spirit clan is highly respected by everyone. Now that the head of the spirit clan is dying, how can everyone in the spirit clan not go crazy?

"He" gave the crazy spirit race a cold look, and didn't take them seriously. "He" slowly pushed his fingertips into Lingfu's chest as if tormented, and the blood full of rich spiritual power flowed from the Lingfu's chest gushed out, and "He" lowered his head and licked greedily.

In the downtown area full of natural atmosphere, countless people in green clothes and people in gray clothes or black clothes are intertwined, and brilliant sparks bloom from time to time. At their feet, there are hideous and evil corpses lying here and there. Not far away, a man wrapped in a black robe pressed on the man in Tsing Yi, whose hair was as snowy as snow and whose face was as handsome as jade, licking, rubbing, sucking his blood obsessively. Insert.In——Pull out.

Wei Jizi arrived at the outskirts of Qingmosen in Lindu Y City through system teleportation, and followed the breath of evil cultivators to the center of the Lingzu tribe's underground. When she saw such a scene like a large-scale murder and cannibalism scene, her eyes widened. Suddenly across the bone-chilling coldness.

"Everyone wants to deceive my Spirit Race, have you asked my opinion?"

The warm and jade-like voice fell softly, and then several powerful spiritual powers pointed at the leader Xie Xiu and the group of Xie Xiu who fought with the Lingzu people, forcing them back with a force of destruction.

"you again!"

After stabilizing his body, the evil cultivator Tiandao Cannian looked at the smiling young man in red in front of Ling Fu's body, and his tone was full of malice.

Tiandao Cannian, who inherited the original Tiandao's memory, naturally recognized Wei Jizi—the spirit clansman who destroyed his forbidden spirit Gu incident!

The plump duck that reached its mouth flew away, and the culprit was still the person who destroyed the forbidden spirit Gu incident. The combination of new and old hatred made Tian Dao Cannian completely angry, "He" smiled coldly, "This spirit race is just It's just a ghost without a father or a mother, I will kill it if I want to, but you..."

"Can't stop me!"

As soon as the black-robed Xiexiu finished speaking, he charged towards Wei Jizi like an arrow from the string.

"Confinement—"

Wei Jizi narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers fluttered, and a green glow came out of nowhere and instantly turned into a wordless scripture floating in front of everyone's eyes. He smiled gently at the evil cultivators, and parted his lips.

Countless vines rose from the ground, keenly and quickly entangled the group of ferocious-looking evil cultivators holding weapons.

Wei Jizi's white and slender hands fluttered, and a steady stream of spiritual power flew towards the Wordless Heavenly Book and turned into vines, firmly imprisoning most of the evil cultivators, only the leader of the evil cultivators escaped.

Wei Jizi narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the eyes of the evil cultivator who was resisting the vines deepened, he smiled softly, and his every move was charming, "Since everyone is stubborn, then Wei Jizi just I can offend you, and I hope you will forgive Wei Jizi's offense when the time comes."

As soon as the warm and smiling voice fell, the vine tightened its body like a threat.

The evil cultivators who were originally bound tightly, but now seemed to be strangled to death by vines: "..."

The enraged Tiandao Cannian froze from being stimulated by Wei Jizi's words, and then his actions became more ferocious.

Wei Jizi dodged Tiandao Cannian's attack casually, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he stepped back several hundred meters away from Tiandao Cannian, his fingertips fluttering.

"Annihilation—"

The clear and shallow voice was ethereal and mysterious, as if the ancient gods and Buddhas were singing softly. As the voice fell, huge spiritual power suddenly emerged and turned into countless green glows.

The green glow rubbed against Wei Jizi's body like a "galaxy" nostalgic, and then flew towards the sky like lightning.

Above the sky, countless green glows floated quietly, and after a while, the green light blazed and turned into several figures.

Some of them lightly shake the floating dust, their eyes contain everything, some of them are dressed in monk clothes, and some of them are full of Buddha's light, and some of them are pretty and graceful, and their eyes are compassionate...

They all looked down at the imprisoned evil cultivator and the gloomy Tiandao Cannian. After a while, the Venerable Master with a whisk in his hand shook his head slightly and fought with Tiandao Cannian, while the other venerables lightly raised their arms to drive the magic weapon , different but extremely powerful energies poured out from them.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Let me go..."

The filthy flesh/body seemed to be burning in flames, and painful wailing came from the evil cultivator's mouth.

Seeing this, Tiandao Cannian's face became more ferocious, "He" tried his best to break free from the clutches of Taoist Fuchen in front of him, and then went to save the group of evil cultivators who were still useful, but "He" was still blocked by all means, and even more so. What's more, "He" was already crumbling under the attack of Taoist Fuchen.

The evil cultivators wailed in pain for a full 15 minutes, and then disappeared completely - they had been annihilated under the hands of the group of mysterious and powerful "venerables".

"puff--"

Watching the evil cultivator he had cultivated for a long time disappear in ashes, Tiandao Cannian was distracted by the Taoist Fuchen who discovered the flaw, and the soft dust whisk pierced Tiandao Cannian's chest like a sharp sword.

"I won't let you go!"

The stern wailing resounded through the sky, and after a while, the heavenly remnants completely disappeared.

【drop--】

[Evil cultivators are subdued, the remnants of heaven and earth are annihilated by the severing/scarred Jizi, the crisis of the spirit clan is resolved, and the urgent task of the slender/scarred Jizi is completed——]

[The task is completed, the space permission is unlocked two levels, and the Tianyan Disk is obtained. 】

The author has something to say: today's update is still not finished, and I will post it tomorrow morning? (kneel down and beg for mercy)

感谢在2020-08-0523:58:32~2020-08-0823:59:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yaoyao 2;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Qingshan sees that I should be 5 bottles; Shuiwanyue 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!