Immediately, layers of light waves rolled out from these banners, and then turned around, forming a huge ball-shaped light curtain, covering all the flying spirits in it. It really doesn't look weak.
However, these young flying spirits in the spherical shield still looked pale as they watched the sea of wind roaring from behind.
In the face of this famous "Silver Tide", even though their protective magic circle is considered extraordinary, it will definitely not be able to last for too long.
This point has long been verified countless times by countless other people who went to sea who fell in this natural disaster.
Once submerged in this silver tide, there will be no luck under Huashen. As for the ranks of Huashen and others, they can only barely protect themselves. Whether they can escape their lives depends on God's blessing.
If you want to save so many of them, you have to have Dacheng or Fusion in the late stage of Void Refinement to be able to do it.
And they went so deep into the sea, how could it be so coincidental to meet other senior experts in the clan passing by here.
The leader, a man and a woman, were two flying spirits in the late Nascent Soul stage. They chatted hastily and discussed a few words, but their faces were extremely ugly, obviously still at a loss.
Seeing that the hurricane was only 20 to 30 miles away from them, and could submerge them in a short while, one of the flying spirits suddenly shouted in surprise: "Look, there seems to be someone in that silver tide!"
Hearing what the companion said, the other flying spirits were startled, and hurriedly looked at where the flying spirit pointed.
In the billowing silver tide not far away, there was indeed a blue light flickering, as if someone was driving the light.
However, due to the influence of the chaotic heaven and earth vitality in the Silver Tide, it was impossible for the Flying Spirit to use his divine sense to discern who was actually in the Dunguang.
However, that blue light is as stable as Mount Tai in the silver tide, walking from one end of the silver tide to the other, it looks like it doesn't care about the lightning and hailstones in the sea of wind.
This scene made the flying spirits feel as if they had seen a savior!
Immediately after the two Nascent Soul stage flying spirit men and women looked at each other in surprise, they let out a long howl almost at the same time.
The whistling sound was one masculine and the other feminine, under the interplay of yin and yang, it suddenly overwhelmed the rumbling noise in the silver tide, piercing directly into the sky.
The mid-high and low changes of this whistling sound were not irregular, it was a signal specially used by the flying spirits to call for help.
As long as the people in the Silver Tide are not deaf, it is impossible not to find them who are in danger.
Sure enough, the cyan light that was originally lasing in the silver tide stopped for a moment when the whistle sounded.
If someone is in front of the light, they can find a figure inside, and turn their heads to look at the place where the howling sound came out, as if they are a little surprised.
"Which clan of flying spirits are you, why did you appear here!"
A strange man's voice suddenly sounded in the spherical mask, and under the stirring back and forth, everyone could hear it clearly.
"The juniors are disciples of the Wuse, Baiyu, and Tianpeng tribes. This time, they came here for trials. They never expected to encounter the silver tide once in a thousand years. I hope that the seniors will show mercy and save the lives of the juniors and others." .”
The man in the Nascent Soul stage, overjoyed, hurriedly replied loudly without thinking.
But after the strange man heard the reply, he became silent for a while, and there was no sound transmission for a while.
As a result, the hearts of these flying spirits sank again.
If the other party feels that they are not sure enough to protect them and others in the silver tide, they will naturally not take the risk to come to rescue them.
But fortunately, the cyan light did not fly away in the distance, it seemed to be a little hesitant, which gave them a glimmer of hope.
But in this short moment, Feng Hai had already engulfed them all with countless electric arcs and hailstones.
In an instant, thunder and whistling sounded like earth-shattering sounds outside the circular shield, causing the seemingly thick wall to shake violently for a while, as if it might be broken at any time.
Seeing this, these flying spirits were naturally shocked.
Under the shouts of the two Nascent Soul men and women, all kinds of auras flickered wildly on the surface of all the people, tightly holding the formation flag in their hands, and pouring the spiritual power of the whole body into it desperately.
The protective shield that was about to collapse suddenly became thicker again after a flash of light flowed down.
However, these flying spirits obviously couldn't last too long under such a huge consumption of mana. Their hope of survival is naturally pinned on the one in the distance who can help.
"Since there are little guys from the Tianpeng clan, I can't just stand by and watch. I'll send you out of here!"
Finally, the strange man's voice came again faintly!
These flying spirits were naturally ecstatic, but before they thought about what the voice transmission would say, they suddenly heard a loud thunderclap from outside the light screen above their heads!
Thick arcs of lightning flashed down from the mouth of the bowl, one after another emerged, and intertwined slightly, forming a thunder and light array with a diameter of more than ten feet.
In the center of the thunder formation, a man wearing a green robe with crystal wings on his back appeared in a flash.
After sweeping his gaze down coldly, he made a single-handed tactic without saying a word.
Immediately, the wings flapped on the back, and there was a loud thunder, and the giant magic circle composed of silver arcs immediately fell downwards.
The shield that was originally supported by painstaking efforts, the moment Fang touched the thunder formation, it was torn apart like scraps of paper.
All the Flying Spirits were shocked and felt that they were completely submerged in the silvery whiteness in front of their eyes.
They only felt the world spinning for a while, and then disappeared out of thin air from the thunder formation amidst the roar.
The next moment, another place thousands of miles away, Yinxiang had not yet reached the sea, and there was a burst of thunder, and the same thunder and lightning light array tore through the void and emerged at once.
A group of flying spirits who were trapped by the silver tide just now surged out from the center of the thunder formation, and were directly teleported here.
They escaped from the place of death in a moment, first looked around in surprise, and found that they were really in a safe place, the excitement can be imagined, and they couldn't help cheering.
"Thank you senior for saving me, senior is the elder of the Tianpeng clan!"
However, the Nascent Soul stage man in the lead saw the green-robed man floating motionless in the sky. With his cultivation base, he couldn't see the depth of the opponent's cultivation base at all, so he felt a chill in his heart, and said hastily with a deep salute.
At this time, other people also discovered the "savior" above, and they all respectfully bowed to pay homage.
"Tianpeng clan! Hehe, of course not. But I used to have some connections with the Tianpeng clan. Since there are members of the Tianpeng clan among you, it's not good for me to die." The man in the green robe seemed to be in his twenties, After hearing the words of the leader of the Flying Spirit Tribe man, he smiled slightly and said with a mouthful of white teeth.
Naturally, it took more than eighty years for this person to finally arrive at Han Li near the Flying Spirit Clan.
With his supernatural powers comparable to late-stage Dacheng monks, he didn't encounter any real danger along the way, but he also encountered a lot of troubles along the way.
Especially in order to bypass several dangerous places that made him daunting, he had to spend more than ten years before finally coming to this place safely.
"Anyway, I will never forget the grace of saving my life, senior. I hope I can give you a name. I will definitely report this matter to the elders of the clan when I go back, and I will thank you very much!" They are not tall, but they seem to be people of some status in the clan. Another Nascent Soul Stage Flying Spirit Clan woman has five-colored wings on her back.
"Forget it, I saved you all with little effort, and thanking you is nothing. But I have been practicing in the wild world, and I don't know much about the situation of various races. You may wish to give me an account of what happened in the last few hundred years. Let me tell you a thing or two." Han Li's eyes flashed, and he said lightly.
"Since the senior has something to ask, the junior will naturally know everything. We and the Flying Spirit Clan have indeed experienced many major events in the past few hundred years. But the most famous event among them is naturally that several great demon kings in the land of the abyss suddenly The disappearance is gone, and the entire Diyuan was finally conquered by the joint efforts of all the tribes." The woman from the Wuguang tribe thought for a while and replied honestly.
"Diyuan has been captured. This matter is indeed serious, tell me in detail." Han Li was startled, but said slowly without any strange expression on his face.
"Yes, senior. It's a long story, and it started with the trial of the Holy Son hundreds of years ago..." The woman of the Wuguang tribe naturally obeyed and slowly narrated.
Not long after, Han Li's face turned into a blue rainbow and left the Flying Spirit with a blue light. After a few flashes, it disappeared at the end of the sky.
"Junior Sister Xuan, it won't be a problem for you to tell this person so many things about the clan just now." The man at the Nascent Soul Stage asked with a slight frown after Han Li had completely disappeared.
"Brother Mian, what do you mean by that?" The woman from the Wuguang Clan was stunned and couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing, this senior didn't tell us his name just now, and his face is so strange, he may not necessarily be from our clan." The man in the Nascent Soul stage hesitated, and then hesitantly said to let others They were also surprised.
"Impossible! This senior obviously also had a pair of spirit wings, and he appeared in this sea area again. If he is not a flying spirit, how can he be from any clan?" Someone else immediately said loudly.
"Indeed, this senior claims to have some connections with the Tianpeng clan, and his wings can drive lightning. This is a unique supernatural power of the Tianpeng and other clans, and outsiders can never pretend to be. Besides, if it is really a foreigner pretending to sneak into our Flying Spirit clan , why bother to save us, or just before we left, he could have completely silenced us. Brother Mian really has too many intentions!" The Wuguang woman also laughed lightly in disbelief.
"Maybe I'm really overthinking!" The Nascent Soul stage man's expression darkened for a while before he nodded with a forced smile.
"Brother Mian, just relax! Even if this person is really a foreigner, what the little sister said just now is something that everyone in the clan knows, and it is not a secret at all. The most important thing for me now is Leave this sea area immediately. If you are caught up by the silver tide again, you will really lose your life." The woman of the Wuguang tribe finally said solemnly.
"That's right, this place is still dangerous, it's better to leave quickly!"
"Senior Sister Xuan's words are true. The cultivation of the person who saved us just now is unfathomable. Even if he is really a foreigner, it is not something we can do at all. The most important thing is to escape."
Other aliens also spoke one after another, and some even looked around again with panicked faces.