With all the mana in his body exhausted, Wu Tie's magical powers of heaven and earth, three heads and six arms, immediately dissipated.
His figure returned to his original height of 1.6 feet, Wu Tie fell straight to the ground from a height of several hundred feet, and landed heavily on the ground. His feet shattered the ice, and his knees were buried in the ice.
Taking a deep breath, the energy of heaven and earth rolled in, and quickly turned into thick mana to fill his body. In just one breath, Wu Tie swallowed up the energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles, and then his figure slowly flew up into the sky. , looking at the ancestor Xuan Ming who had his neck broken but was still running like flying in the distance.
"What a pity." Wu Tie shook his head.
He exhausted all his means and even used all his strength to activate the Taichu Mian, but he only severely injured the Xuan Ming Ancestor and failed to kill him.
"What a pity." Xi Wule also devoured the energy of heaven and earth, and took two Dao Dan to restore his magic power.
Ancestor Xuan Ming, who was severely injured by his Thunder Seal, also stood up tremblingly, looked at this side with a frightened look, turned around and left tremblingly. Electric sparks continued to spurt out from his body, and he staggered as he ran, but soon he was out of sight.
Wu Tie and Xi Wule were suspended in the sky thousands of feet above the ground. Their bodies were like two huge black holes, wildly devouring the energy of heaven and earth around them.
The void was twisting and shaking around them, and the two of them seemed to be comparing themselves to each other, vigorously activating their skills and absorbing the energy of heaven and earth with all their strength.
But gradually, everyone saw that Wu Tie's efficiency in devouring the energy of heaven and earth was more than ten times higher than that of Xi Wule, and the devouring rate was still increasing. After about a cup of tea, all the energy of heaven and earth around Xi Wule was taken away by Wu Tie, and Xi Wule could no longer absorb even a ray of energy from heaven and earth into his body.
"I'm convinced!" Xi Wule shook his head and sighed, arching his hands towards Wu Tie: "Brother, I'm really convinced... You're not even a hundred years old... What a monster."
Since Xi Wule was a child, he has been called a monster by other royal children of the Xi clan behind his back. After all, not just any prince of the Xi clan can suppress the blast hammer of the ancestor of the god realm when he is in the womb realm.
And Xiwu Le can do it.
But facing Wu Tie, who was even more weird than himself, Xi Wule couldn't help but give in.
His natural talents and qualifications are definitely a hundred or a thousand times stronger than Wu Tie's, but now Wu Tie is a step ahead of Xi Wule in terms of combat power and foundation. Comparing the resources that the two can obtain during cultivation, comparing the two There is a time limit for people to practice, so Xiwu Le can't accept it.
"My luck is better." Wu Tie smiled and bowed his hand to Xi Wule: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill these two old ghosts... Be prepared. If nothing happens, they will launch their attack soon. Attacked."
Wu Tie glanced at the members of the Four Fierce Clan standing not far away.
Xi Wule took out a black token and waved it towards a group of divine masters from the Four Fierce Clan: "You, along with your clansmen, will sent out a hundred thousand miles to the north. If you encounter an enemy, delay them along the way. Offensive. If you make a contribution, you will be rewarded."
The ancestors of the Siji family took a deep breath, looked at the token in Xi Wule's hand, clasped their fists, bowed, and saluted the token.
In Jingzhou City, in the main hall of the city lord's palace, the sixteen Xuanming Ancestors were still having a banquet.
Xi Wule had made a violent move before, killing tens of thousands of the Snow Ape Tribe's troops with a thunderbolt. He also crushed and killed an elder of the Snow Ape Tribe's god realm. The huge fluctuations in thunder power alerted these old ghosts, and they hurriedly sent out Two brothers went to find out.
The Xuanming ancestors who stayed in the main hall were still carefree, eating and drinking to their heart's content.
In their opinion, if the two brothers join forces, no one in the Wu Kingdom can resist them.
If there is any trouble, the two old ghosts can completely suppress it, so there is nothing to worry about.
After eating and drinking for less than a quarter of an hour, one of the two Xuan Ming Ancestors ran in with his head covered and blood spurting from his seven orifices; the other staggered in, rolling and crawling with lightning flashing all over his body.
Both of them fell to the ground as soon as they rushed into the hall.
The ancestor of Xuan Ming couldn't utter a word as he covered his head. Wu Tie violently broke his neck and even his vocal cords were completely shattered.
Ancestor Xuan Ming, whose body was flashing with electric light, hoarsely shouted in a hoarse voice: "Brother, help..."
Sixteen Xuanming ancestors and hundreds of elders from the Snowfield tribe stood up and looked at the two seriously injured Xuanming ancestors in inexplicable horror.
The Xuanming Ancestor in the middle hurriedly took two steps forward, carefully held the head of the brother whose neck was broken, slowly rotated his head 1,080 degrees, and carefully lifted his head. The broken meridians and muscles were pieced together one by one.
Then, various life-saving elixirs special to the snowfield were continuously poured into the mouth of the injured ancestor Xuan Ming, turning into wisps of pure medicinal power that quickly circulated throughout the body.
But near the neck of the injured ancestor Xuan Ming, there was a strange wave of power that froze everything. The medicinal power flowed through his broken neck again and again, but the medicinal power failed to exert any effect. His wound did not absorb any medicinal power at all. .
"What a powerful baby..." Ancestor Xuanming who came to rescue hissed: "Hurry up and sacrifice, please use the power of the Glacier God to drive away the evil power near Lao Shiba's wound, otherwise... I am afraid that his body will not be able to survive." Save."
The faces of all the Xuanming ancestors changed.
When they reach this realm, the divine fetus and divine body are perfectly integrated into one body. If the physical body is severely damaged, the soul will be severely injured.
If the body is not preserved, then the great supernatural power and magic power that penetrates the heaven and earth will naturally be wasted. Being able to save a ray of remnant soul and reincarnate is already the best result. Even possessing the body and seizing the body is difficult to do. Arrived.
Even the ancestor Xuan Ming, whose whole body was flashing with electric light and whose internal organs were almost cooked, closed his mouth and gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his body.
The group of people carefully lifted up Ancestor Xuan Ming, who had a serious neck injury, and hurried to the tens of thousands of feet high ice sculpture standing outside Jingzhou City.
In a bloody sacrifice, groups of captured Wu Kingdom people were brought up and slaughtered like animals. A large amount of blood dyed the ice throne red, making this beautiful mermaid ice sculpture look so ferocious and twisted.
The trident curled on the tail of the ice sculpture emits a dazzling blue divine light. The boss of Xuanming Ancestor recited a spell in a low voice and murmured his request.
The divine light on the trident fell suddenly, covering the body of the ancestor Xuan Ming whose neck was broken.
A trace of strange fluctuations slowly rippled out from the wound on his neck.
The faint blue divine light rubbed away the strange fluctuations bit by bit, and you could see that the skin and flesh near the injured Ancestor Xuanming's neck were squirming, withering and decaying, turning into bits of dregs that kept falling. on the ground.
An ancestor of Xuan Ming exclaimed in a hissing voice: "What the hell is this? Why does it look like he is eighteen years old? Is he old?"
Another dose of spiritual medicine was poured down, and the injured Ancestor Xuan Ming gasped rapidly, with a continuous "click" sound in his throat. His body twitched slightly, and the blue divine light continued to pour into his neck. Traces of strange fluctuations continued to ripple out from near his wound.
An ancestor of Xuan Ming casually grabbed a captured Wu Kingdom citizen and brought him close to the strange fluctuation.
There was a 'pop', and in a flash of light, the people of the Wu Kingdom aged rapidly. In an instant, they changed from a young and strong man to a tired and shriveled old man. Then his body quickly turned into a pile of ashes. It was as if time had accelerated trillions of times on him, allowing him to spend millions of years in the blink of an eye.
"The power of time." Xuan Ming Ancestor's boss murmured with a sullen face: "In other words, the power of time... Tsk, it's difficult to deal with."
"Fortunately, the person who took action did not have enough cultivation." Another Xuanming ancestor murmured: "Otherwise, Lao Shiba would definitely be dead."
"We can't delay the time anymore. We must speed up and beat this man to death completely. Otherwise..." Another Xuanming ancestor said solemnly: "Although the Southern Kingdom is weak, they have a vast territory and several rare treasures. This It’s something no one can explain.”
The boss of Ancestor Xuanming nodded slowly: "As soon as Lao Seventeen and Lao Eighteen recover from their injuries, attack immediately... Pass the order and let the little brats of all races cheer up. Who dares to delay the war at this time... Exterminate the clan!" "
All the elders of the Snowfield Tribe were horrified. They all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the eighteen Xuanming Ancestors. Then they turned into streaks of cold light and flew quickly in all directions.
Three days later, warriors from all tribes in the Xueyuan tribe came out in full force, riding war beasts of various colors. They were divided into three armies and headed straight for the military city where Wu Tie was located.
Not long after the central army of the Xueyuan Army rushed out of Jingzhou City, they ran into the main force of the Four Fierce Clan.
About two hundred ancestors of the Four Fierce Clan's God Realm, together with nearly three thousand elites who were half-stepping into the God Realm, rushed forward with great bravery and killed them with all their might.
The Snowfield army was caught off guard, and the hundreds of thousands of White Deer cavalry who acted as the vanguard were instantly wiped out.
A group of elders from the White Deer Tribe rushed forward angrily and started beating them. The Four Fierce Clan lived up to their name as the Ancient Four Fierces. They all transformed into the Four Fierce forms, and in just a few breaths, they killed the 23 elders of the White Deer Tribe. Zu, even his belt and bones were swallowed clean by the Taotie clan’s vicious men.
The six Xuan Ming Ancestors came roaring from the army and aimed at the Four Fierce Clan with a hammer.
In just a few strokes, the Four Fierce Clan was beaten to a pulp by the six Xuanming Ancestors. Seventeen of the ancestors of the God Realm were killed on the spot, and more than 300 elite members of the clan who were half-stepping into the God Realm were frozen to death. Ice sculpture.
The four evil families were defeated and immediately fled towards the military city with all their strength.
The six Xuan Ming Ancestors chased them one after another. In just a few tens of thousands of miles, they once again killed more than fifty god-level ancestors of the Four Fierce Families, and more than a thousand elites who were half-step into the god-level were beaten to pieces.
With the help of the tens of thousands of ice sculptures, the Snowy Tribe's army crossed tens of thousands of miles in just two days to reach Wu Tie's military city.
Eighteen tall ice sculptures are lined up in a row, hundreds of miles apart from each other. They emit cold light and freezing air day and night, shining brightly in blue for thousands of miles around.
The vast snowfield army can't be seen at a glance, with countless war beasts roaring, countless warbirds flying around, the crude war drums made by the snowfield tribe themselves, and the war drums plundered from the fallen states and counties of the Wu Kingdom. The mountain sounds.
There are also some vulgar snowfield warriors who got a large number of musical instruments from nowhere. They don't know how to play or play the piano, so they just mess around with these instruments.
The various musical instruments were made unpleasant and noisy by these crude goods from the snowfield, and the sound was enough to scare the faint of heart to death.
The eighteen Xuanming Ancestors transformed into nearly a thousand feet high and slowly left the huge and chaotic military formation, approaching step by step towards the military city where Wu Tie was located.
Thousands of snowfield tribe elders were surrounded by cold wind and freezing air. They were holding staffs and pretending to be dignified, following the eighteen Xuanming Ancestors step by step.
On the wall of the military city, Wu Tie squinted at the powerful enemy approaching step by step.
The members of the Four Fierce Clan huddled aside panting. Many of them had large and small ice on their bodies, and their bodies were constantly shivering.
They glanced around wildly.
If Wu Tie ordered them to fight now, these guys would definitely run away.
The Xuan Ming Ancestors' previous indiscriminate killings had completely dispelled the ferocious aura in these guys' bones.
Wu Tie glanced at these guys from the Four Fierce Clan and shook his head.
"Everyone, this is a vicious battle. Please be careful."
Wu Tie took a deep breath, and then exhaled it heavily: "My king, I will not say any righteous official words here. The matter is very simple. If we lose, we will all die; if we want to live, we must win. "
"Don't think about being able to escape like Linghu Qingqing. I am right here and I am not going anywhere."
"Let's talk about something ugly. Many of you have their souls restrained in my hands. If I die, none of you will be able to survive."
"We are all in the same boat. If the boat sinks, no one will have a hard time."
"So, go for it!"
Wu Tie clapped his hands vigorously and pointed forward: "Come on, give them some appetizers first."
Wu Tie's words were indeed ugly, but his words made all the god-level masters in Wu Kingdom feel an inexplicable surge of murderous intent.
Ugly words are the most shocking.
As Wu Tie said, yes, everyone will die if they lose. If you want to survive, you can only win.
"Fight them to death, or be killed by them." Xiang Feiyu, Xiang Feixie and other veteran generals stared at the snowfield army in front of them with distorted faces, their bodies subconsciously tightened, and their muscles were too tight. , so that they couldn't help but tremble.
High in the sky, countless golden threads fell straight down.
After so many days, the golden sun shuttle hanging high in the sky was once again filled with the essence of the sun. Following Wu Tie's order, countless golden sun shuttles fell from the sky, covering the huge formation of the snowfield army.
Eighteen tall ice sculptures emitted dazzling blue light, and the thick cold light turned into a huge light banner, covering the army of the Snowfield Tribe.
The sun's golden shuttle fell on the cold blue light, and balls of fire exploded, shaking the earth and mountains, and balls of hot air roared up.
The eighteen Xuanming Ancestors continued to approach the military city step by step without looking back.
When they were less than fifty miles away from the military city, they jumped up at the same time and jumped towards the military city.