The distinctly intense fluctuations of the white tiger slowly reverberated, and he recalled the protracted war back then!
"The Nine Soul Clan of the Yin Spirit Realm is not only deeply cultivated, but also possesses the magical art of combining rhythms. The initial extermination operation was very unsuccessful. The ancient practitioners and guardians who were responsible for the extermination of pagan religions in the early stage suffered heavy casualties. My relatives went to the Yinling Realm, led me to protect the ancient realm, and directly subordinated to encircle and suppress the Nine Soul Clan, and the situation changed!"
"Later, the battle between Tiansheng and his guardian clan suddenly intensified, and the situation took a turn for the worse. In thousands of years, the Nine Soul clan was completely wiped out from the Yinling world!"
"In the end, the nine elders of the Nine Soul Clan wanted to send away many descendants of the Nine Soul Clan, and the lord of the God Race separated the entire Yin and Spirit Realm from all space levels, and cut off the nine soul clan's descendants. The last retreat, the Nine Great Elders of the Nine Souls just gave up fighting!"
The black crystal showed earth-shattering battle scenes. In that eerie green space, all auras were churning, the distinction between heaven and earth disappeared completely, and all things with strange and strange appearances wailed endlessly. The pictures of millions of levels are superimposed together, vividly showing the ancient battle in front of Bu Feng and the tiger fighting spirit!
The pictures are superimposed one after another. In those pictures, huge ghosts and beasts are impacting on the barren plains of the Yinling Realm. The ghosts and beasts that are the size of large mountain peaks can only rely on abnormal physical strength. The plain trembled, and the terrifying weight carried the super speed to form an extremely terrifying impact force, which knocked those practitioners who had not floated to pieces, and the energy protection of the practitioners could not resist such a powerful impact. There are even some ghosts and beasts holding an oval stick in their hands. The khaki stick looks like a mountain top, and there are even trees on it.
The terrifying huge ghost beast stretched out its hand and waved fiercely, and a shock wave was sent out from the top of the hill, but it was a shock wave formed by compressing the air at an extremely fast speed. The speed and force of the wave were very powerful. If it hit the practitioner directly, the practitioner would definitely be thrown into the air.
However, the shortcomings of these huge ghost beasts are very obvious. Apart from such a huge body, they have almost no other abilities. Practitioners can not be afraid of the impact and attack of ghosts and beasts, and can concentrate on releasing large-scale attack spells, with raging flames or monstrous waters pouring down from the sky, submerging those ghosts and beasts that cannot dodge because of their huge bodies. In the sea of spells, although these large ghost beasts have strong body defense capabilities, they cannot resist such attacks, so these ghost beasts often become the prey of those practitioners in the later stages of the battle.
In addition, those strange creatures in the Yin spirit world have obviously reached the level of ghost commanders or even ghost kings, manipulating their respective domain abilities, and confronting holy spirit-level practitioners of the ancient or monster races. The Yin Lingqi of the world was shocked and shaken, and the dazzling luster flashed from time to time—
However, after the levels of the pictures gradually infiltrated, Bu Feng began to discover that in those pictures there appeared one by one masters who were far beyond the level of the Holy Spirit. They did not know what kind of race they were. Some appeared in the shape of humans, while others were Appears in the shape of a beast.
Mental fluctuations and all kinds of strange fluctuations are attacking each other in units of millions of layers. Every impact of the seemingly silent fluctuations will lift the surface of the Yinling world hundreds of kilometers away. If there are other practitioners who are not of the same level around, they will definitely be wiped out in this violent wave storm.
Fierce and tragic battles flashed in the superimposed images, and Bu Feng was already dazzled. The rapidly changing levels made Bu Feng's mental fluctuations also increase to the highest level of two million. The brain has a tendency to shut down at any time.
Just when Bu Feng was a little dizzy, he suddenly found a familiar figure from the layers of pictures, a figure that should not appear in this picture.
"Xuan Ten!"
Bu Feng exclaimed, and soon he realized that he had made a mentally handicapped mistake. According to the white tiger, these pictures recorded battle scenes hundreds of thousands of years ago. How could there be Xuan Shi at that time? In any case, Bu Feng couldn't believe that Xuan Shi was already hundreds of thousands of years old.
After observing carefully for a while, Bu Feng saw practitioners who looked very similar to Xuan Shi in the next screen, all wearing simple clothes of animal skins, holding huge weapons, swords or giant battle axes , chopping out a series of violent fluctuations in the sky, bringing out a series of black space fluctuations of tens of thousands of meters. If the space of the Yin and Spirit World has not been completely imprisoned by the Heavenly Saint, I am afraid that the blow is enough to pierce through tens of thousands of meters. There are thousands of spatial dimensions, Bu Feng's heart trembled when he saw it, this is the Wu clan member of the Xuan eleven clan——
There are also some other practitioners, whose pale faces do not have the slightest trace of blood. The hands of these practitioners are crossed, superimposing strange handprints one by one, and then accompanied by those weird handprints, waves of mental fluctuations It exploded under the superimposition of handprints, and its power was terrifying, no less than those ordinary warriors of Xuan Shi.
"Superimposing rhythm!" Bu Feng's heart moved, and he couldn't help whispering to himself. The time he spent in the seamless space let him know that the strange method of superimposing rhythm that he had comprehended was not a simple technique. , this peculiar skill is considered to be innate, and only the mysterious Xuan people in the witch realm have the blood to use this skill. The existence of other races, no matter how powerful their spiritual cultivation is, cannot comprehend this unique skill.
Although Bu Feng has always believed that he can comprehend this peculiar rhythm superposition technique is influenced by the superimposed space rhythm left by Yu Boya, but this does not prevent practitioners like Xuan Shi and Sloppy Old Daoist from doubting Bu The origin of the wind!
The ancient battle scene made Bu Feng feel deeply shocked. Those warriors of the Wu clan and people of the Xuan clan, no matter which one they are, can easily defeat Bu Feng. Of course, the people of the Xuan clan can only use the fluctuation of spiritual power If he attacks, Bu Feng may be able to activate the devouring effect of the Tianxin Chain at a specific moment through a certain method, so as to protect himself from harm—
Involuntarily looking at the men in brown robes who were fighting with those masters of the Xuan and Wu clans, Bu Feng felt helpless and shocked again. After being shocked, Bu Feng couldn't help but smile wryly, because of his shallow knowledge and arrogance.
These people in brown robes made Bu Feng feel once again what it means to have a sky beyond the sky, and someone beyond others. Not long ago, the top masters that Bu Feng knew, whether it was the honest and innocent Xuan Shi, or the sloppy old man and the red-haired old man. These mysterious brown robes are artificial reference standards, and they are only at the entry-level level.
Almost everyone in brown robes resisted the combined attack of a Xuan clan and a Wu clan, but they didn't appear to be in a hurry. Although the battle scene was only preserved by the white tiger from the battlefield hundreds of thousands of years ago, but Bu Feng still saw some tricks from inside. Those Xuan people's rhythm superposition skills are obviously much worse than those of the brown robes. Judging from the increase in the attack effect, Bu Feng speculates that those Xuan people are just like him. By superimposing special rhythms with special handprints, the fluctuation effect can be doubled. However, most of the people in brown robes can superimpose and increase the fluctuation effect by more than three times.
"Sure enough, it's the rhythm superimposition of the Butian God Clan—" The Tiger Fighting Soul locked the brown robed man in the superimposed images through the mental tentacles, and murmured in a deep voice: "It seems that the Nine Soul Clan really came from the Bu Tian God Clan." The Celestial Clan has defected, no wonder the Venerable God Clan can't tolerate it, and insists on putting this clan to death!"
Baihu, who had experienced the great battle back then, naturally knew this.
Nodding silently, the white tiger in the mid-air of the hall let out a low growl, straightened its body, and suddenly a white light lit up in the black hall, and the superimposed images of millions of layers disappeared immediately, and the white tiger's figure stood in the dark. The majesty is even more unstoppable in the white light!
Immediately afterwards, the black crystal gradually expanded in front of Bu Feng's eyes, but it was Bu Feng's own mental subtlety that was unknowingly affected by the black crystal, not the change in the physical properties of the crystal.
On the black crystal that has become hundreds of times its original size, only the last picture remains.
The low fluctuations of the white tiger seemed to come from ancient singing.
"The last battle even had to alarm the venerable of the Butian clan. After the war reached a stalemate, the venerable struck through the air from the Holy Land of the God Clan. Seven of them were destroyed in one blow, and only two elders with the most advanced cultivation survived the Venerable's piercing blow, but they were also seriously injured, and nine out of ten of their cultivation was lost. !"
On the screen, a dazzling wave spanning the entire space of the Yinling world, like a surging water wave, swept across the entire screen, and swept across all possible layers of the nine souls in the Yinling world. The existence swept by the light turned into nothingness, and even the two warriors from the martial clan who hadn't had time to avoid it completely disappeared in the powerful fluctuation.
After the dazzling brilliance gradually faded, the place where the elders of the Nine Souls gathered was already a piece of ruins, without any signs of living things. The only thing left were two crumbling figures, both of which were covered with silk. There was a trace of white air, and strands of brown long-distance running, revealing the crystal-clear complexion covered under the brown robe.
The white tiger's huge body descended from the sky, its huge wings flapped slightly, and the white murderous aura from the one horn crazily rushed towards the two crumbling figures in the ruins.
The pale white luster drew a faint trajectory, and one of the two elders had already blocked the crazy murderous aura emanating from the white tiger. With a light swing of his right hand, the almost nothing pale white luster surrounded the white tiger. The menacing murderous aura was completely directed to other azimuth levels in the Yinling world.
The white tiger roared in a low voice: "The elder was seriously injured, but he actually blocked my murderous intent, even though it was at the cost of his life! His cultivation is unfathomable, comparable to my original!"
Following the low-pitched singing of the white tiger in the hall, the figure in the picture turned into a trace of pale white luster, floating gently in the ghost space!
In the rafters and the memory of the ancients, Yuesheng White Tiger suddenly spread its huge wings, and its huge body rushed towards the only remaining elder with unparalleled speed. Stubborn and angry!
In the vast ruins with a radius of more than a hundred kilometers, the elder under the brown robe unexpectedly had a strange smile in his eyes, and his hands gently squeezed a strange handprint, Streaks of pale white light flowed from his body and passed into the handprint. Following the flow of the strange handprint's luster, the elder's body began to disappear from the lower half of his feet, and the white light carried his life Rushing into the strange handprints, the light of the handprints became more and more bright with the death of the elder's life!
There was a loud bang!