The Cultivation Alliance is a huge organization. It is made up of exactly how many member states, except for a few people who know it, no one else knows it.
The minimum standard for becoming a member state is to reach level six and possess a comprehension star.
Generally speaking, as long as it is a cultivation country, it is under the management of the cultivation alliance, but in fact, for the cultivation alliance with countless member states, there is no energy and time to manage them one by one.
Therefore, in general, the cultivation countries below the sixth level are all under the management of the sixth-level cultivation countries on this planet.
The Vermilion Bird Kingdom took nearly 100,000 years to climb from the first level to the sixth level with a rapid ascent, becoming one of the least time-consuming six-level cultivation countries.
After becoming the sixth-level cultivation nation, the Vermillion Bird Kingdom was given a planet as the symbol of the sixth-level cultivation nation, and this planet was subsequently uniformly named by the Cultivation Alliance-Vermilion Star.
On Vermilion Star, the voice of Vermilion Kingdom is the will of the gods.
Suzaku Star has a total of eighteen fifth-level cultivation nations. At the moment they reach the standards of the fifth-level cultivation nation, the sixth-level cultivation nation will give ten extraterritorial battlefields.
In other words, the entire Vermilion Star, the outer battlefield, has only one hundred and eighty, and every time one collapses, one is permanently missing. There is no way unless one is willing to spend extremely large amounts of materials to purchase from the sixth-level cultivation nation. .
As for how the extraterritorial battlefield was opened up, where did those spatial cracks lead, and the fifth-level cultivation nation, no one knew. It is said that the spells that opened up the battlefield outside the territory were given by the Cultivation Alliance when the cultivation nation was promoted to the sixth level, and strictly required that it should not be leaked to the cultivation nation below the sixth level, otherwise, it will be delisted.
Every five-level cultivation nation is in control of many four-level cultivation nations. Similarly, every fourth-level cultivation nation controls more third-level cultivation nations.
As for the first and second level cultivation country. The Cultivation Alliance expressly stipulates. Don't interfere, let them develop.
Zhao Kingdom is the third-tier country of Vermilion Star. It is controlled by the four-level cultivation country, the Azure Dragon Kingdom, and the controller behind the Azure Dragon Kingdom. In fact, it is the troll clan of the fifth-level comprehension nation.
Every extraterritorial war. All the masters of the Nascent Soul Stage of Zhao Kingdom will be called up. There must be no delay or resistance. That was the case for the five ancestors of the Hengyue School. Had to go. If you go. Hengyue faction is insurable. The life and death of his five is unknown; if he doesn't go, the Hengyue faction will be destroyed, and the five of them are also hard to fly.
In fact, the same thing is in almost every third-tier country. All are so.
Natural selection, the weak and the strong. A word from the strong. The weak can only obey. Can't refuse. Perhaps it is in this almost cruel rule. As a result, people who cultivate their true qualities are often more marketable than ordinary people.
Or perhaps in the eyes of those superior cultivation alliances. This world, this universe, is a huge melting pot. Whether it is a mortal or not. The cultivators are all being mercilessly smelted. The period of ancient mythology. Cultivators pay attention to the way of heaven. Pay attention to Taoism. Pursuing is a Tao! Cultivator of immortals. It gives people the feeling of elegance, dust, fairy wind, and Tianxin.
But after the ancient mythological era was destroyed in that sudden catastrophe, and the cultivation alliance suddenly rose, the word Tao has been completely shattered.
Facts have proved that cultivation without desires and desires is doomed to perish. This is a wrong route. Only the road of cultivation full of the weak and the strong and the natural selection is the only choice that can really survive.
Although I don't know the final result, at least, up to now, under the leadership of the Cultivation Alliance, no matter how strong or powerful the cultivator is, it has far surpassed the ancient mythical period. This is enough.
At this moment, in a certain extraterritorial battlefield of the troll clan of the fifth-level cultivation nation, a strange change is taking place. All the monks who have obtained divine knowledge in the previous three years are all in fear.
The entire outer battlefield is like a meteor shower, with countless spiritual consciousness rushing in a certain direction.
Immediately afterwards, the outer battlefield, which was already on the edge of collapse, couldn't bear the fluctuations of the divine consciousness, and began to collapse. I saw a large area of the outer battlefield, and suddenly a huge gap was opened, as if it had been lost. Only the invisible huge mouth swallowed half, and disappeared silently.
At the same time, a huge divine consciousness cautiously poked out from the huge opening, and then came out unscrupulously, swallowing frantically, and appeared with him, and there was a lot of mystery. Species are those smoke-like creatures that were swallowed clean by Wang Lin.
The same scene also began to appear in several places on the battlefield outside the territory. A total of three huge divine consciousnesses drilled out of the huge spatial cracks formed by the collapse.
Countless mysterious species followed in a frantic swarm, rushing to see people and things, it’s not an exaggeration to describe them as locusts.
The monks on the battlefield outside the territory used their full potential one by one, fleeing madly, flying in the direction of the teleportation array, for fear that they would be swallowed if they took a step slower.
I saw a sword light, flying desperately.
At the moment when the three huge divine senses appeared, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he had already realized that these three divine senses were very familiar to him, and they were his three neighbors in the rift in the space.
At this time, the divine consciousness that he had scattered over the past three years returned one after another. With each return, his divine consciousness grew by one point. Gradually, Wang Lin's divine consciousness slowly reached the level it used to be.
Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He sat down cross-legs, adapting to this strange body. At this moment, several mysterious species floated from a distance like ghosts. Seeing Wang Lin from a distance, he hesitated and wandered. He didn't move forward, and in the end, it seemed that I couldn't stand the delicious present, so I huffed and rushed forward.
When he was several tens of meters away from Wang Lin, Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"
A huge divine sense suddenly emerged from Wang Lin's body, and the mysterious species one by one, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, screamed in terror, and retreated madly.
But before they could withdraw far, they were overtaken by Wang Lin's divine sense, swallowing several of them in one bite, and when they were about to continue swallowing, another huge divine sense suddenly came from the air, seeming to stop them.
Wang Lin snorted coldly, not only did not retreat, but caught up faster, swallowing all the offending species, and there was a sigh from that divine consciousness without speaking.
At this time, most of Wang Lin's divine consciousness had already returned. Even though there were a handful of them that could not be summoned in a foreign battlefield for some reason, the strength of divine consciousness was almost the same as before.
"Everyone, I've crossed the boundary!" His consciousness swept away, and there was a wave of fluctuations.
The fluctuations of this divine consciousness immediately dispersed, spreading to the entire outer battlefield in a blink of an eye. The three huge divine consciousnesses drilled out of the spatial cracks were being swallowed happily, and their movements suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, each of them sent their consciousness to Wang Lin.
"You are very strong, I didn't expect to really come out of there."
"The space here has collapsed. As the Soul Devourer, our mission is to swallow this place and prevent its collapse from spreading in a large area. You are also one of the Soul Devourer. Why do we intervene?"
"The new soul swallowing, my wandering soul offended you, although the punishment is, swallowing the collapsed space is my only mission from the day of birth. Even if we don’t swallow it, it won’t be long before there will be other swallows. The soul is here to swallow."
After each of the three great divine senses uttered a word, they did not continue to swallow them, but waited for Wang Lin's reply. In their minds, Wang Lin already existed on the same level as them.
This is the first time that Wang Lin heard about Soul Swallowing. He pondered a little, and sorted out the memories of Ma Liang in his mind. He knew that the teleportation formation was about to be opened. If the battlefield outside the territory collapsed at this time, I am afraid that this teleportation formation could be opened. It's just unknown.
"I don't want to stop it, but I hope that the time for the final collapse of this extraterritorial battlefield will slow down."
"Can."
"as you wish."
"I agree, but the hunting of wandering spirits cannot be stopped."
After the agreement was reached, Wang Lin moved and flew towards the direction of the teleportation formation in Ma Liang's memory. Any wandering spirit along the way, as soon as he noticed Wang Lin, he immediately rushed away in horror and did not dare to stop him.
Along the way, Wang Lin was very uncomfortable with this new body. Although Ma Liang’s spiritual roots were pretty good, it was several times better than Wang Lin’s before, but after all, his body came from the house, and it takes a period of sacrifice. It can be fully occupied.
At this moment, he does not have the slightest spiritual power in his body. It is completely driven by divine consciousness. The most important thing at the moment is to find a retreat as soon as possible. While sacrificing his body, he raises his cultivation level so as to match the powerful divine consciousness and kill. Return to the country of Zhao.
During the flight, Wang Lin stopped suddenly, looked at the northwest direction, and pondered for a moment. He flew over. It was not long before he saw three Changhong flying in quickly. Behind it, more than a dozen wandering souls were not chasing after him. The speed between each other is getting closer and closer.
Zhou Zihong is a disciple of the third-level Cultivation National Fire Temple of the Burning National War. At this time, she has always been quiet, her lips are pursed, her hair is scattered, the sweat is dripping, her spiritual power is exhausted, and her face is full of grief and indignation. Lulu, glanced at the two seniors around him, both of them also showed fear and fled forward desperately.
"There are still survivors in the War God Temple, I'm afraid we are the only three of us left..." Zhou Zihong smiled miserably. Three days ago, there were ten people in the War God Temple, but who would have thought that the battlefield outside this region would suddenly collapse and even appear. A large number of weird creatures, any cultivator who is pounced on by them, immediately disappears, and even the body tends to shrink immediately, eventually losing the essence of flesh and blood and turning into a corpse.
And those weird creatures seem to like to hide in the corpse, so that as long as they see the corpse, they will immediately be frightened.
The ten people in the Temple of War, except for Ma Liang, who left alone four days ago,