After a series of wars, his vitality was greatly damaged. The major clans and sects are all attached to the Holy Light Temple, that is, the power of Lin Mu to survive. Now that the situation is temporarily stable, they need to restore their clan's roots as soon as possible.

When the many cultivators dispersed, they returned to their own sect clans. The former glory is long gone. It's nice to be able to keep the roots. If you want to get back to the top, I'm afraid it will take a long time to repair.

During this time, we have been coming together, and all the forces have been exerted and grown together. The sudden dispersion made some people a little uncomfortable. From this era to the present, it is too complicated, and every step is like walking on thin ice.

In the outer square of the Temple of Light, there were still a small number of people who had not left. He bowed his hand respectfully: "Holy Lord, can I continue to stay when I ask for it?" There is really something unspeakable, even if I go back, it will be useless." ”

At this moment, inside the Holy Light Temple, Lin Mu was cultivating. A shield of qi shrouded him, and he needed strong spiritual power to stabilize the energy of the Saint Emperor's Tomb that he had just refined, so he didn't have the energy to react.

"If the Lord does not agree, then we will have to find a place to stay outside the temple. We know very well that the Holy Lord wants us to survive on our own, but now that our people are weak, we can't afford to restore the past.

There was still no response, and even their contact with Lin Mu was cut off. It has been a period of time since they were saved, but the difference in each person's physique has caused them to be unable to quickly recover their spiritual cultivation.

The reasons for not wanting to leave are, firstly, that they are not able to protect themselves, and secondly, that they have nowhere to go. I sincerely ask the Holy Lord if you can keep them here. But it seems that after the Holy Lord returned from the tomb of the Holy Emperor, something changed.

Before the Xuanyu Fairy came, it seemed that there was something very important, but in the end, he left in a negative mood, and no one knew what happened here, and he didn't dare to inquire easily. But there must be something to do with the Holy Lord.

Time passed minute by minute, night to day, day to night, and there was still no life. This part of the people has a plan, since there is no opposition, then it is better to stay directly, it should be nothing.

I didn't dare to enter the temple because there was something strange about the Holy Lord. Therefore, many cultivators sat directly on the square. Although this is also the area of the Holy Light Temple, it lacks the protection of the Holy Light. The occasional ripple is also very thin.

The hands were sealed, and the runes were flying, attracting the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly repairing their damaged meridians. They are so weak that their spiritual power can't be completely repaired for a while, so they can only come step by step, carefully.

Lingzi Flying, in the periphery of this Holy Light Temple, although there is no defensive protection of the enchantment, but the spiritual energy is very pure and full. They didn't leave here, and that's part of the reason, it seems to be a little too much of a temple aura.

There is nothing to do, and many cultivators have been in this state for a long time. Their spiritual power is also gradually recovering. At a certain moment, a figure sitting in the center slowly opened its eyes and stood up expressionlessly.

I saw him step by step in front of the outermost light mask, which was originally only an occasional defense. His hands are sealed, and he is very mechanical and spiritual. After a while, his palms slammed into the light mask, and boom!

Poof, tear, pull! A slight fluctuation came, and a crack appeared on the light mask, which quickly spread open. Then quietly disappear. Seeing this, a sneer rose at the corner of this person's mouth, and then his breath changed suddenly.

Turning his head, a flash of air flashed in his eyes, and he returned to normal. At this time, someone had already opened their eyes and looked at him, showing a puzzled expression: "What were you doing just now? It's not easy to stay here, don't ...... it."

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Do you think it's safe enough to stay here? Tell you, you're about to die, the existence of the Spirit Race is a mistake, and extinction is the best outcome. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of this person exploded violently. A powerful impact instantly lifted everyone away. didn't even have time to react, and fell directly to the ground. They looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and the black gas continued to sweep through.

In this thick tornado, black qi condensed into bodies and continued to fall in front of them. These beings are nothing else, they are the ghost generals derived from meditation. Now the spirit race is completely surrounded, and there is no way back.

"Who are you? This is the Holy Light Temple, are you already rampant to this point?dare to do something here?" Although the Spirit Clan is weak now, at least it is still a cultivator, and basic calmness still needs to be possessed.

"Huh...... Ha ha...... See for yourselves, see if it is within the defense of the Light, and what about your so-called Holy Lord, who will come out to save you. Why? I gave up on you at a critical moment? Ridiculous. ”

The seal changes, and the people of the Spirit Race form an enchantment, wanting to defend it temporarily. But the evil aura on the ghost general's body surged, and it was washed away in an instant. The crowd was attacked and flew out directly. A stream of blood erupted from each person's mouth.

"The Lord has a destiny, and today your spirit race is the first object of destruction. So there's no point in resisting, just accept it. As he spoke, his hands changed, and the sinister aura surged, and a mysterious enchantment mark condensed in the sky.

Boom, pop, pop, boom, gray-black arcs fell, constantly hitting the bodies of every Spirit Clan. The sudden change, they were powerless to parry, so they could only be slaughtered by others, miserable.

The powerful yin aura surrounded everyone, and everyone who wanted to resist was directly killed. It's destined to be all destroyed, so even if it is to beg for mercy, it is too late now. The duty of the ghost general is to kill people, and he has no right to decide.

One after another, the body exploded, and the spirit children continued to scatter, and some of them were forcibly absorbed. This situation is not that Lin Mu does not appear to save him, but that he does not know it at all. Absorb the power of the Holy Emperor's Tomb, and shield the six senses.

The huge gray-black claws grabbed the necks of all the Spirit Race people, lifting them up easily. The flame in the ghost general's hand rose: "Anyway, it's death, why don't you make a little contribution to the Lord, how about refining it into a spirit pill?"

The power of the demonic fire wrapped around everyone's body like a chain. Burning from the inside out, everyone is suffering greatly, powerless to resist, and even calling for help has become powerless, this is the doomed end?

The flames surrounded them, but at this time, everyone's hearts were already dead, so they no longer struggled, and had only one thought: "Even if it is to be destroyed, my spirit clan must realize its own value, and I will not let you succeed easily." ”

No one came to the rescue, and the fall of the Spirit Race was just the beginning. But it was so easy to succeed, and it was too useless. Closing their eyes, many people of the Spirit Clan actually used the secret methods of the clan to instantly block the spiritual power.

"Although my spirit race doesn't have much effect, it is indeed a very weak existence. But we also have our own pride and dignity. This time, we are no longer greedy for life and afraid of death, and even if we fall, this power will not be given to you easily. ”

Bang, bang, bang, bang! There was a fluctuation, and the light formed on everyone in the spirit clan. I saw that they gathered themselves into a stream of energy, and surged towards the center of the Holy Light Temple, and in the huge barrier, there was a roar.

The fluctuations spread, and the enchantment trembled violently. Boom, boom! The entire Temple of Light trembled violently. Finally, Lin Mu felt unusual in the deep sea of consciousness, so he opened his eyes suddenly, and the waves of qi set off in an instant.