Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 1092: The North League ends

The North League has planted the seeds of disintegration since its inception!

The reason for the establishment of the Beimeng is very simple. It is to find a way out for the large number of casual repairs that gathered in the northern region of the East China Sea Cultivation World. The so-called Beimeng means nothing but the Northern Seas Random Repair Alliance.

Because of the original purpose of the Beimeng, the Beimeng upholds the spirit of "inclusive of all rivers and a hundred flowers blooming", and continues to absorb the elites among them in casual cultivation.

It is precisely for this reason that the North League has grown from a loose alliance of loose repairs to a veritable family under the situation that dominates the East China Sea practice world in just two or three thousand years after its establishment. A large school, and for thousands of years to this day, Beimeng has always maintained a stable development and status. At its peak, there were six major monks of Dharma and Xiang, and at least three major monks were sitting on Qianyuan Island.

However, it is precisely because of this continuous absorption of elite monks from the scattered cultivation that the North League has not been able to truly establish a complete inheritance system belonging to the North League itself. Those monks who were absorbed into the North League halfway through. Perhaps they have extremely high qualifications and talents, but they have a kind of alienation from the North League: they have no feelings for the North League, at most it is only an exchange of interests and mutual dependence, without emotional maintenance.

Very few people will truly contribute what they have learned unreservedly as a basis for establishing a perfect inheritance of the sect, and most of those are monks from casual cultivation. Although they are talented, they are mostly inherited. Incomplete, it’s a blessing to be able to cultivate to the later stage of the Fa-xiang. It is extremely difficult to condense the pure-yang Fa-xiang. As for achieving the true spirit, it is even more a joke.

There are many schools that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years in the cultivation world, no matter how big or small, but there has never been a large school that can be like the Beimeng. Since its establishment, there has never been a monk who has achieved true spirits, even if it is The ancestor of Chunyang has never appeared. This is also the reason that the North League has never been looked down upon by the big sects, even those whose strength is not as good as theirs. The fundamental reason is that the North League has never organized a complete inheritance system.

These monks who joined the North League halfway through each have their own background and experience, and have already formed inherent values. Because they don’t have a sense of collective identity, these monks who joined the North League are born loosely because of their casual cultivating and winning The self-interested values ​​formed by the narrowing of the practice world made them either do their own way or compete for power and gain, and each form a faction.

Over time, the original loose covenant rules of the North League have lost their binding power. The monks who join the North League are not distinguished between good and bad. Many rebellious people in the cultivation world and even some sect forces will often join the North. As a kind of refuge, the North League has made the North League more and more hateful, but there is no way to deal with this behemoth.

However, when the North League finally came to an end because of its own reasons, the previously forbearing sect forces also decided that they would not mind stepping on a foot at this time, and artificially speed up the process by one step.

So Qianyuan Island’s protective mountain formation was broken open in such a sudden, there was no sign of the slightest beforehand, so that the Mo Luo army that was attacking wildly became a trance for a while, and then there was a sound. With a bloodthirsty scream, he slammed into Qianyuan City.

Without the support of the mountain protection formation, even if the strength of this Mo Luo army has been lost enough, it is not something that the monks of the North League can stop. The entire Qianyuan Island suddenly became a Shura field. .

"This big array is really broken!"

Lu Ping looked at this huge island with a radius of thousands of miles from a distance. It will soon become the target of the division of the two races of humans and monsters, and dozens of large and small forces.

"This big array must be broken!"

Jiang Tianlin said the same.

The folding fan in the hands of the ancestor Tianfan opened with a "crack", and then slowly folded and folded by him, saying: "Let’s go, someone has moved again, I’m waiting to find the North League as soon as possible. The inheritance of Danlou cave heaven!"

Although Mo Luo was consumed a lot by the Northern League cultivators relying on the large formation of protecting the island, the Northern League itself has reached a point of exhaustion, not to mention that under the repeated blows, the morale of the Northern League has long been low. After Mo Luo suddenly entered Qianyuan Island, the two sides started almost the same general style of play.

And at this moment, all the forces that had already lurked outside Qianyuan Island finally moved. Not only the Mo Luo was falling along the way, but even the monks of the Northern League themselves were also falling inexplicably, or maybe The cultivator of the Northern Alliance who was fighting against Mo Luo fell at the same time.

The people who shot are all hidden in the dark, but each of them has a climax of cultivation, and the methods are more severe than each. This situation was not discovered by the high-ranking monks of the North League until the battle group advanced into the Qianyuan Palace. .

At this time, the cultivators of the North League realized that things were developing in a direction that was extremely difficult for them to accept.

Although the remaining monks in the North League at this time are already mainly those cultivated by the North League itself, there are still many monks who were originally from casual cultivators and from small forces who later joined the North League.

These monks saw that the Northern League was over. The mysterious power hidden in the dark was obviously to destroy the entire Northern League, so they shouted to break away from the Northern League and prayed for their lives.

Unexpectedly, these people did not wait for the mercy of the various forces hidden in the dark, and the monks who came from the Beimen’s own inheritance system were screaming "bronder" and "under the double blow of anger and despair." Words such as "scum" and "traitor" took the lead in killing these former alliance monks, and a tragedy of cannibalism was staged in front of Qianyuan Palace in an instant.

From the beginning to the end, the only great monk in the North League, the old ancestor Guiye, has never appeared, and he has not taken any action to prevent this fratricidal situation. It seems that this ancestor has already escaped and abandoned these sects. The disciple was average, which made the cultivators in the North League even more desperate. Many cultivators with bursting personality saw this, and even chose to commit suicide after beheading the begging for mercy beside them.

The scene performed in front of the Qianyuan Palace seems to signal the final curtain call of the Northern League, but the surroundings are still silent, only the magnificent Qianyuan Palace stands there, and the spacious entrance seems to laugh at those hidden around. The monk's cowardice has a mouth like an open blood basin.

I don’t know when, on the square of Qianyuan Hall, several monks who covered their appearance in various ways appeared. Several people seemed to be confronting each other, and they seemed to be discussing something. After a while, several people were under their feet. Moving together, several misty bodies suddenly disappeared into the Qianyuan Palace.

Silent fights were staged on Qianyuan Island. In order to **** everything on Qianyuan Island, many monks often fought for things they fancy at the same time. However, such fights are often just a touch. Li, everyone knows that now is not a time to fight, but a time to fight, definitely will not fight for a treasure, and never lost more opportunities for treasures.

The four of Lu Pingping rushed on Qianyuan Island. The four of them had already fought against strange monks several times in succession. Fortunately, none of the four were weak, and it would be difficult for those who were able to gather together to act. And to retreat, even if they encounter a more powerful monk, the four of them will detour away. Anyway, they are not going for the treasures that others value, and they will not be more reluctant to conflict with others at this time.

After a while, the directions of the four of them became more and more desolate. The ancestor Tianfan stopped suddenly, sniffed the breeze, and said: "Someone is in the same direction as us and walked in front of us. "

A remote place on Qianyuan Island, the valleys and valleys here are extremely desolate. At first glance, it is a barren land with extremely poor cultivation resources, but at this time, there are two dark shadows running fast.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

Qin Zhenren looked at the gloomy Hongye Patriarch and asked cautiously.

"Find something that can save our lives."

The ancestor Hongye said with a gloomy face: "Unfortunately, Senior Sister Guiye has lost her heart and is unwilling to make a comeback, but the old man wants to keep a legacy of vitality for the North League."

After that, I heard a loud noise coming from the direction of Qianyuan Temple. The entire Qianyuan Island was shaken by the loud noise, and there were several sounds of anger like wild beasts injured. Excessive roars and a woman's sharp and piercing laughter.

The ancestor Hongye and Qin Zhenren unanimously stopped, a sad color flashed across the face of the ancestor Hongye, but his voice was calm and chilled: "It's your uncle Guiye, she killed Qianyuan. Temple!"

Qin Zhenren is inexplicably cold~IndoMTL.com~ Qianyuan Palace is one of the most important inheritance caves in the North League. The ancestor of the rose leaves is better for jade than for tiles.

Sure enough, a loud shout came, saying: "Guiye, you are crazy!"

"Giggle, gaggle,"

The ancestor Guiye’s laughter was like Devil May Cry in the dark night: "Don’t you want to take advantage of the fire, why hide your head and show your tail like this, don’t you recognize you? Yuanli from Crystal Palace, from Zifu Pavilion Ziyuxiao, Lei Jingtian from Fenglei Island, and a few from the South China Sea. I didn't expect that there would be a few from the Monster Race. How can I be a Guiye? There are so many people who want to accompany me in my funeral, hahahaha! "

"This woman is crazy, everyone teamed up to do her first!"

A violent shout sounded, and a ray of light pierced the dark sky, and then more light rose up in the night sky.

"Haha, don't you want to **** everything from my Beimeng, here you are!"

"Be careful, it's the treasure of the Second Tribulation of Rose Leaf!"

"No, she wants to explode the Lingbao, hurry and hide!"

Boom!

The huge mushroom cloud shook the entire Qianyuan Island again, and it was also mixed with hurtful grunts, screams, and screams.

The Hongye ancestor immediately turned around and said: "Go!"

There is a sourness hidden in the voice, the red leaf ancestor escaped faster, Qin Zhenren looked at the mushroom cloud that skyrocketed in the distance, and there was faint sorrowful laughter and serious injuries from the ancestor of the red leaf. Coughing from below.

Qin Zhenren turned around and looked at the desolate back of Hongye Patriarch who had already run tens of feet away, and the light at his feet quickly chased him up.