The territory of the Five Elements Division of the Heavenly Clan suffered heavy losses, and the tribe members suffered heavy losses. The servants, slave soldiers, and various craftsmen, mine slaves, serfs, etc. were even more damaged.

What is even more speechless is that more than ten members of the Five Elements Division, such as Jin Tiexin, have been reduced to more than ten, and the ordinary elders and young masters have been reduced to most. For a moment, it is extremely difficult for the Five Elements Division to find people who can be the masters of the family, and they have become a mess.

Luo'er was in charge of the headquarters and racked his brains to dispatch troops everywhere, trying to resist the invasion of the Mingjiao clan.

One after another, there were brigades of cultivators from the Heavenly Clan, Divine Palace, and Spiritual Realm rushed over and gathered under Luo'er's banner. Faced with the cruel people of the Mingjiao clan, these monks who came to reinforce were surrounded by left and right, barely controlling the momentum of the Mingjiao clan's attack.

But a discerning person can see that the so-called control only blocks the attack of the lower-level warriors of the Nether Corner clan.

Every time Jiao Yun and several other members of the Mingjiao tribe appeared, they always made the three coalition forces in a mess and could not find any masters who could resist their attack. On several occasions, several elders who had learned the third magic joined forces, but were still beaten to run away with their heads in their arms.

It is obvious that the master of the third great Dharma realm cannot stop Jiao Feng and his tribe members.

But no matter how Luo'er urged him, no matter how he was, the Heavenly Clan, the Divine Palace, or the Spirit Realm, he was unable to reinforce more powerful masters.

Several times Luo'er used the Supreme Supreme Order to ask Qingyang, and Qingyang respectfully reported to Luo'er - the masters and powerful people in the Heavenly Clan, the Divine Palace, and the Spirit Realm all have important things to do and cannot escape and reinforce!

The battle situation has become extremely anxious.

Every day, there will be a large number of middle and low-level heavenly cultivators and spiritual cultivators come to reinforce. Every day, they will have many bloody conflicts with the low-level warriors of the Nether Corner clan.

Every day, tens of thousands of cultivators are seriously injured and fallen. Every day, there are countless cities of the Heavenly Clan that are captured. Countless warriors belonging to the Heavenly Clan have been transformed into the Mingjiao clan. Every day, the territory controlled by the Mingjiao clan will spread a little to the periphery.

Looking down from a high altitude, if Tianlu is a big round cake, then about 15% of the cakes have turned into black.

In the middle of this dark area, the nest of the Mingjiao clan with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles had plunged into the ground tens of thousands of miles deep. Thick black chains as thick as dragons stretched out from this huge nest and invaded the earth of Tianlu. Every day, they were frantically drawing spiritual veins and mineral veins underground in Tianlu.

In just half a month, there will be earthquakes of varying numbers every day in Tianlu.

In the initial sacrifice to the sky, the earthquake was very slight, but it made people feel that the ground was a little shaking; and there were not many, so it shook about fifteen or sixteen times a day.

Half a month later, when the Tianlu earthquake, people could clearly feel the violent shocks on the ground, and it was difficult for ordinary cultivators in the state of ​​stay. The number also increased to a frequency of one quarter of an hour, two or three times. The entire Tianlu was like a storm, shaking day and night.

This is clearly the foundation of Tianlu being eroded, and the earth's veins are constantly shaking, which triggered an uninterrupted earthquake in the entire Tianlu.

The master monk with strong cultivation and keen inspiration vaguely realized that it was okay elsewhere in the Tianlu, but in the normal void near the territory eroded by the Mingjiao clan, the concentration of the spiritual marrow in the heaven and earth was slowly decreasing.

The dark and gloomy space was like a huge funnel, and the spiritual marrow of heaven and earth kept seeping into the funnel.

For half a month, Luo'er was so busy that she could not land. Every day, she dispatched troops to encircle and block the Mingjiao clan that was raging in all directions, and tried her best to control it in a fixed area.

But the effect is not great, and the territory eroded by the Nether Corner clan is still expanding slowly.

Unless you can find a master who can confront people such as the Nether Corner tribe head-on, this kind of expansion is irreversible.

But it is clear that among the masters that Luo'er can mobilize, Qingyang and Heizhen, have fought with each other, and they have suffered losses from all over the world.

The total magic power of the ancestor-level figures such as Lieyang, Cangyue, and Hanxing is extremely amazing, but their realm is that they can understand the level of the third great method as Lei Ju and others.

Faced with those evil and almost indestructible people of the Mingjiao tribe, Lieyang and others could only protect themselves. It was almost impossible to repel the other party.

What is worrying is that as time goes by, the average strength of the warriors of the Nether Corner clan is still increasing.

It seems that the more spiritual veins they devour, the more ore veins they devour, their average strength can continue to improve. Now the warriors of the Mingjiao clan who are rushing around have reached the peak of the Fate Realm!

This is extremely scary!

In the headquarters, Luo'er and a group of senior executives were strategizing in distress, and they worked hard to design how to resist the Mingjiao clan.

Chu Tian came to a side hall on the side of the pedestal and saw Qingyang, who was recovering from his wounds.

Unlike the Heavenly Clan, which has strong physical strength, if there is a problem with the physical body of the spiritual practitioners, it will take a lot of trouble to warm Ruchu. As Qingyang's identity, he is naturally using the best spiritual pill. However, in half a month, his shattered left shoulder and arm grew back. The distance he had completely recovered, he could use it freely, and at least he would have to rest for a long time.

Qingyang was cold-hearted and in such a huge side hall, only his four confidants were serving outside the door, and there was no one else.

The furnishings are simple, with only a few rows of bookshelves standing in the side hall. Qingyang sat on a large chair, holding a roll of alchemy scriptures, and was reading carefully. There was a thick stack of paper in front of him, serving with pen and ink, and looking at studying hard and taking notes.

In the hall with a radius of hundreds of feet, there was a fist-sized incense burner on the small table in front of Qingyang. A wisp of extremely thin white smoke slowly floated out of the incense burner. The faint fragrance made the entire hall look even colder.

"Come on? Is there anything wrong?" Seeing Chu Tian coming in, Qingyang put down the alchemy scriptures in his hand and looked up and smiled at Chu Tian.

"Here, it's really a matter." Chu Tian walked to Qingyang, bowed to Qingyang, and couldn't help but sigh: "There are so big heavenly clan, such a huge spiritual realm, and such a huge divine palace, can't you really find a few masters who can restrain those bastards?"

Chu Tian looked at Qingyang in confusion: "You are a disciple of the Three Immortal Sect and the Sixth Generation, so what about those masters and elders who are higher in generations than you? There is also the Heavenly Clan and the Divine Palace, so it is not that all the masters... are not at home, right?"

Qingyang looked at Chu Tian with a smile. After a while, he said leisurely: "There are so many people in the Three Immortal Sect that are better than me. Although I am a sixth generation of disciples, I am not good at fighting. In terms of combat power, I am the worst among the twelve generations of disciples in front of the Three Immortal Sect."
Chapter completed!