679: C679 The Crisis of the Sisterhood

C679 The Crisis of the Sisterhood

Xue Yu.2

Originally, this snowy region had been covered with pure white snow, as well as beautiful scenery of mountains of different sizes. But now, it had lost all of its natural beauty.

It wasn't because the Spirit Race and the Bone Spirit Clan had a violent confrontation, but because the beautiful snowy plains were covered in all sorts of blood. Even the orderly rows of mountains had been destroyed by half of the snowy plains.

The truth was that the Spirit Race could be said to be human warriors or even non-human warriors, because their ancestors had been the descendants of the Holy Spirit that had lived in the coldest region of the world, the Phoenix Spirit Bird. Afterwards, the Holy Spirit beings had all disappeared without a trace, leaving behind descendants that only possessed a small amount of bloodlines.

Only until today, when the bloodline had been diluted and deformed did the people of the Spirit Race call themselves humans, and the creatures of the outside world also listed them as a part of the humans.

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"Bang, bang, bang …" "Bang, bang, bang..."

At this moment, the spirit race clansmen led by Qian Yun Shan were fighting an intense battle with the other vice patriarch of the Bone Spirit Clan, Ling Gelou.

Looking around, there were all sorts of sword Qis, light blades, and wind blades flying around the battlefield. The white robed Spirit Race clansmen were constantly being knocked down.

The majority of the Spirit Race's people were below the Mortal Realm, and some were even below the sixth level of the Martial God Realm. As a result, the Bone Spirit Clan's army, which had very few existences below the eighth level of the Martial God Realm, quickly fell into a disadvantageous position after four days of battle.

Currently, the originally one hundred and fifty thousand Spirit Race clansmen that had come out to fight had already perished in battle. There were over sixty thousand of them.

"Ice Break Extreme Death!"

On the other side, standing at the edge of the battlefield, Mu Bingyun and Mu Hanlan let out a lovable cry as the surrounding frost energy quickly fused together to form an ice blue Snow Bird. Under their mental control, the two of them brought forth a might that was sufficient to collapse the earth as they charged towards thousands of enemies who were at least three, four levels above the mortal realm.

"Bang..." Facing the attacks of the two high Saint Ranked Martial Skills, the Umbra, Mortal, and the various other demonic beasts that survived in the form of puppets were buried alive from the exploding ice energy without any reaction at all. They did not even let out even the slightest scream before their lives ended and they turned into ice in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention that the strongest puppet among these puppets was only at the fourth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, which was of a relatively ordinary type. Just the combination of the two sisters' techniques and their fighting capabilities were enough to allow this Snow Ice Break Technique to display a crushing effect.

However, the two of them had been fighting bitterly for two days and two nights now. Thus, when they returned to their original appearances, their auras had weakened by more than half. Their complexions had become pale while their spiritual energy was almost exhausted.

"Sister, are you alright?" At this moment, Mu Han-Lan, who was sitting weakly on the ground, was helping Mu Han-Lan up. Mu Bingyun's face was pale as she asked weakly.

Although his situation was not much better, he was naturally the first one to be concerned about the other. Mu Hanlan, who was slowly standing up, shook her head as she said with a wry smile, "It's alright. I just need to recover a little. I can continue to participate in the battle."

"That's good." Seeing that her own little sister was fine, the older sister nodded in relief and responded. She then took out a medicinal pellet to recover her spirit energy and heal her injuries, and then placed most of her attention on refining the medicinal strength of the pellet. Similarly, Mu Han-Lan also did the same.

And when they recovered, there were dozens of young disciples who were also at the first or second level of the Mortal realm who had come to help them fight off the enemies that were trying to take advantage of them.

"Where did this fly come from!"

However, just as a small portion of the medicinal strength within his body was refined, an extremely arrogant and disdainful voice suddenly came from the sky.

"Wuuwaa …" Hearing these extremely uncomfortable words, the two girls looked in the direction of the voice and immediately discovered that a blade of light covered in dark red blood was heading towards them at a speed that the naked eye could not catch. The moment the spirit energy barriers that were created by the disciples came into contact with it, they were immediately broken.

"Who is it?" At this moment, the two sisters, who had been sent flying back, quickly stood up again. They used the force of their Qi to clear the snow on their bodies before turning their gazes to the middle-aged man, who was dressed in a brown robe and had an abnormally ugly ugly ugly face. He had an extremely thin and weak figure, yet was exuding an aura surpassing the seventh level of the Mortal Realm, causing the two women to have the same question in their hearts.

This person was an elder of the Bone Spirit Clan, called Er Yuan. Initially, he was still bullying the other Spirit Race juniors when he saw the devastatingly beautiful Mu Bingyun behind him. The pair of sisters, Mu Hanlan, had a lustful look on their faces as they rushed over.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk …" "They really are a pair of absolute beauties." This is the first time that I've seen such a beauty, even that Er Yuan couldn't help but give an admiring sigh. His expression suddenly turned incomparably malevolent as he coldly said, "Consider that you've gone far. I'm willing to be a good person today and have decided to train you to become my exclusive slave!"

With that, his frail and weak figure walked forward step by step.

Hearing the undisguised intentions of the other party as well as that devil-like approach of hers, they, who were unable to fight a master at the eighth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, seemed to be frightened. Their faces turned even paler, and their hearts instinctively began to fear as they continuously retreated, hoping to get far away from this loathsome fellow in front of them.

"This is bad!" At the same time, on the other side, Mu Ling and Mu Zhengli, who were fighting their own opponents, realized that their daughters were facing a life threatening crisis and wanted to save them, but they were held back by an opponent whose strength was equal to their own.

It was not just the couple who had been blocked. On the other side, Qian Yun Shan, who had been suppressed, also wanted to help the two holy girls out of danger, but he couldn't do anything about how Ling Gelou was too strong for him. Just fighting with him was enough to make him unable to breathe, not to mention diverting his attention to other things, so in a short period of time, no one on the other side of the battlefield was able to help him.

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