Douluo's Uchiha itachi

Chapter 286 Soul Clan Invasion
Spirit world.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, a round crescent moon hangs on the edge of the sky, exuding a hazy white halo, swaying into the world, and the air is cold.

Silent night...

A golden flame rose from the edge of the forest.

The bright light dispelled the darkness in all directions and illuminated the entire venue.

"Today's itinerary is here, rest in place, tomorrow will rise as usual, and we will continue to set off!"

A loud drink.

Tens of thousands of men and women in neat robes and makeup stopped and began to rest.

"Elder, your resting place has been prepared."

"At night, I have arranged for [-] soul clan elites to patrol around to prevent people from the ancient clan from spying."

Hun Mie Sheng looked extremely respectful.

"You go to rest too."

Hun Yan nodded.

He looked at the distant sky, his eyes were shining brightly.

that direction...

It's the spirit world!
night.

The air is filled with the essence of the plants, and the cold air carries a little humidity, constantly lingering in the air.

The soul clan, tens of thousands of clan members including elders and high-level personnel, lived in place.

The atmosphere is quiet.

air flow.

quite a while.

There were bursts of snoring, and the whole scene became particularly peaceful.

Near the resting place of the soul race.

There is a river, the water of the river is floating, gurgling and crystal clear.

I can even hear it.

The faint sound of insects chirping.

But it can't interfere with the peaceful dreams of these tens of thousands of people.

Dark clouds floated in the sky.

gradually.

Black clouds covered the curved crescent moon.

Even the last faint halo could not penetrate the clouds.

Everything in the world seems to have fallen into a strange and quiet atmosphere.

at the same time.

As the Great Elder of the Soul Clan, Hun Yan, naturally, smoothly lay down in the habitat that his staff had already prepared.

The soul world and the spirit world are far apart.

in particular……

It is also necessary to bring tens of thousands of elite tribesmen to invade!

This forms the progress, which cannot be measured by personal speed.

If it is a personal itinerary.

no doubt.

Hun Yan can reach the spirit world in less than half a day!
The overall itinerary slowed down Hun Yan's speed.

call!
Hun Yan's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and when he performed the exercises, the power in his body surged and rolled in his limbs, as if hot blood filled his muscles and bones, making him feel only the endless surge of power.

"It's all thanks to Master Void Swallowing Flame. This time, by destroying the Spirit Race and obtaining the blood of Emperor Dou of the Spirit Race, our Soul Race must be one step closer."

Hun Yan clenched his fists tightly, his face turning wildly.

What's more, Master Nihility is also here.

and so!
He is certain to win this invasion of the Spirit Race!
"You must complete the orders of Master Nihility."

Hun Yan looked longing.

Calm down for a moment.

He let out a heavy breath, the strength in his body slowly restrained, and the running skills also came to an abrupt stop.

"Spirit world, I will come soon!"

Hun Yan lay in his coffin with his eyes slightly closed.

With endless fantasies.

soon.

Hun Yan fell asleep, breathing evenly.

……

at the same time.

Spirit world.

Sitting in the room, the patriarch of the Spirit Race suddenly opened his eyes.

Eyes through the window, looking at the endless horizon in the distance.

A pair of piercing pupils traverse the void!
Hole into the other side that is far away.

Buzz!
Space creeps.

A strange scene happened...

The space in front of his eyes gradually rippled, and a small vortex was forcibly torn apart by a terrifying force.

Space becomes unstable.

The wooden table placed in the room began to shake and sway.

Click!

There was a crack in the wooden table.

Suddenly, the wooden table shattered, turned into dust, and sank into the space vortex.

"Why do you feel restless?"

The patriarch of the Spirit Race said to himself.

A pair of sharp eyes, through the whirlpool...

at this time.

More than ten thousand meters apart.

Dark clouds surged in the sky, covering the crescent moon.

The breeze blows.

The burning and rising fire was rolled up and swayed, as if dancing.

sky.

Among the dark clouds, there were originally dense dark clouds.

Just this moment!

A pair of huge eyes suddenly opened from the dark clouds, without any emotion, and completely penetrated the tens of thousands of people in the perched state below!

The halo emitted by the moonlight is getting weaker and weaker!
It seems to be disturbed by some strange force.

It was a horrifying scene, but no one noticed it.

finally!
This pair of huge pupils was fixed at the resting position of Hun Yan.

And through the outer curtain, he saw Hun Yan who was in a coma.

Followed by.

A majestic and terrifying aura descended in vain...

Hun Yan, don't let me down!

The next day.

Spirit world.

Smoke everywhere!

Blood stained the sky!
"Today's spirit race is no longer worthy of occupying this unique and resource-rich territory!"

"Today, my soul clan will replace you!"

"..."

"Children of the Spirit Race, swear no compromise!"

"Follow me to the end, we are the Emperor Clan and will never yield to outsiders. This place has belonged to our Spirit Clan since ancient times!"

"The soul clan with a wolfish heart and a lungless heart, but today, they are so aggressive that they want to occupy our sect. I hate it!"

The war never ends.

All kinds of spells collided.

boom!boom!boom! ...

"Great Elder, the east side can't defend anymore, and was unilaterally crushed by the first team of the Soul Race!"

"Patriarch, Hun Yan can hardly be suppressed in the west!"

"How to do?"

Bad news came from all directions.

Let the patriarch of the spirit clan and the great elder feel the pressure.

"Damn it! The Soul Race actually broke the agreement!"

The Great Elder clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead popped out, his face flushed red, and he was furious.

beside.

The clothes of the patriarch of the spirit clan were already stained with a layer of bright red blood, and his eyes were intensely looking at the disciples who were charging forward for the clan.

His heart is bleeding!

These disciples are the future of the Spirit Race!
however!
Because of today's battle, the Spirit Race suffered heavy losses!

even……

If you don't give up your ancestral land!
Their spirit race is afraid that they will be exterminated today!

Is it!

Do you really want to give up the spirit world that has been occupied for thousands of years?
Relocate elsewhere?
This was developed by the ancestors!
The patriarch of the Spirit Race held the sword in his hand tightly, feeling entangled in his heart.

If not give up!
Everyone here will die!
But if you give up...

The spirit clan, the whole clan, will be ashamed forever!
"I, the last descendant of the Spirit Race!"

"I will never allow the reputation of the Spirit Race to be ruined in my hands."

"otherwise!"

"Even if I die in Huangquan, I will have no face to face my ancestors!"

The Elder Clan patriarch roared inwardly, his eyes were red and he stared at the battlefield ahead.

The battle is still going on!
More and more people died.

The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for the Eldar.

"You, give up!"

Hun Yan's eyes are sharp.

"Soul Race, you guys are doing great!"

"Old days!"

"When my spirit race was brilliant, did I ever oppress you?"

The Great Elder stood beside the patriarch of the Spirit Race with a tragic expression.

"Today is different from the past, the Spirit Race has already fallen!"

"It's only to blame, your spirit race has fallen. Weakness is the original sin!"

One sentence pierced deeply into the hearts of the people of the Spirit Race.

"Patriarch, Great Elder, fight with them!"

"We are not afraid of death!"

Many disciples of the Spirit Race looked resolute.

"you……"

The spirit clan patriarch felt even more sad.

He raised his head and looked at the sky: "God, are you going to kill my Spirit Race?"

"Fight to the death!"

The Great Elder said coldly.

"Then..."

"war!"

The patriarch of the Spirit Race drank.

Holding the blade in his hand, he plunged into the battlefield first.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the Spirit Race behind them all joined the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)