Whether it was the party that started the war or the other tribes, their vitality was severely damaged. The Wu Clan was relatively lucky. There were basically no casualties in the early stage, but they lost a lot of manpower when Nebula City was breached in the end.
If Ling Feng hadn¡¯t returned in time, the losses would have been much heavier. The current situation is within the range that Nebula City can bear.
The families of the deceased need to be comforted, and the damaged buildings also need to be repaired. All of this was carried out in an orderly manner under the command of Mu Jianling. As for Ling Feng, he doesn't need to worry about these little things.
Although he has not returned home for many years, he still wants to be tender and affectionate with his three lovely wives and express his love to each other.
One month later. Strong men from all races arrived as promised, including Qian Yuan and other strong men from the human race, as well as six people from Ao Li, who all came to Nebula City. Those tribes that suffered heavy losses from the invasion by the two tribes of humans and demons all proposed compensation conditions.
The two tribes of humans and demons headed by Qianyuan Ao Li were surprisingly cheerful and agreed to all compensation. However, when Ling Feng proposed compensation conditions on behalf of the Wu clan, their faces were all ashen and extremely ugly.
Lingfeng¡¯s request is very simple. After paying a large sum of spiritual crystals as compensation, he ordered the two clans of humans and demons to return all the territory they had invaded and occupied by the Witch clan in the past. It should be noted that under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestor Wus, the Wu Clan had the most extensive territory, covering nearly thirty prefectures.
After the fall of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, these territories were basically occupied by the human and demon clans. Now, Ling Feng asked them to hand it over, which meant that each of their clans had to hand over at least the territory of the Thirteen Prefectures.
Even the human and demon tribes cannot bear this condition. However, they had no bargaining power. Under Ling Feng's strong pressure, they could only nod in agreement.
This battle made the Wu Clan become the most powerful race in the spiritual world in one fell swoop. And Ling Feng, the new barbarian emperor, has undoubtedly become the invincible supreme recognized by the spiritual world.
?As a member of the witch clan. Ling Feng is his own clan. This is all that can be done. Next. He has to plan his own affairs.
Nebula City.
There is a majestic hall in the center of the city. On both sides of the hall stood hundreds of monk teams, wearing armor and looking majestic. If you take a closer look, you will find that all of these monks have Mahayana cultivation. Outside they were all strong men, but now they were just ordinary guards.
A middle-aged man came from a distance, walked to the palace gate, and was immediately stopped by the guards.
"Everyone, I'm Ling Pojun, here to see Lord Barbarian Emperor." The middle-aged man said with a smile. He was Ling Feng's sixth uncle, Ling Pojun, and he could be regarded as the elder of the Wu clan. However, the group of guards in front of him looked strange to him.
"Lord Barbarian Emperor is in seclusion, no one will be seen!" The guard's words left no room for negotiation. He waved his hand and let Ling Pojun leave.
But at this moment, a clear male voice came from the hall.
"Liu Bo, come in quickly!"
The guard heard this voice and it was Lord Barbarian Emperor. Immediately, his face was full of respect, and he stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation to Ling Pojun. "My lord, please come in!"
Ling Pojun smiled at this moment and strode towards the palace. As soon as he stepped onto the threshold of the hall, he felt his eyes light up, the surrounding scene changed, and he had arrived in a fairyland on earth.
There are strange flowers and plants all over the place, all of which are rare elixirs from heaven and earth. The mist curls up, and the mist rises, twisting and circling in the mountains and forests, and the scenery is indescribable.
On the grass not far ahead, there is an exquisite attic. Outside the attic, there is a small pavilion. A man in green clothes stood outside the pavilion, looking at him with a smile. Behind him, there are three beautiful women, all of them charming, elegant and refined, as if they were fairies descending to earth.
"Sixth Uncle!"
A shout woke up Ling Pojun. He hurriedly walked over, came to the man in green, and bowed: "I have seen the Barbarian Emperor"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
"The sixth uncle is my elder Ling Feng, why are you so polite!" Ling Feng stretched out his hand to help Ling Pojun up and said with a smile.
"The etiquette must not be abolished! Otherwise, I will be punished by those old guys in the clan!" Ling Pojun replied with a smile. He said this, but he was very moved in his heart.
"They dare!" Ling Feng took Ling Pojun's hand and came to sit down at the stone table in the pavilion. The three women immediately offered them spiritual wine and paid their respects to him. This made Ling Pojun feel flattered and quite uncomfortable.
"Liu Bo, I invited you here because I have a question." Ling Feng raised his glass and drank with Ling Pojun before saying.
"What's the matter?" Ling Pojun asked.
"Liu Bo, do you know that in the past thousand years, among the Lishan Zhong clan in the Tianlan interface, have any members ascended to the spirit world?" Ling Feng asked this, with concern on his face.
Ling Pojun pondered for a while, shook his head and said: "Probably not. Since you came to the spirit world, all the tribes in the Southern WildernessDue to the strenuous efforts, many of the original big families declined due to the withering of their talents. This was the case for the Zhong family in Lishan. Ever since Zhong Baitao ran out of life and returned on his deathbed. His most talented youngest son, Zhongli, failed to advance and his foundation was destroyed. The Zhong family has gone from prosperity to decline and has become a third-rate family in the Southern Wilderness. "
After a pause, he looked at Ling Feng and said: "A Feng, although I can take care of them, but you also know that the person who is in charge of the Southern Wasteland is just a clone of me, and my ability is limited. Besides, the survival of the fittest is the survival of our Wu clan. Law. I can only protect the Zhong clan from being bullied by other clans, and I shouldn¡¯t interfere too much with others.¡±
After hearing this, Ling Feng felt quite sad. I think back then, the Lishan Zhong clan was the largest tribe of the Southern Wilderness Soul Clan, with a lot of talents. His old man, Taishan Zhong Baitao, is also one of the few masters of the Soul Clan. Unexpectedly, after thousands of years, it has fallen to this point.
"Liu Bo, I plan to go to the Tianlan interface." Ling Feng briefly explained that he needed the blood of his lover Zhong Yan.
"After all these years I should go back and take a look" He hissed and sighed. My father, mother, sister, and many relatives and friends are all in Tianlan. After so many years, I wonder how they are doing?
"Going to Tianlan?" Ling Pojun nodded after hearing this, "A Feng, as long as you gather a clone and your Taoism does not exceed the god transformation stage, you can go there through the teleportation formation."
"This time I plan to go in person!" Ling Feng said with a smile.
"Ontology?" Ling Pojun's face was full of surprise. It should be noted that due to the restrictions of the laws of heaven, monks above the stage of becoming gods cannot break through the space barrier and go to the human world. Even if you can go to the human world, if you accidentally let out even a little bit of energy, it will attract the thunder of the God of Punishment, and there are many dangers.
"Not only am I going, Xue'er and the others are also going together." Ling Feng looked at the three women standing beside him, his eyes full of warmth and sweetness.
"The space barrier is not a big problem for me. As for the human world, I only need to gather my energy, and there is no need to worry about thunder falling from the sky!" He explained to his sixth uncle.
After hearing this, Ling Pojun slapped his forehead and laughed: "Interface restrictions are only for ordinary monks. Ah Feng, with your current Taoism, Liu Bo is worried for nothing!"
Lingfeng smiled after hearing this. Indeed, under the restrictions of the rules of heaven, it is almost impossible for monks who have exceeded the stage of spiritual transformation to enter the human world. First, the space barrier between the interfaces is like the barrier to the land of chaos. Even ordinary tribulation experts cannot break through it. Secondly, after entering the human world, you must collect all your aura. If it escapes even a little bit, it will be struck by thunder.
These two problems are not a problem for Ling Feng. Breaking through the space barrier is easy for him. He is also very proficient in the secret technique of controlling breath. Therefore, you can go to the human world at any time.
"A Feng, I will send this good news back to Tianlan immediately, and ask Heizi to summon your relatives and old friends to come and meet I'm afraid you don't know yet, Heizi has already become the new Barbarian King"
"This boy, I'm afraid I haven't seen him in more than two thousand years This time when I go back, I will definitely get drunk with him"
"Ha ha¡¡"
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Tianlan. Infinite sea.
The sea is vast, blue and clear, and boundless at first glance.
There is a small island in an area of ????the outer sea. The thousand-mile radius of the sea near this island is regarded as forbidden territory by the Wulianghai monks, and no one dares to set foot there. The reason is the same. There is a dragon island in this sea area. There is a group of dragons living on the island, all of them are powerful. Even if a strong Nascent Soul breaks in, they will die.
??On Long Island, which is only a hundred miles in radius, there is no greenery except for the brown rocks. Dragons of different shapes were lying on the gravel rocks, lazily basking in the sun. For them, taking a nap in the bright sunshine after a full meal is the greatest enjoyment.
Feng Li is the leader of more than a hundred dragons on this dragon island. It is an extremely rare wind god pterosaur, and its Taoist practice has reached the realm of Yuanying Dzogchen. It is also what human monks call a ninth-level monster beast in the transformation stage. It is only half a step away from breaking through to the tenth level.
"After breaking through the tenth level, I can go to the spirit world I don't know what this spirit world is like" Its huge body was lying on the top of the hill at the highest point of Dragon Island, squinting its eyes and falling asleep, but in its head there was have a bee in one's bonnet.
According to the inherited memory, it learned that after its cultivation level exceeded the tenth level, it could no longer stay in the homeland where it was born and raised, and had to go to a place called the "spiritual world". It is said that there is a paradise for the strong. A being like it that is almost invincible in the Infinite Sea seems to be at the bottom of the spiritual world.
¡°Alas, I really want to stay on Dragon Island for the rest of my life¡± It sighed. A person who is used to the life of a strong man is suddenly brought back to his original form, as weak as he was when he was born, surrounded by powerful enemies. Such a life can be terrible.Not comfortable.
Thinking back on it, I still don¡¯t know when I can break through the big bottleneck. Let¡¯s talk about it then! For now, it decided to have a good sleep. Enjoying dragon life is the ultimate goal of life.
But at this moment, a harsh tearing sound came suddenly. Feng Li's eyes that had just been closed immediately opened, and when he looked around, his pupils couldn't help but reveal horror.
Somehow, a huge space crack suddenly appeared in the sky above Dragon Island. If so, it's not enough to scare it. After this space crack appeared, five human monks flew out from it (To be continued.)