A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1483 The Voice of the Human Race Crown Prince
The nine immortal sects in the Jiuling Realm had no awareness of their origins in the remote rural areas, and right from the start they covered all the strong men in the Ancient God Realm with their military formations.

There is no need to talk about politics, winning over, dividing, or alienating the inside. Even though there are many cracks between these major forces and they are not close, it is not difficult to win them over, divide them, or alienate them internally.

They even showed a hint of surprise.

Among dozens of Hedao gods, Jiao Minghuang, a member of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, had a dazed expression.

He had encountered a similar scene many years ago, and he encountered it again this time, encountering these nine damn bastards again.

This time, there is a huge difference.

He was no longer the only target, but just one of dozens of people. He was inconspicuous and could not even attract the individual attention of the nine immortal sects in the Nine Spirit Realm. He was just ordinary and did not receive any attention.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanwu!"

The Weaving Sky Spider God glanced at the surrounding army formations with fear and said in a cold voice: "The Ten Thousand Races Alliance will not get involved in your human race's affairs!"

For a force like the Alliance of All Races that is surrounded by human forces at this moment, they instinctively do not want to stand on the side of any human force.

What they want to see more is the bloody fighting and internal strife among humans, and it would be best if all human forces perish together.

The Alliance of All Races should not be dragged into this by any human forces.

hum!
More than twenty Hedao gods of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance instantly released their mighty power. Under the central leadership of the Weaving Sky Spider God, their auras became one, forming dark runes that spread out in all directions, pushing away a lot of the pressure from the Nine Spirit Realm army formation and preserving an intact space.

The Weaving Sky Spider Clan has always served as the orthodox counselors of the Ancient Shinto tradition.

They are born with the ability to borrow the power of the Taoist soldiers of other races to form a combined force to better assist the direct disciples of the ancient divine way in ruling.

Not to mention, the Weaving Sky Spider clan seized many of the ancient Shinto's direct inheritances during the collapse of the ancient Shinto, and already possessed some of the characteristics of some of the ancient Shinto's direct descendants.

"Fellow Daoist Weaving Sky Spider..."

Emperor Jiao Ming seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Then, under the fierce gaze of the Weaving Sky Spider God, he closed his mouth again, sighed deeply, lost all his strength, and said no more.

The Three-Faced God of the Demon God Sect and others looked hesitant.

"madness!"

"Lord Weaving Spider, you idiot!"

The God of Heaven showed a ferocious look on his face: "You claim to be the spider that weaves the rules of fate, can't you see the situation clearly?"

"These people have already regarded everyone as their enemy. If they cannot be quickly eliminated, they will definitely be the overlord of the Ancient God Realm in the future, and all other forces, whether human or demon, will be destroyed."

"Just like the black-horned ants in the Horned Netherworld back then!"

"Humph!"

"Why do we need a human like you to dictate what the Ten Thousand Races Alliance is doing?"

The Weaving Sky Spider God sneered.

There was a slight pause in his words.

This is waiting, waiting for the nine great immortal sects in the Jiuling Realm to offer conditions and promises to win over. And these must not be just empty promises, but must be based on many natural treasures, magical skills and secret techniques.

Only in this way can the position of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance be shaken, otherwise it is possible that the situation will be reversed.

Having lived in the Ancient God's Domain surrounded by the human forces for hundreds of thousands of years and becoming increasingly prosperous, the Ten Thousand Races Alliance has extensive experience in sitting on the fence and reaping the greatest benefits.

In addition, even if an agreement or covenant is reached, the Alliance of All Races is still free to act at critical moments.

However, there was silence all around.

There were no words, no telepathic communication, no solicitation. The nine great sects in the Nine Spirit Realm were like blind and deaf, and did not react at all to the alliances formed by the many forces in the Ancient God Realm.

They just waited quietly, waiting for the Taoist disciples in Cangtian Pavilion to explore Cangtian Pavilion and get the truth of that year.

As for other things, they didn't care about what the various forces in the Ancient God's Realm were doing or saying, and they didn't even pay any attention to them. Most of their consciousness and attention were focused on Cangtian Pavilion and the Daozi within it.

After waiting for a long time, the Weaving Sky Spider Divine Lord and the many Hedao Divine Lords of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance did not receive any response. There was no promise of winning over, not even any appeasement, and no communication.

Instantly, the Weaving Sky Spider God's heart skipped a beat.

A kind of vague chill appeared silently in the hearts of him and the many gods of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, and they couldn't help but subconsciously move closer to the Demon God Sect, the Heavenly God and others.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanwu!"

"Are you really so arrogant?"

The Weaving Sky Spider Divine Lord and the other Divine Lords of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance showed anger, with traces of cold murderous intent blooming: "Since fellow Daoist and others are so confident, then my Ten Thousand Races Alliance will..."

Keng!
At this time, in the Cangtian Pavilion, the sound of a sword was heard.

The sound of the sword was like the rising sun, shining brightly. The power of order of destruction, extinction, prohibition, magnetism, distortion and swordsmanship spread between heaven and earth. A terrifying sword spirit illuminated all four corners of the universe. The will of destruction and madness filled the world and enveloped everything.

The moment this sword sounded, all the Taoist disciples in the Nine Spirit Realm, all the Taoist disciples in the Ancient God Realm, and all the bloodline saints of the Demon God Sect and the Ten Thousand Races Alliance, all froze in place, ready to be killed.

The majesty of the crown prince of the endless starry sky overlord race suppresses everything.

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even!

The terrifying sound of the sword soul penetrated the numerous formations of the Ancient Divine Dao Zangtian Pavilion, spread to the endless universe and starry sky, and spread to the souls of many Hedao gods, causing them to feel some pain in their souls.

The aftermath of the sword spirit's sound directly hurt them!
Even though it healed instantly, they were clearly hurt!

Injured by a Divine Transformation Monk!
"This is a cultivator at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage..."

The Weaving Sky Spider God was startled.

A certain kind of incomparable fear, an instinct from deep in his soul, made him tremble slightly.

He had no immortal inheritance and didn't know what this was.

However, in the deepest part of his soul, a trace of fear and trembling came from the soul of his ancient ancestor, which made him, as a cultivator at the peak of the Hedao realm, feel a trace of despair and fear.

This strong instinct is almost impossible to restrain.

Countless years ago, the ancestors of the Weaving Sky Spider clan experienced something.

This instinctive fear only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, as if it was an illusion, because that was only a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and was still very weak, far from being his opponent.

The moment this instinctive fear disappeared, a strong murderous intent arose in the hearts of all the non-human monks of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

kill him!

Must kill him!

We must kill him immediately while he is weak, otherwise all non-human races will have to pay a terrible price of incomparable despair in the future!
"Sword Soul!"

"This is the Sword Soul!"

"No, this is far beyond the ordinary sword spirit, this..."

Lord Tianyun, whose eyes were shattered and turned into blood holes, was actually trembling at this moment, extremely frightened. As a person who inherited the immortal sect's heritage, he knew more and more details, and was therefore horrified.

"you!"

"Your Daozi gave birth to the Daozi of the Immortal Sect!"

"Immortal Sect Daoist Son!"

"No, this is impossible. This is absolutely impossible. This is not in the upper realm. How could Daozi appear? Moreover, this is a separate Sun Sword Cultivator. It is impossible to be Jianzi..."

Lord Tianyun roared at the top of his lungs.

His Dao heart collapsed unexpectedly in an instant. He lost all his confidence and despaired of fighting, even though he was at the peak of He Dao and far surpassed all the other He Dao cultivators in the Nine Spirit Realm.

What kind of force is it that can give birth to a swordsman from the upper realm? ! !
(End of this chapter)