The peerless divine city is peaceful!

All races in the Heavenly Soul Source Realm are dead, and the Spirit Race is constantly raiding!

The seven million spirit clan army in the boundless land is pushing hard to push the Heavenly Soul Source Realm.

More than half a month has passed.

The strong soul clan members of the Luyang Tribe searched everywhere, and the scope continued to expand, and then expand, and continue to expand.

Every ten hours, people are sent back to continuously deliver news.

As the distance gets further and further away, the situation has developed to the point where most of the people in each team are on their way to deliver news back and forth.

Many strong men from the Killing Sun Tribe have become unstable mentally. As time goes by and the distance gets farther and farther, their hope of finding the Heavenly Soul Source Realm becomes increasingly slim.

"how so?"

The master of Fu Pavilion of the first branch had a gloomy face, and he and his people were constantly searching. His heart had fallen to the bottom.

"Lord Pavilion Master, you don't have to worry, this must be done by the Spiritual Clan. If we really can't find it, we will kill him in the Tailingyuan Realm!"

A young man from the Soul Clan, seeing the worry on Pavilion Master Fu's face, hurriedly spoke.

This person is none other than Xuan Bei, who is following the team of the First Soul Pavilion Fu Pavilion Master.

"Since the Spirit Clan wants to seize our Heavenly Soul Source Realm, then the Tailing Source Realm must also be prepared!" Pavilion Master Fu sighed, and then gradually calmed down.

After searching for a while, if you can't find it again, you really have no choice but to return.

I hope there will be good news from other teams in the next few days.

At this moment, Pavilion Master Fu, who had just calmed down, was startled, and his face suddenly became serious.

He suddenly paused, closed his eyes and carefully felt his surroundings.

"Lord Pavilion Master, what's wrong?"

Xuan Bei asked hurriedly.

"It smells like an Eldar!"

Pavilion Master Fu opened his eyes in an instant, his eyes brightened, and he said in a deep voice: "There are residual spirit clan auras here, and they are extremely mixed, indicating that a large number of spirit clans passed through this place."

When Xuan Bei and others heard this, they were immediately shocked.

"Lord Pavilion Master, in the boundless land, the breath is difficult to escape, and its dissipation speed is hundreds of times faster than in the original world. It cannot remain for a long time. Since you feel the spirit clan's breath, it means that they must be

Not long ago, maybe just a moment ago." Xuan Bei said hurriedly.

"Quick, Xuanbei, go back and pass the message!" Pavilion Master Fu was extremely decisive and immediately ordered.

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Xuan Bei did not dare to neglect and immediately turned back to deliver the news.

Pavilion Master Fu, on the other hand, continued to lead people forward, he wanted to confirm the situation.

Of course, he was also a lot more cautious. After all, what he was about to face might be an army of spirits.
Chapter completed!