Above the heavenly court, the clouds and mist are misty, the stars are twinkling, the sun and the moon are shining, the spirit of the fairy is everywhere, there are countless pavilions and pavilions, and the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals are solemn and solemn!

In the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, countless mirror-like water droplets burst one after another, turning into wisps of spiritual energy floating in the main hall, and being absorbed by everyone;

This is the power of the saints, although most of the holy path in it has disappeared, but the holy path is boundless, and the avenue is boundless, which is enough for them to perceive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Mu also had a lot of insights on the side, he seemed to see the eternity of the Holy Dao, the vastness of the Great Dao, the endless law, his mind was quiet, his eyes were full of Dao rules, and the Great Perfection of the Will Realm was consolidated a lot at once, which was quite unexpected to him.

Li Mu didn't think about detaining a few wisps of Holy Dao Spiritual Qi from other people's surroundings, but in the end, he still didn't do anything, covering this move would not only displease the saint, but also make the heavenly power angry; even if the saint would not make a move for such a trivial matter, the heavenly power might not be furious because of this move, but if he hated the saint and recruited the power, it would be troublesome, so it was better not to move!

Li Mu doesn't move, but some people do, but those people are not so brainless, and they will provoke Li Mu, Candle Dragon, Mo Tian, Feng Wudao, Zhen Yuanzi and other semi-saint powerhouses, this is not to seize the opportunity, but to find death.

Li Mu was quite regretful and depressed, so he could only press it down, shook his head, and no longer thought about it.

A round of the divine moon is bright and bright, a round of the holy sun, bright and warm, the sun and the moon intersect, blooming incomparably bright, like a golden crow soaring into the sky, and the jade rabbit dances, exuding the essence of the sun and the moon.

"Haotian, eighty-one people are full, you are the supreme of the Three Realms, please compete for the top platform!" said Lao Tzu Sage, and the divine voice came.

"Huh!" Haotian replied and walked forward, with a graceful demeanor, a lofty instrument, with the sun and the moon in his mind, dominating the universe, showing the demeanor of the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Three Realms.

"The way of heaven is above, the way of earth is below, and humanity is in the middle: I, Haotian, pray to the heavens, descend to fight for the throne, fix the disputes of hundreds of tribes, and stop the flood and famine!"

Haotian's grand voice rumbled in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, like the thunder of the Heavenly Dao, magnificent and vast, and the heavens, the earth and the stars all moved for it.

Boom Boom!

Above the sky, it suddenly vibrate, the moon is like mercury, the sunlight is like gold thread, a purple cloud gathers and disperses on the top of the clouds, and the endless purple gas falls, evolving the law of the avenue, which is profound and complex.

Boom!

A high platform with a length and width of nine zhang and nine zhang suddenly appeared from the purple mist, and suddenly fell, silver light sprinkled everywhere, and purple qi fell, shaking the Lingxiao Treasure Hall to almost shatter, and the power of the saint's holy path almost appeared a loophole.

The platform landed, the whole body was silvery-white, but a little blood-colored, Manman's black and gray on it, but it was extraordinarily conspicuous; one after another clumsy nicks were imprinted on it, as if forming the charm of the Tao, and each trace was like an ancient beast, cruel and fierce!

Zhengding platform is quietly located in the main hall, a kind of ancient atmosphere comes to the face, there is a kind of vicissitudes, a long history, but also a sense of atmosphere; on its four sides of the platform, there are nine dragons, nine phoenixes and nine unicorns fighting each other, flesh and blood flying, stumps and broken arms, and the heroic is very terrifying, and on the side of the dragon and phoenix unicorn, there are hundreds of clans fighting, blood is like rain, white bones are like mountains, tragic very.

"Are these the scenes of the Great War of the Hundred Clans in Ancient Times?" It took a long time before a great power asked slowly, and his voice was full of emotion.

"This is the great battle of the three clans of the Golden Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin, and it is so chaotic and so tragic that almost half of the flood has been affected. ”

"No wonder the five ancestors of the three clans have created the method of fighting for luck, which is really a great merit of the flood and famine, and it should be passed down to future generations and known to all sentient beings!"

"That's right! The virtue of the five ancestors cannot be severed, and it should be passed on!" Thor also spoke, and the voice echoed in the main hall.

“。。。。。。 ”

Knock knock!

On the platform, the wall carving flickered, the brilliance rushed into the sky, as if it was swallowing the sun and moon Shenhua, suddenly, bursts of war drums sounded, as if tens of millions of troops were roaring, killing, piercing clouds and cracking stones, piercing people's eardrums in general, the fighting spirit was high, and people couldn't help but boil their blood!

The sound of war drums fell, and the voices of the five ancestors of the ancients came slowly, as if they were preaching the scriptures, and as if they were telling the secrets of the ancients; everyone remained motionless, listening carefully, trying to capture these wisps of sound, but they felt a little ethereal and distant, always as if they were close away, unable to get close, as if they were close at hand, and as if they were far away from the end of the world.

"Aang!"

"Wow!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, on the platform, a purple light rose into the air, there was a real dragon circling on it, there was a phoenix dancing in the sky, there was a unicorn lying on the cliff, the posture was thousands, as if it was evolving the trajectory of the avenue, every move, all-encompassing, mixed like nature, mysterious, there is an indescribable feeling.

"The golden dragon is now nine claws, this... Could it be the ancestral dragon?!" A great power suddenly spoke, and his tone seemed to be in disbelief.

"There are also phoenixes, each of them is colorful and colorful, is it the second ancestor of the phoenix?"

"The unicorn stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds is the second ancestor of the unicorn. ”

“。。。。。。 ”

One by one, the great powers guessed each other, and their eyes were uncertain, just because the "Flood Wilderness Record" recorded: In ancient times, the ancestral dragon appeared in its true body, with nine golden claws, the phoenix danced for nine days, and the nine-colored body was nine-colored, and the unicorn was lying on the top of the mountain, and the colorful auspicious clouds were tread!

Moreover, why didn't other hundred clans appear in the purple light, but there were golden dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, they couldn't help but guess so.

The candle dragon didn't move, but there was a trace of longing and guilt in his eyes; Feng Wudao didn't say anything, and a flash of joy flashed on his face; Mo Tian was calmer, but if he could observe it carefully, he would find a trace of emotion flashing on his cheeks.

"It seems that these five are the ancestral dragon, the second ancestor of the phoenix, and the second ancestor of the unicorn. Li Mu looked at the flashes of faces in the three ancient clans, and couldn't help but think secretly.

Bang!

Without waiting for everyone to observe carefully and comprehend carefully, with a crisp sound, the golden dragon, phoenix, and unicorn were shattered all of a sudden, and the purple brilliance became a lot dimmer.

Whoop!

A sound and light pierced the void and left, blooming ninety-nine eighty-one brilliant lights, extremely gorgeous, shooting out of the lower realm, like a light of guidance, connecting the people with great luck on their heads.

Knock knock!

The platform has changed again, splitting into nine high platforms, each of which is nine bright lights, as if to show something.

"On the platform, there are nine high platforms, and those who stay in one clan will win!" Lao Tzu's voice resounded through the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, resounded through the heavens, and spread out to the desolate land, like the vast heavenly sound, vast and boundless. (To be continued.) )