The battle began, and Xuanyuan took the lead in ordering the dragon clan to fight, and Zu Long served as the vanguard of the dragon clan.

The Baimu Dao people were in an underground area outside Mount Meru, looking at the current formation, and the wrinkled face on their faces stretched out.

"In the end, I'm ready to retire. Baimu Daoist muttered, and his body suddenly disappeared.

After the Baimu Dao people separated, a person in a black robe, who appeared in the original position of the Baimu Dao people, sniffed, and said: "I obviously perceive that there are people here, how can there be no trace of smell left." ”

"The Great Protector was originally here, and the Demon Ancestor asked you to meet him, so hurry up!" At this time, a demon clan ran over in a hurry, and just happened to see the black robe, and his face suddenly showed joy.

The black-robed Great Protector suddenly turned the fire and looked at this demon clan, his face showed a hung appetite, where did he come out of the Demon Ancestor, how could he let himself go over again, there was something wrong.

"What do you know?"

"How can the little one know, the Great Protector should go as soon as possible! Don't let the Demon Ancestor wait, you and I can't afford this. ”

The black-robed Great Protector nodded his head, really, let the Demon Ancestor wait for a long time, he couldn't afford to wait, he operated his supernatural powers, and his whole body was entangled with demonic energy, and the figure of the black-robed Great Protector was suddenly wiped out.

On Mount Meru, a large array stands in a forest, the black gas in the sky is entangled, making people feel extremely gloomy, there is a black palace on this Mount Meru, and the black-robed protector suddenly appears at the door of the palace.

I heard a voice from inside: "The black robe goes in." The black-robed Great Protector who was waiting outside the door pushed open the palace gate and walked in this time.

This palace is not as magnificent as I thought, extremely frugal, four pillars of the gods of heaven will support the palace, a vigorous Honghuang Xianwen is located in the middle of the main hall, is a magic word.

A man in a black robe, sitting on a lotus platform with twelve pins, was watching the desolation, in his eyes, the desolation of the desolate land was divided and destroyed, and the boundless black qi invaded all the desolation.

This person is the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Inferior, and he is also one of the three people who Xuanyuan fears the most in the Flood Wilderness, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and he was once the peak of the quasi-saint, and he is only one step away from proving the mixed element.

"Black robe, the catastrophe is coming, the time when the Demon Dao King is in the flood has come, you go and provoke the artillery fire of the three clans to help my Demon Dao. "The voice of the devil is coming, and those who are not high-spirited will fall into the devil when they hear it, and the demonic spirit will be blazing.

"The Demon Ancestor can think about it, long before a Yuan Hui, I installed people in the three clans, just for the great cause of my demon clan. When the black robe heard the devil's words, he immediately laughed, and his face that he couldn't see clearly showed a fierce appearance.

"The black robe wishes the Demon Ancestor to unify the flood and the Mixed Yuan, and my Demon Clan will be immortal. ”

The devil didn't smile, but his face was extremely solemn, the catastrophe came, he was not the only one who could preach, he felt in the dark that he still had an old enemy, who would come out to stop him when he unified the flood.

The Demon Inferior looked at the direction of Yujing Mountain through the sky of hundreds of millions of miles, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was contemplating the Creation Jade Disc at this moment, suddenly opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out, colliding with the Demon Inferior eyes in the void.

"Tianzun!" Demon Ancestor said coldly.

Yuan Shi Tianzun smiled slightly: "It is the poor Dao, the devil and the bad Daoist friend who saluted." ”

The eyes of the two secretly tested the opponent, but the opponent was clumsy, knowing that the opponent was not inferior to their own good hands, and they withdrew their eyes and waited for the time when the war came.

"Go black-robed, let the guns of the three clans burn it. "The devil's face turned cold, and he couldn't figure out the cultivation of Yuan Shi Tianzun, so he had to look forward to the big war coming soon, and the longer it took him, the more variables would appear.

The black robe responded quickly, turned around and left the Demon Ancestor Palace, and ordered the facts.

...............

It's chaotic, the flood is in chaos in the end, the three clans have gone to war without a name, even Zulong and Fengzu, and Linzu don't know what's going on, and the three clans start fighting.

The spies of the demon clan have deployed a series of important tasks of the three clans, and even the descendants of Zu Long, Feng Zu, and Lin Zu have been connected to death several times, and at this time, Zu Long and others are in retreat, seeking to break through the peak of the quasi-saint, so that their cultivation can be one step closer, so that they can override and defeat the other two clans.

The heir of the ancestral dragon died suddenly, and the news came that he was killed by the Feng clan and the Qilin clan, and suddenly the high-level of the dragon clan was angry, and then the ancestral dragon was in retreat again, so all the facts of the dragon clan were in charge of Tianlong Ao Tian.

And Ao Tian naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so the feud was added together, planning to make the two clans spend the price.

And the same fact, in the other two clans, it was also performed at the same time, both of the direct descendants of Feng Zu or Lin Zu died, and the news came that they were all killed by the Dragon Clan.

In the midst of the flood, the bloodshed was full of blood, and the battle broke out, and the three clans participated in the battle, not only the three clans, but even the vassal races of the three clans also entered the battle, and in a generation, the flood and famine flowed into a river of blood, and the corpses were piled up like a mountain.

The battle broke out for a hundred years, and the three of Zu Long, Feng Zu, and Lin Zu broke through the peak of the quasi-saint and broke through, but they realized that the three clans had fought for a hundred years, and at the same time, it was too wide to imagine, and the three of them could not stop this battle.

At the same time, when they left the customs, as the supreme masters of the three clans, they suddenly tied a blood-washed thread to their bodies, which made their hearts suddenly surge.

"Brother, you.... Breakthrough?" The Dragon Clan's ancestral land Dragon Palace, Ao Tian looked at the ancestral dragon who came out of the customs and said with surprise.

Zu Long nodded: "Well, I broke through at the last moment, what's going on." ”

"Brother... I'm sorry for you... The three seven-clawed bloodline nephews were all damaged. Ao Tian looked at Zu Long with a guilty look, and suddenly a monstrous anger surged up on his face: "It was the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan who did it, and I, Ao Tian, do not share the sky with them." ”

"What! poof..."Zu Long took a few steps back, and sat down for a while, three sons! He only had thirteen sons, and nine of them were mixed-blood, unless there were four direct relatives, and now there were no three for a while, how could Zu Long not be in pain.

The ancestral dragon sat on the dragon chair, sad and silent, and suddenly the people of the Dragon Palace dared to say anything, even if it was Ao Tian, he didn't say anything, the purebred bloodline of the dragon clan was already small, not to mention the ancestral dragon bloodline, and after losing three in a while, it was difficult for the ancestral dragon to inherit.

In the Dragon Palace, the loneliness is terrible, there is no sound, unless the smell of the ancestral dragon's anger echoes in the Dragon Palace, the coercion of the quasi-saint peak makes all the dragon clans tremble, and even Ao Tian has some heart palpitations, deeply feeling the horror of the ancestral dragon.

Suddenly, the ancestral dragon stood up excitedly, looked in the direction of the Feng clan and the Qilin clan, the courage on his body skyrocketed, and a dragon roared out.

"Roar! Dragon, fight! fight!"