The first battle of the Dragon and Han Dynasty was tragic and abnormal, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the heaven and the earth changed color, and it took 10,000 years to end.

In this battle, whether it was the gods of the flood wilderness, the people of the three tribes, or the number of sentient beings in the flood wilderness was sharply reduced, the blood and water of thousands of rivers and rivers were turbulent, and the endless corpses were floating in them, converging to the four seas, making the vast and boundless four seas rendered with a layer of blood.

As for the Flame Light Banner that ended up in the hands of the First Phoenix, she was the only beneficiary of this battle.

This battle was fierce, and more than half of the gods of Junshan also fell, this is still the best result, in contrast, the other gods in the three clans either completely withered, or left a few lonely people, Junshan forces are the least lost.

But it is Junshan and the others, even if it is not a sword cultivator, it also cultivates sword dao supernatural powers, and the power of attack may not be as good as that of a natural god, but it is not far behind, and it is naturally dominant, and Yi Shanjun expected the battle of the three clans early on, and arranged it early, and the strength of three or five people formed a formation, and the power of survival naturally increased greatly.

At this time, the beginning of the Longhan Dynasty ended the extreme war, and the vitality of the three clans was greatly damaged, so naturally they had no strength to fight again, so Yi Shanjun returned to Junshan, and the gods of Junshan also returned to their own dojos to heal.

Yi Shanjun was in the Dao Hall, listening to Xing's report, and he presided over the participation of all beings in Junshan Mountain in the war of the three clans.

"Although the sentient beings of Wujun Mountain lost more than half of them in this battle, but relatively speaking, the loss is not large, at this time, whether it is the Southern Continent, or the Central Continent, or the Northern Continent, all living beings are withered, and there is an infinite amount of territory vacant, only Wujun Mountain still has many subordinates, who can easily occupy the immeasurable territory." Xing reported.

"Not bad! You will arrange this matter, and while the three clans have not recovered, they will occupy as much territory as they can......" Yi Shanjun said, but he had just said half of this before he stopped.

Xing seemed to notice the abnormality, and glanced up at Yi Shanjun with a puzzled look, only to see a flash of surprise on his face, which made him surprised, you must know that with Yi Shanjun's cultivation at this moment, ordinary things can not easily shake his mind, at this time, he actually showed his appearance, there must be something big happened.

"Hmmm! That's it! Thou shalt go down. Yi Shanjun commanded.

Xing bowed respectfully, and then retired.

When Xing left, Yi Shanjun activated the prohibition of the Dao Dao Palace, and then the brilliance flashed, and the whole person disappeared, only a scroll of treasure maps floated in the Dao Dao Palace, and this treasure map was the innate hundred grass diagrams.

The next moment, Yi Shanjun entered the world of innate sketches.

At this time, the appearance of the innate grass pattern has changed greatly, the earth is immeasurable, endless, and the vast and boundless treasure tree spiritual roots are like the vast sea, and the spiritual roots derived from them are endless, not to mention the billions of thousands? It is estimated that all the spiritual roots in the entire flood wilderness add up, and they are not as good as the spiritual roots in the innate hundred sketches.

Like the vast general spiritual root, every moment in the unknown time and space swallowing immeasurable vitality, colorful, immeasurable colorful light transpiration and uncertain, the sky clouds rise and fall, but it is the condensation of innate vitality, the weather is thousands, rolling like a tide, the rotation is uncertain.

In the center of the world of the innate hundred sketches, there is a sacred mountain, and there is a spiritual spring on the top of the sacred mountain, the spring water is clear, and it is flowing, but it is condensed by the innate vitality, and a dark red lotus flower is rooted in the spring.

This lotus is the Shensha Red Lotus, after the catastrophe of the beast, this lotus blooms nine products, becomes an innate thing, after which the thirty-six products of the Pangu clan create the green lotus shattered, the Shensha Red Lotus stole a part of the luck of the creation of the green lotus, and the flowers bloom ten products.

Since then, there have been endless years of ups and downs in the innate spiritual spring, and the flowers have bloomed eleven times.

At this time, Yi Shanjun appeared on the top of the sacred mountain, only to see the endless innate vitality surging out of the spiritual spring, and a vitality vortex was also formed between heaven and earth, and there were also endless innate vitality rivers returning.

The red lotus is like a black hole, swallowing infinite innate vitality, the dark red lotus, blooming with a bewitching color, the lotus petals are crystal like a treasure jade, the treasure light is dense, and a red bud is formed in the center, which is slowly blooming at this time.

At this moment, the Divine Red Lotus blooms twelve grades.

Yi Shanjun stood aside, his face was happy, and he was waiting quietly with endless expectations.

I don't know how long it took, the surging innate vitality began to weaken, and then stopped, and the Divine Red Lotus successfully bloomed twelve grades.

"Haha......" Yi Shanjun laughed heartily, and then beckoned to the twelve-rank Divine Evil Red Lotus, and the Divine Evil Red Lotus flew out, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into Yi Shanjun's Mud Pill Palace.

However, this day was a pleasant surprise for Yi Shanjun, and the innate vitality riot caused by the advancement of the Divine Red Lotus just now rioted again.

The innate vitality of the world of the Innate Hundred Grass Diagram once again formed a vast whirlpool, and the endless innate vitality was infused into the void, and the Innate Spirit Spring also spewed out a colorful glow, reaching straight to the sky.

"This?" Seeing this scene, Yi Shanjun was slightly stunned at first, and randomly showed a look of disbelief.

Looking up, through the vast vitality vortex, you can see a canopy of heaven, glowing with endless treasure light, but it is a huge golden book and iron scroll, in which ten thousand divine swords rise and fall, swallowing immeasurable vitality.

This golden book and iron scroll is naturally the innate Ten Thousand Sword Diagram that Yi Shanjun has cultivated for countless years, and after the Divine Red Lotus opened the Twelve Grades, this Innate Ten Thousand Sword Diagram has also begun to ascend.

I don't know how long it took for the Innate Ten Thousand Sword Diagram to successfully become an Innate Spirit Treasure.

At the top of the sacred mountain, Yi Shanjun beckoned, and the golden book and iron scroll that turned into a canopy began to shrink continuously, and finally fell into his hands.

Holding the Innate Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, Yi Shanjun's face was overjoyed, and he actually showed a look of deep thought.

"The Divine Red Lotus and the Innate Ten Thousand Sword Diagram have risen one after another, which seems a little unusual! Could it be because of the first battle of the Dragon and Han Dynasties, there were a large number of gods and tribesmen, three tribesmen, and desolate beings? Yi Shanjun muttered to himself.

Then, I saw that Yi Shanjun's face was uncertain and gloomy, as if there was something difficult to choose.

For a while, Yi Shanjun gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a decision, only to see his figure flash, and he disappeared into the world of innate hundred grass diagrams.

The next moment, Yi Shanjun appeared in the Junshan Daoist Palace, only to see Pan sit up and begin to recover from rest to restore the spirit and spirit lost in the first battle of Long Han.

After thousands of years, in a flash, under the innate vitality of the innate hundred sketches, Yi Shanjun's spirit and spirit returned to the peak state.

At this time, he walked out of the temple and stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the sky.

"Today, the sentient beings in the flood are ignorant, do not go to heaven, do not cultivate merits, do not know how to cultivate, only know how to take, do not know how to repay, I Yi Shanjun wants to establish the way of the sword to educate the flood."

"The way of the sword, specializing in attacking and killing, killing oneself, killing others, killing sentient beings, returning to the flood with oneself, with others, and with the essence of all beings."

"Kendo standing! Suppressed with the innate Ten Thousand Swords. ”

Yi Shanjun's oath resounded through the desolation, whether it was the three existences such as Zulong, or Luo Hu Hongjun and others, or the remnants of the innate god clan, the people of the three clans, and the sentient beings of the desolation, they were all clear to the ear.

At this moment, it can be said that there are all kinds of sentient beings, including joy, dismay, disdain, disgust, greed, wait-and-see, etc., but no matter what kind of attitude sentient beings hold, at this moment, they all set their eyes on where Junshan is.

"Boom ......" A Nine Heavens Divine Thunder sounded, but it was the Heavenly Dao response, and then above the Nine Heavens, a huge Xuanhuang merit, like a heavenly river pouring down, descended to Jun Mountain.