"Zulong, Tianfeng, you actually calculated me, good, good, it's really good, today's hatred of my Lin Tian should be kept in mind, you wait. ”

After Lin Tian finished speaking, he turned into a streamer of light and disappeared in front of Zu Long and Tianfeng in a blink of an eye.

"Poof!

After Lin Tian retreated, Zu Long and Tianfeng spurted out another mouthful of blood, obviously, the injuries of the two of them were much more serious than Lin Tian.

However, this is also reasonable, after all, the two of them had been seriously injured before the battle with Lin Tian, and although they finally hit Lin Tian as they wished, their injuries were also more serious.

"Although we have severely injured Lin Tian, our own injuries have become more serious, much worse than Zhi Lin Tian's injuries, but at this time, we can't continue to fight, otherwise we will only benefit others. ”

Zu Long said a little weakly, although he really wanted to kill Tianfeng, but he also knew that it was impossible to succeed with his current state.

Moreover, even if he could kill Tianfeng, he would be hit hard again by her dying counterattack, and even die with him.

Therefore, the best choice now is to strike the war, this Zulong understands, and Tianfeng naturally knows it, so when Tianfeng heard this, he did not object, and nodded slightly in agreement.

"Since you have no opinion, then this battle is over!"

After the ancestral dragon finished speaking, he turned into a streamer and headed towards the Flood Desolate Continent, and Tianfeng didn't say much when he saw this, he followed the ancestral dragon and flew towards the Flood Desolate Continent, and at the same time sent a message to the elders who were fighting in the starry sky, informing them that the battle was over.

"Whoa, whoa!"

With a whistling sound, Zu Long and Tianfeng arrived one after another, coming to the sky above the battle between the armies of the two clans, and not long after the two of them returned, the elders of the two clans also rushed back.

Since the overall strength of the elders of the two clans is similar, in this battle, no elders of the two clans have fallen, and at most they will be seriously injured, but the armies of the two clans are different.

In this short period of time, the two million armies on both sides have already lost as many as 300,000, and the average loss of one side is 150,000, and this is only the dead, as for the wounded, there are even more, almost everyone is wounded, but the severity is different.

In this battle, the dragon and phoenix clans lost a total of more than 300,000 clansmen, although it was not as tragic as the beast catastrophe, but it was enough to be called a river of blood and stumps everywhere.

"Alright, this battle is over, let's stop!"

The ancestral dragon stood on the battlefield, glanced at the disciples of the two clans who were shouting and killing endlessly, and said lightly, and the majestic voice clearly entered everyone's ears, whether it was a disciple of the dragon clan or a disciple of the Feng clan.

In an instant, the battlefield where there was still a shout of killing fell silent, and one by one the monks stopped fighting, looked up at the sky, and immediately flew behind Zu Long, Tianfeng and the others, forming a confrontation situation.

"Let's go!"

Looking at the almost wounded dragon army behind him, Zu Long didn't say much, and with an order, he withdrew from the battlefield with the remaining more than 800,000 dragon clan disciples and returned to the dragon clan in a mighty way.

"Let's go too!"

After Zu Long took the dragon clan disciples away, Tianfeng said to the Feng clan disciples behind him, and after speaking, he took the lead and flew towards the Tiannan Immortal Volcano, the headquarters of the Feng clan.

The first battle of the dragon and phoenix, after leaving more than 300,000 surnames, ended like this, and it inevitably seemed a little anticlimactic, but this was just the beginning.

No one noticed that the essence blood, murderous aura, evil aura, and all kinds of negative aura on the battlefield were all converging somewhere, and its direction was the west.

Time passed, and ten Yuan Hui passed in a blink of an eye, and since the first dragon and phoenix war, the dragon and phoenix clans have completely started a war.

Over the years, the wars have not stopped, but as for Zu Long and Tianfeng, they went to retreat and heal after the end of the First World War.

This is the Ten Yuan Society, and the entire flood famine can be described as a continuous beacon fire, and the war between the dragon clan and the phoenix clan has swept most of the flood famine.

And over the years, the Qilin clan has also begun to make moves, except for the occasional battle with the dragon and phoenix clan, it is not to go to a certain small clan.

In addition to the endless wars between the three races, there are also many other races that take the opportunity to expand their power, annex one race after another, and increase their power and strength.

They did this not to take advantage of the opportunity to rise or even dominate the flood, but to protect themselves, yes, just to protect themselves, in this already chaotic flood.

Of course, there may also be some ambitious races that don't know whether they live or die and want to fish in troubled waters and rise up in chaos, but after all, this is only a minority, and most of the races and monks are relatively self-aware.

In general, it was during these ten Yuan Hui that the flood famine was completely chaotic and completely mired in war.

Whether it is the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, or other relatively weak and small flood and wilderness tribes, it is the same, the entire flood and wilderness is in flames and killings.

It's just that no one has noticed that the essence blood, murderous energy, evil energy, and other negative aura caused by the great war that has occurred in the flood over the years will all converge towards one place.

It's like the dragon and phoenix during the First World War, and they all converge in the same place, both in the West.

Although almost the entire flood wilderness has been plunged into war, there are still a few places that remain calm, such as Qinglian Valley and the five giant cities of the Qinglian Chamber of Commerce, such as Hongjun's dojo Yujing Mountain, such as the Western Wilderness, or the place where the demon clan led by the Demon Ancestor Rahu is located.

Why are these places able to remain calm even when war is raging in other places?

There was no other reason, just because of the strength of Ye Qin and the others, because they were quasi-saint powers, and their strength was enough to deter the Flood Desolation Hundred Clans, including the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans.

It can be seen from this how important strength is, which is why Zu Long, Tianfeng and others will not be able to resist the temptation of sanctification, because they want strength, stronger strength!

Now the entire flood famine seems to be covered with a dark cloud, giving people a feeling of incomparably depressing, murderous, evil aura permeating everywhere, pulling the killing intent in the monks' hearts, making the killing of the flood famine more and more.

The catastrophe is coming!

At this point, almost every strong person above the Golden Immortal knows that the catastrophe is coming, even if it is a monk below the Golden Immortal, they have more or less induction or speculation.

Therefore, many monks have retreated, wanting to avoid the catastrophe, but unfortunately the catastrophe is not so easy to dodge, and even if they are closed to death, there is still the possibility of death.

After all, if you don't go to find trouble, trouble may automatically find you, as the so-called lying down can be shot, a catastrophe, not by hiding can pass.

If you really have the possibility of falling in the catastrophe, then dodging will only make death come faster, and maybe in the face of the catastrophe, there may be a glimmer of life.

It's a pity that most of the monks understand this truth, or understand it, but they don't want to do it, but they think that they can escape by hiding and retreating.

Qinglian Valley, in the Ming Dao Palace, Ye Qin, who was wearing a green shirt, was cultivating with his eyes closed, and at this time, a bright light suddenly flashed in the main hall, but it was Ye Qin who opened his eyes that were closed for more than a hundred yuanhui.

"One hundred and twenty yuan!"

Ye Qin calculated the time of his retreat with a single thought, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This time flies so fast!"

"Well, it's been so fast that it's come to this point, and it seems that the final decisive battle is not far away!"

Ye Qin looked up, his gaze passed through the Ming Dao Palace, looked at the sky outside, and saw that the sky was almost completely covered by clouds, and this cloud was not an ordinary cloud.

Rather, it is a fierce aura, a calamity cloud formed by the condensation of the calamity qi, which is a sign of the coming calamity, and ordinary monks cannot see it at all, and at most they can feel some changes in the flood after it, such as feeling more and more depressed.

"It's good to come soon, so that I can also get the Twelve Rank Destruction Black Lotus as soon as possible, well, it's time to talk to Hongjun. ”

Ye Qin's voice was still echoing in the Ming Dao Palace, and his figure had already disappeared.

"Yujing Mountain, after so many years, it hasn't changed much, it's still an immortal holy realm!"

Looking at the clouds and mist in front of him, the strange rocks were craggy, and the spiritual roots were dense, like the Yujing Mountain of the Holy Realm, Ye Qin sighed slightly.

"Chaos Daoist friends have descended on my Yujing Mountain, and I am really full of brilliance!"

As soon as Ye Qin's words fell, Hongjun's voice came out from Yujing Mountain, and at the same time, the large array that enveloped Yujing Mountain suddenly parted to both sides, revealing a wide and straight road.

Hongjun, who was dressed in a Xuanshuo robe, walked towards Ye Qin with a smile on his face, followed by two boys, a man and a woman, who were Haotian and Yaochi, the future Emperor of Heaven and Queen Mother.

"You're welcome!"

After Ye Qin looked at Hongjun slightly, he opened his mouth and said, the aura on Hongjun's body was more profound, more ethereal, and more insipid than tens of millions of years ago.

As for his cultivation, he has indeed reached the quasi-saint, and according to the perception of the clone, his cultivation has reached the peak of the early stage of the quasi-saint, and he is only one step away from reaching the middle stage of the quasi-saint, "Haotian, Yaochi, I haven't come forward to see the Chaos Daoist, well, you can call the Chaos Daoist the same as Sanqing." ”

Hongjun turned his head to face Haotian and Yaochi, who were looking at Ye Qin with curiosity on their faces, and said.

"Uncle Shi?"

Haotian and Yaochi couldn't help but be a little surprised when they heard this, could it be that Chaos Dao Zun was also a quasi-saint like a teacher, otherwise how could the teacher let us call him uncle?

Haotian and the others secretly guessed in their hearts that because they had been staying in Yujing Mountain, they had never even heard of Ye Qin's victory over Rahu, otherwise they would not have such doubts.

Although the two of them were a little confused, they didn't dare to slack off at Hongjun's orders, so after Hongjun's words fell, they stepped forward and saluted Ye Qin:

"Haotian (Yaochi), meet Uncle Chaos!"

"No need to be polite!"

Ye Qin nodded, and then waved his hand to bring a gust of wind to help Haotian and Yaochi up.

"Alright, stand down. After Hongjun finished speaking to Haotian and the others, he said to Ye Qin: "Fellow Daoists, please come with me!"

After speaking, he took Hongjun towards Yujing Mountain and came to Zixiao Palace, but Hongjun didn't stop for the slightest, and took Ye Qin directly into Zixiao Palace.

(To be continued)