Chapter 39: The Battle of the Three Clans
A thousand years passed quickly, and at this time, except for the three tribes, the other vassal races were almost dead, and they seemed extremely empty.
On the central continent of the desolation,
"Zulong, I didn't expect the moment of our decisive battle to come so quickly, I think that we had fought against fierce beasts together back then, it was really like smoke in the past!"
Feng Zu sighed,
Standing in the air is the highest combat power of the three clans, Feng Zu and Huang Zu, Ancestral Qilin, Ink Qilin, Ancestral Dragon, Candle Dragon, Ying Long, and below, it is tens of billions of creatures of the three clans, divided into three camps, led by the elders of each clan.
Zu Long also sighed a little when he heard this,
Once the three clans were indeed the best alliance, because the three clans were made up of common enemies, fierce beasts, but since the reincarnation of the beast emperor and the rebellion of the gods were killed, the fierce beast clan was quickly destroyed.
And the contradiction between the three clans is also getting bigger and bigger, in addition to Rahu's secret calculations, the more powerful the three clans are, the more they can't tolerate the other two clans.
It can be said that even if there is no Rahu, the decisive battle between the three clans is inevitable, but it is not as fast as it is now.
"It's useless to talk more, there can only be one master in the flood wilderness, my dragon clan is the most powerful, let's fight it today!"
The ancestral dragon who sighed for a while immediately said firmly,
He is not alone, he has a large community behind him, and he must think about the community.
"Let's fight!"
Ancestral Qilin also shouted, he is the only leader of the three clans who is still in the late stage of the mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, the Qilin clan is also the weakest, but the dragon clan is stronger,
The Phoenix Clan will still join forces with the Qilin Clan, and the four of them will besiege the three of the Ancestral Dragons.
With the beginning of the high-level battle above, a battle broke out below, and the Dragon Clan was also the largest, with nearly five billion people in one clan alone, and they were also besieged by the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan.
In the end, the battle belongs to the top combat power, a mixed yuan golden immortal can kill hundreds of millions of ordinary creatures with a wave of his hand, so it is a decisive battle between the three clans, and it can be said to be a decisive battle between the top leaders of the three clans.
In the face of the attacks of the ancestral unicorn and the phoenix ancestor, the dragon ball protects the body, and the dragon spear dance is impermeable, but there is also a chance to counterattack from time to time.
The Phoenix Ancestor Battle Candle Dragon had the upper hand, and the Candle Dragon had no power to fight back.
The ink unicorn fought against Ying Long, but he was invincible, and the ink unicorn broke through not long ago, but Ying Long was experienced in a hundred battles, and he was bound to lose after a long time.
"Hurry up, the sooner you die, the better, haha,"
The high-level of the three clans above is in full swing, and the hidden Luo Hu below looks at it with relish, and after this decisive battle between the three clans, the nourishment of the Zhuxian Sword Formation will be gathered, and Luo Hu is very happy now.
dragon land,
At this time, an uninvited guest came, and the person who stayed behind immediately stepped forward to interrogate,
"Who is coming, trespassing on the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan!"
"Haha, are there only so many people left in the huge dragon clan?"
The person who came didn't answer, and looked at the dragon clan land, I don't know how much it has withered compared to the last time I came, and the people who stayed behind were only four dragon clan disciples of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the rest were some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and the cultivation was low.
It was the Chaos Dao people who came, the three clans fought, there was a god flag Dao over there, and he was ready to search the treasure trove of the dragon clan, the dragon clan loved treasures, and there must be a lot of collections.
"If you don't retreat quickly, when my ancestor returns, you will be killed!"
Seeing that the Chaos Dao people didn't pay attention to themselves, the four of them said angrily.
"Zulong, I guess you won't be able to come back! Hehe, I don't know who you are?"
The Chaos Dao people are not as knowledgeable as juniors, so they asked with a smile.
"I am Ao Guang, at this time my three brothers, Ao Qin, Ao Shun, and Ao Yan! Who are you?"
The leading Ao Guang replied.
"Hehe, interesting!"
The Chaos Daoist chuckled, then waved his hand to stun the four of them, and the other shrimp soldiers and crab generals were also swept away and entered the depths of the dragon clan.
The treasure house naturally has a formation ban, but this is not difficult for the Chaos Dao people, over the years, the Chaos Dao people have done this kind of thing not once or twice, and they opened the door of the treasure house with a familiar way.
The ancestral dragon who was far away in the center of the continent felt that the treasure trove formation had been broken, and he was slightly distracted, and he was also hit by the ancestral qilin, and he was immediately furious, and increased his strength to counterattack.
"Haha, there are really a lot of treasures in this dragon clan, this trip is worthwhile!"
The Chaos Daoist sighed.
Although the important treasures of the ancestral dragon are all carried with him, there are also many good things in the treasure house, which do not seem to be very precious now, and each of them is a rare treasure in the future generations.
Chaos Dao people do not refuse, the Chaos Clock has its own space, and now there are many treasures lying in it, and all the ones you see are included in the Chaos Clock, and the geese have plucked their feathers.
And the main battlefield of the three clans, after hundreds of years of fighting, Mo Qilin has been a little unable to support it, after all, he has just broken through, and after fighting with Ying Long for so long, his mana is about to run out.
Seeing the fatigue of the ink qilin, Ying Long increased his attack, the dragon god knife, the knife was like the wind, and the ink qilin did not have a good defensive spirit treasure, under Ying Long's full attack, he was injured and fell down in a few rounds.
Ying Long also chased and killed, as long as he killed the ink qilin, Ying Long could help the candle dragon and kill the Phoenix Ancestor, and his victory was the breakthrough point of the entire battle.
"Die!"
There was a miserable cry from the ink qilin on the ground, and then a huge mushroom cloud formed, and Ying Long, who was chasing and killed, could not be protected, even if there was dragon scale armor, his body was blown up, and the original god was dying.
"No!"
There was a roar from the ancestral qilin.
The ink unicorn was promoted by him at a great cost, and he is also his younger brother, and now he has exploded, although Ying Long has also lost his combat effectiveness, the unicorn clan has broken an arm,
Anger made Ancestral Qilin's strength increase dramatically, and Yin Yin and Feng Ancestor joined forces to suppress Ancestral Dragon.
And when the few people below didn't pay attention, a burst of black gas swayed, and Ying Long's primordial spirit disappeared.
Sensing the disappearance of Ying Long's aura, Zu Long only saw a wisp of black qi flashing.
"What a Rahu, you dare!"
The ancestral dragon also roared, but was hit by another blow between the clones.
Black qi is demonic qi, and there is only one person who cultivates demonic qi in the entire flood wilderness, so it is naturally not difficult to judge.
Originally, Ying Long was just a weak Yuan Shen, if he left the battlefield and cultivated a few Yuan Hui, it was possible to reshape his body, but now he was directly used by Luo Hu as the nourishment of the Zhuxian Sword Array, and he was completely wiped out, and there was no possibility of rebirth.
Zu Long was also angry because his clone was hit again, and he almost fell into a berserk state, once again suppressing Feng Zu and Zu Qilin.
The battle of several people became more and more intense, and at the beginning, they could still take care of the groups below and control the strength, but with the killing of the red eye, the attacks were all indiscriminate attacks, and the creatures of the three clans below were killed and injured countless times for a while.
Coupled with the fact that they were killed by the Mo Qilin before, the creatures of the three clans were less than 100 million at this time, and most of them were killed by the aftermath of the battle of the ancestors of the three clans.
At the time of the war, there were 10 billion living beings, but now there are no more than 100 million, and in just a few hundred years, the losses can be described as heavy, and the foundation of the three clans has also been destroyed.
The leaders of the three clans are still fighting, the losses of the clan have made them lose themselves, and now the only purpose is to kill the opponent to come to their senses.
The hidden Luo Hu below has already smiled, because the bloodlines of the three clans required by the Zhuxian Sword Formation are enough, and if there is another Yuanhui, the four swords of Zhuxian can be born, and Luo Hu will have the greatest reliance.
But Rahu is ready to make a move, only by completely killing the three clans can he feel at ease, like this, when the patriarch of the three clans reacts, maybe he will unite with Hongjun to deal with him, and he must strangle the danger in the cradle.
Sacrifice the god-killing spear, grow against the wind, and in an instant, it is a hundred zhang, attacking the ancestral dragon, the ancestral dragon is the most powerful among them, the ancestral dragon is dead, and the others are not to be afraid.
However, the godkiller spear was blocked by an equally huge divine flag, and in vain, the ancestral dragon also took the opportunity to dodge and avoid the nirvana!
"Kamihata Michito!"
Rahu appeared, his face gloomy.