The Five Elements Dao people were in an underground area outside Mount Meru, looking at the formation in front of them, and the wrinkled expression on their faces finally relaxed.

"It's finally done, and I'm ready to retire. The Five Elements Dao man muttered, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

After the Five Elements Dao people left, a person in a black robe appeared at the original location of the Five Elements Dao people, sniffed, and wondered: "I obviously noticed that there were people here, how could there be no trace of breath left." ”

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

The black-robed Great Protector suddenly turned his head and looked at this demon clan, his face showed doubts, where did he just come out of the Demon Ancestor, how could he let himself go over again, could it be that something happened.

"What do you know?"

"How could the little one know, the Great Dharma Protector should hurry up! Don't let the Demon Ancestor wait, you and I can't afford this. ”

The black-robed Great Protector nodded, indeed, let the Demon Ancestor wait for a long time, he couldn't afford it, he was running his magical powers, surrounded by demonic energy, and the figure of the black-robed Great Protector disappeared suddenly.

On Mount Meru, there are large arrays of trees, surrounded by black gas in the sky, which makes people feel extremely gloomy, there is a black palace on this Mount Meru, and the black-robed protector suddenly appeared at the door of the palace.

I heard a voice from inside: "The black robe comes 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 you think, it is very simple, four pillars of the gods support the palace, and a huge Honghuang Xianwen is located in the center of the main hall, which is a magic word.

A man in a black robe, sitting on a lotus platform with twelve pins, was looking at the desolation from afar, in his eyes, the desolate land was broken and destroyed everywhere, and the boundless black qi invaded the entire desolation.

This person is the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and he is also one of the three people that Hongyun fears the most in the flood wilderness, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is already 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 for the Demon Dao King to come to the flood has come, you go and provoke the war of the three clans and cheer for my Demon Dao. When Rahu's voice came, those who were not in a high mood would go crazy when they heard it, and their demonic energy would be blazing.

"Demon Ancestor, rest assured, 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 Rahu's words, he immediately laughed "Xiuxiu", and his unclear face showed an evil expression.

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

Luo Hu didn't smile, but his expression was unusually solemn, the catastrophe came, not he alone could preach, he secretly felt that he still had an old enemy, who would come out to stop him when he was in the flood of domination.

Luo Hu looked at the direction of Yujing Mountain through hundreds of millions of miles of space, and at this time, Hongjun Daoist, who was contemplating the creation of the jade disc, suddenly opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out, colliding with Luo Hu's gaze in the void.

"Hongjun!" Demon Ancestor said coldly.

Hongjun Daoist smiled slightly: "It is the poor Dao, and Luo Hu Daoyou is polite." ”

The eyes of the two secretly tested each other, but the other party was helpless, knowing that the other party was not inferior to their own masters, they retracted their eyes one after another, waiting for the time when the big war came.

"Go black robe, let the flames of war between the three clans burn. Luo Hu's face was cold, and he couldn't figure out the cultivation of Hongjun Daoist, so he could only hope that the big war would come soon, and the longer it was, the more variables would appear.

The black robe hurriedly responded, turned around and left the Demon Ancestor Palace, and ordered the matter to go down.

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

It's chaotic, the flood is completely chaotic, the three clans are at war inexplicably, 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 arranged a series of important tasks for the three clans to die, and even the descendants of Zu Long, Feng Zu, and Lin Zu died several times one after another, and it happened that during this period, Zu Long and others were in retreat, seeking to break through the peak of the quasi-saint, so that their cultivation could be one step closer, so that they could have an overwhelming momentum and defeat the rest of the two clans.

The descendants of the ancestral dragon died suddenly, and the news came that they were killed by the Feng clan and the Qilin clan, and suddenly the high-level of the dragon clan was furious, and then the ancestral dragon was in retreat again, so all the big and small affairs of the dragon clan were in charge of Tianlong Ao Tian.

And Ao Tian naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so the new hatred and old hatred were all added together, ready to make the two clans pay the price.

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

In the midst of the flood, the killing atmosphere was pervasive, the war broke out, and the three tribes were completely engaged in the war, not only the three tribes, but even the vassal races of the three tribes also joined the war.

The war broke out for a hundred years, and the three of Zulong, Fengzu, and Linzu finally broke through the peak of the quasi-saint and broke through, only to find that the three clans had been fighting for a hundred years, and they were so involved that it was unimaginable that the three of them could no longer stop this war.

And when they left the customs, as the supreme masters of the three clans, they suddenly tied a killing thread to their bodies, which made their hearts suddenly surge with murderous energy.

"Big 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, it broke through at the last moment, what's going on." ”

"Big 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, are inseparable from them." ”

"What! poof..." Zu Long took a few steps back again and again, and sat down at once, three sons! He only has thirteen sons in total, nine of them are mixed-blood, and only four are directly related, and now there are no three at once, how can Zu Long not be in pain.

The ancestral dragon sat on the dragon chair, sad and indignant, and suddenly the other people in the dragon palace did not dare to say anything, even Ao Tian was not saying anything, the pure bloodline of the dragon clan was already small, not to mention the ancestral dragon bloodline, and the loss of three at once was unbearable for the ancestral dragon.

In the Dragon Palace, the tranquility was terrifying, there was no sound, only the angry breath of the ancestral dragon echoed in the Dragon Palace, and the coercion of the quasi-saint peak made all the dragon clans tremble, and even Ao Tian had some heart palpitations, deeply feeling the terrible nature of the ancestral dragon.

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

"Roar! Dragon, fight! fight!"