Between heaven and earth, a violent evil qi erupted, causing the entire flood to shake.

At this moment, the war of the three clans broke out in an instant.

"The dragon clan listens to the order! everyone will kill me !!" Zu Long snapped, only to see the strong men of the dragon clan, as well as the strong men of the affiliated races, participating in the battle one after another.

Immediately, between heaven and earth, a dense army appeared, like locusts, among which the breath of Da Luo Jin Immortal was as many as 3,000 Dao. These dragon armies, well-trained, condensed into a large array with each other, mixed as one, like a whole, like a huge grinding plate, rolling down.

The strength of the aura surprised some monks who were secretly watching the battle.

"What a powerful sea clan! Such a powerful dragon clan!" Hongjun hid in the void and looked at the dragon army below, only surprised and frightened.

At this moment, the strength displayed by the dragon clan made everyone feel fear. If you don't become a saint, under the pressure of such a large army, there is only one way to die.

For the first time, Hongjun felt the horror of quantity.

Ants are very weak and can easily shoot a large group to death.

It's just that when the number of ants is terrifying, they unite together to form a tight formation, which is enough for ants to bite and kill elephants.

"Feng Clan, the Eighth Legion of the East listens to the order. Attack from the northwest, kill!"

Feng Zu calmed down and gave orders.

Immediately, a phoenix legion, like a dagger, attacked the dragon army.

Between heaven and earth, there was a scorching heat, and a huge fire phoenix with a length of 10,000 zhang bombarded out, while a 10,000-zhang dragon on the opposite side roared and fought back.

Water and fire are colliding, blood killing, all the time. There are dragon monks who have fallen, and there are also phoenix monks who have fallen.

Feng Zu watched all this silently, without a trace of superfluous expression, and looked at the battlefield coldly.

"The twenty-second legion of the Qilin clan is attacking!"

The Qilin Ancestor also gave the order, and a Qilin army rushed away.

Kill Kill!

Soon, more and more troops were thrown into battle. There are more and more legions.

The intensity of the battle escalated instantly, and the fierce aura between heaven and earth instantly enveloped the entire desolate land.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth roared, and the vast blood rain rose from the desolate heavens and the earth, as if the heavens were crying.

Woooooo

The aura of calamity became even stronger.

The calamity has come, and under the great calamity, ninety percent of the creatures in the desolate land will die as sacrifices to heaven and earth. In the calamity. Many great races may decline, many invincible beings may die, countless races will be wiped out, and countless spiritual veins will collapse......

The evil qi was condensed, and the calamity came, but the ancestral dragon, phoenix ancestor, and qilin ancestor were extremely calm, still commanding the battle.

Everything was expected by them.

It's just that I expected it, and the catastrophe came. You can't hide if you want to, and if you want to dodge, you'll only die faster. The doom is coming. Then face the calamity, kill and kill, kill the calamity, the winner will be holy, and the loser will be completely destroyed.

You can't eat in life, and you can't cook in death.

No one can be in the Great Tribulation. Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, in the face of a catastrophe, only by going all out and fighting to the fullest will there be a trace of vitality. All those who have reservations. All of them will die miserably.

Death is fate, life is luck, that's all!

Lightning and thunder, blood flashing, terrifying aura, disasters one after another, life and death collide, hatred and hatred collide.

Kill, kill, kill!

Soon, the Da Luo Jin Immortals of the three clans fought together, never dying, and if they wanted to live, they would kill the enemy in front of them.

Soon, Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Ancestor, and Qilin Ancestor were waiting for the top powerhouse to make a move, and they collided together.

Hongjun looked at all this and sighed leisurely, witnessing a boundless destruction.

On the battlefield, as the war continued, all the monks became madmen, turned into killing beasts, either you killed or people killed you, and killing became an eternal theme.

The raging flames of war, the shattered earth, the breath of destruction, wave after wave.

Hongjun suddenly said in his heart: "On the battlefield, there is no real victory or defeat, only killing and death. On such a battlefield, being alive is the greatest happiness. Even if the mana is monstrous and invincible, there is no guarantee that he will be alive in the next moment, and life is so fragile.

Countless strong people are being killed, and countless strong people are exploding themselves and dying with the enemy.

Hongjun watched all this silently, as if he were an outsider.

It's just that Hongjun's mind is integrated into heaven and earth, and he sees the destruction and tragedy on the battlefield, just like those dead monks of the three clans, as if he died.

The true meaning of destroying the world, the true meaning of measuring calamities, and the true meaning of calamities......

The calamity is slowly dissipating.

It seems that enough monks have died, and the doom begins to dissipate

Hongjun keenly sensed that the Heavenly Dao was running, absorbing the life origin of the fallen monks, and everything was like the crops were ripe in autumn and the crops were harvested.

If the way of heaven is insufficient, the common people will make up for it.

In some large-scale ceremonies, a lot of cattle and sheep were sent as sacrifices to ancestors and gods, but at this moment, countless monks died, and these fallen monks turned into sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao.

After absorbing the life origin of a large number of fallen monks, the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolate World was slowly advancing.

The old beings die and return to heaven and earth, and the new beings are reborn on the basis of them, and the cycle continues, like a reincarnation, a reincarnation of heaven and earth.

And every reincarnation represents another transformation of the Heavenly Dao.

In the past, Hongjun had always thought that the three clans were fighting for the supremacy of the desolate world, but now it seems that he is completely wrong.

Not for the hegemon, just to live.

The desolate world is very large, but it has been divided by the three clans, and there is no extra land, only by fighting, only by bloody battles, can we fight for land and resources from the enemy.

And again and again bloody battles, the implementation of the policy of reducing the number of soldiers with bloody battles can also alleviate internal contradictions.

In the war of the three clans, no matter who wins in the end, the so-called victor is often also seriously injured, and can no longer be able to expand, so he can only hold on to the old territory, or even shrink the territory, and the loser may not be able to do much except shrink in the ancestral land.

Victory or defeat, there is no benefit to the three clans.

It's just that they have no choice but a bloody battle......

"Cranes and mussels compete, and fishermen profit. Many people think about the battle of the three clans, the moment when each other suffers heavy casualties, take the opportunity to make a move, and be that fisherman! It's just that you are calculating, I am calculating, everyone is calculating, but in the end, they don't know, who laughs and laughs at the end!"

Looking at some hidden figures, the situation that was about to move, Hongjun was full of contempt.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses.

Although after the bloody battle, the three clans suffered heavy losses, but if they want to pick up the cheap, they still have to pay a huge price.

No one can succeed easily!(To be continued......)