The cold wind was bleak, and it was blowing cold.

The universe, three thousand continents, four seas and eighteen rivers are all in the wind and rain.

However, these struggles and struggles, twisted and muddy, have not affected the purity of those innate sacred caves and blessed lands after all.

After all, the innate great luck is in the body, unless you are deeply trapped in the calamity and ignorant of the spiritual wisdom root, it is really difficult for the innate divine to die.

It's just that there are also some alternative minorities who can't extricate themselves from the catastrophe. Just like Yu Qiang's and Refusal's family, the body is destroyed, and the gods are scattered. Even if the innate ancestral qi is indestructible for hundreds of millions of eons, and if you want to reunite the true body of the god form, you don't know how many years it will take to be ignorant, and how many yuan will be calamity.

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On the congenital Zhou Mountain, there is a quiet and far-reaching atmosphere, as if it is isolated from the disputes of the outside world, and does not blend with the universe.

Even in this innate Zhou Mountain, the divine land of hundreds of millions of miles in circumference, there are few disputes, and they do not match the catastrophe weather.

In the purple gold gate, the four sacred statues are high and high, just as the sky is high and the dome is as vast as the earth, one is the flow of time, and the other is the creation of vitality.

The breath is like the sky and the sky, overlooking the misty nothingness, as if he has seen something interesting, and said lightly: "Huh...... It's a visitor from the East China Sea!!"

East China Sea ...... As soon as the great tribulation began, it shook the heavens and shook the gods.

Since the catastrophe of heaven and earth, it has been 40,800 years old. The Canglong clan is a sea enemy, three seas and eighteen rivers, and 30,000 years have passed.

Although for the innate and immortal great saints, 30,000 years is just a big dream, or a time for a retreat.

However, for this catastrophe that has lasted for 640,000 years, it has already been dotted with a touch of color. It's still a heavy 'ink' that no one can easily ignore.

In these short 30,000 years, the number of fallen gods and demons is really like clouds and rain, scattered with short-lived brilliance.

And between heaven and earth, since the Fifty Yuan Meeting, there are only how many gods and demons have attained. If you say more, it's not more than a million. In the meantime, there is no lack of overdraft potential, or stepping on the Dao of gods and demons with side door refining methods, and those who have never taken the next step abound, and the list is endless.

And this dragon clan accounts for one-tenth of them, and the potential power is too huge to be overcome.

If it weren't for the fact that only the Canglong Clan, an innate saint, stood in the foreground, barely standing for the Dragon Clan. I'm afraid that the dragon clan would have been able to crush the rest of the water veins a long time ago and compete for the great cause of Daqian's hegemony.

"Huh?"

The three-channel tone seems to be slow and slow. But it was the other three great figures who all set their eyes on the distance.

Obviously, they also know the potential power of the dragon clan, and they understand the meaning of coming to Zhoushan at this sensitive time.

One is full of vitality, nine feet tall, wide eyebrows and big eyes, and a coarse appearance, with a heavenly constitution in his mouth, and he is not angry and arrogant: "Donghai?

Canglong's qi is not there, but it can hide the gaze of an innate saint?

This coarse mine divine mind turned, glanced at the heavenly firmament-like existence beside him, and fell silent again.

Since the beginning of the catastrophe and the completion of Hongmeng, the Cangli clan has become more and more unpredictable. It even made the other three feel coerced, just like the vast void, with no end in sight.

The Cangli clan paused slightly, and snorted: "This is just the bloodline of the Canglong clan...... His deity does not come by either. ”

Although the East China Sea is peaceful, life is turbulent. The Canglong clan is at this juncture, how dare he go to Zhoushan.

"Brother Jufang, what do you think?"

The Cangli clan looked at this great saint invited by the Yue Jian clan and whispered.

The person who lives in the Fang clan, the lord of the Torture Horse Mountain, is congenitally sacred, has nine heads, and has eight brothers, also known as the nine-headed clan. Its mana is vast, the magic power is beyond words, and the "soldier" method is the Tao, and the "weapon" is goodbye to the tree. Therefore, the Cangli clan attaches great importance to it, and the candle dragon and Yue Jian are the same, and the mountains around the mountains are overwhelming, and the ups and downs of the world are seen.

That Ju Fang's appearance is rough, but his mind is delicate, or the innate sacredness is born with great wisdom and wisdom, and there is no coarse stupidity and stupidity.

Ju Fang's heart was bright, and he sighed: "I look at the Canglong Clan, it is difficult to support it alone, and I want to find help. ”

The dragon clan is powerful, and the number of gods and demons is the highest among all forces. However, the foundation is weak, and there is only one innate divine suppression qi.

This made it clear that the Canglong clan was overpowering the three seas and gaining the upper hand. still can only stand still, dare not personally dominate the four seas, causing the fear of the gods, and can only be trapped in the East China Sea for 30,000 years.

The Dragon Clan of the East China Sea has no shortage of high, medium and low-end forces. What is lacking is only the apex force to suppress the great luck of the clan.

And the congenital Zhou Mountain, Cangli Clan, in the eyes of many people with a heart, is a figure that has to be surpassed.

And the relationship between the Candle Dragon Clan, the Yue Jian Clan and the Cangli Clan is not an important secret in this vast universe.

Only the Ju Fang clan has only come for ten thousand years recently. So it is not known to most of the divine. But what you should know, you know all about it.

What a huge heritage!

The Cangli clan and the Candle Dragon clan aside, the Yue Jian clan alone has ten brothers, each in charge of heaven and earth, and there is also the Jufang clan, eight brothers, who are in charge of one side of heaven and earth.

This can represent dozens of innate sacredness. The potential is strong, and there is no one else like it.

Don't look at the three thousand sacred, and think that dozens of sacreds are nothing.

The innate sacredness is all rebellious, and the lawless nature is deeply hidden, and where is it so easy to integrate. Unless the number of days is connected and the brothers are commensurate, the others are really rare.

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The blue-headed dragon god looked indifferently at the god in front of him, and the wind and dust on his body that had been forbidden by the mountains and mountains could not wash away his resoluteness.

"Little Dragon...... Qinglong, who came by the order of the ancestral dragon, asked to see all the high saints. ”

Qinglong knelt down on his knees and spoke loudly to the seventy-two-fold Divine Que High Pavilion.

However, the Shenque Gate was confined as if there was no one, without a word, without a word.

Seeing this, Qinglong did not hesitate, and still repeated, "... See, all the high gods..."

"Came by order to see ......"

And so on and so forth. still dare not have any contempt, no matter how demeanor or action, there is no way to find fault.

Inherently sacred and indestructible, this is the norm. is the green dragon, as a dragon son, the blood is noble, and it is not as holy as the reverence.

"What?"

The sky suddenly exploded, and it seemed to be a dull sound of thunder. A tactful sound like a heavenly drum conch, echoing in the ears of the green dragon.

Qinglong's face was not revealed, he was as respectful as before, and he only said softly: "The ancestral dragon edict is here... Please take a look..."

Holding this golden scroll and jade silk in both hands, like a treasure, it seems to be practiced thousands of times between movements. turned into a golden light and escaped into the Shenque Pavilion. And the green dragon was still kneeling outside the Shenque Gate, motionless.