CHAPTER XLIV. The mastermind behind the scenes has finally appeared

Just when the patriarchs of the three clans were fighting in the Void, the amount of murderous energy, evil energy, and other negative aura generated by this battle disappeared faster than it was generated.

However, it was mentioned earlier that under the battlefield here, there is a mysterious large array that constantly absorbs the murderous energy, evil qi and other negative breaths on the battlefield, as well as the blood and remnants of the people of the three tribes, as well as those strange creatures.

And in the center of that formation, there was a domineering and weird man standing, but it was the Demon Ancestor Luohou, I saw countless scarlet blood flowing in the formation under his feet, and countless corpses soaked in it, which looked so terrifying and terrifying.

And above the formation, there were four swords floating, containing infinite murderous and evil qi in it, slowly forming a formation of countless blood and corpses.

The four swords are the four swords of the immortals, and the way is:

Non-copper, non-ferrous and non-steel,

It was once hidden under Mount Meru.

Don't use yin and yang to refine,

Isn't there water and fire quenching the edge?

"Zhu Xian" is profitable, "killing immortals" is dead,

"Trapped immortals" glowed red everywhere;

"Absolute Immortals" are endlessly changing,

Da Luo immortal blood stained clothes.

This is the prestige of the four swords of Zhuxian.

"Hahaha...... Fight, fight! The more people you die, the faster the Zhuxian Formation of this seat will be completed!" Luo Hou Old Ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

But at this moment, I saw a melodious voice from outside the battlefield: "Daoyou has done a little too much, it's better to retreat quickly!"

I don't know what the mystery of this sound is, but its speed of propagation is visible to the naked eye, and it quickly spreads throughout the battlefield.

And among them, the patriarch of the three clans, who was still fighting and fighting to the death, stopped his hand at the same time after hearing this voice, the red light in his eyes slowly receded, and his spiritual wisdom slowly recovered.

"What's going on, why can't I remember anything about it?" the ancestral dragon muttered as he looked around.

"Why is this so barren, and what about our people?" said the Second Phoenix Ancestor after the disintegration.

"What the hell is going on? We ......" After the Second Ancestor of Qilin looked at the scene in front of him, he seemed to remember something, and a feeling of fear came to his heart.

At this time, the remaining children of the three clans rushed to hear the sound, and looked at the few people in the void, without the madness of that time, they cautiously approached them.

When the three clans finally found out that their patriarch had indeed returned to normal, they collectively cried: "O patriarch, you can be regarded as recovered, we thought it was .........."

"What the hell is going on? What about the children of my three clans, why are there only a few dozen of you, and why is this place like this?" asked Zu Long eagerly.

The people of the three clans cried and shouted, and told Zulong and the others what happened at that time, and Zulong's face became more and more ugly as they told it.

"I don't want my three clans to fall into this fate, and I even killed my own clansmen myself, ah...... Why, why is this, who is it, who is calculating my three clans, who is it?" Zu Long said with tears on his faces, his heartache, self-blame, and remorse can be seen by everyone.

Just when the Zulong and the others were heartbroken, a sneer spread throughout the battlefield, followed by a cold voice: "If you want to fight, you will fight to the end, since you don't want to fight, then this seat will send you on the road!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strange man in black appeared on the battlefield, and as soon as Luo Hou appeared, he used his divine sense to lock on to his ancestral dragons.

Zu Long said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency has such a big breath, just because you want to kill a few of us, it's really a pipe dream!"

Luo Hou looked at them disdainfully and said: "If you are still in the period of total victory, I still have a chance to escape, but unfortunately you are now at the end of the crossbow, and you don't need to be able to kill you, let me tell you, it is I who provoked the war between your three clans, and it is also me who can become holy by dominating the flood and famine, are you shocked to hear these two news!"

Speaking of this, Luo Hou laughed out loud, and the laughter was as arrogant as he wanted.