The years flow slowly, and time is eternal in an instant. Time will never stop its footsteps, and the eternal desolate world will always flourish.

In the desolate world, there will be no one who will stop because of the lack of people, the passage of time, in the blink of an eye, it is close to a yuan meeting from Bai Ze's retreat, and tens of thousands of years of time have passed.

However, it was said that the dragon clan elder who was infected by the demon ancestor Luo Hou and the demonic qi returned to the dragon clan, lurking in it and slowly provoking a war between the three clans.

On this day, the second generation of the dragon who did not try his best to provoke Bai Ze was finally released by his mother, and after escaping Bai Ze's murder of him, he sneaked out of the Dragon Palace again without repentance, which made the elder who was infected by the demonic qi feel that the opportunity had come.

This Ao Guang quickly left the East China Sea after leaving the Dragon Palace, for fear of being caught and locked up by the ancestral dragon, and the elder followed closely behind, he knew that Ao Guang had the mark of the ancestral dragon on his body, and it was impossible for him to kill Ao Guang in an instant and disguise himself as the Feng Clan or the Qilin Clan, so as early as the moment Ao Guang left the Dragon Palace, he had already informed Luo Hou Ancestor, and now he just needs to follow Ao Guang closely.

In a large mountain behind Ao Guang, Luo Hou appeared in front of the elder.

"See Ancestor. ”

"Well, that little dragon in front is the ancestral dragon's favorite son?"

"Yes, Ancestor, the Ancestral Dragon has planted a mark on him to ensure his safety. ”

"Okay, go back, don't let the ancestral dragon see anything, and inform the other two clans of the start of the operation. ”

"Yes, Ancestor, my subordinates retire. The Dragon Clan Elder turned around in the direction of the East China Sea.

Luo Hou looked at the appearance of Ao Guang in front of him, and secretly thought in his heart, "Hmph, the three clans, it's just cannon fodder between me and Hongjun." ”

Ao Guang was killed in one turn, and when the mark reacted, he disguised himself as a member of the Feng clan and burned Ao Guang's five-clawed golden dragon body to ashes with Nanming Lihuo.

Zulong, who was in retreat in the Dragon Palace, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with anger, "Feng Clan, dare to be like this, dare to kill my favorite son, don't you want to fight? Okay, my Dragon Clan will destroy your two clans, come and order, my Dragon Clan is in a state of readiness for war at any time, and I want to annihilate the other two clans in one fell swoop." ”

And in the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan, after learning that their favorite son or daughter was killed by the Dragon Clan, they are even more united, attacking the Dragon Clan at any time, and then deciding the final hegemony of the Flood Wilderness after the Dragon Clan is destroyed.

And the Demon Ancestor Luohou, who returned to the west, looked at the three clans and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, let's fight, let's fight, the more intense the fight, the better, in the end, it's not the completion of this seat, hahaha, Hongjun Lao Dao, are you ready for the final decisive battle?" ”

And after Hongjun Ancestor looked at the unadjustable state of the three clans, he sighed secretly, "Luohou's battle is finally coming, your demon path is not allowed in the wilderness, and the final winner must be me." He closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.