The catastrophe is about to start, and the entire Flood Desolate Continent is like a layer of clouds, and the depressing breath spreads all over every corner of the Desolate World, and the feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings surrounds all living beings, and Bai Ze is even more awake from the retreat.

In the Yuji Palace, Bai Ze opened his eyes and looked at the aura of the catastrophe in the sky above the desolate world and sighed, "Is the great tribulation finally coming? Bai Ze didn't intend to escape this catastrophe on the abbot, he wanted to enter the catastrophe in person, reap the benefits in the catastrophe, and even settle the account that he was hunted down and killed when his cultivation was low, exuding the aura of the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal all over his body.

"Stygian, I am optimistic that the dojo does not allow any living beings to enter or leave Abbot Island. ”

After so many years of cultivation, Mingyang has also become a monk in the middle stage of a golden immortal from the original Xuan Immortal cultivation, so his cultivation has risen sharply, but he has not transformed into a shape, because he deeply knows his identity as a mount, "Yes, master, please rest assured, Mingyang will never let any living beings enter or leave Abbot Island." ”

After Bai Ze fully activated the formation around Abbot Island, he flew towards the Flood Desolate Continent.

In the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Zu Long sat quietly with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, but if you look closely, you won't think much about it.

Just because his hands were gently lying on the dragon chair, his whole body was trembling, just like a person who was nervous and scared, but would such a domineering person as Zulong be like this?

No, Zulong is like this entirely because he is excited, and he is extremely excited, because he has been waiting for this day for a long time!

What a tempting word! Now nothing can stop Zu Long's determination to go to war, although the killing of his most beloved son was the original cause, but now he is completely fighting for that, the supreme power and power, he can't wait for a moment, and at this moment, although the anger of Feng Zu (Huang Zu) and Qi Zu (Lin Zu) is self-evident, but in their eyes is more of that vigorous ambition.

The roars of the three clans continued to resound on the mainland, with the determination to win, the indomitable faith, and the endless desire, spreading to all corners of the desolate world, which represented the advent of a great war.

At the junction of the three clans in the desolate world, the people of the three clans are surging forward like a tide, each of them is millions of monks, and the momentum and coercion it brings are even more terrifying.

Standing in the sky above the dragon clan in the east, the ancestral dragon with a cold face, the nine dragon robes on his body were drumming and muttering, and there was no wind to automatic, like a god of war, majestic.

"Phoenix clan, what does it mean that the elder of your clan killed the dragon son of my dragon clan for no reason? Do you look down on my ancestral dragon, where do you put my dragon clan, if you don't give me an explanation today, you will definitely wash your phoenix clan with blood. ”

Zu Long said angrily to Feng Zu, and his voice spread throughout the battlefield.

And the children of the dragon clan below roared at the Phoenix clan and the Qilin clan, their eyes bloodshot, as if they were enchanted.

"Hmph, who is right and wrong! Your ancestral dragon himself knows, don't be cheating, am I still afraid that you won't succeed? The son of the Phoenix Clan, today we and the Qilin Clan jointly destroyed this Dragon Clan, and then came out of the throne of the Overlord of the Flood Wilderness, and killed the Dragon Clan with me!" Feng Zu said angrily, and his body was even more misty, walking up and down.

"Today is the time for my three clans to compete in the competition, and the younger brother is not welcome here, the Qilin clan will follow my command and kill me!" Qizu said with a calm face, but with the word killing, his face was full of hideousness and love for people.

"Kill !!"

I saw hundreds of millions of monks of the three clans, randomly forming various large arrays, killing each other, dark clouds, shattering, crushing the enemy endlessly.

The three clans gathered together, all kinds of magical powers, all kinds of laws, thousands of spells were issued together, red, yellow, blue, brown, white, pieces of spiritual treasures appeared colorfully, forming a shocking scene.