East Kunlun, Yujing Mountain.

"Master, the sky above Yunmeng Daze in the Western Xinjiang is full of evil energy, resembling a giant dragon, I don't know why?" Although Sanqing calculated something, he still asked it in line with the principle of asking questions.

Hongjun's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he said lightly: "The three innate clans gathered in the Western Xinjiang and fought in Yunmeng Daze!"

"That's true!" Sanqing glanced at each other and said, "Master, don't we have to stop this innate three clans war?"

Hongjun said: "Why bother to stop it. The calamity has come, and those who have passed the degree will enjoy hundreds of millions of years, and those who cannot survive will be turned into ashes!

Tongtian hurriedly said: "But Master, no matter how you say this desolate land, it is also opened by Pangu Father God, and if it continues like this, when the evil qi forms the substance, I am afraid that the desolation will be in danger!"

Hongjun's emotionless eyes glanced at Tongtian, and said, "It's okay! someone will stop this big battle!" After speaking, he disappeared from the futon.

After hundreds of years of enlightenment, although Sanqing has broken through to the early stage of quasi-sainthood, he is still shocked by the disappearance of Hongjun. Helplessly looking at each other, the three turned around and left Zixiao Palace.

Western Xinjiang, Yunmeng Daze.

"Boom", "Boom", "Roar"

Three fierce beasts like demon gods are fighting fiercely in the desolate sky.

The claw shadow is vertical and horizontal, the blood is swirling, the true flame is flying, and the god thunder falls. The three people who have cultivated to the realm of sub-saints, none of them will give in.

Before you know it, you have been fighting for more than a thousand years.

Land, above the clouds. A group of seven Da Luo Jin Immortals besieged Li Qingming in the middle.

threw out the Qiankun ruler that was conceived in the Yuanshen, and the Qiankun ruler grew when he saw the wind, and soon turned into a giant brick more than 100 zhang long, and pressed towards the unicorn that attacked Li Qingquan with a "boom".

In the splash of blood, the unicorn was smashed to death by Li Qingming's angry blow, and his soul was scattered. All the creatures within a hundred feet of this straight line were implicated, and they all turned into ashes.

The remaining six Da Luo Jin Immortals looked at the Qiankun ruler in the sky, and their faces were frightened at first. Then he became ecstatic, and the greed in his eyes was terrifying, and one of the bird tribesmen said, "That man, as long as you leave this ruler behind, I will keep you safe, if not, you will fall here!"

Li Qingming swept the six Da Luo Jin Immortals around him with a cold expression, and said, "I protect your uncle, if you want a ruler, in the next life!" After speaking, he stretched out his hands and blatantly pointed at the purple lightning mark in the center of his eyebrows, and with that point, a dazzling purple light rushed straight to the nine heavens,

The sky suddenly changed color, and dark clouds as black as ink came in the sky. The entire Yunmeng Daze was filled with a depressing and dull atmosphere. The three Ao Long, who were originally fighting in the outer heavens, stopped what they were doing and shot their eyes at the dark clouds in the sky.

A strange big eye condensed from the dark clouds, that eye had no emotion fluctuations, glanced at Li Qingming indifferently, and looked at the six Great Luo Golden Immortals who were besieging Li Qingming.

These six Da Luo Jin Immortals were terrified by this big eye.

"Boom!" Six dazzling purple lights shot out from the giant eye, blasting towards the six people with a devastating aura.

When they were terrified, the six people threw their real name magic weapon into the void and put it on top of their heads. Unfortunately, this giant eye is the Zixiao Divine Punishment summoned by Li Qingming at the cost of a realm, not to mention the Great Luo Jin Immortal, who is a powerful person in the early stage of the quasi-saint, and under this divine punishment, they all have to be seriously injured. So the six people who were sad became the souls of the dead under divine punishment.

"Jiji, good job!" "The blood-colored Ao Long was happy at this time.

"Ao Long, I don't know if you are pretending to be stupid or really stupid! That person is obviously not from your dragon clan, but he is just using the name of your dragon clan to slaughter, how can you be happy?" Feng Tian sneered at this time.

"Haha! Yes, Ao Long! Although that young man has killed many people of our clan, there are not a few people of the dragon clan who have died at his hands!" Lin Tian's golden eyes suddenly bloomed with a golden light.

The blood-colored Ao Long's face was slightly ugly at this time, and he said, "It's useless to talk more!" The annoyed and angry Ao Long once again pounced on the two of them.

At this time, on the Yunmeng Daze, the beast clan, the scale armor clan, and the bird clan had already been blinded by the earth-shattering divine punishment. Where is there still the mind to fight each other.

Mount Meru in the West.

"Unexpectedly, after many years, this divine punishment has appeared again?" Rahu touched the ripe black lotus flower in his hand, and said to himself: "Mess up, mess up, thief quack! The people of the deity have already taken action now, and they ...... it."

Outside the wilderness, three people who were tightly covered by black robes suddenly appeared, and at this time, the three of them resolutely joined the battle circle and stopped Ao Long, Fengtian and Lin Tian respectively.

"What happened in the clan that actually attracted the Dharma Protector to the battlefield in person?" Ao Long looked at the black-robed man in front of him suspiciously.

"Daoyou, let's go back and take a look for yourself, if it's too late, I'm afraid that the foundation will be ruined and the luck of many years will be gone!" the black-robed man said in a deep voice.

Feng Tian and Lin Tian faced the same situation as Ao Long.

"Listen to the order of the scale armor, shrink the battle group, count all the troops, and return!"

"The Bird Belongs to the Command ......"

"The Beast Belongs to the Command ......"

The three of them gave the order to return to their respective territories almost at the same time, and the entire Yunmeng Daze suddenly became annoyed. Taking advantage of this chaos, Li Qingming hid in the Qiankun diagram and waited for the three clans to evacuate.

It is also strange to say, thinking that Li Qingming killed tens of millions of members of the three clans, the three of Ao Long at this time did not care about the whereabouts of the two, but were in a hurry to catch up.

Intuition told Li Qingming that he was afraid that something big would happen again!

Li Qingming, who drilled out of the Qiankun diagram again, looked at the devastated Yunmeng Daze, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Not to mention Li Qingming, who is cleaning the battlefield, look at the situation in this innate three clans.

The original clouds and mist were steaming, the white mist was filled, and the dreamlike dragon holy land was now a filthy place filled with black clouds, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and resentful spirits were full of filth.

"Ang, what the hell is going on?Where is Tian'er?" Ao Long was still in the body of a blood dragon at this time, but he had turned into a human form, and his conspicuous red robe was extremely weird.

"Ao Long Daoyou, you were the culprit of this tragedy that day!" The black-robed mysterious man floated over without touching the ground.

"Impossible, this is impossible? You are lying to me, right?" Ao Tian is Ao Long's most beloved son, and his qualifications are against the sky, Ao Long doesn't believe that Ao Tian will rebel against him.

"Hmph!" the black-robed man snorted coldly and said, "Ao Long Daoyou, you have lost your temper!"

Ao Long was stunned and said, "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist!"

"Okay! In order to make you believe, there is no other way!" The black-robed man stretched out a pair of miserable white hands, pinched the seal, and Zhou Fang's heaven and earth aura rioted, and then he whispered, "Back to the water mirror!"

What a wonderland!

I saw that in this space, the fairy spirit lingered, the clouds and mist were ethereal, and the clouds were divided into fog. Spirit birds and beasts are noisy, and strange flowers and plants are glorious to the sun. Forests, bamboos and stones make up strange scenes, and mountains, rivers, lakes and valleys are evergreen. Looking for and seeking, keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon; faintly, the golden splendor is in the palace. Qionglou Yuyu, high-rise buildings, strange flowers and plants, cranes are auspicious, and the end is a holy place for cultivation.

Immediately, the screen flows. A black robe, a handsome young man, holding a Zhangba snake spear, stepping on a six-grade black lotus under his feet, the evil aura looming in his eyes, looking at his face, it was Ao Tian. Behind him, there were about 200 people, all of whom were in black robes and leather, and they were full of murderous energy.

"Kill me!" Ao Tian coldly waved the spear in his hand and said, "The deity has an order to put all the heavenly and earthly treasures in the Dragon Clan's holy land into the storage space." Kill all of the dragons who belong to them, and kill them all!"

A group of black-clothed men, howling madly, holding various weapons, killed the dragon clan who had already looked stupid. What is amazing is that these two hundred or so people are all cultivators in the late stage of Da Luo Jin Immortal, destroying the heavens and the earth with a raised hand, and destroying people's souls at every turn.

"Excuse me, the old guy of the ancestral dragon has hidden the treasure house of the dragon clan too tightly! Helplessly, the deity Jihua executed in advance, so he had to pocket these necessary belongings. As for the rest of the materials, let's take care of it!" Ao Tian muttered to himself for a while, and followed a group of black-clothed men to kill the generals. I saw that these men in black were merciless, like killing machines. Often the knife goes straight to the neck......

The picture turned again, and the Dragon Clan's holy land at this time had become a ruin. Ao Tian commanded a group of black-clothed men and walked towards the west.

"Ang, why is that?" Ao Long's eyes were red, as if he were crazy.

"Fellow Daoists, please mourn!" The black-robed man put away his spell and said, "Prince Ao Tian is afraid that he has been poisoned by gangsters. Ao Tian in the scene of property management, his face was ruthless, and the black aura in his eyes was rising, as if the prince had not practiced any evil exercises before. This image should be the appearance of a puppet!"

"Is this true?" Ao Long heard this, and his eyebrows trembled.

"Really! I think before the chaos opened, there were three thousand Chaos Holy Demons in Hongmeng, and the puppet ancestor who was good at puppet art had fought against me several times! I still have some research on the puppet method. Therefore, I conclude that Ling Lang is being controlled by the puppet technique!" This black-robed man is really mysterious. It was born before Chaos.

Ao Long's expression changed a few times, and he said in a depressed voice: "It's me who has overstepped, please forgive the Dharma Protector!"

The black-robed man did not speak again.

"Bixia, let's clean up the clan land first, and then make other plans!" At this time, a quasi-saint beside Ao Long persuaded.

"Pass on my order, clean up the clan land!" Ao Long waved his hand, his expression dark.

The situation of the Feng and Qilin clans is roughly similar to that of the dragon clan. It's just that the leader of the Feng clan is Feng Yan'er, and the leader of the Qilin clan is the long-disappeared Baizhu. The saddest thing is the Phoenix Clan, the Phoenix Treasure House, which was ransacked by a group of black-clothed people led by Feng Yan'er.

Two flowers, one on each table.

At this time, Li Qingming was happy. The three innate clans who withdrew from the battlefield in a panic had no time to clean up the battlefield. It was cheaper for Li Qingming, and the twelve ancestral witches who were called by Li Qingming were hiding under the Yunmeng River.

Like a sword made of Taiyi gold essence, a sword made of Nine Heavens Cold Iron, and a spear made of star pure gold...... Together, there are no less than 10 million pieces of materials. What pleased Li Qingming the most was that he had obtained a lot of ontological materials of the three innate clans. For example, unicorn horns, dragon horns, phoenix beaks, tiger claws, and a lot of dragon liver and phoenix gall!

"Brother Li, why are you collecting these things? It's so disgusting!" Houtu, who is innocent by nature, only wants to see this kind of bloody scene.

Li Qingming looked up at Houtu and said, "You will understand in the future!" But he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart: "This world will become worse day by day in the future, the aura is scarce, and the materials are scarce." I'm not doing this for the sake of planning for the future!"

At this time, no one noticed. In the sky above this western frontier, the evil qi composed of the grievances, evil spirits, and other negative emotions of countless living beings after death boiled and rolled, spreading and covering the entire Yunmeng Daze. There was even a small crack in the sky above the Western Frontier, and streams of golden clusters of qi luck continued to pour down from the long river of qi luck of the three innate clans. The evil spirit gradually condensed into a dragon, waiting for the beginning of the next great war.

Mount Meru in the West.

"The deity, the subordinates are fortunate not to be dishonored! Sneak attack on the base camp of the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Qilin Group. Except for the Feng clan, which produced a large number of spiritual treasures and innate materials, the other two clans harvested some kittens and shrimps. Ao Tian and the three knelt in front of Luo Hu, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Why, you're fortunate!" Luo Hu stretched out his hand and said, "Now, this seat has achieved the late stage of the sub-saint. Jihua can be implemented. “

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the three of them, and then they knelt down and saluted: "Congratulations to the deity for achieving the late stage of the sub-saint!

Rahu looked up to the sky and smiled:

"Pangu, you destroyed our flesh that day, and today I destroy your shijie! thief hahahaha......"