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··································································· No matter how ambiguous the atmosphere in the Penglai Hall of Penglai Peak is, it will never hinder the grievances and disputes between Luo Hu and the ancestral dragon, Tianfeng, Moyun, as well as the demon sect and the dragon and phoenix unicorn clans.

Let's shift the lens to the desolate continent, or the vast plains.

"Three fellow Daoists, whether you are making peace or fighting, let's have a happy word. After being secretly provoked by that mysterious person, Luo Hu no longer had any hope that the three clans would be able to work for his Demon Sect, so he no longer looked left and right, and directly put the topic in front of the patriarchs of the three clans and let them choose for themselves.

"This, this, ······" Zu Long has nothing to say, after all, after some provocation by that person just now, the retreat of his three clans has been cut off, leaving his three clans with the only way to fight, not for anything else, to say that it is good to say that it is only for the dignity of the three clans, and to say that it is difficult to say that it is to fight for face.

If the three clans did not have the strong past, there would be no today's results, and everything is just the so-called battle of the skin!

"Needless to say, just fight. Tianfeng's face was glowing with a cold light, and he said to Rahu.

"Moyun Daoyou and Zulong Daoyou also mean the same thing?" Luo Hu was not persuading, originally he guessed that after the sarcasm of the mysterious monk's words, the three clans would strengthen their belief in starting a war with their own demon sect, but now only Tianfeng has expressed his position, as well as the Qilin clan patriarch Mo Yun, the dragon clan patriarch Zulong and the two have not expressed their position, Luo Hu's idea is that he can fight for it, after all, one more ally is much better than one more enemy.

Mo Yun and Zu Long glanced at each other, and both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes, Mo Yun looked at Tianfeng, and saw that Tianfeng was expressionless, just standing next to him, Mo Yun saw Tianfeng's expressionless face and kept staring at the corpses of the three clans on the ground not far away, and followed Tianfeng's gaze to a huge corpse pile, which was piled up by the Phoenix Clan and a little Qilin Clan, and the top was a Dragon Clan's sub-holy period monk.

Looking at the corpses of the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan around them, he knew that the Dragon Clan Sub-Holy Period monks were killed by many monks of the Da Luo Golden Immortal Period, looking at the number of dead corpses, there were about more than a thousand people, Mo Yun saw that the corpses of some Qilin Clan monks appeared on this pile of corpses from time to time, and Mo Yun couldn't help but think of the source of this scuffle.

It was because of Luo Hu's provocation that it led to today's three-clan scuffle, thinking of this, Mo Yun couldn't help but strengthen his confidence to stand down, and besides, the people of Tianfeng and the female stream dared to make up their minds to fight like this, but their own men hesitated here and didn't dare to make a decision, and they were suddenly a little ashamed.

So, "War, you want to fight, then fight." After Mo Yun finished speaking, his eyes couldn't help but fluctuate a little in the eyes of the damaged Qilin clan monks on the pile of corpses that he looked at Tianfeng, after all, for this melee, their Qilin clan had already paid a huge price, and half of the young monks in the clan were either injured or seriously injured, which was the result of Luo Hu's provocation.

"Ancestral Dragon Daoyou, do you want to be like Tianfeng and Mo Yun, two Taoist friends?" After Luo Hu heard Mo Yun's reply, the longing in his eyes faded, although he had already guessed the possible result, but after hearing it, he still had to be disappointed, and in the end, only Zu Long had not yet expressed his position, but as usual, in order to ask, he didn't believe that Zu Long could be faceless, leaving aside the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan alone, and leading the Dragon Clan to join his own Demon Sect.

"Ugh!" , Zu Long was a little difficult to decide on Rahu's words, because originally he meant that he would first put his name under the Rahu Demon Sect, and then look at the other forces in the flood wilderness to fight against the offensive of the Rahu Demon Sect, after all, the three clans had experienced hundreds of years of war with the three clans before, and the monks of the three clans were exhausted, if they continued to fight with the Rahu Demon Sect, it would definitely be the monks of the three clans who would suffer, after all, the monks of the Rahu Demon Sect had been recuperating for a long time, and they had not experienced a melee, and the three clans were still surrounded by trillions of sect members, if they continued to fight with them, the result was not difficult to imagine, the remaining elite monks of the three clans, I'm afraid there won't be one in ten!

After Zu Long heard Mo Yun's words, he was obviously a little surprised, originally he thought that even if Mo Yun did not cooperate with Luo Hu, he would remain neutral, but the result was inconsistent with Zu Long's imagination, Zu Long ignored Luo Hu's question, but asked Mo Yun in surprise: "Mo Yun Daoyou, you are..." ？”

Mo Yun didn't look at the ancestral dragon, but looked at the corpses of the three clan monks on the battlefield under his feet, and said lightly: "Alas, Ancestral Dragon Daoyou, you don't need to say more, in fact, I don't want to fight anymore, but, look at these three clan monks who fell on the battlefield under your feet! Why did they fall here? Well, they are for the interests of their own clan, for the dignity of their own clan, and for..." As he spoke, Mo Yun couldn't help but get excited, but he seemed to feel the violent fluctuations in his emotions, and quietly calmed down his emotional fluctuations.

Then he turned his head to Rahu and said, "Daoist Luo Hu, the war between the three clans started because of you, and the reason you said before was that you sacrificed countless living beings for yourself to reach the holy realm, just for you to practice, don't you think you are cruel?"

Zu Long listened silently to Mo Yun's narration, and his head involuntarily turned his gaze to the countless monks of the three clans who had died on the battlefield under his feet, thinking of the countless dragon clan sons and daughters who were damaged for his own order, originally for the benefit of his own clan, the ruthless heart of good use of calculations, and he couldn't help but fluctuate, and there was a burst of sound in his throat, which made a difficult shift his gaze away from those corpses.

Zu Long looked at Mo Yun and Tianfeng again, and just said lightly, "Let's fight for the honor of the three clans." Then his eyes opened his eyes to the corpses on the ground again, and then turned to Rahu.

After Luo Hu finally heard Zu Long's words, he knew that the situation was no longer under his control, and he couldn't help but think of the person who suddenly made a noise just now, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of resentment in his heart, if he hadn't ruined his plan, it was very likely that he would be in the flood raid now!