Chapter 13: Defeat and Defeat of both sides
The two brothers, Foxy and Foxy, got up tremblingly, looked up to the sky and roared, "From now on, I will no longer be a dragon clan, and the one qiē of the dragon clan has nothing to do with my two brothers. With that, he slowly walked into the distance. Everywhere they passed, both the Scaly Armor Clan, the Beasts and the Birds all flashed out of the same way. The righteousness and bravery of the nine sons of the ancestral dragon have won the respect of everyone.
"Ancestral Dragon, are you just going to let them leave like this?" Although the Qilin King was heartbroken by the fall of his several princes, he still couldn't help but tease Ancestral Dragon.
"It's just two wastes! Even if the injuries recover, they will definitely retreat, I don't have any elixir to heal them, if you like it, I'll give it to you!" After that, he led the dragon army back to the East China Sea.
"Hahaha...... How could I deal with two juniors who had lost their cultivation? "After all, he led the alliance of the two clans to retreat to the center of the flood wilderness.
The great supernatural beings in the flood desolation began to suffer, and they were turned out of their respective caves by the three clans. Either he was forced to join the three clans as a guest elder, or he was hunted down by the masters of the three clans, and finally died. After a short period of silence, the war between the three clans inevitably broke out again.
The footsteps of the dragon clan finally stepped into the river basin again, marching all the way, fighting all the way, countless water tribe warriors under the leadership of Qinglong, Candle Dragon and several other Da Luo Jin Immortals, with endless sea water rushed to the mainland, making waves.
There is a battle going on between the three clans at all times. Millions of clansmen were killed in each confrontation, and the fall of many great supernatural beings was accompanied by the fall, and the corpses of the three clans almost floated all over the river basin, and the blood stained the land along the coast with a layer of red.
The sky was full of dead spirits blocking the light of the stars, and countless creatures were stimulated by this cruel scene to go crazy, and more people were demonized and disappeared, but no one paid attention to them. As the war progressed, everyone couldn't stop, they just thought about killing and killing, and they kept killing.
The Feng clan no longer left their hands, and directly dispatched most of their strength, led by Vermilion Bird and Xuan Ming respectively, to surround the waters on the Flood Continent, and the raging fire directly cooked countless water tribes, and the smell of meat wafted everywhere on the Flood Wilderness. The Qilin clan is also in conflict with the dragon clan, today you will turn the continent into a river, and tomorrow you will turn the river into a land.
After several Yuan Hui in this way, the three of Ancestral Dragon and Phoenix Ancestor Qilin King suddenly found that the number of their own clan had dropped from tens of billions at the peak to less than one billion now, and most of them were old and weak women and children, and what made the three ancestors even more shocked was that there had been no new life in the three clans for tens of thousands of years.
The three of them no longer dared to go to war lightly, and in the end, the three finally agreed that each side would bring 200 million soldiers to assemble in Buzhou Mountain, and the battle would be won or lost. Those who win will unify the flood famine, and those who will lose will be willing to gamble and surrender to lose, and withdraw from the flood famine.
"Groaning ......" A huge dragon roar suddenly came from the heavens and the earth, and the eastern part of Buzhou Mountain was suddenly filled with billowing smoke and dust, and after the smoke and dust, 200 million huge figures with a body size of more than 10,000 feet gradually appeared on the horizon, and the terrifying dragon breath rolled forward with the breeze.
Suddenly, there were bursts of phoenix roars and unicorn roars in front of Buzhou Mountain, the phoenix soared in the sky, the unicorn was majestic on the ground, and the alliance of the two clans had already lined up to wait for the arrival of the dragon army.
At the foot of the mountain, the warriors of the three clans divided into two camps to confront each other. On Buzhou Mountain, the ancestral dragon, the phoenix ancestor, and the unicorn king stood in the air against the wind.
"Ancestral Dragon, if you quit the battle for hegemony now, I promise you that the dragon clan will rule all the waters of the Flood Wilderness forever!" After a long silence, the Qilin King took the lead in speaking.
"Hmph, if I say that after becoming holy, I will allow the Qilin Clan to occupy the Flood Desolate Continent for eternity, will you withdraw?" Ancestral Dragon looked at the Qilin King and said disdainfully.
"You!" the Qilin King couldn't help but be annoyed when he heard this, and he wanted to say something but didn't know where to say it.
"Okay, don't talk about these useless things, let's see the real chapter under your hands!" Feng Tian, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
"Hmph, then come on!", Zu Long listened to Feng Tian's words and took the lead in attacking.
The three of them have been dominating the flood famine for a long time, and they are all cultivating to make great progress, Zulong is already in the late stage of the quasi-saint at this time, and the Qilin King and Feng Zu are both at the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and the battle between the three of them is really dark, and the entire desolate world seems to be beaten back to chaos by the three of them.
Seeing the three ancestors fighting together, the warriors of the three clans also roared and rushed towards each other, and the decisive battle of the three clans finally began. I don't know when, one after another black qi began to shuttle between the warriors of the three clans, and countless warriors of the three clans fell into madness, their eyes were red, and they fought chaotically regardless of whether they were enemies or enemies. Before you know it, more than half of the three major ethnic groups have been killed or injured.
After a month of non-stop fighting, the three of them were all injured. With a "boom", Zu Long, Feng Zu, and Qilin King bombarded each other again, and the three of them didn't remember how many times they had fought each other. The three of them were impacted by the force of each other's attacks and retreated, floating in the void. The flesh and blood on Zu Long's body were blurred, his face was extremely pale, looking at the original hundreds of millions of clansmen, less than half of them were left, and sneered: "Do you want to continue fighting?"
Feng Zu and Qilin King, who were also unbearable, glanced at each other and nodded helplessly, "Stop! With that, he ordered the army of their respective races: "Stop!"
But the warriors of the three clans have been fighting until now, most of them have been contaminated with demonic energy, where is it said that you can stop when you stop, occasionally there are conscious warriors who want to leave the battlefield, and as soon as they stop, they are torn to pieces by their companions around them.
The patriarchs of the three clans finally realized that the situation was wrong, and they all released their own monstrous might, wanting to completely separate the warriors of the three clans by virtue of the hierarchical suppression of the bloodline.
"Hahahaha......" At this time, I only heard a wild laugh sound, "Isn't it too late to stop now?" but saw a blood-colored spear stretch out from the void and stab straight towards the strongest ancestral dragon among the three!
"Be careful" but the dragon queen saw that her husband was in trouble, so she stepped forward to meet the spear. Listening to the sound of "poof", the dragon queen did not even leave a word, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Ahh "Who are you?" Looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zu Long was completely stunned by the strength of the other party, although he was seriously injured, not everyone could repel it at will.
"Demon Ancestor Rahu!" As soon as the words fell, I saw a black lotus platform slowly rising from the ground, constantly emitting Dao black qi and merging into the bodies of the warriors of the three clans.
"The battle between our three clans was driven by you behind the scenes?" asked Zu Long with a solemn face.
"That's right, if you don't let you fight, where will the ancestor come from to refine the four swords of the immortals. With that, he saw four giant swords rise from the ground, surrounding the three of them in the center.
At this time, I saw a golden lotus platform descending from the sky, emitting a golden light, shining on the warriors of the three clans who were still fighting. The golden light seems to be the nemesis of the black qi by nature, and wherever the golden light passes, the black qi dissolves one after another.
Seeing this, Luo Hu couldn't help but snort coldly, and the red spear in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand and stabbed at the golden lotus in the sky. But he saw a big banner appear out of thin air, shaking with the wind, and the Dao Chaos Sword Qi attacked Rahu.
Feeling that his god and demon body had been suppressed like never before in Buzhou Mountain, Luo Hu couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "Today, I will take your life and wait for the three of you." After saying that, I saw the black lotus platform slowly rise from the ground and take off to the feet of Rahu, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
Seeing the dazed clansmen on the ground, the hearts of the three Zulong were completely broken, and after only a moment of fighting with Rahu, the clansmen of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans had dropped to less than thirty percent of the original.
When the three of them raised their heads again, they saw an old man with white eyebrows who had quietly appeared on the golden lotus, holding a black banner in his hand.