Seeing this, all the guards sighed in their hearts, "After all, I became a victim of the Golden Dragon Prince like Long Jia!" Although he thought so in his heart, he had to take steps to stop the masters of the Feng Clan.

Honghu saw that Ao Yin was in a hurry to escape, but the dragon guards desperately blocked him, but it was difficult to move forward half a step in his eagerness.

Honghu was furious when he saw this, and shouted: "Kill! No one will be left!" Unfortunately, with the buffer of this time, the sky has long disappeared from the trace of Ao Yin.

More than 10,000 dragon guards fell forever on Cuiwei Mountain because of Ao Yin's absurdity, but their master was proudly hugging the beauty in his arms at the moment, not knowing the danger he was facing at all.

"King, it's here!" Shuo Fang pulled the reins of his horse and stopped Long Yuan.

"Sure enough, it's a good place, not only is the mountains and rivers beautiful, but there is also a natural phantom array that isolates it from the outside world, when you leave here, this king will definitely reward you!"

"No need! the king will never leave here again!" Shuo Fang's voice sounded slowly, and the cold tone made Ao Yin feel as if a cold wind was blowing.

"Hahahaha...... , Shuo Fang, you really can't help but want to do it, but what puzzles this king is that you and I are both cultivators at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, why do you think you can win this king. Ao Yin was not worried about his situation at all, and a big hand was still roaming on Wei Ran's body.

A burst of ecstasy ** sound came, and the beauty in her arms gently hugged Ao Yin's neck, and said emotionally: "Prince, I want it!"

"Is it?Taiyi Golden Immortal?" Shuo Fang's body suddenly glowed with black scales, and black flames ignited on the scales, and his momentum continued to climb until he reached the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"Do you think I can kill you now?" Shuo Fang stretched out his hand, a black harpoon appeared in his hand, and walked towards Ao Yin step by step, the dragon chariot collapsed under the huge pressure, and the nine seahorses were covered in blood and fell to the ground weakly.

......

The immortal volcano, which had not moved for 10,000 years, suddenly gushed out monstrous flames, and ordinary creatures within a radius of thousands of miles disappeared. Feng Zu's resentful voice sounded in the volcano, "Dragon Clan, you deceive people too much!" After saying that, he saw a seven-colored streamer rushing out of the volcano and quickly flying towards the center of the continent.

Without declaring war, the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan suddenly attacked the Dragon Clan. Zulong was completely confused, and he didn't know what kind of madness Feng Zu had, so he actually let the powerful dragon clan not take refuge, but surrendered to the weak Qilin clan.

The various aquariums on the flood famine have been hit by the destruction of the mière, and the Yangtze River basin that has just been laid down has fallen again, and the river god Shuofang is nowhere to be found. Only the Yellow River and Hebo Fengyi are struggling to support.

On Cuiwei Mountain, Honghu had already led the team away, leaving only a stump and severed arm, and suddenly, a black flame rose in the middle of the corpse, and there was a faint holiness in the evil.

After a phoenix roared, a black phoenix flew out of the flames, spread its wings, and flew towards the extreme west, where it seemed to feel a strong call.

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In the Yangtze River Basin, in a secret realm, after months of torture, Ao Yin finally swallowed his last breath, and there was a clear taste of relief in his eyes.

Billowing black flames appeared on Shuo Fang's body again, and he glanced at his unconscious wife in pain, and muttered, "I hope that there will never be a day when we will never see each other in this world." With that, he turned around expressionlessly, followed the irresistible call from the depths of his heart, and flew towards the west.

The comatose beauty woke up slowly, looked at her husband who was getting farther and farther away in the sky, called in vain, but could not call her husband back again, suddenly a tingling pain in the primordial spirit, remembering what she had done during this time, and couldn't help muttering: "No, this is not true! This is not true...... " After that, she chased to the west like crazy, but with her cultivation in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals, how could she catch up with her husband's footsteps.

In the Crystal Palace, the ancestral dragon was irritable. It is not only the erosive war that worries Zulong, but also the son who has not returned from the cruise. But seeing the bead curtain flickering, the dragon queen walked out of the ** with tears in her eyes, hugged herself tightly and said: "Husband, because the natal lamp of the child is extinguished." ”

Hearing this, Zu Long couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and muttered: "What about a hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren? What about dominating the four seas? Without a cause, who will inherit my qiē." After that, his eyes widened, and he said hatefully: "Feng Zu, King Qilin, don't you want a decisive battle?

Fengzu and King Qilin each led an army of more than 100 million from the two major river basins to the four seas, and pursued and killed all the way, the water tribes in the two major river basins were empty, there were no prisoners, they did not accept surrender, and some just continued to kill and flee. This situation did not end until the armies of the two tribes reached the mouth of the East China Sea.

In the mouth of the East China Sea, the ancestral dragon held the top innate spirit treasure trident, quietly suspended on the sea, and the four masters of the peak of Da Luo, the Candle Dragon, the Green Dragon, the Dragon Queen, and the Turtle Phase, lined up, and the huge waves under him were monstrous, and the nine sons of the ancestral dragon on the tip of the waves were leading hundreds of millions of sea clan armies to stand by.

Feng Zu really wanted to rush over and fight immediately, but now he had to wait for the order of the Qilin King. The Qilin King was at the moment when he was complacent, and when he saw Feng Zu looking at him, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and waved his hand: "Kill!"

The ancestral dragon trident waved and ordered: "Bu Jiuzi trapped the dragon array!" After that, he also stepped forward and fought with the two quasi-holy wars on the other side. The four of Candle Dragon, Canglong, Dragon Queen and Turtle Xiang faced the four masters of Jade Qilin, Ink Qilin, White Tiger King and Xuanhuang respectively.

The armies of the three clans were fighting together under the leadership of many golden immortals. Listening to the order of the prisoner ox, the Nine Sons Great Array was running endlessly, and rows of waves were surging, firmly controlling the opponent on the sea.

The armies of the Qilin Clan and the Feng Clan seem to have fallen into a world of water, and the sea water is surging from all directions, and in the sea water, many water tribe warriors are hiding in it, constantly adding scars to the bodies of the warriors of the two clans.

Feng Zu and the Qilin King were surprised, originally thinking that even if the ancestral dragon cultivated higher than himself, he would definitely not be the opponent of the two of them, but seeing the ancestral dragon's calm and relaxed appearance, they couldn't help but doubt their previous opinions.

As time passed, Feng Zu and the Qilin King finally discovered the abnormality of the army below, and the Qilin King couldn't help but be annoyed: "What a cunning ancestral dragon, you have been unable to bear it, and you did not hesitate to give up the river basin, it turned out that you wanted to use the power of the four seas to wipe us out. ”

"Hahahaha...... Don't you think it's too late for you to know? The moment you killed the cause, you should have thought of this day. I want the lives of all of you and your two clans to bury my son!" said Zu Long angrily when he heard this.

Feng Zu and the Qilin King were anxious to get out and go to support their own army, but they were dragged by the ancestral dragon and couldn't get out. The other four masters were also entangled by their respective opponents.

The shape of the combined forces of the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan became worse and worse, and more and more warriors could not support it, and were swept into the sea and disappeared. Especially the Feng Clan, most of its warriors cultivated the law of fire, and they were naturally suppressed on the sea, and one by one the Feng Clan warriors were constantly extinguished the flames on their bodies and died under the sword soldiers of the Dragon Clan.

Honghu suddenly exerted his strength, repelled the Jairus who was entangled with him, came to the Suzaku and Qingluan, and said anxiously: "Later, I will blow myself up and rush out of the big array, and you will lead the remaining Feng Clan warriors to retreat to the Honghuang Continent as soon as possible." ”

Hearing this, Suzaku couldn't help but be angry: "What nonsense, if you want to blow yourself up, I'll come!"

Honghu was furious when he heard this: "Don't fight! Bailing died in my territory, I can't escape the blame, although Feng Zu can't bear to blame, what face do I have to continue to live in the world!" After saying that, he flew forward again to fight with Jair. After a while, selling a flaw, Ren Jianwei slashed his shoulder, but took the opportunity to hug Jianwei tightly and said fiercely: "Burst!"

After a loud bang, the Honghu and Jairus disappeared into the sky and the earth together, and the surrounding turbulent sea water finally cracked a corner, and the four Vermilion Bird had tears in their eyes, and shouted: "Withdraw!" After that, he led the remnants of the Feng Clan warriors here to quickly escape from the gap.

The prisoner's eyes were red, and he exclaimed sadly: "Second child!" After that, he took out a three-stringed piano and muttered, "Wait for the eldest brother to give you a gift!"

The warriors of the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan, who had not yet escaped, only felt a wave of sadness rising from the bottom of their hearts, an invisible pressure restrained them, and their movements suddenly slowed down.