Time always passes quickly, thousands of years pass in a flash, and it seems that the day of the decisive battle between the three clans is coming. On this day, on top of the two camps, the patriarchs of the three clans who had not shown up for a long time also came here, and the three of them stood opposite each other, without saying anything for a long time, just sighing and sighing.

I still remember the last time they were here, they were still comrades-in-arms with each other, and they worked together to deal with the powerful beast clan, which was a fateful friendship, but time has passed, and at this moment they have become opponents, maybe one of the three of them will die in the hands of the other party today, which is really a trick.

Zu Long was the first to break the silence, he was dressed in a golden dragon robe, and he was domineering in every move, he looked at Zu Feng and Zu Qilin opposite, and said loudly:

"The two Taoist friends are not harmed, the last time they met, the poor Dao was still fighting side by side with the two, talking about the Tao in his spare time, and he never thought that there would be a day when the soldiers met today. ”

Zu Feng and Zu Qilin glanced at each other, and then Zu Feng said:

"Daoyou is right, but we didn't expect such a day at that time. But the matter has come to this point, whether it is for the development of the race, or for the improvement of our own strength, today's scene is always unavoidable. Zulong, you should be able to think of that. ”

"That's right, the desolate world is big enough to accommodate thousands of races, but if it's small, it's small, and our three races can only be monopolized by one race. If I fail today, I don't know how the two of you are going to divide up this great river and mountain?" said Zu Long with a smile.

"Ancestral Dragon, now there is no need to use divisive tactics! How many Yuan Hui have you ever met, who doesn't know who? My Qilin Clan and the Feng Clan are both weaker than you, and the combination of the two is the right thing, and it makes no sense to think about what we want to do in the future if we don't defeat you, right?" Zu Qilin explained Ancestral Dragon's intentions and expressed his opinion.

After listening to Zu Qilin's words, Zu Long didn't care, and he didn't think that he could ruin the relationship between the two by saying a word. He looked at the high-spirited clansmen behind him, smiled confidently, and continued:

"Two Taoist friends, the Tao is like the sea, not in the tongue. Today, we are gathered here to determine the future belonging of this desolate world, no matter how much we say, it is better to have a good fight; the children and grandchildren have their own battlefields, and in the end, it is up to us to decide the final victory. ”

"Okay, the poor Dao has never moved since the fierce beast measured the tribulation, and his cultivation has risen a lot, according to the people of our realm, it can be regarded as a quasi-holy realm. Zu Qilin said.

"It's a quasi-holy realm. Ancestral Dragon, our cultivation is much higher than that of the clansmen below, I am afraid that we will accidentally injure them in the fight, how about we go to the outer world to fight?" Zu Feng said.

"Yes, that's what I mean, let's go. Candle Dragon, the following battle will be handed over to you," Zu Long said to the commander of the dragon clan on the battlefield.

"Don't worry, big brother, leave it to me!" Candle Dragon replied.

"Suzaku (Wude), you are fully responsible for the affairs of the battlefield!" Zu Feng and Zu Qilin said at the same time.

"Yes, don't worry, Ancestor!" Suzaku (Wude) agreed.

After the arrangement was made, the patriarchs of the three clans flew towards the sky together, and on the battlefield below, after the three of them shouted "Kill!" by the three of them, the battle broke out completely.

For a while, the two sides exchanged swords and fought together. The war above the flood has always been simple and rude, there is no later generations to arrange the troops, because there are too many people, a phalanx has tens of billions of creatures, each side has 10,000 phalanxes opposite, the war is chaotic, no one can command, can only see who is fierce, endurance, timely rescue, fate favors, other basic can not be counted on;

If you want to end this pure war of attrition as soon as possible, you can only look at the final result of the competition between the patriarchs of the three clans, and the sooner it ends, the less clansmen the three clans will lose.

Zulong and the others also understand this truth, but this war is a war between ethnic groups, not only the patriarchs of the three clans have to fight each other, but the people of the three clans also have to fight, otherwise with their arrogant temperament, even if their patriarch is unfortunately defeated, they will not be willing to take the initiative to bow their heads and admit defeat;

You can kill them, but it's hard to bring them to their knees, and that's the pride of the great people. The solution once and for all is to kill all the defeated parties, but how is this possible, not to mention that other powers may not agree to this practice, even the way of heaven does not allow this;

Because the desolate world needs the evolution and improvement of living beings, it can be more complete, and the Heavenly Dao can become more powerful, a single family is not as good as a hundred races to compete for glory, the more collisions, the more perfect the laws of the Heavenly Dao will be, unless one day, after the Heavenly Dao makes up for its own shortcomings, it will allow a race to completely dominate the desolation, because it is more convenient for it to manage, but it can't be like this yet;

Of course, these secrets are not known to others, what people know is that the Heavenly Dao allows you to develop and grow, but it does not allow you to kill at will, delaying the time for the perfection of the Heavenly Dao; once someone or a group of people does this, what awaits him is only death or the end of the race.

Therefore, the three clans can only fight one battle, the winner dominates the famine, and the loser is willing to return to the mountains and forests. To get back to the point, in order to end this war as soon as possible, after the patriarchs of the three clans came to the outer land, they did not delay, and fought together. The Outer Heavens is a space where the Flood World and the Chaos World intersect, where the battle will not affect the Flood Waste, and it can completely let go of its hands and feet.

The three of them also know the roots, Zu Long is the strongest, and he did not fall into the disadvantage with one against two, but he also has no advantage, and he is equal to Zu Feng and Zu Qilin. The two sides have come and gone, and they have been fighting for a hundred years and still have not decided the winner.

They were a little anxious about each other, and they were also paying attention to the battle situation of their respective clans below the people while fighting, and found that in just a hundred years, their clansmen had lost nearly forty percent, and on the land in the western part of the desolation, corpses were all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers, and both sides had already killed red eyes, and all kinds of spell moves were used one after another, and a large part of them were so unstoppable, and finally their mana was exhausted, and they died of exhaustion.

The three of Zu Long saw that their hearts were dripping with blood here, and it was difficult for them to distinguish the winner for a while if they continued to fight, but because it dragged on for a long time, the clansmen would suffer great losses again, so Zu Long immediately stopped attacking, he looked at the two people on the opposite side who no longer attacked, and said:

"Two fellow Daoists, you should know in your hearts that fighting for another hundred years will not necessarily have results, and if that time comes, our clan will probably not survive a hundred, why don't we end this battle, and we will each go back to repair for a while, and then fight for the victory?"

"I agree with the words of the ancestral dragon Daoyou, and the clansmen have already fought a big battle today, venting the pride in their chests, next time as long as we decide the winner, we can determine the ownership of the flood, and they don't need to participate in the war again. Zu Feng looked at the sacrificed clansmen of his clan and said unbearably.

"Poor Dao has no opinion. Zu Qilin then said.

"Okay, in that case, then let's go down and separate the battlefield first, don't let them make senseless sacrifices!" Zu Long said.

"Good!"

The three of them turned around and wanted to return to the battlefield, but at this moment, four fairy swords were suspended around them, blocking their way.

The three of them glanced at each other and attacked together, but the mana of Gong was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reaction around, and they tried to transmit the sound of the divine mind to make the clansmen stop fighting, but it also couldn't be transmitted. The three of them had gloomy faces, knowing that they were being calculated, and their strength was much higher than theirs, which surprised the three of them.

But now the top priority is to get out of here, and the rest can be taken care of later, Zu Long looked at the four immortal swords, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't know which Taoist friend is joking with our three clans, and please come out and speak. ”

"Hey, the dragon and phoenix clans, it's really a big name. However, the ancestor has seen a good show this time, why don't you continue to fight. ”

"Demon Ancestor Rahu!" The three of them all changed their faces a little when they saw this suddenly appearing figure.

How could it be him, this is difficult, the three of them thought at the same time, and their faces darkened.

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