Seeing the sand reef that suddenly appeared in the Sanguang Shenshui Lake, Taoist Qinglian who was watching from the side couldn't help but say something unexpectedly: "Teacher, what is this sand reef?"

"Do you see any difference in this sand reef?" Chen Hua couldn't help but turn his head slightly and smile at Qinglian Taoist.

With a slight brow lifted, the Qinglian Taoist looked at the sand reef and said, "It seems like an ordinary sand reef, I can't notice it at first glance, but when I look closely, I feel like I can't see through it."

"Yes, it is indeed not an ordinary sand reef, but an immortal island that is no worse than our Penglai Fairy Island. It is called Fang Abbot Island!" Chen Hua couldn't help but nodded with a smile when he heard this.

"Abbot's Island?" Taoist Qinglian was stunned when he heard this, and turned to wonder: "Teacher, such a small sand reef cannot even be called an island. How can it be called a fairy island?"

Chen Hua smiled slightly when he heard this, and then he pulled up the Qinglian Taoist arm, and the space around the two fluctuated slightly, and their figures disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, a slight space ripples appeared in the sky beside the sand reef, and the figures of the two appeared again.

"Teacher, this is incredible!" Taoist Qinglian, who appeared again above the Three Lights Divine Water Lake, couldn't help but look shocked and said in disbelief.

"The earth is in the sky, mustard seeds and Sumeru, this is the mystery of space. The Great Way of Qiankun is mysterious and unpredictable. You still find it difficult to understand now. However, you will slowly understand it in the future!" Chen Hua said with a smile, and then shook his head and said, "The escape technique is actually the essence of the Great Way of Qiankun. If you really understand some Great Way of Qiankun in the future, you will definitely be better at dodging and saving your life and escaping. This is a good method!"

"Save your life, run away?" Taoist Qinglian couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Seeing this, Chen Hua suddenly smiled and said, "Qinglian, you must know that this prehistoric world is so big, there are many strong people, and one mountain is high. Even if you are a teacher, you dare not say that you are invincible in the prehistoric world. No matter how strong you are, are you stronger than everyone? Therefore, if you want to be free and live long in the prehistoric world, you must learn the art of saving your life. Do you understand?"

"Disciple is taught!" Taoist Qinglian said with a slight look on his face when he heard this.

He nodded slightly, then Chen Hua said, "Of course, Qinglian, you should not be too obsessed with the art of saving lives. The most important thing for those who practice Taoism is their own understanding of Tao. What kind of magic weapons and Taoism are just auxiliary things. Remember to forget the root of the root and chase the end!"

"Disciple understand!" Taoist Qinglian nodded thoughtfully and responded respectfully.

"Well, practice hard! The battle between the three innate tribes is gradually fierce, and it is not far from the final battle between the three tribes. The turbulent weather is about to come to an end sooner or later. All of them are, my master will take you to see it, so that you can truly experience the battle and killing in the prehistoric world!" As he said calmly, Chen Hua's figure moved slightly and rippled in the space, turning into a stream of light, as if he had traveled through space, quickly entering the Palace of Creation not far away.

Looking at Chen Hua's departure, Taoist Qinglian couldn't help but lit up slightly: "The battle between the three clans?"

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With a "boom", the red glass-like flames spread in the void. A group of sea monsters surrounded by flames seemed to be trapped in a big net of flames and struggled and screamed, slowly burning into nothingness, and even the soul could not escape.

"Zhu Bi, my dragon clan will not let you go!" Accompanied by a shrill scream, a blue dragon dragon covered in blood and even with the flames burning and struggling, twisting and trying to fly into the air. Instead, he felt the sharp edge of terrifying majesty behind him, and he couldn't help but flash a hint of despair in his eyes.

The shrill scream had just sounded, and with a "puff", a few feet of claw flashing with sharp red lights directly penetrated into the blue dragon's body. In an instant, blood splattered, and the blue dragon's body was divided into two pieces and fell downwards. The shrill and unwilling scream also ended abruptly.

The void shook slightly, and a huge Vermilion Bird with red glass-like flames burned all over the body instantly turned into a tall beauty in a dark red brocade robe with a cold face. She was the registered disciple of Chen Hua.

"Elder Zhuque!" The fire phoenixes who killed the sea tribes in the distance also flew over like lightning and saluted Zhuque respectfully.

Elder! That's right, Zhuque has broken through the realm of Taiyi Sanxian, reached the strength of the Golden Immortal, and has become an elder of the Phoenix Clan.

Turning his eyes to the more than ten respectful Taiyi Sanxians with cold eyes. Feeling the terrifying evil aura on them, Zhuque couldn't help frowning slightly, and then he said indifferently: "Let's go!"

As he said that, Zhuque was the first to move and turn into a huge Zhuque divine bird that flew towards the southwest sky.

The other ten people quickly turned into fire phoenixes hundreds of feet in size, burning flames all over their bodies, and followed them like more than ten fire balls.

The Phoenix Clan has always been a clan that is very good at speed in the prehistoric world. Zhuque and his party are an extremely elite combat team among the Phoenix Clan, and their speed is even less said.

Half a day later, the more than ten members of the Zhuque and his group returned to the nest of the Feng tribe's Nanming Volcano in the southern part of the prehistoric world.

Nanming Volcano is an extremely huge flaming mountain range in the southern part of the prehistoric world. Almost all of them are dark red, there is almost no vegetation on the earth, the heat rolls like waves, and even many peaks burn with flames all year round, and volcanic eruptions are not new.

However, even such a place that seems unsuitable for survival is the real base of the Phoenix Clan, where many Phoenix Clan masters gather.

Since the war between the three tribes, Nanming Volcano has more tense atmosphere.

Zhuque, who came back with more than ten fire phoenixes, felt the violent atmosphere hidden in the tension of the entire Nanming Volcano, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Since returning to the Phoenix Clan, what Zhuque saw was that the entire Phoenix Clan was in constant struggles and wars. Too many Phoenix Clan died in repeated battles, and too many members of the Phoenix Clan became irritable and vicious in the endless battles. The Phoenix Clan is no longer the peaceful Phoenix Clan that used to be.

After dismissing more than ten subordinates, Zhuque returned to one of the extremely tall mountains burning with red flames in the Nanming Volcano. This is the place where the Feng tribe arranged for her after she became the elder of the Feng tribe.

On the top of the mountain, against the burning flames around, the Vermillion Bird stood quietly, looking at the dark red sky of Nanming Volcano. The sky that seemed stained with blood made people feel a kind of mania rising in their body.

Clearly feeling the rich evil spirit in the air, Zhuque couldn't help but look a little confused and helpless in his eyes: "Can the Phoenix Clan continue to kill like this? If this continues, I'm afraid that before the Dragon Clan is destroyed, I will destroy myself first. The people of the Phoenix Clan are becoming more and more warlike, and there is no calm and firm heart toward the Tao!"

"Teacher, am I wrong?" Zhuque couldn't help but muttering to himself in a low voice.

After a moment, the Vermilion Bird slightly closed his eyes, and a mysterious aura was emitted from his whole body. A red bead appeared faintly on the Vermilion Bird's chest, emitting bursts of red light. At the same time, the evil aura lingered on the Vermilion Bird's body, when it met the red light, it slowly dissipated like fog encountered the sunlight.

After a long time, Zhuque, who had dissolved the evil spirit on his body, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his beautiful eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but whisper: "If it weren't for this Suzaku Bead, I would have been infected by the evil spirit for a long time and only knew how to kill. Alas, the phoenix clan is now too heavy to kill, and many clan members have lost their original intentions. If this continues, wouldn't it be a destruction?"

"Huh?" Zhuque, who frowned slightly, turned his head and looked up at the center of the entire Nanming Volcano, which was burning with flames and magma. There was the place where Tianfeng, the leader of the entire Feng tribe, lived and practiced.

Suddenly, the void above the volcano was filled with ripples, and the entire volcano absorbed the endless hot and violent spiritual energy in the surrounding void like a huge vortex, and even the evil aura in the sky was sucked into it.

"Is the patriarch's strength advancing?" Zhuque, who quickly reacted, turned to the scene of the endless evil aura entering the vortex, and a trace of worry flashed through his eyes.
Chapter completed!