Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and at this time, the three tribes in the prehistoric world have become more and more conflicts between them due to their chassis and land resources.

However, the upper class of the three tribes is still restraining. Perhaps the main reason is that the three-legged teams are established and the two random groups start wars, perhaps they are all cheaper third parties.

At the same time, in the Western Demon Palace, Luohu was dressed in white like snow.

He looked at the prehistoric continent lightly and murmured: "Maybe I want me to add a fire to you!"

...

In the East China Sea, the nine elders of the Dragon Clan who were patrolling, Ao Li was suddenly shocked. He came to his senses but found that he was blocked and could not move at all.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

"Who are you? How dare you attack the dignified Dragon Clan elder?"

Ao Li looked at the group of monks in front of him seriously. After all, he was an elder of a clan. Even if he was captured, he had passed the psychological quality.

"Why do you have to know so much?"

A sigh came from the black fog.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of black gas stretched out from the black fog and drilled into the seven orifices of the mouth, nose, ears, etc.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious black talisman seal gradually imprinted deep in Ao Li's soul.

"You are still the elder of the Dragon Clan!"

“Yes, Master!”

A trace of red light flashed in Ao Li's eyes, and he looked like a puppet.

The black shadow floated by again, and Ao Li gradually woke up and shook his head in confusion: "What happened just now?"

No one knows that such black shadows continue to appear in the Feng Clan, Qilin and other tribes.

...

"What, the Ninth Elder was killed by Mo Yuan and Mo Yun of the Qilin Clan?" Zulong immediately slapped the table, and the dragon clan around him also roared.

The Qilin Station of Buzhou Mountain: "The Feng Clan is too bullying, dares to kill my child!"

Lin Zu let out a roar!

In the Immortal Volcano, Feng Zu bathed in the volcano and let out a chirp: "The third elder and the fifth elder were sniped by the dragon clan. From then on, my dragon and phoenix clan will never stop!"

"The Qilin tribe bullies my dragon tribe too much and shamelessly attacks my elders. We want to teach them a bloody lesson!"

Zulong's expression was inspiring, domineering, and his inflammatory voice spread throughout the East Sea.

"Revenge! Revenge!"

"Kill all the Qilin tribes and plunder them everything!"

"That's right, we have to take revenge, wash away the Qilin tribe and trample them under our feet!"

On the Buzhou Mountain, Lin Zu said sadly: "The Feng Clan kills my son, and let me kill him!"

Countless Qilin monks below roared with red eyes, and their voices resounded throughout the sky!

"kill!!!"

In the Western Demon Palace, Luohu looked at the three tribes in a fierce battle and smiled slightly.

Four murderous swords hovered around him, and the entire Western spiritual energy was pulled by him, becoming more and more sharp.

At the same time, it absorbs the catastrophe energy in this great disaster.

At this time, the general laughed: "Erlang, follow me to Buzhou Mountain!"

"Yes! Ancestor!"

On the battlefield, countless murderous auras, evil auras, and blood flowing are all great things for these zombies.

At the same time, the great masters of the hidden cultivation on Mount Buzhou also released their spiritual sense to explore and felt the majesty of these three clans.

When Di Jiang saw the tall Zulong, he felt even more proud: "A real man should be like this!"

Gonggong also laughed: "Brother, this prehistoric world was originally left to us by God the Father."

On the Sun Star, two young men looked at the battlefield below and couldn't help but feel hearts wailed.

The roar sounded from all directions in the prehistoric land, and the fighting spirit soared into the sky.

The three tribes gathered next to Mount Buzhou.

Zulong laughed, his voice spread to heaven and earth, and roared, "Kill the Qilin clan!"

The Qilin tribe shouted: "Kill!"

Feng Zu shouted the phoenix: "The phoenix burned the world!"

The foot of Buzhou Mountain is full of blood and murderous intent.

"ah!"

"oops!"

"roar!"

Each has its own advantages, evenly matched, the battle is extremely fierce, and the shouts of killing and screams are endless!

The three Zulong and the other two in the center were even more fierce and shocking.

The killings are thriving, the three of them are fighting against Zulong, Linzu and Fengzu.

The battlefield is in full swing, the stars are shaking, the sun and the moon are gone, and dark clouds and evil spirits cover the sky.

This made the sky above Buzhou Mountain shrouded in darkness, with a hint of depression and heaviness in the darkness.

The Zulong grabbed the void of Linzu, and the huge blood-red dragon claws appeared in front of Linzu without warning.

Lin Zu spit out a Qilin treasure seal and kicked it towards the dragon's claws like lightning, gradually getting bigger. By the time he came into contact with the dragon's claws, he was like a mountain.

"Bang!"

The Qilin Seal and the Dragon Claw collided together, and black holes of several feet in size were constantly formed at the junction, which was extremely terrifying.

"Boom!"

Feng Zu waved his hand and immediately a huge sea of ​​fire appeared in the sky, burning towards the Ancestral Dragon in an instant.

Zulong was furious: "You are looking for death!"

Another spit out, a huge dragon ball came out, shattering the entire space.

The momentum is fierce, and the endless will to kill is contained in it.

"kill!"

The Dragon Clan, the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Clan gather together.

The monks of the three tribes sacrificed their lives regardless of their injuries.

Tear the bodies of enemies one by one.

The monks of the dragon clan instantly showed a huge true body of the divine dragon, knocking countless monks into meat sauce.

Everyone was red in their eyes, and countless powerful magical channels covered the entire sky.

"kill!"

Deep underground, bronze coffins are constantly absorbing the essence and blood in the battlefield.

These zombie powerhouses, including Jiang Chen, closed their eyes one by one, quickly swallowed them, and absorbed the essence and blood of the three tribes of powerful people.

Even if it cannot be absorbed completely for a while, it will be filled with a coffin and collected for future practice.

...

Ren Taixu naturally knew about the three tribes fighting on Penglai Island in the East China Sea.

This great disaster seems to be the protagonists of the Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin tribes.

In fact, Hongjun and Luohu are the real people who respond to the disaster.

At the end of this great disaster, there will be a battle between Hongjun and Luohu, and this stop will determine who can achieve the Hunyuan Avenue.

Ren Taixu sighed slightly: "A good plan to disagree, I am truly worthy of being the devil Lord Luohu, and I should be a hero of a generation."

At the same time, Ren Taixu put his attention in the lairs of the three tribes.

In addition to the treasure house of the three tribes, the treasure house of the affiliated races of these three tribes.

Most of the strength of the three major tribes, scales, beasts, and birds, were dispatched to the battlefield by the dragon, phoenix and qilin.

The base camps of all races are empty, which is a good time to take action.

The Flying Wolf clan's residence, the Flying Wolf clan's senior cultivation, and the elders were all transferred to the battlefield of the three tribes by the Qilin clan.

He simply fainted the guard, and Ren Taixu touched the Flying Wolf Clan Treasure House.

If the guard is fainted, Ren Taixu can steal treasures openly.

After stealing the things, Ren Taixu left quietly again without disturbing anyone.
To be continued...