Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 841 Fall of Ancestral Dragon Qilin Emperor

"This is the catastrophe of heaven and earth. The sky and the earth are about to be destroyed. Whoever can be safe and independent will have to jump into the chessboard."

Following the death of the strong men of the three races, the killing sword in Long Xuan's hand has absorbed the infinite evil energy, and has begun to transform into a heavenly high-grade spiritual treasure.

"Hundreds of millions of strong people die, only in this way can the blood sacrifice of the Zhuxian Sword Formation be completed."

If a saint-level powerhouse is here, he will be able to discover the strangeness of the entire western land, with four swords guarding all directions.

"The war between the three clans is really too tragic, and it has affected countless creatures."

Looking at the seas of Xiu Luo, Hong Jun couldn't help but turned his back and shook his head with a look of resentment.

"For the glory of our clan, kill!"

"My Phoenix Clan can dominate the world and become an eternal and indestructible luck race."

"A lineage of auspicious beasts should suppress the world."

The powerhouses of the three races have gone mad, shouting for themselves, almost hypnotizing themselves.

Only the bones of the real immortals fell, and the Da Luo Jinxian could keep the corpses. The blood of the immortals merged into an ocean, flowing endlessly throughout the wild land.

"Do you think Zulong can't bear it anymore?"

Long Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed, Fengzu and Qilin Emperor joined hands to defeat Zulong's oppression.

"Don't worry, it will take a few days for the quasi-sage to fight."

The quasi-sage strong loses quickly, but life and death are a match, as long as the difference in strength is not too big, they will fight for at least three to five days.

Luo Hu was not in a hurry, the blood evil spirit at this moment had not reached its peak state, so it was not the time for the birth of the Jade Immortal Sword Formation.

At sunset, the bright moon shines brightly, and as far as the eye can see, the earth is full of blood, and many strong men have fallen.

"boom……"

Fighting against the two major races with the power of one clan, a quasi-sage of the dragon clan exploded, sweeping the entire battlefield like a tornado.

A quasi-sage-level powerhouse blew himself up, it was an overwhelming force, the sky was trembling, and the earth was shaking.

"Crack..."

All the strong men beside the quasi-sage of the dragon clan died, and they were all blown into ruins, including the quasi-sage of the Qilin clan and many strong men.

"Fight with their dragon clan, for His Majesty's glory."

The strong Qilin tribe followed suit, and the Da Luo Jinxian was blowing himself up, and there were a lot of them, making an earth-shattering sound.

"Fight for Feng Zu..."

Ever since there was the first self-destructing strongman, the three clans have been fighting for their lives, and many phoenixes have used suicide attacks.

"Pfft..."

Long Xuan, who was far away in the west, felt the energy fluctuations, was suppressed and vomited blood, and almost fell.

"If a strong man like Zulong blew himself up, who in the world would be able to withstand it?"

Luo Hu casually pointed it out, and it turned into an infinite shield of black energy, containing the tyrannical law of destruction.

"You are working too hard, you must know that there are many masters of loose cultivators!"

Zulong looked at the patriarchs of the other two clans. He was covered in bruises and suffered severe injuries when he was besieged by two people.

"Some casual cultivators are nothing, and they can be suppressed and killed by raising their hands?"

The Qilin Emperor sneered disdainfully, in his opinion, as long as the ancestor dragon is killed, the rest of the people are nothing to fear.

"kill……"

The patriarchs of the three clans used various methods, using many innate spiritual treasures, and burst out with a feather-like light.

"Pfft..."

Zulong was bleeding and suffered heavy injuries.

"Pfft..."

Fengzu was covered in blood all over her body, she was a woman, and she couldn't bear it any longer, so she had lost her combat effectiveness.

"Haha, Zulong, you are finished, and this emperor has won. Gather the luck of the three clans to prove the Tao."

The Qilin Emperor laughed loudly, and looked around the world, feeling that he was invincible and could be called the overlord.

"It's time, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is born..."

In an instant, Luo Hu's eyes lit up, and he made a formula casually, and the four killing swords went straight to Xiaohan, standing in the prehistoric land.

"Crack..."

Zhu Xian's sword qi slashed out, shattering the corpses of powerhouses from the three races one after another, and speeding up the creation of blood evil aura.

Absolute Immortal Sword Qi is creating a cage of evil spirits, quickly forming a small thousand world, and it is constantly expanding.

The Immortal Trapping Sword Qi was cut out and merged with the Absolute Immortal Sword Qi to form an independent blood fiend world.

The Immortal Slaughter Sword's energy surged, like chopping melons and vegetables, and the bodies of many strong men from the three races were pierced through.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation really lives up to its reputation, it can smash Da Luo Jinxian in an instant."

Looking at the self-contained Zhuxian sword formation, Long Xuan couldn't help but gasped, and retreated subconsciously.

"Who are you, slaughtering my tens of thousands of people?"

Zulong, who was seriously injured, drew his sword and pointed at Luo Hu, showing a domineering side, without losing the true qualities of a generation of heroes.

"What kind of pretender, go to hell!"

Feng Zu's pretty face was furious, and the off-the-ground flame flag above his head completely exploded, the flames were endless, turning into billowing heat waves.

"Bang bang..."

After the infinite fire wave touched the Zhuxian sword formation, it did not have any effect, and everything was wiped out by the four great sword qi.

Every moment, the sword energy emanating from the Zhuxian Sword Formation can sweep across a large area, and endless creatures are dying without any resistance.

"Oh my god, is this God of Killing?"

The patriarch of the Manniu Clan cried and said that hundreds of thousands of his clan members were all dead, and all of them were smashed into thousands of pieces by the sword energy of Zhu Xian.

"Could it be that this is the lunatic who destroyed the world?"

The patriarch of the Goshawk clan of the bird lineage was shouting, but it was useless, and he was strangled to death by the Zhuxian sword array in an instant.

"Ding: The host, please successfully destroy the Zhuxian sword formation, kill Luo Hu, and reward you with five luck points."

Long Yu's request was extremely perverted, and in Long Xuan's view, it was completely a brainless gift.

"This is the Sword Formation of Immortal Executioner, can it not be broken by four strong men of the same level?"

At the critical moment, Long Xuan stood up and explained to the people in the whole prehistoric land.

"Breaking the formation, just relying on you three half-dead guys, how many moves can you make against me?"

Luo Hu in the Jade Immortal Sword Formation laughed loudly, manipulated the Jade Immortal Sword Formation, and besieged Zulong.

"Xuanyuan controls the water flag..."

Zulong reacted quickly, and immediately activated one of the five flags of heaven and earth, bursting out a strong defense.

"Crack..."

A huge ancestral dragon's head flew out, the Xuanyuan Water Control Banner was smashed, and the Immortal Jade Formation quickly strangled it.

Zulong is dead...

The overlord of the prehistoric generation is dead. If he hadn't been seriously injured, how could he be killed so easily?

"Come on, even if I'm at my peak, I'm no match for this person."

The Qilin Emperor hastily reminded that among the patriarchs of the three clans, he is in the best condition.

"This battle of the three clans is coming to an end, and in the future they will only be half-dead and lingering on their last legs."

In Long Xuan's view, the patriarchs of the three clans must die, and Luo Hu would not let the other two escape.

The Qilin Emperor was in good condition, facing the siege of Zhuxian Sword Formation, he supported thirty moves.

"Crack..."

But this is of no use, the ending is still the same, the Qilin Emperor is dead, and blood is spilled on the wild land.

"The way of heaven is above, I, the Phoenix Clan, wish to keep the volcano forever, the volcano will not be extinguished, and the ancestors of the wind will not come out..."

With an idea, Feng Zu respectfully knelt down on the ground and made a wish to the heaven above the nine heavens, extremely devout.

"boom……"

With a flick of a finger, there was a response from the Nine Heavens, and the power of endless merit fell, and began to baptize the remaining phoenixes.

(End of this chapter)