The time of prehistoric times is respected

However, Huang Zu had the upper hand against Zhulong, and the suppressed Zhulong had no strength to fight back.

Mo Qilin was defeated by Ying Long, Mo Qilin had only broken through not long ago, but Ying Long was experienced in many battles, and he was bound to lose after a long time.

"Hurry up, the sooner you die, the better, haha,"

The high-level fight of the three clans above was in full swing, and Luo Hu, who was hidden below, watched with gusto. After this decisive battle between the three clans, the nourishment for the Immortal Jade Formation was assembled, and Luo Hu was very happy now.

dragon clan land,

At this time, an uninvited guest came, and the person who stayed behind immediately went forward to question him.

"Who is coming, trespassing on the holy land of our Dragon Clan!"

"Haha, are there only so many people left in the huge dragon clan?"

The person who came didn't answer. He looked at the land of the Dragon Clan, and he didn't know how much it had withered compared to the last time he came. There were only four Dragon Clan children of the Taiyi Golden Immortal left behind, and the rest were shrimp soldiers and crab generals with pitifully low cultivation bases. .

It was Taoist Primal Chaos who came, and the three clans were fighting. There was Taoist Shenban over there, and he was going to search the treasure house of the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan loves treasures, and there must be a lot of collections.

"If you don't retreat quickly, when my ancestor returns, I will make you die!"

Seeing Taoist Primal Chaos ignoring them, the four said angrily.

"Ancestor Dragon? I don't think he will come back! Hehe, I don't know who you are?"

Priest Chaos didn't have the same knowledge as the younger generation, so he asked with a smile.

"I am Ao Guang. At this moment, my three brothers, Ao Qin, Ao Shun, and Ao Run! Who are you?"

Ao Guang, the leader, replied.

"Haha, interesting!"

Taoist Primal Chaos laughed lightly and knocked the four of them unconscious with a wave of his hand. The other shrimp soldiers and crab generals were also blown away and entered the depths of the Dragon Clan.

The treasury is naturally blocked by formations, but this is not a problem for Taoist Chaos. Over the years, Taoist Chaos has done this kind of thing not once or twice, and he opened the gate of the treasure house with ease.

Zulong, who was far away in the middle of the mainland, felt that the treasury formation was broken, and was distracted for a while, and was hit by Zu Qilin. He was furious and stepped up his strength to counterattack.

"Haha, there are indeed many treasures in this dragon clan, this trip is worthwhile!"

Taoist Chaos sighed.

Although the important treasures of the ancestor dragons are always carried with them, there are also many good things in the treasure house. It seems that they are not very precious now, and every item will be a rare treasure in future generations.

Priests of Chaos never refuse anyone who comes, and the Chaos Clock is its own space, and now there are many treasures lying in it, and all the things you see are collected in the Chaos Clock, and the geese pluck their hairs.

As for the main battlefield of the three clans, after hundreds of years of fighting, Mo Qilin could no longer hold on. After all, he had just broken through, and after fighting Ying Long for so long, his mana was about to run out.

Seeing Mo Qilin's fatigue, Ying Long stepped up his attack. The Dragon Sword was like the wind, and Mo Qilin didn't have a good defensive treasure. Under Ying Long's full attack, he was injured and fell in a few rounds. go down.

Ying Long also chased after him, as long as he killed Mo Qilin, Ying Long could help Zhu Long and kill Huang Zu. His victory was the breakthrough point of the whole battle.

"die!"

There was a miserable cry from Mo Qilin on the ground, and then a huge mushroom cloud formed, and the chasing and killing Yinglong couldn't defend himself, even with the dragon scale armor, his body was blown up, and his soul was dying.

"No!"

Zu Qilin let out a roar.

Mo Qilin was promoted by him at a great price, and he was his younger brother. Now he blew himself up. Although Ying Long lost his fighting power, the Qilin clan lost an arm.

Anger increased Zu Qilin's strength dramatically, and Yin Yin and Feng Zu joined forces to suppress Zu Long.

When the people below were not paying attention, a burst of black air passed by, and Ying Long's primordial spirit disappeared.

Sensing the disappearance of Yinglong's aura, Zulong only saw a flash of black air.

"What a Rahu, dare you!"

Zulong also roared, but was hit again in the clone.

The black qi is the devil qi, and Luo Hu is the only one who cultivates the devil qi in the entire prehistoric world, so it is not difficult to judge.

Originally, Yinglong was only weak in Yuanshen. If he left the battlefield and practiced a few Yuanhui, he might reshape his body, but now he was directly used by Luo Hu as the nourishment of Zhuxian Sword Formation, completely wiped out, and there is no possibility of rebirth.

Because Zu Long was hit again by his avatar, he was also angry, and almost fell into a state of rage, suppressing Feng Zu and Zu Qilin again.

The battle between several people became more and more fierce. At the beginning, they could still take into account the tribes below and control the strength. After killing the red eyes, the attacks were all indiscriminate attacks, and the creatures of the three tribes below were killed and injured.

In addition to those who were killed by Mo Qilin's self-explosion before, the creatures of the three tribes are now less than [-] million, and most of them were killed by the aftermath of the battles of the ancestors of the three tribes.

The tens of billions of creatures at the beginning of the war are now less than [-] million. In just a few hundred years, the losses can be described as heavy, and the foundation of the three races has also been destroyed.

The leaders of the three clans are still fighting. The loss of the clans has made them lose themselves. Now the only purpose is to kill their opponents before they can wake up.

Luo Hu, who was hidden below, was already laughing, because the blood of the three clans needed for the Jade Immortal Sword Formation was enough, and with one yuan meeting, the Four Jade Immortal Swords would be born, and Luo Hu had the greatest support.

But Luo Hu was already ready to attack, and only by completely killing the three clans could he feel at ease. In this way, when the patriarchs of the three clans reacted, they might join forces with Hongjun to deal with him, and the danger must be killed in the cradle.

He sacrificed the god-killing spear and shot it against the wind. It was hundreds of feet in an instant, and he attacked the ancestor dragon. The ancestor dragon was the most powerful among them. Once the ancestor dragon died, the others were nothing to fear.

But the God Killing Spear was blocked by an equally huge god banner, and returned in vain. Zulong also took the opportunity to dodge, avoiding the sure-kill situation!

"Shenban Taoist!"

Luo Hu appeared with a gloomy face.

Chapter 40

"It's the poor Taoist! Daoist friends are also powerful people, how could they do such a sneak attack, it's a crime!"

Taoist Shenban appeared with a face full of sticks, and he still did not forget to tease.

Luo Hu was so angry, if the Taoist Shenban didn't stop him, Zulong would die, he said angrily,

"Shenban Taoist, why do you meddle in your own business? The three clans are fighting for supremacy in the prehistoric world, the lives of the people are miserable, and the crime is serious. Don't you deserve to die?"

"The three clans have their own missions, don't fellow Daoist Rahu understand?"

Taoist Shenban said slowly.

Luo Hu was also at a loss for words for a while, the three clans should decline, but the three clans should not be exterminated. There are indeed more important things for them to make up for their sins.

And the battle of the patriarchs of the three clans also stopped because of the intervention of Taoist Shenban.

The patriarchs of the three clans who stopped looked at the tragic scene below, and they were stunned for a while. They were only focused on fighting skills and did not pay attention to the clansmen below.