Hong Huang: Zulong's will, I have a saint brother

"But I have already sensed that the struggle between the three clans is not just a matter of the three clans."

Zulong's words made Qinglong regain his composure from the absurd horror.

His expression became solemn again.

He knows Zulong too well.

Knowing what Zulong said now, it is definitely not a depressing word.

The strength has reached the level of Zulong.

A word on a whim.

Not delusional.

Zulong was very satisfied with Qinglong's calm performance at this time.

He nodded lightly.

"Remember, once anything happens to me, you have to go to Dark Dragon and let him come back to take charge of the overall situation of the Dragon Clan."

"Zhulong's temperament is impulsive and warlike. He can be a general in front of the battle, but others are not."

Qinglong took a deep breath, and when he spoke, the trembling in his voice made him jump.

"Master Zulong, if it really appears... What you said, can Master Minglong really preside over the overall situation of the Dragon Clan?"

If Master Zulong, you will die.

Then how can your brother hold on?

Don't tell the outside world.

It is within the clan.

The leader of Candle Dragon might be the first to disagree.

Zu Long smiled confidently.

"Don't worry about the strength of Minglong, whether it is talent or talent, Minglong is far above me."

"When he left, I was only in the realm of Taiyi Jinxian."

"And he was at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian at that time."

"Now that hundreds of millions of years have passed, I no longer dare to think about the cultivation of the underworld dragon."

Qinglong couldn't help opening his mouth wide.

fog grass.

Is Master Minglong so awesome?

Zu Long put away the look of memory.

Take out a special scale.

"This is my accompanying scale, which is in the same line as the underworld dragon."

"Once something happens to me, you activate the accompanying dragon scale, and you will naturally be able to sense the breath of the underworld dragon."

Qinglong carefully took over the companion dragon scale.

Carefully put it in his arms again.

He pressed his hands on his chest, and performed the most noble etiquette of the Dragon Clan.

"Qinglong leads the decree."

Zulong nodded slightly, and withdrew the surrounding shielding field casually.

The expression on his face instantly changed to a look of sternness.

The majestic voice spread throughout the dragon clan.

"My clan son Lang listens to the order. Arrange in the East China Sea."

"This battle! My family will win."

Hundreds of millions of dragons responded in unison.

"Get the decree."

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

Zulong glanced at Qinglong meaningfully.

Then rushed to the sea.

After a moment.

hold head high!

A sound shook the entire prehistoric world, made the East China Sea explode, made the nine heavens tremble, and made the prehistoric and all spirits give birth to the frightening dragon chant.

A giant dragon with a length of thousands of miles broke through the sea.

Covering the sky and covering the sun, it exudes a golden light that only belongs to the dragon clan.

The boundless dragon power.

It spread throughout the entire prehistoric region in an instant.

All spirits and sentient beings are all bowing in the direction of the East China Sea.

An ancient, desolate aura emanated from Zulong.

Zulong, the first born king among the prehistoric creatures.

As soon as the king comes out.

All souls are shocked.

As soon as Zulong came out.

Everything rises! .

Chapter 2 Luo Hu specially ran over to give me the God-killing Spear?

At the same time as the dragon clan deployed in the East China Sea.

The prehistoric extreme south.

Hundreds of millions of miles of undead volcanoes, wind and fire changes, and billowing flames burn the southern land.

A loud bang.

The undead volcano spewed red flames millions of feet high and burned the sky.

The sky in the entire prehistoric south was blazing with soaring flames.

Among the flames that soared into the sky.

An extremely beautiful, graceful and luxurious woman stepped out of the flames.

In her beautiful eyes, a powerful flame flickered.

Every flicker resonates with the soaring flames of the undead volcano.

She is the Phoenix family, Yuanfeng.

"Today, the Phoenix Clan will follow the deity to go to the East China Sea to destroy the Dragon Clan!"

Feng Zu's tone was cold, with unquestionable majesty.

"Yes!"

Hundreds of millions of phoenixes flew out from the undead volcano.

Form a phalanx that covers the sky and sun, and follow Yuanfeng to the East China Sea.

Wait until all the phoenixes have left.

On the border of the undead volcano.

A little black light condensed.

It squirmed, and then turned into a young man with a smile on his face.

The smile on the young man's face was like a mask, precise and perfect.

He glanced at the undead volcano, then turned around and left.

soon.

This young man has already fled hundreds of millions of miles away.

Came to a whole body shrouded in black mist.

There was only a tall figure with a pair of scarlet eyes in front of him.

The young man with a perpetual smirk on his face prostrated himself in front of the tall figure.

He spoke very respectfully.

"Master, the Phoenix Clan has come out in full force."

"I have planted the devil seed under the undead volcano."

"Once Yuanfeng dies, all the luck of the undead volcano will be absorbed into the demon seed immediately."

The tall figure nodded in satisfaction.

"Very well, you are doing well."

This tall figure is none other than the ancestor of the demon clan, Luo Hu.

The young man with a smirk who reported to him was the envoy of joy among the envoys of seven emotions and six desires under Luo Hu's command.

The three congenital races have been fighting constantly since their birth, but at the beginning they still restrained each other.

But I don't know when it started, the three clans have reached a state of immortality.

And all of this was secretly provoked by Luo Hu.

The purpose is to use the blood, soul, and negative power generated by the war to sacrifice the treasure in his hands.

Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Rahu enters the Tao by killing.

Kill heaven and earth, kill all living beings.

Only in this way can he become Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The realm of prehistoric sentient beings begins with the immortals.

Up there are True Immortals, Xuanxians, Jinxians, Taiyi Jinxians, Daluo Jinxians, Hunyuan Jinxians (quasi-sages) and Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians (sages).

Luo Hu was originally one of the three thousand gods and demons in the Chaos Realm, and lost his body of gods and demons because of the battle with Pangu.

Now everything is rebuilt and the path of killing is resumed.

But he was stuck in the peak state of Hunyuan Jinxian for a long time.

He had to complete his killing path before he could break through.

To accomplish this purpose.

The killing weapon, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, is the key.

of course.

After refining the Immortal Execution Sword Formation with the sacrifice of the three innate clans.

Luo Hu will not give up the remaining luck of the three clans.

It wasn't long after the emissary of joy reported the news of the Phoenix Clan.

The envoy of anger also came back from the ancestral land of the Qilin clan.

"Master, the Qilin clan has already dispatched."

"The magic seed of Qilin Ancestral Land has been planted."

Rahu nodded in satisfaction.