crossing with green hills

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There was no time for others to react or speak. Wulu, whether it was Patriarch Hongjun or Demon Ancestor Luohu, had already left before he could speak.

The avatar disintegrated completely.

"He did it on purpose! He definitely did it on purpose!"

Patriarch Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohu roared wildly in their hearts, but they couldn't see the slightest clue on their faces.

"Fellow daoists, let's go to the poor!"

As Tiandao responded and acknowledged the oath of the three ancestors, the bodies of Zulong, Zufeng, and Zu Qilin suddenly disintegrated and sacrificed to heaven and earth.

Zulong was sent back to the place where the four seas converge and suppressed the place where the eyes of the four seas and seas meet.

Yongyeon!

Zufeng suppresses the undead volcano, regulates the fires of the flood, and preserves a bit of luck for the Feng clan.

Zu Qilin was sent to the depths of the Great Desolate Continent by the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress the Great Desolate veins and sort out the auspicious aura of the heaven and earth.

And with the departure of the three ancestors, the creatures of the three races who were fighting frantically also woke up one after another, feeling the huge karma that befell them. Few familiar relatives and friends fell and died tragically in the war.

All of this made the surviving creatures of the three races dejected and burst into tears.

After waking up, they left the battlefield under the leadership of the remaining powerful Da Luo in the clan. Now they are no longer the protagonists of the calamity. If they stay here, it will not help the matter. Death in vain.

Besides, what Zu Long, Zu Feng and Zu Qilin said earlier has already made it clear.

They sacrificed themselves to save the three races, and they couldn't tolerate the creatures of the three races throwing their lives on the battlefield.What's more, the successive battles have seriously injured the vitality of the three clans. This time without the three pillars of the clan, Zulong, Zufeng, and Zu Qilin, the counterattack of other creatures in the prehistoric wilderness could not help but they had to go back. prepare for.

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Wild West.

No one stopped the three clans from leaving. The next big battle was a contest of Hunyuan series. It didn't matter if they were there or not.

"Luo Hu, you have brought disaster to the prehistoric world, triggered a struggle between the three clans, provoked a catastrophe in the world, caused countless lives to die, and committed a heinous crime. I am here today to send you back to the world and seek justice for the prehistoric creatures!" Hong Jun The old ancestor spoke uprightly, with a dignified upright look on his face.

"Old man Hongjun!" Luo Hui sneered, "You want to fight! Then fight! Why bother to say something so high-sounding and pretend to be dignified, this face makes the ancestor feel disgusted!"

"That's the end of the talk, talk too much and talk less, who is right and wrong, it doesn't help, let's see the truth!" the ancestor Yang Mei said.

He was impatient to keep arguing with Hongjun and Luohu, even if his tongue was brilliant and the hype was falling, so what?In addition to killing time, who belongs to the way of heaven depends on who has deep cultivation, strong supernatural powers, powerful spiritual treasures, and high means.

As soon as these words came out, both sides stopped talking, Hongjun Patriarch took the lead, and he threw out a crutch with a dragon's head, which turned into a giant pillar reaching the sky, and hit Luo Hu head-on.

This is a top-grade innate spirit treasure with unlimited attacks.

when!

Luo Hu snorted coldly. He had been fighting with Patriarch Hongjun for a long time, and he was very familiar with this old way's unscrupulous routines.

With a flick of the eyebrows, the Wanmo Pagoda flew out in an instant, soared ten thousand feet high, towering to the sky, the wind chime swayed, and the body of the tower collided violently with the dragon head crutches, making a loud noise.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers collapsed, and the vast sky exploded.

The avenue oscillates, and the law collapses.

During the surge of mana, everything was flattened.

The dust turned the sky, and the earth dragon collapsed.

call out!call out!call out!

Ancestor Hongjun mustered all his mana and shook the Pangu banner vigorously. The magnificent innate sword light pierced the sky, cut open the space, and slashed towards Luohu.

Each sword can easily kill an ordinary Hunyuan strongman, and every sword light passes by, and a middle thousand world will be born and died in it.

One after another, tens of thousands, forming a vast sea of ​​swords densely packed.

The waves of swords towered over the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, overwhelming mountains and seas.

Rahu's eyes shone brightly, and a large mill above his head spun endlessly, and every time he spun, a destructive energy was born, obliterating everything.

Time and space are irreversible.

This innate treasure that fell into Luo Hu's hands wiped out the innate sword sea, as if it was a whirlpool in the sea, swallowing up all the sea water.

boom!

boom!

boom!

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The Pangu Banner collided with the Mieshi Great Mill continuously, the sky and the earth trembled, large tracts of land were shattered, and one after another, the endless and endless towering fairy mountains were reduced to powder in the fierce collision.

Water purification bowl, twelfth-grade merit golden lotus, central apricot-yellow flag, throne of bones, twelfth-grade black lotus that destroys the world, celestial demon phaseless pearl...

A piece of top-grade innate spirit treasures, like the spirit grass that can be seen everywhere in the prehistoric world, appeared one after another as Patriarch Hongjun and Demon Patriarch Luohu continued to make moves, which made the Patriarch Yin-Yang watching the battle strangely brilliant.

They all have innate spiritual treasures in their hands, but compared with Hongjun Patriarch and Demon Ancestor Luohu, they are insignificant and not enough.

After hundreds of rounds of the battle, neither the winner nor the loser, Patriarch Hongjun glanced at Patriarch Yinyang and others who were watching the battle, and asked for help.

"Fellow daoists, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait!"

"Buying the few by the crowd is your consistent style, Hongjun!"

Ignoring Luo Hu's sarcasm, Patriarch Hongjun attacked more fiercely.

He invited everyone to come here to help him take down Rahu together, so as not to take too long, accidents happen, and elbows and armpits are suddenly born.

Naturally, he expected that Luo Hu would make sarcasm, so he said what he said, as long as he didn't listen to him, as long as he could beat Luo Hu, no matter how harsh the words were, he would not be moved.

Sarcasm to me, like floating clouds!

Ancestor Yinyang and the others didn't hesitate. After getting Hongjun to ask for help, they immediately started to sacrifice the innate treasures of Tai Chi and Qiankun Ding respectively. The pinnacle.

Every green willow that was struck caused the space to fluctuate, knocking the congenital spirit treasure, or directly entering the inexplicable space to suppress it.

It's quite like letting you have thousands of spiritual treasures, and I will take them all by myself, and I will stand still!

The four great masters of Hunyuan joined forces to fight against Luohu, mana surged, spirit treasures flew across, supernatural powers collided, and the whole prehistoric world was darkened and the sky fell apart.

Even if Luo Hu is infinitely powerful and tyrannical, he can't beat four hands with two fists. Facing the siege of the four Hunyuan, especially among them are the Hongjun ancestors and Yangmei ancestors who are not weaker than him.

After three days and three nights of non-stop fighting, Luo Hu was finally at a disadvantage and retreated steadily.