Chapter 233 Long Han’s decisive battle, Wei Shuyu seizes the way of heaven again

"Wudang? Zhang Sanfeng?" Hongjun, Qiankun and Yinyang still looked fearful on their faces, and they could not see through the Taoist in front of them at all.

"All fellow Taoists discuss going to fight Luohu, I may be able to do my best." Wei Shuyu chuckled.

Hongjun felt the faint Taoist rhyme that it emitted, thought for a moment, nodded, "With the truth, many helpers, few helpers, thank you for your help!"

"After the Ten Yuan Meeting, go to fight Luohu, how about it?" Hongjun said in a deep voice.

"You can make some preparations in advance, it's great." Wei Shuyu smiled with a playful smile on his face, and his figure slowly disappeared and left.

The ancestor Qiankun looked solemn, "Hongjun, he gives me a sense of danger, and his strength may be above us."

The ancestor of Yin and Yang is focused on the head.

Hongjun looked at Wei Shuyu's direction away with his eyes, and his eyes were extremely scared, "Mysterious... The God-Reverse Beast Emperor might have killed him."

Qiankun, Yin and Yang Ancestor were calm, "Shen Ni was at the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal back then. If he could kill Shen Ni, wouldn't he have the cultivation level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal back then? What level is he now?"

"I don't know." Hongjun shook his head.

"Kill Luohu, the way of heaven will have great luck and great rewards. We must not let him intervene again. After the five-yuan meeting, go to Mount Sumeru and kill Luohu!" Hongjun said seriously and solemnly.

"It's so good. After the five yuan meeting, kill Luohu."

After discussing Hongjun, Qiankun, Yin and Yang, they each went into seclusion and comprehended the Taoist rhyme of the law.

In the vast world, the three tribes compete for hegemony, and the war became increasingly fierce. Tens of billions of dragons, phoenixes and unicorns participated in the war and fell.

The heaven and earth are surrounded by evil spirits, and blood flows into a river, gathering towards the sea of ​​blood.

The surging sea of ​​blood suddenly set off a wave of blood from billions of feet, bursting out with a faint vitality.

Next to a crystal-clear congenital blood spirit, two immortal sword embryos are suspended, absorbing the evil aura, and a fiery red and enchanting lotus seed also absorbing the essence of the sea of ​​blood.

The innate blood spirit is the ancestor of the Styx, but it has just been born at this time and has only a weak intelligence.

Kunlun Mountain.

The origin of three groups of Qingqi has accumulated countless years of magic power. The largest group of Taiqing immortal energy first gave birth to spiritual wisdom. They took a bite to Yuqing, and the origin of Shangqing became stronger. Then they appeared first.

The body of heaven.

"My name is Taiqing."

After Taiqing transformed into shape, he sensed the fierce external war and did not dare to leave Kunlun Mountain. He continued to guard Yuqing and Shangqing's origin.

Taiqing just showed the innate Taoist body, Yuqing, and the origin of Shangqing gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

After one dollar meeting.

Yuqing, surrounded by the immortal energy of the Shangqing, and the two clear energy transformed into two innate Tao bodies. The middle-aged Taiqing and the young Shangqing.

Yuqing, Shangqing: "Meet the eldest brother!"

Taiqing: "Second brother, third brother!"

Shangqing: "Second brother!"

Yuqing: "Third brother!"

The three pure origins are connected, and they are the three brothers!

Outside Kunlun Mountain, wars continued, and the Three Pure Land had accumulated countless years of transformation. Only the Daluo Golden Immortal's cultivation was not enough to protect herself, so she did not choose to go out and began to sit down quietly to comprehend the Three Pure Land marks.

Beiming, Tianchi.

A Kun fish jumped out of the water and turned into a penis in the void, with constant cries.

Kunpeng has just given birth to spiritual wisdom.

In the vast land, Zhen Yuanzi held the earth book and gave birth to spiritual wisdom, another spiritual treasure ginseng fruit tree.

The two emperors of the Sun Star are already fertile.

Vitality also bursts out from the moon star.

Twelve drops of Pangu's essence and blood already have an outline of the ancestor witch.

Except for the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and qilin, many powerful people in the prehistoric world have begun to transform or be nurtured.

Similarities: the world is dangerous and no one dares to travel.

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In a blink of an eye, the four Yuans will pass.

Luohu continued to provoke the relationship between the three races, and the three races were already irreconcilable!

All the resentment and all the hatred are poured into this last battle!

Zulong and Zhulong led the dragon clan's tribe to rush out of the sea of ​​clouds and roared loud dragon roars, wanting to fight to determine the world!

Shi Qilin held the Qilin Seal and led the trillion-dollar man out of the central land.

Yuanfeng led the trillion-dollar to fly out of the Immortal Volcano in Nanming.

The ancestor dragon, Shiqilin, and Yuanfeng clan leaders are all the peak cultivation of Hunyuan Jinxian, who divide the fortunes of heaven and earth, and are truly splendid and stand proudly at the top of this era!

Wei Shuyu stood quietly in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, looking at the sky, the earth, the ocean, the mountains, rivers and rivers, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, "Ten hundred billion monks... just sleep in the long river of time and history."

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"At this moment, the dragon clan casually pulled out a dragon general, all of whom were the peak cultivation level of the Daluo Golden Immortal..."

"If the three tribes are undefeated, what's the matter with the three thousand powerful men of Zixiao Palace?"

"It has dominated an era and amazed an era!"

"If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine the glory of the three tribes back then!"

"The decisive battle is finally here!"

In the nine heavens, most of the masters of the three clans died in exhaustion. Zhulong used one to fight ten, exhausted his origin, and was beaten by a Qilin clan master and gradually lost his vitality and fell into the deepest part of the East China Sea.

The powerful Qilin clan also consumed his magic power and was beaten by the elder of the Feng clan.

This cycle repeats.

The core elites of the three tribes fell one after another, and countless catastrophes invaded their minds and their eyes were red!

Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shi Qilin came to the scene in person, setting off the ultimate decisive battle between the three clan leaders.

At the beginning of the sky, the world was extremely stable. The battle between the three tribe leaders shattered the mountains and cut off the rivers, and thousands of gullies appeared on the earth.

"Today, I will fight to the death!"

"There can only be one overlord in the world, that is my Qilin clan!"

"court death!"

The ancestor dragon, the first qilin, and the Yuanfeng were affected by the scattered energy and had begun to burn the origin, and the momentum was divided into life and death.

"Fight, the suffering of living beings, struggle, the suffering of living beings, and in the end everything in this world will eventually become dust." An ethereal sound of Taoism sounded in the void.

"I, Zhang Sanfeng, please stop the three clan leaders." Wei Shuyu floated from the sky, his voice was calm. After hearing this, the Taoist heart became calm.

The blood-red eyes of the Ancestral Dragon, the Shiqilin, and Yuanfeng gradually returned to the Qingming Festival, and the burning origin was extinguished with a bang.

"Please take a look at this world, please."

"What did you get after the fight ended?"

The ancestor dragon, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin had blank eyes and looked at the heaven and earth.

Corpse are everywhere, blood flows into a river?

Where are there billions of men above the nine heavens?

Countless dragon tribes fell to the sea, flipped their belly, and all the scales and armor on their bodies fell off, which had already cut off their vitality, and the dragon's blood dyed the sea red.

Countless kinrin corpses piled up into mountains, and there was no longer a standing kinrin in the world.

Countless phoenixes have broken their wings and hung them all over the treetops, and have long lost their vitality.

All the eyes were about death, and all the three clans were dispatched with elite troops without reservation and fell completely.

"How could this happen?" Zulong, Shi Qilin, and Yuanfeng opened their eyes wide, unable to believe at all, and all the Trillion Erlang fell like this.

"Zhulong, where are you?" Zulong looked for his younger brother Zhulong.

Shi Qilin and Yuanfeng are also looking for figures of the same clan.

Zulong noticed that there was still a faint ray of vitality on the seashore. The dragon shadow flashed, and he saw the dragon's number one general, "Aotian."

Long Aotian, the largest general of the Dragon Clan, and the cultivation of Hunyuan Jinxian, is extremely arrogant on weekdays. Except for the leader of the Zulong clan, Zhulong doesn't take anyone seriously.

At this moment, all the dragon scales on Long Aotian's body fell off, and the reverse scales were pulled out by blood, dying.

"Aotian can't fight with the clan's Long March." Long Aotian's voice was extremely weak, his vitality dissipated, and his pupils began to dilate.

"No! The clan's career has not been achieved, Aotian, you cannot die!" Zulong used his great magic power to cross into Long Aotian's body.

"Cough! Ah!" Long Aotian suddenly vomited several blood clots, the dragon tendons were broken, and all the meridians were blocked.
To be continued...