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Chapter 64: The Blade Dances, Three Clan Wars

Two Dragon Clan stations were attacked by the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan. The news that almost all the Dragon Clan monks stationed there were killed swept across the entire prehistoric world in an instant. It was like a huge earthquake had occurred throughout the prehistoric world. All the monks were stunned and some could not react!

"I'm afraid the Dragon Clan will go into a rage this time, and they deserve it!" A golden immortal who was obviously prejudiced against the Dragon Clan was gloating.

"Hey! I'm afraid this is another catastrophe that will sweep all living beings away." Some far-sighted monks had a hint of worry in their eyes, "I don't know if I will still be the same after the catastrophe!"

Some wise monks also said: "I'm afraid this is a conspiracy, and there is a black hand behind the scenes!"



In the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Zulong not only did not burst into rages when he heard the news that his station was being attacked, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. He had been waiting for this moment for too long. Ever since the ancestors of Yin and Yang and Qiankun became quasi-supreme, Zulong

I already want to start a war.

However, considering the tragedy of the last catastrophe, Zulong has been undecided and endured it, swaying from side to side, feeling extremely irritable.

Therefore, upon hearing the news that the Qilin Clan and the Phoenix Clan were attacking the Dragon Clan, Zulong felt relieved for no reason, and finally made up his mind to fight. The irritability accumulated for so many years seemed to be released all at once, and the blood-red murderous aura formed a huge wolf smoke against the sky.

And up.

Although Zu Long also vaguely guessed in his heart that the Qilin and Phoenix tribes would not act so rashly when they were at a disadvantage, Zu Long naturally chose to ignore this. He was unwilling to get to the bottom of it. He preferred to

Choosing to believe that this was true, the raging murderous intent had overwhelmed his entire mind. If he didn't vent it out, he would feel like he was going to explode!

Compared with Zu Long, Lin Zu and Tianfeng had similar reactions. Bloody murderous aura overflowed, and their irritated minds made them no longer think about it. Moreover, they had been suppressed by the Dragon Clan for so long, and watching the Dragon Clan grow stronger little by little, the two of them had

Having the illusion of being devoured bit by bit, he was unwilling to wait any longer and decided to start a war.

"Groan!"

"Chirp!"

"Roar!"

The three tribes of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn emitted three loud neighs almost at the same time. The huge neighs sent out waves of sound that swept across the entire prehistoric world.

This is the highest summons issued by the three tribes. All the monks from the three tribes scattered in the ancient world will hear the summons, put down everything in their hands, and quickly gather towards the center of the three tribes.

"Boom!"

High mountains, giant mountains, flat lakes, abyss, and giant trees covering the sky. From time to time, figures flew out, and finally formed three huge torrents, rushing towards Buzhou Mountain, the southern volcano, and the East China Sea Dragon Palace. They were so powerful that they covered the sky and the sun.

.

There are three huge torrents, each of which has at least tens of billions of monks, and one-tenth of them are golden immortals, and there are even nearly a hundred Daluo golden immortals. Everyone finally understands why the three tribes can dominate the ancient world, and this

I'm afraid it's still the tip of the iceberg among the three tribes.

On the surface of the East China Sea, countless dragon monks stretch out endlessly. The ancestral dragon floats high and empty on the surface, with a bloody light lingering, and the windless hair stands upside down, like a god or a demon.

The eyes of the Yin-Yang Patriarch and the Qiankun Patriarch behind him were glowing red, and their terrifying momentum made the air keep making shrill whimpering sounds, and space cracks appeared from time to time!

"The Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan bullied our Dragon Clan too much and made shameless sneak attacks. As the most noble bloodline in the prehistoric era, our Dragon Clan must not bow to them. We must teach them a bloody lesson. The prehistoric era belongs to our Dragon Clan, and only our Dragon Clan has it.

Qualified to become the master of the ancient world!"

Zulong's expression was passionate and domineering, and his inflammatory voice spread throughout the East China Sea.

"That's right, we want to take revenge, bloodbath the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, and trample them under our feet!"

"Kill all the Qilin and Phoenix tribes and rob them of everything!"

"Revenge! Revenge! Unify the ancient world!"



Countless dragon monks below were completely incited by the ancestral dragon, and they roared with red eyes. Waves of huge sound waves rose up and resounded throughout the sky!

"kill!!!"

Nearly a hundred billion Dragon Clan monks formed huge formations. Huge icebergs tens of millions of feet were formed in the sky. Endless cold air froze the space. White snow began to fall from hundreds of thousands of miles around.

Countless huge icebergs formed a vast ice world, directly smashing into pieces of clouds and rolling towards Mount Buzhou.

"Chirp!!!"

From the southern volcano, blazing fire clouds rose out of thin air, forming an endless sea of ​​​​fire, surging towards Buzhou Mountain.

"Roar!!!"

The Qilin tribe also started to move, "Boom!", the plain below Buzhou Mountain continued to tremble, and countless yellow light spots gathered from the sky and the earth.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Mud and stone giants one million feet in size crawled out of the soil, beat their chests with their hands, and roared to the sky. The earth-shattering momentum shook the whole world. The space was constantly shaking, and the world seemed to be turning upside down.

Many monks with great supernatural powers used their spiritual consciousness to see the strength displayed by the three tribes. They were shocked in their hearts, especially the formations displayed by the three tribes. The shocking power made everyone fearful!



"kill!!!"

The Qilin and Phoenix tribes gathered together. The fiery red sky and the withered yellow earth directly collided with a world of ice and endless icebergs!

"Boom!"

The two different worlds began to crush and erode each other. The withered yellow and the fiery red were linked together to fight against the white of snow. Countless icebergs collapsed, red clouds dissipated, and countless mud and stone giants collapsed.

The formation formed by the three tribes is extremely powerful. Although the number of people is far less than that of the first great catastrophe of sentient beings, the damage caused is uncompromising. The space is like smooth glass, shattering into pieces, and huge giants millions of feet apart.

Cracks appeared in the earth.

"kill!"

The formation consumes too much mana, and the effect of pulling each other is not obvious. The three tribes cancel the formation one after another, and countless monks appear, roaring and killing each other.

"kill!"

The monks of the Dragon Tribe instantly revealed their huge divine dragon true form, and the mountain-like dragon body swept across the air, knocking countless monks into pieces.

At this time, a giant black hoof emitting a hazy yellow light stepped on the dragon mercilessly. The scarlet blood formed gurgling brooks, and the shrill neighing was horrifying!

Everyone was stunned. Countless powerful magical methods covered the entire sky. Broken limbs and broken arms piled up like mountains. The mountains collapsed, the earth shattered, and the sun and moon lost all light!

"Hehe! Kill it, kill it hard for me!"

On Buzhou Mountain, Luo Hu looked at the fierce battle between the three clans and sneered. The four murderous sword shadows behind him split the space from time to time, forming cracks in the space.

"boom!"

Nine huge black coffins flew out of the small world of Blood Prison City, turning into jet-black lights and shooting towards Mount Buzhou!

At this time, there are many monks who usually cannot hide out one after another, hiding in Buzhou Mountain and other places, releasing their spiritual consciousness to explore, with an inexplicable light in their eyes. Obviously, if all three tribes are injured, these monks will definitely intervene.

, mass killing, not only knocking the three tribes off the altar, but also gaining merit!

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