Chapter 44 The end of the mighty power of heaven and earth
East China Sea Dragon Palace.
The leader of the 108 major clans affiliated with the Dragon Clan asked to see the acting clan leader Qinglong.
"Your Majesty, the Feng Clan has gone too far to bully others! Regardless of the customary treaties of our three clans, the majestic Luo Jinxian did not have the arrogance to sneak attack on the younger members of our clan. Our clan suffered heavy casualties!"
The one who spoke was the dragon who was fighting with the Phoenix Clan's Dapeng King.
At this time, he was filled with righteous indignation and told Qinglong how the Feng clan broke the rules.
The leader of the Dragon Shark clan continued:
"Master Qinglong, the Ruoniu clan, a subordinate clan of the Cangniu tribe of the Qilin clan, has repeatedly invaded our sea areas by virtue of the fact that there are three powerful men of heaven and earth in the clan.
Our people followed your will and did not send the mighty powers of heaven and earth to provoke you.
But we can’t just watch those stupid cows show off their power in our clan’s territory, right?”
The leader of the Dragon Shark clan was once a general under Qinglong. Even after he became the clan leader, he was still called Lord Qinglong, not His Majesty.
"Your Majesty, because our clan is close to the border of the three clans, we are being bullied by the Qilin clan and the Feng clan! Poor my child, I have just started on the road and can barely enter the Daluo realm, but I was trapped and killed on the border.
Our clan has kept your teachings in mind and has not sought revenge without authorization. We have retreated again and again. However, the two clans are pressing forward step by step. If we do not attack, will our clan still have a way to survive?"
The leader of the scaly crocodile clan burst into tears.
Qinglong sat on the dragon chair and listened quietly.
His profound gaze swept over the one hundred and eight heads of the powerful clans one by one.
The black dragon clan, the dragon shark clan, the scaly crocodile clan, the black turtle clan, the sea snake clan, the lobster clan, the giant whale clan...
Each clan leader took turns talking about their own sufferings.
Their demands have only one thing in common - to allow the mighty powers of heaven and earth within their respective clans to die!
"Your Majesty, please allow me!"
One hundred and eight clan leaders paid their respects together.
Qinglong sat upright, closing his eyes and thinking for a long time.
The hall fell into silence.
Suddenly, Qinglong opened his eyes, and the power of the dragon was so powerful that it shook all directions.
"Amnesty Order: All creatures belonging to the Dragon Clan, from the 25th level of Daluo Jinxian and below, can participate in the war!"
A golden Dragon Court amnesty order appeared, and Qinglong took out the dragon seal and stamped it with a big seal.
When the great seal fell, the Dragon Court's pardon order was divided into thousands of streams of light, spreading the edict to all tribes.
In the main hall, one hundred and eight clan chiefs kowtowed to welcome the decree.
"Got the order!"
Afterwards, everyone who received the decree bid farewell to Qinglong.
Looking at the departing clan leaders, Qinglong's eyes revealed deep worry.
too early!
The mighty power of heaven and earth came to an end too early, which was beyond the expectations of the dragon clan and beyond the control of Qinglong.
But the situation has reached this point. Qinglong wants to suppress the great power of heaven and earth and prevent it from falling. The big and small clans below will also push the great power of heaven and earth to die.
This time it is affiliated with 108 major tribes, next time it will be 18,000 small tribes, and next time the 18 tribes of the Dragon Clan itself will ask for battle again!
What he can do now is to control the situation as much as possible.
This is also the reason why he has blocked Daluo Jinxian's combat power above the 25th level.
It's not time for these real high-level leaders of the Dragon Clan to come to an end. If they do, then the three tribes will have to fight a decisive battle!
Now that Fang Tiandi Mighty has come to an end, we cannot give in easily.
Qinglong turned his left hand and grabbed Long Xi in his hand.
"Second brother!"
"Second brother!"
Two figures appeared in the hall.
The visitors are none other than Xuanlong, the third ancestor of the Dragon Clan, and Bailong, the fourth ancestor.
Among the four ancestors of the Dragon Clan, Ancestral Dragon is the leader of the Dragon Clan, Qinglong is in charge of the Dragon Clan's military conquests, Xuanlong is in charge of the Dragon Clan's punishment, and White Dragon is in charge of the Ten Thousand Dragons Palace.
"Third brother, little sister, this time our clan's powerful force in the world comes to an end, the Feng clan and the Qilin clan will inevitably follow suit.
In order to control the overall situation, I can only trouble you to sit in two battlefields respectively."
Qinglong said in a deep voice.
Xuanlong was tall and armored. He patted his chest and replied:
"Everything my second brother said, he was fighting for our Dragon Clan. Don't worry, if you leave the Feng Clan's battlefield to me, the majesty of our Dragon Clan will not be damaged."
"Then the little sister will go to the Qilin tribe."
Bailong winked mischievously.
Qinglong looked at Bailong who was always out of tune, feeling helpless.
Staying in such a serious place as Wanlong Hall for many years did not make Bailong's character calm down.
Qinglong said to Bailong: "Your battlefield is adjacent to the northern part of the prehistoric world. Although those sacred places are no longer relevant, we have to be on guard. I will send Prime Minister Turtle to go with you."
Bai Long nodded, "Prime Minister Turtle is mature and prudent. With his care, I can safely target the Qilin clan."
Seeing this, Qinglong said with satisfaction:
"Then you two gather some troops as soon as possible and go to take charge. The eldest brother has not yet come out of seclusion, so no other changes can happen!"
"yes!"
Xuanlong Bailong clasped his fists, turned around and left the hall.
Qinglong's eyes were dark, and he looked up at the nine-clawed golden dragon of luck in the sky above the Crystal Palace.
The Golden Dragon of Luck is growing continuously, but the Qi of Death and Calamity is also growing rapidly.
The green dragon put away the dragon seal, and the luck golden dragon also disappeared.
As long as the Dragon Clan unified the prehistoric world and became the true master of the prehistoric world, then the will of the Dragon Clan will be the will of the world.
What does it matter if you are just angry and angry?!
If it fails...
Qinglong looked at Dongji, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.
…
Tiannan immortal volcano, Phoenix Tower.
A phoenix cry resounded throughout the south of the sky, the phoenix feathers came out, and thousands of birds paid their respects.
The great power of the Phoenix Clan has come to an end!
To the west of Buzhou, there is Qilin Sacred Cliff.
The unicorn seal hangs high, war drums sound nine times, and all beasts salute.
The end of the Qilin tribe's mighty power.
And with the fate of the three tribes of the mighty powers of heaven and earth, the struggle in the ancient world has risen to a new level.
Yesterday the members of the Dragon Clan were exterminated, today the members of the Phoenix Clan were massacred, and tomorrow the great Qilin Clan was robbed.
Under the endless calamity, the killings continued.
The life and death of those who are in danger are unpredictable.
The first group of saints to end up in the realm of immortals and demons were also involved in the whirlpool, and only a few of them were actually killed.
In the ancient southwest, a man dressed in green clothes walked with a sword.
If you take ten steps you will be killed, if you take a hundred steps there will be an enemy, if you take a thousand steps your sword will be stained with blood.
Along the way from the prehistoric northwest, green swords appeared frequently, purple electric hammers were used frequently, and apricot-yellow flags were hung high above his head.
When the lanterns of the Eight Scenery Palace are turned on, the enemies who will invade will be burned to ashes.
Also in the southwest of the ancient world, there was a Taoist in blood.
Busy among the mountains, others cannot avoid disaster.
But he pursued the "catastrophe" with great interest and studied those ferocious beasts without stopping.
In the mountains and valleys, you can always see the red lotus karma fire raging.
Sometimes you can see a blood-clothed Taoist running away with a killing sword in his arms.
No matter how dangerous it is, he never gets tired of it.
His eyes always sparkled with excitement.
"Where do you come from, little friend?"
When the bloody-robed Taoist stepped into a valley again, he met an old man with broad hands and a thick breath.
"Which big pit did Pindao step on?"
The Taoist in blood clothes turned around and left.
The old man stopped him, "Why are you leaving in such a hurry, little friend? Why don't you do me a favor?"
Seeing that he couldn't leave, the Taoist priest in blood clothes simply asked: "I wonder what the senior asked the junior to help?"
Seeing that the Taoist in blood had agreed, the old man burst out laughing, "My little friend, are you studying these ferocious beasts?"
The blood-clothed Taoist's eyes flashed when he heard this.