Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Eighth: All Saints Appear
"Evil beast!"
Haotian's face turned cold and he spat out two words coldly.
He calculated that the Dragon and Phoenix tribes would intervene, but he did not expect that the Dragon tribe did not attack the Marshal's Mansion in Zhendong, but joined forces with the Phoenix tribe to attack the Tianting camp in Nanzhan Buzhou.
This suddenly completely disrupted his plan.
Moreover, in the face of such an unexpected situation, he could not take action yet, because he knew that the real battle would come next. The ancestors, dragons, ancestors and phoenix had not yet taken action, and neither did the Qilin clan.
Although Zhu Ganglie could not feel the fluctuations of the quasi-sage battle, looking at Haotian's appearance, he knew that something big had happened, otherwise Haotian would not be so angry that he turned blue.
He turned around and looked towards the south with an incomprehensible expression.
Because he remembered the message that Li Yizhi secretly sent him after the last court meeting. Once a war broke out, he was told not to think about going out to fight, but to find a place to hide.
Although rationally speaking, the Zhenbei Marshal's Mansion should be very safe with Haotian personally in charge.
But emotionally, he was more willing to believe in Li Yizhi.
Li Yizhi actually asked him to hide during the war. This shows how unfavorable he is about this war.
Maybe Li Yizhi knows something else.
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Looking south to Buzhou, we will see the main camp of Heaven.
Two and a half billion troops were stationed, and the military camps stretched for tens of millions of miles. The flags covered the sky and the sun, which was extremely spectacular.
However, at this time, the Heavenly Court Camp was being ravaged by eight quasi-sages from the Dragon and Phoenix tribes.
These eight quasi-sages suddenly took action and transformed into their true bodies.
There were four divine dragons among them, tens of thousands of meters long. They made bursts of dragon roars, and they were snatched from the void like mountain-like dragon claws, covering the sky and the sun.
Under the dragon's claws, large camps were blown up, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals died tragically.
In addition, four more phoenixes spread their wings hundreds of miles, and their whole bodies were burning with destructive flames.
This kind of flame is called Nanming Li Fire. It is one of the four great flames in the ancient world, second only to the true fire of the sun. It burns everything.
The endless Lihuo was like a heavenly fire falling from the sky, and the camps were set ablaze. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals turned into burning men, wailing miserably.
Under the Lihuo of Nanming, the heavenly soldiers and generals were like mortals doused with gasoline. No matter how hard they tried, they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies and could only be burned alive in the torment.
"Evil beast!"
The eyes of Master Xuandu and others were about to burst. They walked out of the void, furious.
In the prehistoric world, strong people generally maintain their own identity and rarely take action against those who are too weak.
In particular, they are quasi-sages who have already stood at the pinnacle of the ancient world. Every word and deed is watched by all living beings, so they are particularly particular about their actions to avoid losing their status and being criticized.
But the Dragon and Phoenix tribes don't have such worries. As long as they can defeat each other, they will not give up any means. They are so barbaric.
They all did this during the Longhan Tribulation.
In a war that concerns the fate of a race, it doesn't matter what method you use, as long as it works well.
Ouch! Ouch!
Dragons and phoenixes roared together, the sound resounding throughout the world, carrying a rough fighting spirit.
The four dragons and four winds gave up their attack on the Tianting camp, and instead pounced on Master Xuandu and others.
A big war broke out soon.
Boom!
A dozen quasi-saints fought against each other, and the horrific battle scene could definitely be described as devastating.
The sky was shattered and turned into endless chaos, rolling violently.
This time, there are nine quasi-sages in total who explain the three Buddhist religions, namely Tathagata, Kong Xuan, Ran Deng, Maitreya Buddha, Xuandu Master, Guang Chengzi, Yun Zhongzi, Yuding Zhenren, and Antarctic Immortal Weng.
Although the Antarctic Immortal is not a quasi-sage, because he is the Immortal Emperor and is blessed by the divine power of the God List, he still has the combat power of a quasi-sage.
In order to be able to cope with the overall situation and ensure that nothing goes wrong this time, the Antarctic Immortal who has been stationed in the outer starry sky all year round also secretly returned to the human world.
Perhaps due to the numerical superiority of the three religions of Buddhism, or perhaps because the dragon and phoenix clans were showing weakness due to doubts, the eight quasi-sages gradually fell below, but they resisted tenaciously.
In the heavenly camp below, countless heavenly soldiers and generals were fleeing in panic, because the destructive power of the quasi-sage war was too strong. Even at an altitude of hundreds of thousands of miles, an occasional aftermath wave shot down.
It can also easily destroy the land thousands of miles in radius.
Dongsheng Shenzhou, Jiuyuan Plain.
The Jiuyuan Plain is a vast area with a radius of over a million miles.
Further on from here is the Qilin clan domain.
The main camp of the Zhendong Marshal's Mansion is stationed here, and an army of one billion troops is distributed on a front that stretches tens of millions of miles.
A magnificent palace, floating quietly in the clouds, is magnificent.
Li Yizhi stood in the main hall, looking far in the direction of Nanzhan Buzhou with cold eyes.
He also did not expect that the dragon and phoenix clans would attack ordinary heavenly soldiers and generals in a sneak attack on the heavenly palace. This was a complete massacre.
And almost 90% of these heavenly soldiers and generals are human race.
Although they were from the Heavenly Court, from the perspective of the ethnic group, Li Yizhi was still very uncomfortable with the Dragon and Phoenix tribes killing ordinary people in such a manner.
But thinking that these dead heavenly soldiers would be reborn in the world of reincarnation made him feel better.
But after this incident, he finally saw clearly the savagery of ancient races such as dragons, phoenixes and unicorns.
Now that the Dragon and Phoenix tribes have taken action, it is time for the Qilin tribe to take action as well.
Li Yizhi thought in his mind and looked towards the direction of the Zhenbei Marshal's Mansion. Since the Dragon and Phoenix clans were so direct in sneak attacks with quasi-sages, it seemed that the Qilin clan would be the same.
Beiju Luzhou, Zhenbei Marshal's Mansion.
Three vast auras suddenly burst out and appeared in front of the Immortal Palace.
"Haha! Haotian, since you have come down to earth, you should stay."
Zu Qilin laughed loudly, and with a flip of his palm, he violently sent it out. Endless mana surged out, turning into a hoofprint as big as a mountain, thousands of miles long, and suddenly stepped towards the Immortal Palace.
"presumptuous!"
Haotian shouted angrily, just like the sky was furious, black clouds covered the sun, and winds and clouds surged.
A bright golden sword energy rose against the sky, flashed through the void, and struck the Qianli hoofprint.
Sonorous!
The golden sword energy collapsed, and the thousands-mile hoofprints only hindered it slightly, and then continued to step down with great momentum.
At the same time, one after another shocking sword energy continued to rise against the sky. There were as many as nine, and they all struck at the thousands of miles of hoofprints.
Boom!
Finally, the shocking sword energy and the thousand-mile hoof prints shattered simultaneously, and the terrifying energy shock wave was so powerful that it blew a big hole in the dark clouds in the sky, and the sunlight poured down from it, as if the sky had been pierced.
Sunlight pillars with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles pour on the fairy palace, reflecting the colorful fairy light.
Haotian's figure appeared high in the sky, looking at Zulong, Zufeng and Zu Qilin from a distance, with solemn expressions. He felt a strong dangerous aura from the three of them.
Zu Qilin put his hands behind his back and said loudly, "Yes, he can take one of my palms with ten swords. He is indeed a boy of Hongjun."
Haotian's face was ashen. Zu Qilin seemed to be praising him, but in fact it was just sarcasm.
The word "boy" sounded extremely harsh to his ears.