"Qinglong, what do you think?"
Zu Long sat on his chair, his eyes gleaming with sharp light, and his body was filled with anger.
"Father God, would you like to ask that senior for advice?"
Ao Guang quickly stood up and said.
"No!"
Qinglong, who appeared as a spirit body, quickly interrupted Ao Guang.
"Why not?" Ao Guang asked in astonishment.
"Brother should still remember what the senior said about the power of living beings being too prosperous..."
"You mean, this is the will left by the Great God Pangu?"
"I think it's very possible!"
Qinglong nodded slowly: "That senior had predicted this a long time ago, not to mention what happened today, how could that senior not know about it? That senior didn't pass on anything, and he obviously didn't want to interfere."
Zu Long pondered for a moment and then said: "You are right. If our Dragon Clan cannot even solve this problem, how can we have the face to face that senior?"
"Then, the matter of the king's sanctification..." Ao Guang asked tentatively.
"If there is really the will of Great God Pangu, this matter is also possible. If the power of living beings weakens, there will definitely be a gathering place."
Zu Long took a deep breath: "Since the Qilin tribe dares to launch troops first, Ao Guang, you will command the dragon tribe and start a full-scale war with the Qilin tribe today!"
"Brother, I'll be back soon!"
"no!"
Zu Long said quickly: "You stay where you are. We, the Dragon Clan, have to prove our worth to that senior."
Qinglong and Zulong looked at each other. After a long time, Qinglong cupped his fists towards Zulong and said, "My brother, I obey!"
Zulong waved his sleeves, and Qinglong's spirit body disappeared.
In Kunlun Mountain, tears flowed from the corners of Qinglong's eyes.
Brother, are you trying to save yourself a life for the Dragon Clan?
…
Immortal volcano.
"Mother!" Suzaku said, cupping his fists.
"Go ahead."
Shi Feng simply waved his hand.
The flames on Suzaku's body suddenly burned, turned around, and strode outside.
In the sky, there are already gathered the powerful warriors from the Hundred Birds who were granted the Holy Fire of Nirvana, as well as countless direct descendants of these Birds.
"Mother gave the order to declare war on the Qilin Clan!"
"Declare war on the Qilin Clan!"
All the birds shouted excitedly.
Then, Suzaku took the lead, and all the birds turned into streams of light, which illuminated the dark night of the ancient world.
…
Luo Hu once again came to the edge of the prehistoric world and the small world. Sensing the growing hatred and killing in the prehistoric world, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
Then, Luohu didn't know how to do it, and directly escaped into the world of Xiaoqian.
This war has the potential to sweep across the world.
Next, he just needs to wait and take the opportunity to fill the fire when the war situation calms down a little.
…
On the nine-layered cloud, a tall old Taoist with broad shoulders stood up, it was Hongjun.
"A war between hundreds of tribes?"
Hongjun was startled at first, and then a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Hundred tribes occupy too much of the spiritual power of the world and the spiritual veins of the ancient world. If a war sweeps through the hundreds of tribes, the strong ones will fall, and the world will have countless extra spiritual powers. Wouldn't it be of great help to my cultivation?"
The old Taoist sat down and then lay comfortably on Jiuchongyun: "This war should not end simply. However, you can rest assured that the poor Taoist will not let this war end so simply. "
Then, the old Taoist stretched out his hand, took out a book and started reading. On it were written two large gilt characters - The Book of Heaven.
…
A Taoist temple in Central China.
This Taoist temple is about the same distance from five villages of hundreds of ethnic groups, so the Taoist temple was named Wuzhuang Temple.
In the Taoist temple, the old Taoist stood under a big tree and was reading a book. There were also two big characters on it - Book of the Earth.
But at this moment, the book on the ground in Lao Dao's hand seemed disobedient and kept trembling.
"The ancient world, I'm afraid there will be no peace from now on!"
The old Taoist sighed and opened the book from the middle. A ray of light radiated from the book.
The Taoist temple disappeared on the spot and was covered by the stretching forest, as if it had never existed.
…
On the other side of Kunlun Mountain is Sanyou Small Courtyard.
A young Taoist soared into the sky, his eyes filled with unbearable color.
"Enlightenment."
The old Taoist who picked up the tail feather looked up at the young Taoist and spoke slowly.
"Brother, the creatures in this world..."
The young Taoist opened his mouth and said.
"If you can join in and protect the common people now, you must have the corresponding strength."
"I understand." The young Taoist took a deep breath, almost struggling, and sat on his futon.
"Why……"
The old Taoist sighed, patted the green cow, and slowly closed his eyes.
Between the two of them, the handsome middle-aged Taoist Fengshen remained indifferent from beginning to end, as if he didn't feel anything. He just sat there quietly, motionless.
…
The cubs seem to be extra quiet lately? !
Moreover, they also formed their own small circles.
Qingluan brings a wave, Si Xiang brings a wave, and Jiao Tu brings a wave.
Xuan Qing sat on the black Dragon's Nest chair and watched this scene with a smile.
Some of the kindergartens in my previous life were like cliques. I didn't expect the innate creatures to have such a cute side. It was quite fun.
However, Xingxing, who originally played well with Qingluan, now actually played with Sibei, which shocked Xuanqing for a while.
However, it’s just a child’s temperament, no big deal.
Xuan Qing didn't pay much attention and buried his head in the books again.
Um……
I am reading a great novel.
After reaching the realm of immortal, Xuan Qing suddenly discovered a gratifying change, that is, as long as it was something he had come into contact with in his previous life, if he calculated it carefully, he could display it in every detail.
Therefore, Xuanqing deduced a novel of the ancient genre to see if he could find a method for his own practice from the novel.
My cultivation process is really too slow!
As for changing the general trend of the prehistoric times, Xuan Qing has never thought about it.
Even saints may not be able to do it. He is an immortal. Are you kidding me?
It is most reliable to stay at the Queen Mother of the West's dojo and survive the disasters one after another.
…
The prehistoric world is trembling every day.
The frequency of tremors was getting higher and higher. Queen Mother Xi calculated her perception and knew that a full-scale war had broken out among the three clans.
Queen Mother Xi also did not dare to participate in such an important event. If she were not by Master's side, Queen Mother Xi might have to change her dojo and hide incognito.
Snapped……
Queen Mother Xi, who was planning to make tea for the master, was also making tea when she accidentally saw the contents of the book in the master's hand.
There are only a few words on it: Hundreds of tribes from ancient times, from now on, only exist in legends!
Queen Mother Xi was so frightened that she dropped the teapot in her hand.
At this moment, Queen Mother Xi had no pity for the tea, but only endless fear.
"This?"
Xuanqing saw the words above, smiled and comforted Queen Mother Xi: "It's just a novel, by the way, a story, a made-up story, don't worry about it, don't take it seriously."
