The Great Talisman

　　 At this moment, all the creatures in the great wilderness are unexpectedly unified.

　　 All the creatures raised their heads together, looking at the bright red sky, the four cold and severe murderous intents penetrated the world, permeating the entire universe.

　　 Accompanied by the Zhuxian sword formation, endless murderous intent enveloped the vast world, countless sword rain spawned in the void, seeming to be able to cut down at any time.

"kill!"

　　 The demon clan's main tribe came out of the mountain, and they rushed towards the three clan base camp. As for the three elites in the field, all were left to the demon ancestor and Zhuxian sword formation.

"Sure enough, the Kunlun Mirror's warning is not wrong. It is exactly the same as the corner of the future that I saw at the beginning, and it is exactly the same as desperate!" The Qilin King slowly stood up, looking at the Zhuxian sword formation that overwhelmed the great wilderness, with a touch of sadness in his eyes. .

　　 There are countless elites of the three clans, how many people can withstand the infinite sword spirit?

"Magic Ancestor, you can also be regarded as a hero in the Great Wilderness, the number one master. Since you want to defeat my three clans, when you use dignified means, what kind of ability is it to rely on cultivation?" Zu Long has already noticed that it is not good, Chaos Bead Furiously beating, like an enemy.

　　 The red blood mud, the murderous intention in the void, did not know when it faded a little bit, only the four swords of Zhu Xian hanging in the void, but the more shining, the more perfect the light.

　　 Lingtai Fangcunshan

Yang Sanyang sat under the sycamore tree, feeling the growing power of the gods in his body, the origin of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian was constantly increasing, and a gleam of divine light appeared in his eyes: "Hehe, interesting! Interesting! The show has finally begun! The death of Dao Yuan, the vengeance of Fang Cunshan's extinction in Lingtai, will finally be repaid today."

　　 On one side, the blue bird clenched his shirt tightly, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, staring at the Tiannan battlefield, staring at the countless sentient beings in the Zhuxian sword formation. Even the squabbling Bai Ze, Lu Xun and others stopped involuntarily at this time and looked sideways in the direction of the battlefield.

　　 The battle that will determine the future trend of the Great Wasteland has finally arrived!

On the battlefield, the Demon Ancestor smiled coldly, stretched out his palm, and held the Gunslinger in his hand: "To deal with traitors such as You, and treachery, why should I care about my face? Just kill! Kill you, wait for me. It is the unquestionable overlord of the Great Wilderness! No one can stop me from verifying the Emperor's Road, not even a saint."

　　 ignored the people of the three races, but looked at the gods and swept away the Second Patriarch of Time: "You two old guys, are you willing to surrender to me?"

"Hehe, you are a member of the gods, but you are willing to fall and associate with the beasts. You really don't know what to say! I wait for the gods, ashamed to be with you! Even if the gods die, I will never surrender. Waiting for the demon like you!" The God of Time smiled coldly.

"Hehe, what a hypocritical person, wait until I kill all of your gods, and see if your tone is still so tough!" The demon ancestor swept across the gods behind the second ancestor of time and space: "You are waiting. , Don't you want to surrender to me?"

　　 The gods clenched their teeth, clenched their fists, and fire in their eyes.

　　 At this time, the God of War smiled coldly: "If you want to fight, you will fight. What's the point of talking so much? The big deal is that you have taken this life. But if you want me to wait, I don't think about it."

　　 Hearing the words of the God of War, the Demon Ancestor smiled coldly, and he didn't say a lot of speculation, and his tactics changed: "Zhu Xian Sword Array! Get up!"

　　 With an order, the void is distorted, and the vast expanse of Zhuxian's Four Swords and Sword Qi, overwhelming like a tide sweeping the wilderness.

　　 The sword of Zhu Xian was angry, and under the golden fairy, he died when he touched it, and wounded when he rubbed it.

　　 A strong person in the golden fairy realm, although the law of cohesion is the origin, there is immortal power in the body, but he can only hold on for a quarter of an hour, facing the overwhelming Zhuxian sword aura, after all, there is only one way to defeat.

　　 sentient beings bleed blood, red blood, dyed the earth red.

　　 The blood is drifting, and it is not an exaggeration to be true.

　　 "Kill!" The God of War suddenly raised his hand to grief and beheaded to the Demon Ancestor: "Gods, never surrender!"

"A mere two-step ant, dare to fight with me?" Mozu looked at the stabbed God of War, smiled coldly, shook the sharp spear in his hand, shook out countless spears, and pierced the God of War in an instant. A bunch of blood-red flowers.

　　 The red blood drenched the void.

"boom!"

　　 The sea of ​​blood splashed waves on the ground, and a face-to-face God of War was pierced by the Demon Ancestor's sharp spear and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

　　 "Unsanctified, you will end up as an ant! Lost the blessings of the general race, you are vulnerable to the original ancestor!" There was a touch of disdain in the eyes of the devil ancestor, and he shook the smashing spear in his hand, and his eyes showed a touch of color.

　　 The three ancestors on the opposite side changed color suddenly, all the true gods of Da Luo, all in a cold sweat.

　　 is as strong as the **** of war, and can compete with Da Luo in the third step, but there is no way to face the devil ancestor.

　　 That Xiantian Lingbao's relatives whimpered in the blood, seeming to lament the passing of their master. Although the Xiantian Lingbao is good, no one dares to compete for the treasure at this time.

"kill!"

　　 The gods showed a touch of tragic and majesty at this time, and the second ancestor of time and space turned into a vast river of time, and the Kunlun mirror in his hand shot out the unparalleled holy power, and a finger of Buddha's light came out of nothingness, locking time and space to the demon ancestor.

"Kill! If you don't kill the Demon Ancestor, I will definitely find it hard to be good today! Everyone must work together to kill this monk!" The Qilin King turned into a poor mountain, with a fist that seemed to rush towards the Demon Ancestor. .

　　 Sweeping through the various attacks in front of him, the Mozu shook his head slightly: "Innate treasure, it is indeed a trouble."

　　 The monk fits the innate treasure, even a saint, there is no good way. You can beat it, but what good is it if you can't kill it?

　　 Sweeping the tip of the sharp gun, the fingers shattered by the Buddha's light shattered, and then picked up the Chaos Orb: "Old Loach, someone wants your life. I will accept you, the body of a real dragon."

　　 The sacred spear from the hand of the demon ancestor was stabbed at the same time, so that the ancestor dragon turned into a real body, and turned into a long and long sacred dragon.

"The general trend of the race?" Feeling the strength of the Zulong body not weaker than the saint, the demon ancestor's eyebrows slightly: "Also let you live for a while, until my demon army pulls out your lair and breaks your aura. It depends on how you stand up! Then it will be your death date!"

　　 The Demon Ancestor stepped back, avoiding Zulong’s sharp spear, and then his body twisted in an instant, and two more clones appeared in the void. Those two clones controlled the Zhuxian sword formation and swept towards the tribes of the three tribes below.

"not good!"

　　 Styx in the mud felt the Zhuxian sword aura pouring over the sky, and desperately fleeing into the blood and mud below, as if someone behind him was chasing his life, he flew to the depths of the earth desperately.

　　 There are many people like Styx, and countless creatures have turned into streamers, trying to go deep into the earth to avoid the strangulation of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

　　 "Innocent!" The devil ancestor smiled disdainfully, and he didn't know where he was from in the depths of the earth. Suddenly, he burst out infinite Zhuxian sword energy, and then only heard the screams, and there was no more.

"My life is over!" In the depths of the earth, Bai Ze looked at the endless Zhuxian sword aura, and his internal organs were torn apart from shock, his eyes revealed a touch of horror: "What a strong demon ancestor! What a strong Zhuxian sword formation! I only hate. Why is it so careless that I have been calculated by the demon ancestor, and I should have received it after seeing it. I hate it when I die, but I can't see my brother again!"

　　 Then, Styx's will was completely lost, and endless darkness poured over.

　　 In the great wilderness, blood flows into a river.

The Demon Ancestor’s sacred spear lightly described the solution of the magical powers of the people, and said to himself: “Sure enough, there are some ways, but because the three ancestors misappraised the God of Hou Tu, and suffered both defeats, how could I easily stalemate with the three clans? ?"

　　 The demon ancestor was a little frightened. He still underestimated the strength of the three clans. The three clans had suffered both defeats before, and he could still be equal to himself. If he hadn't calculated as before, I'm afraid he might not be able to beat the three clans.

　　 But what's the use of thinking so much?

　　 After all, everything is developing in the direction that is most beneficial to oneself, right?

　　 "However, before the tribe's general trend is not broken, it is still difficult to win everyone!" Various thoughts in the Mozu's heart kept turning.

　　With everyone's moves, after discovering that the Demon Ancestor was not invincible, everyone was relieved at this time, and then their morale was boosted.

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　　 Although the Demon Ancestor dealt with the attacks of the people without any effort, it was not ordinary difficulty to suppress the people.

"Kill! The Demon Ancestor is not invincible. I wait for the general momentum to increase, and the strength of my body may not be weaker than the saint. As long as I wait to fight the entire body before the general situation is broken, and destroy the Demon Ancestor, there is still room for recovery!" Zulong seemed to have noticed the glimmer of life in the dark, and hurriedly shouted: "You guys don't want to hide, quickly kill the demon ancestors, and then I will wait for each to retreat and clean up my nest is the right way."

"Hahaha, the ten fiends of the ancient ancestors will soon be able to break through the Tiannan and the four seas. How long can you support the general trend of your body? Don't be wishful thinking. If you give up resistance, I might be able to wait. "Yi Ming" Demon Ancestor smiled coldly.

　　 "The demon words confuse the crowd, it's time to kill!" The **** of time stabbed with a sword and slashed towards the past of the demon ancestor.

　　 "Hehe, saints have no past and future, your magical powers are not valid for me!" The magic ancestor shot the sharp spear, and it collided with the divine light shot from the Kunlun mirror, and it even split.

"This..." The devil ancestor was surprised, and his heart was shocked: "This old thing is hidden! This servant has lived for countless thousands of years since the beginning of the world, and he really has some ability. That Kunlun mirror is in his hands and in the unicorn. In the hands of the king, there are two heavens and earth."

　　 "First punish his wings, and then gnaw off these hard bones one by one!" The demon ancestor had a plan in his heart, and he killed him without saying anything.

　　 The gods have no lair, no base camp, these three thousand gods are their general trend, as long as these three thousand gods are killed, the general trend of the gods can be broken.