The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 922: The Great War 5

Above the void, Di Jun stared at Xue Sheng, as if he was a little puzzled. This sentence would come out of his mouth. He had countless guesses, but he never thought that Xue Sheng would have Such a murderous heart, unfortunately, Xue Sheng will not explain this to him.

Di Jun retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the twelve ancestor witches. To be precise, he looked at Zhu Jiuyin. Zhu Jiuyin nodded slightly. The preparation for the war still requires the accumulation of time, and these are just delaying time.

"Okay! Kill, kill all the powerful people in the prehistoric world, but if there are those who refuse to obey, immediately kill them, exterminate their races, destroy their sects, and overthrow their dynasties. These are also in line with the way of heaven, with immeasurable merit!" Di Junlang Sheng said, there is no longer any hesitation, only to kill all these, the strong people who sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, or surrender, the demon clan will not know, there is no worries, only in this way, the demon clan will dare to lean In the first battle of Li, he had a chance to become the real ruler of the prehistoric world.

Di Jun believes that as long as he can swept the Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies, even those Venerable Heavenly Sages who stand at the top of the world can only be on an equal footing with him.

With the luck of the entire prehistoric world, the achievement of the Supreme Heavenly Sage is just around the corner. These are all Di Jun's dreams. At this moment, Di Jun is moving towards this goal, step by step.

Above Dijun's head, purple air hovers, this is the air of the innate emperor, only the kind of supreme air that belongs to the emperor of the heavens. Heaven and earth, achieve a hegemony, prestige in the prehistoric world, and be loved by heaven and earth.

As a whole, Di Jun looks noble and unparalleled. He wears a corona on his head, with a golden crow flying on it, wearing a golden crow imperial robe, hunting and making noises. He is the Lord of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor of the Heavens, and the Emperor of the Demon Race.

Icy like an arctic glacier to the bone, fluttering above the void, these powerhouses will never tolerate it. Any powerhouse who sits on the mountain and watches tigers fight, they do not want the world they have worked so hard to build for others. make wedding dresses.

"Kill all the billionaires, Fang is the hero of the heroes!" On Zhu Aotian's body, the golden divine power circulated, like the king of the ancient gods, the father of the gods, majestic, and in the tiger's eyes, the suffocating force People, this is the anger of a generation of supreme emperors, and he will use endless blood to wash them away.

Just now, in that instant, their eyes penetrated the heavens, and they have already remembered the countless strong men who have taken action in their hearts, captured their breath, and descended on the wild land again. Belonging to their prestige, let their ethnic group become the supreme royal family.

"Anyone who dares to watch, die!" The mad lion king roared, and above his body, the phantom of a golden lion appeared, and the fighting spirit rose to the sky. Walking out of the middle, they are not afraid, any fight, life and death are not the most important things in their opinion.

"Wu are on the earth, on the earth, there will be no strong loose cultivators. Anyone who dares to provoke the majesty of the Wu clan will be killed by the Wu clan, their nine clans will be destroyed, and their ancestors will be punished!" Zhu Jiuyin With a slight gesture, the corpse stood up directly. In his strong voice, he was full of confidence. He had scars on his body, and his incomparably tall body gave people an endless sense of oppression. This is the weather. The Ancestral Witch, among the Ancestral Witch, is the strongest in the flesh, and the unparalleled Ancestral Witch battle body allows him to challenge and kill countless strong men in the prehistoric world.

Shebi corpse looks at the nine ancient powerhouses from afar. Above his eyes, there is still a strong will to fight. He is a madman who makes a living by fighting. Only endless battles can make him Excited, only the blood of the strong can soothe the impulse in his heart. The ancestor witch is bloodthirsty, and the extravagant corpse is the most important.

The figures of both sides gradually dissipated in the void, and they all knew in their hearts that when many of the cultivators in the Great Wilderness were dead and wounded, it was the time for the real confrontation between them. At this time, Not only the Wu clan is not ready, other strong clan, why not?

They all have concerns. At this time, no one can really kill the other party completely.

Before the other powerhouses who did not hide the prehistoric world, they were all before they were killed, and they did not dare to give it a shot. Otherwise, after the war, the victor who fell into weakness will also become the footsteps of others. stone.

A rain of blood fell from the void, as if witnessing the cruelty of this moment.

The last moment, they were fighting to the death between them. At this moment, they have joined forces to wipe out the other strong men, so that they have nowhere to escape.

The golden divine light fluttered, and on the entire golden holy mountain, the endless golden clan powerhouses were all kowtowing to the golden master Zhu Aotian, who was sitting on the emperor's seat. Zhu Aotian looked down at the many powerhouses who were kneeling on the ground, In a pair of eyes, a majestic color flashed, and above his head, the luck like a golden dragon was surging continuously. Zhu Aotian was like a king looking down at the heavens. As soon as he said it, it was the law of heaven and earth, which determines hundreds of millions of living beings. 's survival.

"I, the lord of gold, pass on my decree, and in the Southern Continent, any strong person who cultivates in the territory of the golden clan must obey the orders of our clan, but those who dare not obey will be executed immediately without reporting it!" Zhu Aotian His voice seemed to fall from the nine heavens, and the divine dragon of luck kept surging, as if responding to Zhu Aotian's orders.

"Follow my lord's order, and we will work hard to complete this order. As long as there will be no creatures that do not obey my clan's orders in the Golden Clan, please rest assured, my lord!" Below, many kings kowtowed and agreed. , with a solemn and solemn expression, as if taking an oath.

Above the snow-capped mountains, the snow is high in the Snow Holy Palace, looking at the several kings below, the snowman clan, the number of clansmen, the most rare, each one is extremely precious, just looking straight, just said:

"The war is coming, you can seize the opportunity and practice quickly. This time, it has little to do with my snowman family. I will take action myself. Wait, go to retreat, and strive to put your own health before the war. Cultivation, improve a little!"

After saying this, Xue Sheng seemed to be a little tired. He waved his hand and signaled to these people that they could leave, and then began to close his eyes and meditate. Yeti clan to stop the disaster.

In the War Demon Palace, the pillar of demonic energy rose into the sky, and a majestic voice came out:

"I, the demon **** Zhanhan, handed down a decree to fight the demon clan, and kill all the strong people in our clan, but there are those who do not obey, kill!"

This voice is extremely simple, but below, there are countless war demon clan people, screaming in the sky, since they have the title of demon, they are naturally bloodthirsty, this time, they can let go of killing, but it is worthy of their congratulations .

At the same time, among the various clans, they all issued lore orders, vowing to slaughter the strong loose cultivators.

Above the void, the two big suns gradually disappeared, returning to silence, and there was no longer the brilliance of that moment. The two big suns represented the luck of the two lich clans and the ancient clans. , if it declines, it will be annexed immediately, this is the cruel law of heaven and earth, the weak eat the strong.

Above the East China Sea, the rippling water, the blue waves, are running endlessly, scouring the golden sandy beach, bringing up a lot of waves, white and crystal clear, like the most perfect masterpiece between heaven and earth, the waves are endless, Above the four seas, here is the territory of the dragon clan. The dragon king of the four seas rules the four seas, and hundreds of millions of water clans are all surrendered.

In the Dragon Abyss, the Ancestral Dragon Emperor looked at the starry sky from a distance, as if he was thinking about something, but also seemed to be deducing something. The golden dragon's eyes looked through the past and present, and pierced through the sky. Golden divine light, sacred majesty, shattering space, insight into the long river of time, and prying into the true meaning of destiny.

The Ancestral Dragon Emperor sits high on the nine-day dragon chair, wearing a golden flat crown on his head, behind which all the gods and gods flashed together, the eastern blue dragon, the southern vermilion bird, the northern basalt, the western white tiger, and the four holy beasts guarding the Quartet, suppressing stars.

Numerous dragon sons and grandsons are singing and praying devoutly, and the huge twelve-clawed ancestor dragon phantom appears on it, and with a slight movement, it stirs the general situation of the world.

"It's time for the human race to be born, the descendant of the dragon!" The voice of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor was deep and majestic. He didn't need any action, any character to set off, every move, already fit the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, The method is earth-shattering. After the dragon chair, the golden ancestral dragon's sword is buzzing. This is a supreme sword that can slash many heroes in the world. Once in ancient times, it smashed the souls of countless powerhouses and drank them all. The blood of the strong; this is a sword of slaughter, born of boundless slaughter, born to kill life; this is a sword of authority, representing the glory and glory of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, the sword is not broken, The ancestral dragon will live forever, and the dragon family will last forever!

The powerhouses who can die under the sword of the ancestral dragon have the power to shake the prehistoric world. If they can survive to this day, there may be many more powerhouses in the realm of the powerhouse. In the wild world, dominate the world, and achieve the supreme.

Ancestral Dragon Sovereign sits there quietly, like an eternal avenue, the true self is the same, this is a strong man who truly stands at the peak of heaven and earth, looking down at all beings in heaven and earth, sitting on an equal footing with heaven, and integrating with earth for one.

The chaotic prehistoric world cannot have the slightest influence on him. The boundless killings are all blocked from the four seas. There is not a single strong person in the ancient tribes who dares to enter the four seas to chase and kill. All races are a taboo place. They came to the four seas with extreme caution. They have experienced the ancient battle. They all have the deepest understanding of the once glory and strength of the dragon race, even if the ancient dragon race has returned to seclusion. , If you don't see the prehistoric world, they still don't dare to provoke the majesty of the dragon clan.

From the distant ancient times to today, there has never been a race that provokes the dragon clan, but can still survive. Once, some strong clans that provoke the majesty of the dragon clan, although they are in all directions, even some strong clans, It is the pinnacle sub-sage who has half-step slash, and is only one step away from becoming the strongest. He is still ruthlessly obliterated by the dragon race. The tribes never come to invade the territory of the dragon tribe.

In the Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestral witches were seated at the same time, with different expressions, all of which were somewhat silent.

For a long time, Di Jiang coughed lightly, breaking the terrifying silence, and said slowly:

"This battle seems to be evenly matched, but in fact it is not. We have already fallen behind. If it weren't for the ancients, we would have misestimated our strength. In this battle, almost half of our people would have lost their lives! "

Di Jiang's voice was a little low, and the expressions of the other ancestors were also changing. This battle was really dangerous. At the last moment, the twelve ancestors almost sacrificed the heart of Pangu to resist the might of the ancients. , When it comes to real strength, compared to the ancients, they still have shortcomings. If they are not the ancients, they can't really work together, and they have their own concerns. They may have been wiped out long ago.

Seeing other ancestral witches with a depressed expression, Zhu Jiuyin shook her head gently and said slowly:

"Although the ancient clan is strong, it is not a matter of the Wu clan. There are still demon clans who advance and retreat together with us. As long as our ancestors and witches are cultivated further, let the ancient clan be extremely strong and there are many kings. After all, I can't stop our divine might!"

The voice of Zhu Jiuyin is full of infinite confidence. As long as he can step into the realm of the strongest and become the strongest in the world, he can take that step and let there be many strong ancients. Live, the power of the strongest, the strongest, condense their own avenues, the avenues are 10%, the world is invincible.

"What should we do about the matter of the Taoist Sanqing?" Hou Tu stroked his hair and asked. The goose-yellow clothes were fresh and elegant, and he looked like a girl next door. Qiong's nose was slightly raised, and at this moment, no one could see that the Ancestral Witch Houtu in front of him was the most powerful Ancestral Witch who killed the powerhouses in all directions.

"Sanqing, who has lost the Pangu brand, is no longer in the line of Father God, and has little to do with us." Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, pouted in disdain. In his opinion, the Taoist of Sanqing gave up The imprint of Pangu is the most shameful act. His ancestor Wu Zhurong would rather die in battle than give up. It belongs to the glory of Pangu and gives up the glory that belongs to the Wu clan.

Other ancestral witches have disdain on their faces. The ancestral witches are the most proud group between heaven and earth. They were born with the glory of Pangu and were born with great supernatural powers. To give up their feelings and to give up their glory is to let them give up their lives. The Wu clan would rather die standing than live on their knees.

"Okay, the Taoists of Sanqing, it is also their choice to give up the imprint of God's life. These, we don't need to say more, their choice, they will bear the consequences, before the war with the ancients, the problem of Sanqing , To solve it completely, it must be very clear in their hearts that our ancestors will not die, as long as there are still evil spirits in the heaven and earth, we will stand forever between heaven and earth, with the Father God Guardian of the heart, we, we will finally return to the earth, this choice should be left to the Taoist Sanqing, until the last step, we should not fight with it." Zhu Jiuyin frowned and said loudly. , Obviously, for the Taoist Sanqing, the so-called most wise Ancestral Witch, it is inevitable that he is a little uncomfortable.