The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 923: The Great War 6

"The Northern Continent, above the Eastern Continent, all witches who are not our witches can be surrendered, but those who do not obey can be killed, and there is no need to keep them. In the past, they were allowed to grow, that is because, The timing is not right, even if we do it, we will only make a big revenge for nothing, and it will be difficult to kill them. They still have a place to escape. This time, all the strong scattered cultivators will be wiped out, and they will have nowhere to escape. , we, there is no need to worry." Shebi shook his head, the muscles on the strong body trembled from time to time, containing unparalleled power, he said fiercely, hundreds of millions of creatures, countless strong people, In his eyes, they are like ants, those who are obedient will prosper, those who are contrary will perish, domineering and arrogant.

"This is a great remark. These fleas should have been killed long ago. They live in our territory, but they don't obey. Our Wu clan ordered them to seek death." Wu Pei, the ancestor of gold, took his body, and said a golden color. The divine light shone, controlling all the soldiers in the world, and said in a cold voice.

The other ancestral witches looked up at Zhu Jiuyin at the same time, waiting for his judgment. Zhu Jiuyin, in the Wu clan, is the supreme being, the spiritual leader of the Wu clan.

"Let go and kill, the sons and daughters of the Wu clan, they should also drink blood and witness the merciless slaughter. The flowers in the greenhouse, although beautiful, will eventually wither and die. Talented people who have a chance will stand out and become the backbone of our Wu clan in the future. This time, let's do it. Hou Yi, Xing Tian, ​​Chi You, Kuafu, Zhou Ji, Jiufeng and other great witches do not need to Guarding the Ancestral Witch Hall, let’s take action at the same time!” Zhu Jiuyin’s voice seemed to cross the river of time, slowly flowing out, with boundless killing intent hidden in it.

Other ancestral witches frowned slightly when they heard the words. These congenital shamans are the foundation of the shaman clan. If they die, it is a great loss for the shaman clan. Incomparably, the few great witches Zhu Jiuyin mentioned just now are the best among them. Their strength is only below the twelve ancestor witches, and they looked at Zhu Jiuyin with some doubts at the same time.

"Only the slaughter of iron and blood can make them grow faster. After we return to the earth, they will have the ability to provoke the heavy responsibility of the Wu clan inheritance. If this kind of thing cannot be done well , in the future, how will the Wuwu clan be passed on for eternity?" Zhu Jiuyin's voice was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, piercing into the hearts of other ancestors.

"Follow Big Brother's orders!" The other Ancestral Witches cupped their hands and said at the same time. Although there was a look of unbearable expression on their faces, they still promised to give up everything for the inheritance of the Witch Race.

"Don't worry, although they will have some catastrophe, they are not in danger of falling. There is no need to worry about it. After we return to the earth, the test will really come. At that time, will the Wu clan grow? It depends on their efforts to save the earth." Zhu Jiuyin slowed down his voice and gently comforted, the voice was mixed with sadness, you know, if you can live in the world for a long time, who will give up , chance of survival?

"Big brother, Zhou Ji, do you want to take action too?" Xuan Ming's voice was extremely cold, like a glacier that could not melt for hundreds of millions of years. When it came to Zhou Ji, she still couldn't help showing a hint of concern.

"My inheritance is not so easy to obtain, he still needs to hone it."

In the Palace of the Sun, the sun's true fire is scorching the surroundings. This is a world of flames. The sun's true fire is tyrannical and boundless. It burns all things. Nothing does not burn. But, this is the root of the Jinwu clan.

Two golden suns and a black sun float in the Sun Palace, reflecting each other, evolving into the avenue of fire. Above the golden sun, the purple air circles, like a real dragon, solemn and noble , Another round of golden sun, holding a bronze bell, melodious bell, between heaven and earth, gently ringing, calm and calm, above the black sun, the black dark sun is floating, a dark The dagger, disappearing and appearing from time to time.

"Biography, my decree, exterminate all the creatures that are not my demon clan among the stars!"

"Let's say, my decree, the top ten demon commanders, came to the Great Desolate Continent to conquer the strong scattered cultivators, but there are those who do not follow, and they will be killed!"

"Let's say, my decree, the rest of the demon clan soldiers, carefully training their troops, the battle is coming, the time to decide the fate of the demon clan is coming soon, our monarchs and ministers work together to create the glorious cause of the demon clan, the demons come to the world, Rule the sky!"

The voice of Emperor Jun reverberated in the entire heaven. In an instant, it entered the ears of hundreds of millions of demon warriors. The domineering and tyrannical voice was full of infinite confidence. Rong.

"We, please follow the orders of the demon emperor, the demon clan will prosper forever, and the emperor of heaven will last forever." The voices of hundreds of millions of demon clans gathered in the Changjiang River, shaking the entire prehistoric world, and countless strong people were trembling with fear.

Is this the demon clan?

It seems that until this moment, in the chorus of hundreds of millions of demon clans, they just felt the power of the demon clan.

"Demon, demon clan, domineering demon clan!" A Taoist priest who looked like an old man gently waved the whisk in his hand, looked at the heaven, and said with a slightly startled expression.

"Yo, yes, this is the demon clan, free and easy, never giving in, fighting the sky and the battlefield. At this moment, does the demon clan finally have their own hope?" The old demon, with tears in his eyes, knelt on the ground and muttered to himself, behind him, a group of little demons followed. Still has a tender look, these are all the hope for the future of the demon clan.

A big man with a qiu-headed head, walking slowly on the Great Desolate Continent, with brilliance flowing around him, between the curtains, he looked up at the sky, his expression a bit complicated, and on his rough face, a pair of His eyes kept turning, and after a long time, he said:

"Demon, isn't it? I should be a bull demon, right? Then, join the demon clan!"

The era of darkness is about to come, all the signs have already manifested, and a long sigh came from the top of Zhoushan, as if in emotion, but also in remembrance.

Above the Qilian Mountains, there is a powerful creature, the ancestor of Qilian, he is powerful in all directions, in the entire Southern Continent, is a powerful person who is famous for one side, with a splendid name, shocking the ten directions, under his hands, Even more, there are countless creatures to take refuge in, dominate one side, enjoy the bliss, and in between, are independent of the yeti, golden, wild lion, and Sirius, and any strong clan wants to win over. of the strong.

Ancestor Qilian is also complacent about this. He is very happy with his own situation. He often preaches that only those who know how to meet each other can truly be at ease, and he himself seems to be the best. Proof, independent and free South Continent.

Even though the outside world has begun to kill the sky, the ancestors of Qilian still live in the Qilian Mountains, in a luxurious hall, enjoying a blissful life, embracing beautiful women, and watching the dance. Boundless, Qilian Patriarch, although he is respected as Patriarch, his face is like a young prodigal son, embracing a beautiful woman, he sits on the dragon chair and gently taps the edge of the chair.

"Saint Ancestor, now, the people outside are crazy. There are wars everywhere. It is still the ancestor's territory. It is very stable and makes the slave family like it!" Between the opening and closing, there is infinite charm, long hair shawl, shawl hair, long skirt and tulle, outline the exquisite curve, the chest is half exposed, making people daydream boundless, the voice is soft, like a ying, in Qilian. The old ancestor echoed in his ears.

Ancestor Qilian put his arms around the beautiful woman in his arms and laughed loudly. The words of flattery towards the beautiful woman in his heart were extremely refreshing. His big hands circulated on the beautiful woman, causing the beautiful woman to chuckle from time to time. He said with infinite confidence. :

"What I said about the ancestor, he is also a hegemon. Even if the ancient strong clan dominates the world, he must give the ancestor a little bit of thinness."

At this moment, if it weren't for Patriarch Qilian, who stared at him, the beautiful woman in his arms might still have a heroic spirit, but unfortunately, those mosaic eyes pierced Patriarch Qilian's body. The arrogance was completely destroyed.

In front of them, there is also a group of girls dancing gracefully, with green skirts and red clothes fluttering, infinite temptation, as if they are in a daughter country, which makes people imagine.

Just as the old ancestor of Qilian put his hand into the arms of the beautiful woman, wanting to see the whole picture, when the beautiful woman in his arms sneered, a roar resounded throughout the Qilian Mountains, causing the earth to tremble. Not the Qilian Mountains, but the great formation guarded by the ancestors of Qilian. This kind of vibration can cause most of the lives in the Qilian Mountains to die.

Ancestor Qilian couldn't help but change his face, it was extremely dark. Just now, he was boasting about Haikou. This roar seemed to hit him directly in the face, making him feel a burning sensation. At this time, he was pregnant with The charming woman in the middle, her almond eyes rolled, and her white fingers gently stroked the chest of Qilian Patriarch, and said softly:

"Why do you need to care about the Holy Ancestor, this kind of ignorant junior dares to offend the Holy Ancestor's divine might. After beheading him, his head hangs in front of the mountain. Isn't it more majestic for the Holy Ancestor?"

This charming woman is unusually intelligent. She understands that with her strength, it is impossible for her to truly survive in the prehistoric world. She lives a carefree life, so she will seize every opportunity to please Qilian Patriarch and let him be happy, so that she will not fall out of favor.

"Good! Good! Good! The beauty said it well, I will come when I go. The beauty will sit quietly for a while!" The old ancestor Qilian was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, patted the beautiful woman in his arms, and said aloud. , let go of the beauty in his arms and walked outside.

When the figure of the ancestor Qilian disappeared, she was still snuggling in the arms of the ancestor Qilian, a well-behaved and charming woman, her temperament changed greatly in an instant, her eyes kept blinking, but she would not believe it , the nonsense he just said.

Since there are strong people who dare to come to the Qilian Mountains to make trouble, they must have their own grasp. No strong person will go to death. On the division of fields, they never provoke those powerful clans with illustrious reputation.

In her beautiful eyes, the light of wisdom flashed, and her face was extremely pale, as if she had thought of some terrible possibility. Once this kind of thought appeared, it could not be driven out of her mind.

The non-servant, die!

Like a spell, lingering in her mind, she, she knows, if that is the case, she also has no vitality.

"Could it be that everything is finally coming? I knew for a long time that it would be like this, but, but, how could it be so fast?" She murmured to herself with a pale face.

Neither did she, she never thought that the strong men of the ancient clan would eventually descend on the Qilian Mountains and destroy the Qilian ancestors.

However, in her expectation, this matter should not be so fast, she is ready, and after a while, she can leave this place safely.

As soon as she thought of this, she felt an incomparably powerful murderous intent, as if shrouded in her heart, she could not help biting her teeth, thinking to herself:

"The ancient strong clan, so what? If you want my life, you must have the consciousness of death."

Her figure flickered and disappeared into the hall. Obviously, she had already grasped all the formations clearly, and her movements were extremely coherent without the slightest pause.

Above the Qilian Mountains, the Qilian ancestor looked at the four strong men in front of him, his face was extremely gloomy, extremely unnatural, his eyes kept flashing, and he said in a low voice:

"Everyone, come to my Qilian Mountains, what's the matter?"

Although, the strong man in front of him dares to attack the Qilian Mountains and protect the mountains, at this moment, the Qilian ancestor has no arrogance. After provocation, it is natural to be unrestrained, but this time, the four clan powerhouses came together, which shocked his heart. There was a sense of crisis in the vagueness, and the tone of speech was not like before. So high up.

Four strong men, with different expressions, white clothes fluttering, the ice-cold king, the godly king who is not angry and majestic, the king of divine power with a pair of green eyes, the king of Tianluo who flashes fiercely from time to time, and a blue-clothed king , the unrestrained King of the Wind, the four kings of the ancient strong clan who belonged to the Southern Continent, came here together.

Glancing at Patriarch Qilian with disdain, King Frost couldn't help snorting coldly. Before, he came to recruit Patriarch Qilian, Patriarch Qilian, but with a high-spirited demeanor. At that time, he was doing great things for the Snowman Clan. , I can only endure, but now, it is the Qilian ancestor, the moment of doomsday, the four clan powerhouses come at the same time, Qilian ancestors, there is no chance to escape.

King Tianluo looked gloomy, as if everyone owed him a magic weapon. He looked at the ancestor Qilian and licked his tongue slightly.

The King of the Wind is powerful and burly. He is dressed in Tsing Yi, and has a dashing temperament. He blends together and is extremely strange. He looked around, but did not speak.

King Shenwei frowned, shook his head gently, and said:

"Qilian, you have sinned against the Great Desolate Continent for many years, and your sins are monstrous. We have come here with the will of the ancients. At this time, are you ready to capture, or are you struggling to the death?"