The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 811: There are countless strong people

Originally, he was not going to tell the other ancestors all this, but the moment he opened his mouth, he still said it.

What's the difference between speaking and not speaking?

The future is already doomed, it is better to let them all know about this earlier, or to leave a way back for the Wu clan.

Every word of Zhu Jiuyin was like a hammer weighing hundreds of millions of catties, hitting the hearts of the eleven ancestors.

Let them feel a sense of suffocation.

Future, witch, is there a future?

They are all in their hearts, constantly asking themselves, what can they do?

In the future, can it be changed?

In the Pangu Hall, I fell into a depression, the atmosphere was extremely heavy, and some were just Zu Wu, breathing heavily.

"Maybe it can be changed in the future." Hou Tu, who always liked to be quiet and silent, suddenly opened his mouth to break this dead silence.

Eleven pairs of eyes, look at the back soil immediately, no, it should be said that it is ten pairs of eyes, looking at the back soil together.

Each pair of eyes is full of hope, like falling into the water and grabbing the last straw.

The back soil is still, with a calm expression, looked at the other eleven ancestral witches before opening the mouth and said:

"Actually, Hongjun is right sometimes, Tianyan 49, escape one of them, this is a ray of hope, as long as we Wu clan seize the vitality that belongs to us, the Wu clan will It can live on the earth and last forever!" Hou Tu's words were decisive, giving people a feeling of incomparable convincing.

"Tian Yan forty-nine, escape one of them, a chance of life?" The other eleven Ancestral Witch murmured.

"Yes, I remember that in the ancient times, Zulong once successfully reversed the secret, changed the three clans, and the future of decline!" Xuanming Zuwu's eyes gradually brightened, as if thinking of something, slowly opened his mouth.

Although her voice was cold, it was like the sound of nature, awakening the ancestors.

"It's because I'm too obsessed with the future that I see, the magical power of time, after all, it's just the same magical power, it's not something I comprehend by myself, how can the future be something I can easily see through? However, in the future, the Wu clan is in danger of annihilating the clan, which is indeed inevitable." Zhu Jiuyin said as if mocking himself, when he talked about the future of the Wu clan, he was still in shock.

"As long as I wait and work together, there will be no such thing as waiting for the Wu clan to overcome the difficulties, and the Wu clan will live forever!" Wu Shebi, the ancestor of the weather, said.

"Witches live forever!"

"My clan is forever prosperous!"

The voice of the Twelve Ancestral Witches even spread outside the Pangu Temple.

In an instant, the entire Wu clan resounded from the heavens and the earth, with a mad roar.

Heaven and earth shook.

Perhaps, it is because of the unity and domineering of the Wu clan that it is difficult for them to truly get the approval of the wild creatures.

After all, no one wants to see a united and powerful race.

When Lin Fan's voice was introduced into the Pangu Hall, the Twelve Ancestral Wizards had calmed down. Although there were still worries between their brows, they were not as dead as before.

"Holy seat? Should I wait, do I have to go on a journey? Or to take back a holy seat for my witch clan!" Di Jiang's silver hair fluttered, and he said excitedly.

"Okay, I'll go ahead and take back a holy position for the future of the Wu clan." The always belligerent Sapis corpse immediately responded to Di Jiang's words.

"It's good to go and see, maybe our witch clan can also get a holy position!" Hou Tu said with some uncertainty, you must know that the strength of the witch clan is because of the twelve ancestor witches, together Only by laying down the great formation of the gods and gods and condensing the real body of Pangu can they be able to run wild in the wild world. Although a single ancestral witch is also extremely powerful, it is impossible to drive the treasure, and it is difficult to compete with the divine might of the treasure.

At this time, countless powerful creatures began to fly towards the prehistoric starry sky, wanting to try their luck.

The Holy Throne affects the hearts of many strong people, and there are many. The strong left from the ancient times and the hermits living in seclusion in the four directions are all attracted by the Holy Rank to the vast starry sky.

In the prehistoric starry sky, Hongjun and Lin Fan stood side by side with Lin Fan in white, elegant and free and easy, and the Daozu of Hongjun in black robes also looked like a virtuous person.

"Lin Tianzun, I wonder if several of your disciples will participate in the competition for Hongmeng Purple Qi?" Daozu Hongjun asked as if in doubt.

At this time, Lin Fan said lightly:

"My apprentice, won't participate, what do you think?" Xuan Tian Dao Zun seemed not to be, and said in response to Hong Jun.

"It's so good!" Hong Jun's face glowed with radiance, as if he had let go of his heart, as if something was wrong.

The many powerhouses in the back were puzzled when they heard the question and answer between Hongjun and Lin Fan, but at the same time, they were also a little happy. At least, they knew that they had lost a few big enemies. .

In this way, the probability of them winning the Hongmeng Purple Qi is greatly increased.

At this time, stream after stream of light flashed from the starry sky. The horned man with the first born and double horns exuded powerful mana fluctuations, standing quietly in front of the gods.

There is a strong man with fish scales on his face, who looks at the crowd, a strong man who looks like a child, closes his eyes and meditates, and a beautiful woman who exudes a fragrance, smiling, causing the hearts of the gods to sway.

One after another, the rare powerhouses appeared in the starry sky, causing many overlords in the Zixiao Palace to be shocked. It turned out that there are so many powerhouses hidden in the world , If it weren't for the competition for Hongmeng Purple Qi, they might still continue to cultivate.

A mysterious smile appeared on Di Jun's face, he was thoughtful.

Sanqing Daoist also has a strange look on his face. In the prehistoric world, there are many strong people.

Fuxi Nuwa was horrified and participated in the demon race for hegemony. Is it right or wrong?

Above the face of the receptionist, the look on his face seemed to be more miserable, but Zhunti's eyes kept rolling, as if he was thinking something.

At this moment, an ancient chariot crossed the starry sky, and the coercion of the ancient times descended on the entire starry sky. The warriors, their faces were expressionless, and they kept scanning the powerhouses in the four directions.

"Wuji, I didn't expect you to come too!" Hong Jun said with a flat expression.

Above the ancient chariot, stood a middle-aged man wearing a flat crown and a black imperial robe. He was like a ruler of heaven and earth. He has a youth who is 90% similar, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, extremely handsome.

"Hongjun, long time no see!" Emperor Wuji said indifferently, then turned to look at Lin Fan in white.

The eyes are intertwined, and the golden rays of light shoot out from the eyes of the Emperor Wuji, and the cracks in the space are constantly shaking.

At this time, Lin Fan was still looking unmoved. The incomparably powerful golden light began to melt away in front of him, as if it had never existed.

Immediately, the same golden light shot out from Lin Fan's side. Lin Fan stretched out his fair left hand, and with a single finger, a nine-colored light sank into it.

The golden rays of light began to condense, turning into a golden giant sword in an instant, tearing apart the sky and slashing directly at the Emperor Wuji.

Emperor Wuji's complexion remains unchanged, and his hands are tied with thousands of Dharma seals!

"The Promise Seal, come out!" The Promise Emperor shouted softly.

A large golden seal exudes the coercion of the ancient times, with the words "No" and "Extreme" flashing across it.

The golden giant sword collided with the golden giant seal, tearing apart the surrounding space, forming a huge black giant hole, exuding a tyrannical attraction, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

Lin Fan smiled, waved his hand, and a nine-colored light flashed, as if there was no power at all, covering the black hole that shocked the gods.

The black hole that can devour the heavens, under the wrapping of the light nine-colored light, gradually melted, and finally disappeared.

The gods are all horrified, is this the strength of the ancient powerhouse? Just a random blow can tear the space apart and form an extremely powerful black hole.

"Wuji, you are not my opponent!" Lin Fan said calmly at this time.

At this time, after hearing this, the young man next to the Emperor Wuji had a dissatisfied look on his face. When he was about to speak, the Emperor Wuji stopped him directly, and the Emperor Wuji stared at Lin Fan. As if trying to see through him.

After a long time, the Emperor Wuji said:

"I have been taught! Maybe only the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, who lives in seclusion in Longyuan, can compete with you!"

"Wuji, do you want to participate in this event when you come here?" Lin Fan said indifferently.

"My son Wu Feng is also a good young talent and can participate in this competition!" Emperor Wuji glanced at the young man beside him and said.

"Yes, as long as you are below a saint, you can participate in the competition, no matter who he is!" Lin Fan said decisively at this time.

The Emperor Wuji nodded, did not continue to speak, and stood aside.

At this time, a gate of space appeared in the starry sky, giving the gods a sense of chaos and subversion.

A Taoist man in Yan clothes walked out with a man in blue clothes with a sword-like energy.

"Hongjun, Lin Tianzun, long time no see!" The Taoist waved his hand and closed the upside-down door behind him before looking at Hongjun and Lin Fan and said.

"Upside down, long time no see!" Hong Jun said indifferently.

The Daoist Upside Down nodded and stood aside.

At this time, the gods suddenly felt a kind of coercion of the soul, which is the natural oppression of the upper creatures on the lower creatures.

The gods are all overlords standing at the peak of the prehistoric world. In this matter, there is actually a feeling of facing the upper-level creatures. This makes them extremely uncomfortable. It has always been them who brought this kind of Natural oppression, how have they ever experienced such an experience?

At this time, a young man in black with an indifferent expression and closed eyes appeared in front of everyone. He was wearing a black eleven-clawed dragon robe and a flat crown on his head, like the emperor of heaven and earth. Behind him, There was a beautiful woman with a happy face, but at this moment, she followed behind the young man like a little girl.

"The dragon family will not participate in this matter. The deity is only here, bringing his niece to have a look." His magnetic voice was directly transmitted to the ears of the gods, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze. The natural sense of oppression has also dissipated a lot.

"Candle Dragon, I didn't expect you to break through to the realm of a saint!" At this moment, Hong Jun looked at the black-clothed youth with a complicated expression.

"It's just a fluke, it's still a lot worse than your Hongjun." Zhulonghuang said with an indifferent expression.

Ao Xin, the dragon girl beside him, was holding the left hand of the candle dragon emperor tightly, with a happy look on her face, turning a deaf ear to everything around her.

Hong Jun nodded, but did not continue to speak.

At this time, the gods below, watching one after another, the appearance of the Great God of Megatron, were all shocked.

I felt relieved when I heard the Emperor Zhulong say that the Dragon Clan was not involved in this matter. However, when I heard Hongjun say that the Dragon Dragon had achieved the Holy Throne, they all felt a heavy pressure.

Saints, but the rulers of heaven and earth, the dragon clan actually has two saints at this time, which is really a powerful dragon clan.

Dragon clan, as expected, is the most powerful clan in ancient times.

All gods are all, with a feeling of silence, no one dares to speak, even Sanqing and other powerhouses are shocked when they see the constant appearance of the ancient gods.

"Since everyone who should have come has come, now, let's open the Void Arena. Entering the arena, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, as long as you admit defeat, you can leave the arena directly. Otherwise, you will have to die on it." He glanced around, and then said plainly.

The gods felt a wave of endless slaughtering energy coming towards them, fighting for the Violet Qi.

What a domineering way to deal with it, many strong people sucked in a breath of cold air.

At this moment, Lin Fan didn't continue to say anything, his expression became positive, and he waved his hand to turn on the five beams of light, and the multicolored rays of light flickered between the sky and the earth.

"After entering, you will be randomly divided into different places, you may face an opponent, or you may face a group of opponents, everything is random, the last one left in the beam of light, will It will be the winner and get the Primordial Violet Qi!" Lin Fan looked at the entrance and said indifferently.

All the gods will, their divine senses penetrated into it, as if analyzing, whether there is any difference in the arena in several beams of light.

However, they found that the platforms in each multicolored beam of light turned out to be the same, just like a small world, but there were one after another, small bubble-shaped masks scattered among them, forming a Another small arena.

In the center is an incomparably gigantic arena with an incomparably gigantic arena on it, shrouded in a multi-colored light shroud, extremely mysterious.

"No one can attack through the mask. Only by entering one mask will you meet the opponent. In addition, the consciousness cannot be penetrated. If you enter another mask, everything will be affected. It's unknown." Lin Fan said at this time, as if seeing the doubts of the powerhouses.

Many overlords are people with exquisite minds. When they heard Lin Fan's explanation, they all suddenly realized that they would nod their heads from time to time, knowing that this was the most fair approach. This would not only test the luck of many overlords, but also test the Strength, only creatures with good luck and strength can get the chance to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Just as the gods were about to enter, Daozu Hongjun suddenly said:

"Nuwa, you don't have to participate. This piece of Hongmeng Purple Qi will be given to you!" In the hands of Daozu Hongjun, there was a Hongmeng Purple Qi that exuded a mysterious aura.