The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 946: The world is in chaos 20

"Where's Zhou Ji? I just felt his breath, why is it gone now?" Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire, danced two fire snakes and said loudly, not caring at all, trapped in the big formation The revolving emperor, as if he had already become a dead person, but looked around, Zhou Ji's figure, you must know that the status of Zhou Ji was also decided by their twelve ancestors, the future master of the Wu clan, Represents the witch clan, the hope for the future.

The status of the great witch Zhou Ji is extremely special. It was decided by them together. The guardian of the witch clan. In the long time in the future, the entire witch clan will need it, and Zhou Ji will protect it. To a certain extent, the great witch Zhou Ji is them. After returning to the earth, they are the guardians of their return.

Without finding Zhou Ji's figure, Zhu Rong's long hair fluttered, his brows could not help wrinkling, he looked in the direction of Zhu Jiuyin, there was a look of doubt in his eyes, in his opinion, there was Zhu Jiuyin A ray of distraction descended here, enough to protect Zhou Ji and Chi You without hindrance.

"Let's go back and talk about this matter, let's capture the revolving emperor first." Zhu Jiuyin said with a gloomy expression.

Although Zhu Rong wanted to continue to ask questions, he also knew that the timing was wrong. He turned his head and looked at the revolving emperor who was trapped in the great formation. His eyes were full of fierce light, and the flames flew into the air, turning into dancing snakes. .

"Rotation, you dare to take action against the Wu clan, this crime should be punished!" Zhu Rong's huge divine body is shrouded in a divine ring, he is an invincible flame king in the sky and the earth, born from the flames, inheriting the blood of Pangu And Sheng, the natural flame controller, the flame in his hand, burning the mountains and destroying the sea, almost nothing does not burn, and it is not weaker than the real fire of the sun.

"To win the king or lose the bandit, it's useless to talk too much." The Rotary Emperor took back the long sword in his hand, his eyes swept over several ancestors, and a long sigh came from his mouth, which seemed to be regretful , seems confused, but more of a feeling.

"No, he's going to explode his soul, quickly take action, and seal it." Behind Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood, a sacred tree swayed, immeasurable divine light swayed, luxuriant branches, and high spring. An immortal sacred tree that lives forever in the world, and is also a weapon in the hands of Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood.

"Let's do it together!" After the turquoise yellow dress fluttered, above her head, a quaint and atmospheric holy palace emerged, and the moment it appeared, the time and space were directly frozen, and her hands quickly formed various seals. , mysterious and unpredictable, turned into one after another seal, seal the sky and seal the earth.

"Mark of the Five Elements!" Wu Pei, the ancestor of gold, gave a loud shout. A sharp gold force was upright and brave, and nothing could be broken. Looking at the body gradually drifting away, only the soul still turned into flames, burning violently. The revolving emperor, he decisively resorted to the method of the supreme seal of the Five Elements Ancestral Witch.

Even so, a peak semi-sage directly burns his own soul. This kind of power is so tyrannical. Although the five ancestral witches made quick shots, they were a bit slower in the end. They only caught some remnant souls and fell into their hands.

“Those who practice the Way of the Emperor are all lunatics, a group of utter lunatics.” Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood, looked at the weak remnant of the soul he caught, and said with some anger.

"Any emperor is proud and extremely conceited. Even if they die, they will never tolerate their souls being refined after they die, and they will stubbornly maintain their last pride. ." In Hou Tu's pair of beautiful eyes, an inexplicable look flashed, and with a slight squeeze, the little bit of remnant soul in her hand turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

"Hmph, it's not his fault that he exploded his soul early. He must be extracted and refined to suppress His Highness Ancestor Wu. He will never be reborn, and his soul will be refined." His expression flashed away, and he said viciously, the Ancestral Witch who was born with evil spirits has the most tyrannical temper. Even the Ancestral Witch Gonggong, the most calm character of water, is unavoidable.

"Big Brother, let's hurry back to the Northern Continent. After all, there must be a conclusion to this matter." Hou Tu Hui blinked and said in a seemingly plain voice.

In her heart, she has realized something faintly. Beneath the calm surface, there is endless anger, and the powerhouses of the entire Eastern Continent must bear the wrath of the Ancestral Witch.

"Let's go." Zhu Jiuyin waved his big hand, without saying much, the figure quickly dissipated in the air, and the other four ancestor witches seemed to realize something, their eyes swept away from Hou Tu and Zhu Jiuyin. After that, he hurried in the direction where Zhu Jiuyin disappeared without saying a word.

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In a territory of the Eastern Continent near the East China Sea, there is an immortal dynasty with a vast territory, beautiful and rich, and this dynasty is the revolving dynasty.

The power of the revolving emperor is earth-shattering, and he created a fortune that belongs to him here, coercing the Eight Wastes and Six Harmonies, and dominates one side.

All the creatures here respect the revolving dynasty and submit to the subordinates of the dynasty. They are all proud to join the revolving dynasty. They live as officials of the revolving dynasty, and die as the eternal heroes of the revolving dynasty.

On this day, the golden dragon of luck that was entrenched in the revolving dynasty, above the imperial capital, suddenly exploded, and it was immediately alarmed. The entire revolving dynasty and every creature in the fortune dynasty seemed to have a feeling in their hearts. , a sadness flooded their hearts, as if they had lost something, the most important thing.

"The emperor is dead!" A tragic cry came from the air, and the news quickly spread to all directions, and the subjects of the entire revolving dynasty knew the news.

"The sky is about to change, the old emperor dies, the crown prince ascends the throne, and he will definitely not be able to suppress it. The princes and generals of all walks of life, where will Luntian City go?" In Luntian City, the old city owner who has always been full of majesty, this For a moment, he seemed to have lost all his vitality. His hands were trembling a little. He could not imagine what kind of existence he could have shot to kill the eternal and invincible emperor in his heart. On, he would never believe this kind of news.

The same scene happened in the major cities of the rotating dynasty, and there were even princes from all directions. They sat and watched the final trend of the matter. The surrounding dynasties that were suppressed by the rotating dynasty also got this amazing news. There are some signs of fierceness and eagerness to move.

In this kind of wind and rain, the dynasty is like a small boat in the waves of the angry sea, and it may capsize at any time. In the former sacred and solemn rotating palace, a phantom still sits high on the nine-day dragon chair. , coercion nine days and ten places.

He looked up at the sky, and the golden dragon of luck exploded, without any intention of stopping him. Below him, stood several ministers, who started out following the revolving emperor, a few confidant ministers.

"Report to my emperor, why let the luck dissipate and the dynasty collapse?" A minister wearing a red robe and feathers on his head said aloud, and there was a look of doubt on his face. .

Beside him, the faces of the other courtiers of the revolving dynasty also showed doubts, staring at the revolving emperor who was sitting on the Dragon Chair of the Nine Heavens.

"I wanted to go all out to get my own way, but I didn't want it to end like this. From now on, I will devote myself to seclusion and wait for my return." The voice of the virtual shadow on the Jiutian Dragon Chair just fell, It dissipated on the dragon chair without a trace, as if all this was still under his control.

When the figure of the revolving emperor dissipated, a man with a whisk in his hand and a Taoist-like man moved the whisk lightly in his hand, cupped his hands towards several colleagues around him, smiled slightly, and said:

"The old man will leave first and wait for the return of the emperor."

The other ministers glanced at each other at the same time, and no one could see what they were thinking at the moment, the emperor died, although they can return in the future, but who can really see the future?

Afterwards, their figures dissipated from the hall.

At this moment, the phantom that had just disappeared reappeared on the Nine Heavens Dragon Chair. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and a long sigh came out of his mouth.

"The secret guard accepts the decree. Anyone who does not respect the emperor's will will be killed immediately. There is no need to show mercy." To leave behind for your own return.

"Follow my emperor's orders!" Several voices came from outside the hall, kowtowed to the ground, and then dissipated in the moon shadow, leaving no traces.

Above the Western Continent, the Temple of War Demons is like the only temple between heaven and earth, standing across the entire Western Continent, trapping all the creatures of the Western Continent. The power is intertwined, evolving various rules of heaven and earth, distorting the laws of heaven and earth.

The tragic battle has long since come to an end. The strength of the ancients has been vividly displayed. Since then, the Western Continent will be completely their territory, and there will be no suspense.

The Lord of the Scorpion holds the thorns of the scorpion in his hand. The nine thorns of the scorpion seem to be transformed into nine pillars. Breaking away, a generation of heroic masters, the King of Tianhe, both in form and spirit, dissipated between the heavens and the earth, leaving only the sound of endless sighs.

The golden bell shattered, the celestial drum wailed, the ancient Taoist king left the sky, the poisonous insect king was on the spot, the Shenwu emperor's painstaking and solitary plan ended in vain, defying the sky and becoming a sanctification, and finally vain. Unable to end in death.

The kings who were supposed to be high above and looking down on all living beings fell one after another, the blood of the kings swept across the sky, and countless weapons and weapons were destroyed. Cry for it, and the sky weeps for it.

Hundreds of kings, but only a few, escaped a ray of soul, and their real bodies were smashed. Even so, they still have to face the encirclement and suppression of the ancient clan, the powerful ancient clan will never Allow them to hide in the dark.

Someone has seen the figure of the lord of the scorpion, appearing in a barren mountain, standing for a long time, and finally left with nothing, and a strong person penetrated into it, only to find out that there used to be a powerful holy place here It lives in it for a long time, isolated from the world, not known by the powerhouses in the world, leaving all kinds of rumors.

Some people say that this is the place where the son of the hidden sword once inhabited, and the lord of the scorpion went there to completely solve the hidden dangers, to obliterate the holy land of the hidden sword, and not to leave serious trouble for future generations; some people say that there is an ancient road The king's former holy place, and now the ancient king has left, the lord of the scorpion, as the monarch of the ancient clan, naturally wants to destroy the ancient king and the past one by one, cut off its foundation, and destroy its sect

The ancients unscrupulously dispatched various armies to encircle and suppress the remaining resistance forces on the Western Continent.

Purple Heavenly King and Gujing King joined forces, and after all, they did not resist the power of Thunder Ancestor Nine Heavens Thunder, the power of thunder, and took charge of rewards and punishments. Although the purple light illuminated nine heavens and ten places, Zitian King still did not escape a single life, and was killed by Thunder Ancestor The force cut on the spot, the ancient mirror shattered, and the spirit of the ancient mirror king was destroyed.

Even so, the strength of King Zitian and King Gujing is still the best of all kings. Although they are not in line with heaven, they have reached the peak of kings. To a certain extent, they have walked their own way and competed The strong in the way, even if defeated, is still glorious.

The road of cultivation is difficult every step of the way. The gap between each realm is like the difference between heaven and earth.

Semi-sacred powerhouses, in every move, are all in line with the way of heaven and mobilize the power of the way of heaven. Only the powerhouses of the same rank are able to compete with each other.

In the War Demon Palace, the five ancient monarchs sat opposite each other. Although they achieved the victory they wanted, there was no joy at all on their faces, only solemn expressions. Sweeping the entire Western Continent was what they had expected. They didn't need to mobilize their families. Together, they could turn all resistance into ashes.

Nine dark scorpion thorns hovering above his head, the lord of the scorpion, this low-key and forbearing scorpion lord, no strong man dares to despise, smashing the Tianhe, stepping on the sky, Fist out, the stars are disillusioned.

The Lord of the Scorpion looked indifferent, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes, breaking the shackles and taking a step closer to his cultivation. At this moment, he can easily feel some, other strong realm.

Among the ancient clans, the nine clans stand side by side, and the other major clans are just their wings, bowing their heads and serving as ministers. Any force, any place, will have a distinction of status and honor, and there will be a distinction between high and low. In the world, it is even more prominent.

When the weak face the strong, the only way is to surrender or die. These two paths can be chosen. The strong race can oppress and plunder as much as possible. The weak race, and the nine powerful races among the ancient races are undoubtedly the Standing at the peak of the ancient family, it is like a royal family, enjoying all the glory and glory.

Nine powerful clans stand side by side. Each of the powerful clans has its own background and methods. Between them, they are divided into two directions. The Dark Scorpion Clan, the Shadow Clan, the Silkworm Clan, the Thunder Clan, the Yeti Clan in the Southern Continent, the Heavenly Wolf Clan, the Wild Lion Clan, and the Golden Clan.

The relationship between the ancient tribes is extremely complicated. Behind the seemingly solidarity, there are also various conflicts and disputes between them. At this time, there has not been a fierce conflict eruption, and it is just walking on the crater.

Vaguely, whether it is Zhan Han, the Demon God of the Zhan Demon Clan, or Zhu Aotian, the Golden Emperor of the Golden Clan, they all have the idea of ​​unifying the ancient clan, annexing other races, and strengthening their own power. All kinds of ambitions are floating, so that the ancient clan cannot trust each other. It is not true. Under the cooperation of the ancient clan, although the lich is strong, there is still a big gap in strength with the ancient clan. This gap is slowly accumulated by countless years. , by no means can be achieved in a short period of time.

In every powerful ancient clan, especially the nine great ancient clans, no one can predict how many powerful beings have been born in their clan over the years.

The replacement of each generation has made each ancient clan stronger and stronger. Perhaps, this is also the biggest reason why they were forced to be born, and were not tolerated by the heavens and the earth, and were not tolerated by the Venerable Heavenly Dao who controlled the Dao of Heaven.