Prehistoric: Start as a World Tree

Xuanchen looked at Qiankun Ancestor and raised his hand to slap it out.

Seeing Xuanchen's bland palm, Qiankun Ancestor's face turned red, and you inevitably looked down on me too much.

"Xuanchen, Ancestor wants you to know what happened if you looked down on me. "

The ancestor of Qiankun sacrificed to the Qiankun Ding, and fought towards Xuanchen with all his might, and the immortal light on the Qiankun Ding illuminated endless time and space, exuding brilliant heavenly might.

In the face of Qiankun Ancestor's blow, Xuanchen was not moved in the slightest, and the seemingly indifferent palm slapped Qiankun Ding out of the air.

"How is it possible, you are actually able to catch the attack of the Innate Treasure. "

Qiankun Ancestor was a little incredulous, if Xuanchen blocked his attack after using the Arcana, Qiankun Ancestor would definitely not be shocked.

But Xuanchen blocked his attack with his bare hands, this is empty-handed.

"If you can exert the full power of Qiankun Ding, the deity will naturally not be able to stop it, but can you do it?"

Xuan Chen said indifferently to the shocked Qiankun Ancestor.

If you want to exert the full power of the Innate Supreme Treasure, you must reach the realm of mixed elements, and you can only do it after it has been completely refined.

Xuanchen's spirit and spirit are fellow practitioners, and his physical body, primordial spirit, and mana have all reached the limit of the mixed element, and he is the first person under the real mixed element.

"Qiankun Ancestor, you are not the opponent of the deity, and even the deity can suppress you without the supremacy, so don't resist. "

Xuan Chen raised his hand and blasted out a punch, breaking through the world barrier and destroying the body of the Qiankun Ancestor.

After a while, Qiankun Ancestor's body reorganized, but he lost the courage to face Xuanchen.

At this time, the Qiankun Ancestor doubted whether Xuan Chen had already achieved Dao Mixed Yuan, and he felt that he and Xuan Chen were not in the same realm at all.

"Xuanchen, the old Taoist of Qiankun Ding can give it to you. "

Qiankun Ancestor succumbed, and Qiankun Ding could hand it over, as long as he could save his life.

"Fellow Daoist Qiankun, you really disappointed me. "

Xuanchen shook his head lightly, he had cultivated to this realm, and he was still afraid of death.

"The Qiankun Ding deity will take it himself, so I don't need you to give it to me. Xuan Chen said lightly.

"Are you insisting on letting me die?" Qiankun Ancestor's eyes were red, and he wanted to fight with Xuanchen.

Xuanchen is going to let him die, and Qiankun Ancestor naturally wants to fight hard with Xuanchen.

"Don't worry, the deity won't kill you for the time being, for the deity, you still have a lot of use, the deity is only suppressing you at most now. "

Xuanchen summoned the Chaos Bell with a wave of his hand, and the Chaos Bell was thrown by Xuanchen, carrying the power of suppressing the heavens and the universe, and suppressed the Qiankun Ancestor.

didn't even resist for a quarter of an hour, and the Qiankun Ancestor was suppressed into the Chaos Clock, and although he didn't die, he wouldn't have a good time.

And it's just that he won't die for the time being, but it doesn't mean that Qiankun Ancestor won't die in the future, and he won't kill him now just because it's too wasteful to kill him now.

Looking at the swaying Qiankun Ding, Xuanchen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the soul law turned into a sharp sword, cutting off the Yuanshen brand of the Qiankun Ancestor.

"Qiankun Ding is also in hand, everything is ready. "

With Xuanchen's state of mind fluctuating slightly, he has traveled through the flood for hundreds of millions of years, Xuanchen can't remember clearly, and now he is getting closer and closer to the Dao Mixed Yuan.

Leaving this already shattered space, Xuan Chen returned to the desolate land again, looking at the fierce battle between the three clans faintly.

In the blink of an eye, millions of years have passed, and in these millions of years, Xuanchen doesn't know how many corpses he has collected.

Jin Xian, Taiyi Jin Xian, Da Luo Jin Xian, there are countless strong people who have fallen in this tribulation.

At this time, the patriarch of the three clans ran out of oil and dried up, the ancestral dragon's body was broken and unable to repair, and cracks appeared on the primordial spirit.

The first qilin is even more miserable than the ancestral dragon, and the yuan feng is also as miserable as the first qilin, as for the foreign aid invited by the ancestor of the five elements, the ancestral dragon, he was pulled by the white tiger and blew himself up.

The White Tiger still has a trace of true spirit left, and the Five Elements Ancestor has really fallen.

The dragon clan Qinglong was also desperately killed by Yuan Feng, leaving a trace of true spirit, which was extremely miserable.

"The three clans have come to an end, and I believe that the patriarch of the three clans at this time should also be enlightened. Xuanchen looked at the miserable patriarch of the three clans.

Kill, kill, kill~!!

A shout of killing came, and countless monks with a strange aura suddenly came out, although the number was not large, but the strength was quite strong.

Countless people of the three clans were caught off guard, and they were all killed by these demon cultivators who suddenly came out, that's right, these are Luo Hu's subordinates.

"Ao Gan, you still know me, now I'm here for revenge, let's die. "

The demonic dragon stared at Ao Qian, the third elder of the dragon clan, with endless hatred in his eyes.

"Are you the patriarch of the Bareshou Jiao clan?

Ao Gan recognized it at once, this was the patriarch of the Red Shoujiao clan who had been destroyed by himself, and he failed to stop it at the beginning, allowing the true spirit of the Red Shoujiao patriarch to escape.

Now that the patriarch of the Red Shoujiao has transformed into a demon clan and has come to seek revenge on Ao Gan, his strength is no weaker than Ao Gan.

In fact, the demons created by Rahu were all transformed by the true spirits of the race that the three clans destroyed in the original battle.

Although the three clans have been enough to kill them all, there are many who have escaped a trace of true spirits, and they have endless resentment towards the three clans, so they were resurrected by Rahu and transformed into demons, joined the demon cult established by Rahu, and became the first batch of demons in the wilderness.

The demons are not afraid of death, and the three clans, which have already ended a tragic end, are now even more miserable.

"Damn Rahu is really calculating. Zu Long was extremely resentful.

Yuan Feng's eyes spewed out real anger, and he stabbed a knife in the back, which was more resentful than the dragon clan.

The demons set off boundless killing, and the slaughter of the three clans, which had little resistance at this time, was not merciless.

When Zu Long, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin wanted to stop it, they found that they were powerless to do so, and their injuries were too serious.

Especially when he killed the red eye in the end, he was completely desperate, the ancestral dragon's body was broken, and even the original god was almost broken.

Compared to the ancestral dragon, the first qilin and Yuan Feng were even more miserable, and Yuan Feng was left with only the immortal true spirit to maintain the broken body.

Shi Qilin's eyes were dim, as if he was about to turn away.

Such a horrific injury, if they were given time, it would not be a problem to recover, but no one gave them time.

The patriarchs of the three clans were powerless to make a move, and watched as their own people were slaughtered.

Those races that were ruled by the three races, after seeing the current trend, also left one after another, and the three races that originally dominated the desolate land were so desolate in a big war.

"Attracting the bloody air flow to the west, Rahu is refining the Immortal Sword Formation?"

Xuanchen stared at the rolling bloody aura, and did not make a move to stop it, even if Luo Hu used all his means, no matter how strong he was, it would be a failure in the end.

"The final end of this tribulation is coming, and it's time for the three clans to leave. "

Xuanchen looked at the three clans at this time, not to mention that there is not one out of ten, the current three clans have not survived even one in a billion.

And those who can survive are basically weak, and the powerful ones are hunted by the demons.

The demons are a group of crazy people, even if they can't beat them, they will take away the only remaining strong people of the three clans at the cost of self-explosion.

Who made the demon clan hate the three races so much, the three tribes destroyed their race at the beginning, and now the cycle of cause and effect ushers in their revenge.