The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 785 Opportunity
The ancestors of the Dragon Clan, Zhulong and Qilin, learned that Di Jun had led his troops to kill them, so they also went out to fight.

"Where's the ancestor Feng Qianli?" Zhulong looked around, but didn't see where Feng Qianli was, and asked the Phoenix Clan's quasi-holy way.

"The ancestor is still retreating. I'm going to ask the ancestor to come out." The quasi-sage of the Phoenix clan hurriedly said.

"No need to invite, Feng Qianli Patriarch is here." Di Jun's voice came.

Feng Qianli's body appeared before the ancestors of the two clans.

When Zhulong and Qilin Patriarch saw Feng Qianli's body, their expressions changed drastically.

The masters of the Phoenix Clan fell into fear even more.

The supreme leader of the Phoenix Clan, ancestor Feng Qianli died unexpectedly.

The army of the Phoenix Clan was broken.

"Opportunity!" Seeing this, Di Jun waved his command flag.

"kill!"

The coalition forces attacked the armies of the three tribes with unstoppable power.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Taoist Hongjun held back Zhulong and Patriarch Qilin, and the allied quasi-sages held back the quasi-sages of the three clans with their numbers. The rest was just a one-sided killing.

Even if the strong ones of the three races were demonized, they would be submerged in the crowd tactics of the coalition forces.

The three clans are no longer the original three clans, but the coalition forces are still the original coalition forces, even stronger.

How can the army of the three tribes be the opponent of the coalition forces when they are exhausted and we are full.

The members of the three clans were beheaded one by one, and the quasi-sages of the three clans roared repeatedly, and they were powerless to save their lives.

Besieged and killed by the quasi-sages of the coalition forces, many quasi-sages of the three races chose to explode at the last moment and took away a wave of quasi-sages of the coalition forces.

In this regard, Di Jun is not worried, but secretly happy.

The quasi-Shengdo who was taken away was the strong man who attended the wedding banquet of the elder Phoenix Patriarch that night.

Now that he was known to be wearing an environmental protection hat, it would be no pity to be taken away.

Di Jun wished that the three clans would take them all away.

"Di Jun, you really want to kill us all! If you kill us, you will have a hard time."

The quasi-sage of the Dragon Clan roared again and again, spilling dragon blood on his body.

"Yes. If you want to kill us, you have to pay the corresponding price. A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and many of you will die."

The rest of the powerhouses of the three clans hurriedly followed suit.

The ancestor Feng Qianli fell, and the army of the three clans has long been a remnant army. If they continue to fight, what awaits them will only be death and the annihilation of their clan.

The three clans longed for respite.

Just give them a chance and they can make a comeback.

"Sophistry, letting you go would be a disaster." Di Jun said seriously.

But I thought in my heart, what does it have to do with me if they die.

At worst, wait for them to die before retraining a batch of masters.

Defeating the three clans, with the resources of the three clans, are you afraid that you won't be able to cultivate masters?
"Get rid of the evil! If you don't kill you now, when they recover, you will be the ones who will die." Di Jun encouraged the coalition army.

Immediately, the coalition forces who had planned to slow down immediately became murderous and attacked the three clans with more dangerous moves.

Seeing that there was no turning point with the coalition forces, the people of the three tribes could only fight to the death with them.

Zhulong, Qilin Patriarch and Di Jun are fighting on the sky and in the dimension space.

Compared with their battles, the battles of immortal-level powerhouses are more violent and bloody.

Swords come and go, and people's heads can be seen falling to the ground from time to time.

The armies of the three tribes retreated steadily in the face of continuous coalition attacks.

Cut down one coalition, two will come up, cut down two, and more will come up until they are killed.

The continuous killing of the coalition forces consumed the vitality of the three clans.

Caught off guard by the offensive, the armies of the three tribes had no choice but to retreat.

A retreat is a retreat of thousands of miles, and people from three tribes have been killed on the road.

There were even injured quasi-sages of the three clans who were killed like fish by the coalition army Da Luo Jinxian.

The three clans were defeated, and the defeat was complete.

Candle Dragon and Qilin Patriarch were defeated, and also completely defeated.

With Feng Qianli, the ancestor of Fenghuang, the three ancestors joined forces to block the strong attack of Di Jun and others. Now, the three ancestors went to one of them, so how could they wait.

As time passed, the armies of the three tribes retreated.

The battle between Zhulong, Patriarch Qilin and Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Taoist Hongjun is still going on.

The battle circle passed, and they retreated continuously.

The battle circles of the quasi-sages of the three clans also retreated, and those who did not have time to retreat were beaten to death.

"Zhulong closes his eyes!" Candlelong used his supernatural power again.

The world fell into darkness, and the world lost its light.

The light did not exist, the retreating coalition forces of the three clans took the opportunity to escape, and the ancestors of Zhulong and Qilin also took the opportunity to escape.

Retreating to a safe area, Zhulong and Qilin Patriarch counted the number of people.

It was discovered that the total number of quasi-sages of the three clans was no more than a hundred, and the Phoenix clan, which was once famous, suffered heavy losses in this battle, almost surviving in name only.

The two ancestors sent people to investigate several times, and finally found out why Feng Qianli fell.

Even, when Feng Qianli said at the end, "You said you wouldn't kill me", they all leaned out.

Only then did I understand why they lost.

Everything originated from only one person.

"Lin Fan!" Zhulong gritted his teeth.

"If you hadn't obstructed it, how could we have lost with the combined forces of gods and demons?"

"The hateful thing is that at that time, Patriarch Feng Qianli was about to kill Donghuang Taiyi, and Lin Fan transmitted power through the air, urging Donghuang Zhong Weineng to kill Feng Qianli Patriarch. Feng Qianli Patriarch, you died unjustly. " Qilin Patriarch sighed.

Don't know where the bell came from. They had fought against Lin Fan, so they naturally knew that the bell came from Lin Fan.

When they fought Lin Fan, the Chaos Clock recovered briefly.

"What should we do next?" Qilin Patriarch asked.

Before the words fell, the shouting and killing sounded outside again.

The coalition forces came after them.

"Old Zhulong, Patriarch Qilin, quickly get out and die."

Dijun's voice echoed, and the Emperor's sword flew across the sky.

"The Emperor of Heaven Burys Longevity!"

One sword ruined not only longevity, but also the vitality of the three races.

"Wrath of the Candle Dragon!" Candle Dragon appeared as a real dragon with many scars to kill.

"Kirin seal!" The ancestor of the kylin urged the kylin seal.

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing shakes the sky.

Higher up in the sky, Lin Fan and Nu Wa were watching the battle.

For them, the battle below is like a live-action movie, no matter how fierce the fight is, it will not affect them.

Only Lin Fan noticed that with the battle, as more living people died, the fate of the world became more and more uncertain, and the aura of death became more and more heavy.

The dead creatures become ghosts, unable to be reincarnated, and their resentment and hatred continue to increase, becoming a burden and cancer on the heaven and earth.

If it is not guided as soon as possible, there will be big problems.

Lin Fan's hand pointed towards the Nether Blood Sea from the air.

In the sea of ​​blood, the seal that sealed Patriarch Styx loosened.

Seeing the weakening of the seal, the Ancestor Styx hit the seal again and again.

The evil power from the front hit the seal and was transmitted to the blood sea space.

boom.
After hitting for an unknown amount of time, the seal finally loosened a hole.

Ancestor Styx can continuously absorb the blood energy and resentment flowing into the sea of ​​blood through the hole he knocked out, and relieve the burden of the increasing death energy in the world.

However, the absorption of ancestor Minghe is a drop in the bucket compared to the increased death energy.

The growth rate of dead energy is too fast, and it is useless to rely on absorption and purification alone.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see." Lin Fan said to Nuwa.

"They haven't decided the winner yet." Nuwa watched the battle between Zhulong, Qilin Patriarch and Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Taoist Hongjun.

"Not so fast, at least it will take more than ten years."

"But now, only Candle Dragon and Qilin Patriarch are left among the three clans who are still fighting. They are surrounded by quasi-sages from Dijun's side. They will soon decide the winner."

"They won't swarm. Dijun and Taoist Hongjun won't allow it. Let's go, let's go to the Immortal Volcano."

Lin Fan found a birdcage in his hand, and the first ancestor of the Phoenix, Yuanshen, was sealed in the birdcage.

The two left, and not long after, they appeared at the undead volcano.

(End of this chapter)