The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 341 The third calamity, the jihad

Chapter 330 Eighth Tribulation, Jihad Begins
The situation changed suddenly, and a huge black hand reached into the third prehistoric calamity.

The battle of Beiming opened the occasion for the quasi-sage to end the battle in person.

East, west, south, north, countless races, quasi-sages, great Luos, shot one after another.

Either for the treasures of heaven and earth, or for the spiritual roots of Lingbao.

Or for some precious mineral deposits, countless wars broke out.

Zhen Yuanzi also sent people to carry warrants to travel across the prehistoric region, while stopping the war between the major races, while recording the damage to the leylines.

Saints started off.

As for who is behind the scenes, many saints sitting in chaos cannot understand.

After all, to be able to play such a big thing right now, the cultivation base is definitely a saint.

The rest of the people, who dare to intervene, will undoubtedly die.

Calamity is hard to dispel, except for saints and quasi-sages.

Manipulating the catastrophe, this kind of thing, many people think of one person.

Xuan Yuanzi!
However, Xuan Yuanzi now has no time to care about these nonsense, and it still takes his energy to comprehend the way of detachment.

Still have time to play with these?
The most important thing is that he no longer cares about the luck brought by such things.

The rest of the saints who liked him didn't dare to end easily.

This third calamity is so terrifying that even a saint can hardly escape easily.

Not to mention the elimination of life and death, at least several eras of Taoism should be eliminated.

When one reaches the realm of a saint, practice is inherently difficult, and no one is willing to take the risk.

Therefore, all the saints are watching now, only Zhen Yuanzi is anxious at the moment.

To create a tunnel by himself, he relied on this prehistoric leylines. Now that the leylines are broken, his causal relationship with the prehistoric world is even greater.

Enlightenment is the entanglement of cause and effect. Now the cause and effect are greater, and the progress of Taoism will be slower in the future. How can Zhen Yuanzi bear it.

If you want to fight, you can fight. In the chaos, the place is very large. The quasi-sage fights in the wild. This kind of destructive power can easily smash the wild.

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Time passed slowly, and the disciples sent by Zhen Yuanzi also returned without success. How could the creatures who were stunned by the robbery Qi listen to the words of the saint.

Therefore, this time Zhen Yuanzi is going to end up incarnate.

Even, with the change of time, Zhen Yuanzi, who came off in person, began to be unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

Within the chaos, a big hand moved towards Honghuang.

In an instant, all the quasi-sages who were still fighting were caught in the chaos.

"This town, Yuanzi, within the wilderness, quasi-sages are not allowed to participate in the battle, otherwise they will be killed on the spot!"

"This town, Yuanzi, within the wilderness, quasi-sages are not allowed to participate in the battle, otherwise they will be killed on the spot!"

"This town, Yuanzi, within the wilderness, quasi-sages are not allowed to participate in the battle, otherwise they will be killed on the spot!"

The sound shook the flood, and many saints in the chaos were also awakened. Looking at Zhen Yuanzi who was in a state of despair, everyone felt sorry for him.

For example, although the base camp of the Second Saint of the West was moved to Chaos, the orthodoxy was still left in the West.

They made great vows to become saints, and the great karma they owed has gone away.

Now that there are frequent wars, the orthodoxy has already been implicated in it, and the holy throne may not be guaranteed.

Therefore, he also began to pay attention to the situation in the wilderness, and if there was a slight sign that something was wrong, he would take action directly.

Presumably falling to the holy position, this catastrophe is not difficult for the two of them.

After all, there are quite a few sub-sages in the Western Lingshan, Liuyutian and Qijingtian.

If it doesn't work, put Yasheng down and suppress him.

The catastrophe will eventually erupt, but the path cannot be abandoned.

Waiting for the catastrophe to pass, the orthodoxy is gone, and there is another round of shuffling, but how much luck can be occupied, how many wishes will be returned, and the quasi-promotion is unknown.

Therefore, this matter is also extremely troublesome.

And the mastermind behind the scenes is watching all this from a distance.

He seems to want to take this opportunity to go one step further.

For him, he has already experienced such things, and he doesn't care anymore.

What the prehistoric creatures owed him should be repaid now...

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Another Huiyuan passed by, and the prehistoric calamity became more and more terrifying.

In Buzhou Mountain, the Wu Clan originally had nothing to do with the world, but the Wu Clan practiced the physical body and had a great need for energy.

Therefore, a large number of monsters and wild beasts are hunted and killed every day.

Such actions, to put it bluntly, are also meddling in the catastrophe.

Therefore, at the foot of the mountain at this moment, dozens of races directly surrounded the Wu clan.

Di Jiang sat in the ancestral witch hall with a gloomy expression, and below him were eleven ancestor witches of the witch clan.

"Dozens of quasi-sages are surrounded."

"This is going to war with my witch clan."

"Hmph, I'm afraid they'll do something, my cultivation base is all quasi-sage Dzogchen, and my elder brother can even fight against the sub-sage."

"Dozens of quasi-sages, take some time and kill them one by one."

Zhu Rong has a hot temper, and his words are extremely rough: "Don't stop my Wu Clan, just kill me!"

"That's right, afraid of a bird!"

"Brother, do it!"

In the main hall, apart from Houtu and Zhu Jiuyin who were still somewhat rational at the moment, the rest of the ancestor witches were all blushing and had thick necks, and wanted to beat them.

Di Jiang was also said to be impetuous, with a bit of hesitation on his face.

"If I hit him this time, I don't know how much damage I will suffer."

"Secondly, at the time of this catastrophe, if our witch clan intervenes..."

The words were not finished, but all Zuwu understood.

"Then what should I do? Is it possible that you won't speak when you are beaten?"

"What about being robbed?"

"The three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn were also robbed back then, what happened in the end?"

"The ancestral dragon became holy, the phoenix ancestor of the Phoenix clan became holy, and the Qi ancestor even surpassed Emperor Jun Taiyi in cultivation."

"What are we afraid of if we, the witch clan, follow suit once?"

"The big deal is sinking in time and space, waiting to return again to settle accounts."

"That's right, big brother, I'm not afraid to wait, leave Houtu girl and Xuanming girl behind, as long as the witch clan survives, we will return one day!"

Di Jiang's head is getting bigger, these brothers, all of them are warlike, and they have cultivated the flesh body.

Very vigorous, and with the fact that he was born with the great avenue, the combat power of the ancestral witch is absolutely invincible among quasi-sages.

It's not that I look down on other quasi-sages, aside from those with deep roots, the ancestor witch is an invincible peer.

Thinking for a moment, seeing the righteous indignation of the brothers, Di Jiang thought that the Wu Clan would continue, and that the Wu Clan had never been a timid person.

This time we must fight!

His eyes were cold and lingering: "Okay, let's fight. If you dare to provoke our Wu Clan, if you don't kill a few quasi-sages, you will think that our Wu Clan is also a muddy human race?!"

"Go back and order troops, and start the battle tomorrow!"

"yes, Sir!"

"Let's go, go back and order soldiers!"

"Haha, fight, I wish!"

And just when the Wu Clan made up their minds to fight, the aura of calamity around Buzhou Mountain gradually became stronger.

Originally, this bad week was transformed by Pangu's spine, the place where the power of Qingling was the strongest, but now it can't hold back the catastrophe.

On the second day, the Wu Clan mobilized troops, and Chen had hundreds of millions of soldiers, confronting dozens of races in Buzhou Void.

Di Jiang took the lead: "You have offended my witch clan for no reason, and I will kill you today!"

"Haha, Di Jiang, just wait and brag, I'll wait for dozens of quasi-sages, and it will be easy to kill the Wu clan."

"kill!"

boom!
The brilliance of the sky trembled wildly, the void was shattered piece by piece, and the seven-colored mysterious light formed by the condensation of supernatural powers and treasures reflected the entire prehistoric world.

Buzhou, the top of the mountain, and many inland water veins are also close to Buzhou.

On the occasion of the great war, for a moment, the momentum of the induced water, the momentum of landslides, swept across the prehistoric.

In the chaos, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes turned red.

"disobedient!"

Stretching out his hand towards the wilderness, all the leylines in the land of hundreds of millions of miles all united in an instant, and a terrifying formation directly enveloped the area of ​​​​the area.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help it either, he didn't dare to do it lightly, as a sage, he was also the founder of the tunnel.

Many things are clear, the cause and effect of the Wu clan cannot be contaminated.

During the great battle, Di Jiang killed one person almost instantly and became a quasi-sage for the first time.

The scene was full of blood and rain, and the situation changed suddenly.

And in the crowd, a sub-sage also walked out, and instantly stepped up to fight with Di Jiang.

In an instant, it seemed that Yasheng's shot had caused the fuse. In the prehistoric area, Yasheng made a shot in more than a dozen places.

The sky collapsed, the land in the west was directly shattered into three pieces, and the land in the east was also turned into nine pieces. In the land in the south, countless ground fires erupted.

The northern land was hit hard again, and in an instant, the breath of death and silence continued.

The north was completely in ruins.

Yasheng intervened, directly driving the saint behind him to appear in the prehistoric world.

The wind is raging, who is the first saint to make a move?

The one behind is watching a play at the moment.

And Ye Wuqiu, who had comprehended the way of heaven, opened his eyes at this moment, neither sad nor happy.

After a long time, he sighed: "I can't escape, after all, I can't escape..."

Once again in-depth comprehension, he can't control these things for the time being.

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"Zunti, how dare you!"

A violent shout came from the chaos into the prehistoric, and a bloody torrent came like a bridge in an instant.

Minghe held two swords and looked at Zhunti with a gloomy expression.

Because, this place is a sea of ​​blood...

His birthplace is now the place where the Shura tribe he created lives.

Zhunti actually planned to save the Shura clan, which made Styx anxious.

Zhunti had a smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Minghe, we are all detached people, why should we keep these vicious clans?"

"It's better to let the poor monk teach and join my western sect as the Asura Department, so as to teach others."

"Fart, the race created by Lao Tzu, you try to move it?"

This Asura clan is not just a simple clan. After being sanctified, they understand that the luck and karma of this clan is not ordinary.

How can you let Zhunti take advantage of it?
"Fellow Daoist, this is wrong. All creatures and creatures were created by Pangu. You just took advantage of the opportunity, so you should not be counted."

"Look, this Shura clansman said he is a member of my Western religion."

Inside the sea of ​​blood, there was a Shura man with a ferocious face and a ferocious face.

His eyes were quite clean, and he suddenly became devout.

"Master."

"court death!"

Minghe didn't say a word, Yuantu slashed towards Zhunti in an instant.

The way of killing spread all over the sky, and the sea of ​​blood rolled, and Zhunti was immediately forced back by a sword.

A section of the wonderful tree of seven treasures in his hand was also chopped off.

His face was gloomy: "Styx, are you going to fight?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me?"

"A sage who made a great wish come true, a waste, wants to grab my things?"

Suddenly, a sigh led to Void.

Styx's face was gloomy: "Why, you, the second sage of the West, are you trying to make things difficult for me, Styx?"

"Amitabha, Fellow Daoist Minghe, why bother to come here?"

"As saints, we should not start disputes, that's all for the Shura clan."

"If you give up, you will give up, and it will cause a big war. It's really not good."

"Haha, good, good!"

Ming He was furious, and laughed back in anger: "As expected of a senior brother, don't be shy likewise."

"Enter, I will try you two parallel importers!"

Yuan Tu, Ah Bi, with two swords in hand, all the prehistoric creatures in Styx stopped fighting.

Zhunti's complexion also changed, is this guy serious?

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