Fantasy: Start with three thousand holy realms and create Yan Luo Hall!

Follow the fall of the two sons of God.

The war between the Taiyi Holy Land and the Teng Snake Clan has completely begun, and both sides will not die, as long as the creatures of one side of the force appear, they will inevitably be ruthless.

Even the Great Sage had already begun to enter and begin to join the battle.

This war has been going on for half a month.

There were heavy casualties on both sides.

Thousands of cultivators with the golden body of the True King died, and more than a dozen of the Holy Realm died.

A few days later.

The Great Saint of the Teng Snake Clan fell.

The two sides completely killed each other, and directly even the polar weapons were revived.

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As the killing escalated, Yan Luodian did not move.

The Taiyi Holy Lord was completely confused and contacted Yan Luodian directly.

“At present, it is the time of the battle between the Teng Snake Clan and the Taiyi Holy Land, this is the best opportunity for you to start!”

On a towering peak.

The Taiyi Holy Lord said to Feng Yu

Hearsay.

Feng Yu’s face remained unchanged, his tone was cold, and he said lightly: “When is the best time, we Yan Luodian will grasp it ourselves, and don’t bother you to worry!” ”

“If it’s just because of these things today, then we can end it.”

“What Yan Luodian and you agreed is within half a year, and within this half a year, we will definitely complete it!”

“So you don’t need to worry.”

Within half a year?

Half a year later.

I and the Teng Snake clan are all done.

At that time, it was not simple for you to destroy the snake family?

The Taiyi Holy Lord definitely didn’t want Yan Luodian to be a fisherman.

“Nope!”

“I want you to do it quickly, or you will return it to me!”

“I abandon this task!”

The Taiyi Holy Lord would definitely not be willing to do so.

In half a year, who knows what will happen?

And now is the time when they are fighting the most fiercely with the Teng Snake clan, and half a year is enough time to change a lot of things.

“Yan Luo Hall has no rules for giving up the task, this rule has been told to you before, if you dare to do this, you will become the enemy of Yan Luo Temple!”

Feng Yu said coldly.

Hear this.

The Taiyi Saint Lord’s face suddenly sank.

Although Yan Luodian did not know his identity, judging from Yan Luodian’s words, it was impossible to get things back.

And he did not have the ability to forcibly bring things back from the Yan Luo Temple.

If only there was.

He doesn’t plan these things.

Yan Luo Hall has long been destroyed.

“I see”

After all, the Taiyi Holy Lord still did not give up the task, because it was not worth it, and there was no way.

He gave up and became the enemy of Yan Luodian.

Might as well pray that these guys will do it.

Subsequently.

The two left.

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Luo Tian Dao Sect.

After listening to what Feng Yu said, Feng Chen couldn’t help but smile: “This guy is already in a hurry!” ”

“But it’s normal to be in a hurry.”

“Now that the two sides are at war, both sides have suffered a lot of losses, and the Taiyi Holy Land has fallen to many holy realms, if we strike again, their losses will be even greater!”

The Taiyi Holy Lord’s anxiousness was in the expectation of sealing the dust.

“Then Your Excellency, shall we make a move?”

“Why shoot? No rush! ”

“When they lose both, just do it.”

Feng Chen said with a faint smile.

It’s just getting started.

How could he possibly do it.

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Half a month later.

The war has escalated, the two sides have reached the level of true immortality, many strong people have mobilized, and even the old monsters who suppressed the foundation have broken through the divine source and awakened to join the battlefield.

This war has nothing to do with right or wrong.

No one cares what happens.

Both sides have already killed red eyes.

Countless strong people fall every day.

In the Holy Realm, the number of True Kings falling is also increasing.

And a few days later.

A quasi-knight old monster in the Taiyi Holy Land completely fell into the battlefield.

This is the first quasi-knight to fall.

And not the last one.

“Tai Shang Dao Sect, and the people of the Great Qian Dynasty!”

The Taiyi Holy Lord roared.

Only since the start of the war, he has asked for help with a lot, but these human forces have no intention of ending.

The main thing is not good.

Because this is a matter for both sides, if they end.

This represents the Terrans.

The Taikoo royal family will also sit still and die, and it will also end.

Once.

The two sides really went to war, and the consequences were unimaginable.

So to maintain balance.

Many forces have a tacit understanding.

At first, the Taiyi Holy Lord did not say anything.

But as the strong people fell more and more, he was a little anxious, and even the matter of planning to deal with Yan Luodian was forgotten.

Now that he is taking care of himself, where is there still time to think about dealing with Yan Luo Temple?

“Holy Lord!”

“The Teng Snake clan came over with the revived Extreme Dao Weapon.”

An anxious voice sounded.

The faces of everyone around suddenly sank.

Extreme weapons entered.

This means that the two sides have reached the point of no return.

“Revival Extreme Weapon!”

The Taiyi Holy Lord gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

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Above the stars.

Two divine weapons were suspended in the starry sky.

One is a knife, the other is a spear.

Every weapon has a terrifying aura spreading.

It’s like a supreme recovery.

Above the long knife was a large white snake shadow suspended, which was the supreme will of the Teng Snake Clan.

And above the spear stood a heroic and divine man, with the spirit of swallowing stars between his eyebrows, as if he had trampled the entire universe under his feet.

The Extreme Dao Weapons of the Taiyi Holy Land.

Two polar weapons on the field.

Suddenly time.

The whole starry sky is full of murderous machines.

Vaguely, you can already see that an earth-shattering war is about to begin.

And right now.

Roar.

A dragon groan sounded.

A long black dragon passed through the void and entrenched above everyone, the black dragon aura was terrifying, it was a powerful cultivator of the Quasi-knight Ninefold.

As for the Supreme, it is only one step away.

This is the patriarch of the Taikoo royal family dragon clan.

Long Aotian!

“Guys stop, if you continue, you will only lose both!”

Long Aotian’s voice was calm, with a sense of majesty, and spread throughout the entire void.

And at this time.

A Taoist walked out slowly, with white hair and a childlike appearance, surrounded by mysterious Dao rhymes.

See this Taoist.

Everyone’s faces were a little different.

Tianji Daoist, an old monster that has survived for tens of thousands of years!