Flood: The beginning becomes the world tree

Xuan Chen looked at Qiankun Old Ancestor and raised his hand to slap it out.

Seeing Xuan Chen’s bland palm, Qiankun Old Ancestor’s face turned red, and you inevitably looked down on me too much.

“Xuanchen, Lao Zu wants you to know the fate of looking down on me.”

The old ancestor of Qiankun sacrificed Qiankunding and fought towards Xuanchen with all his strength, and the immortal light on Qiankunding shone in endless time and space, exuding brilliant heavenly power.

In the face of this blow from Qiankun Old Ancestor, Xuan Chen was not moved in the slightest, and with a seemingly bland palm, he slapped Qiankunding out.

“How is it possible, you were actually able to catch the attack of the innate treasure.”

Old Ancestor Qiankun was a little incredulous, if Xuan Chen blocked his attack after using the Supreme Treasure, Old Ancestor Qiankun would definitely not be shocked.

But Xuan Chen blocked his attack with empty hands, this is empty-handed.

“If you can exert the full power of Qiankunding, the Buddha-figure will naturally not be able to stop it, but can you do it?”

Xuan Chen said indifferently to the shocked Qiankun Old Ancestor.

If you want to exert the full power of the innate supreme treasure, you must reach the realm of mixed elements and completely refine it.

Xuanchen Spirit Qi and God cultivation, the flesh, Yuan God, and mana have all reached the limit under the mixed element, and the first person under the real mixed element.

“Qiankun Old Ancestor, you are not the opponent of the Buddha-figure, and even the Buddha-figure can suppress you without using the supreme treasure, so don’t resist.”

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

A moment later, Qiankun Old Ancestor’s body reorganized, but he lost the courage to face Xuanchen.

At this time, Qiankun Old Ancestor wondered if Xuan Chen had already preached the Dao Mixed Yuan, and he felt that he and Xuan Chen were not in the same realm at all.

“Xuanchen, Qiankunding can give it to you.”

Qiankun Laozu gave in, and Qiankunding could hand it over, as long as he could save his life.

“Qiankun Daoyou, you really disappointed me.”

Xuan Chen shook his head slightly, having cultivated to this realm, he was actually afraid of death.

“Qiankun Ding Buddha will take it himself, so you don’t need to give it to me.” Xuan Chen said lightly.

“Are you bent on letting me die?” Old Ancestor Qiankun’s eyes were red, and he wanted to fight with Xuanchen.

Xuan Chen is going to let him die, and Qiankun Old Ancestor naturally wants to fight with Xuan Chen.

“Don’t worry, the Buddha-figure will not kill you for the time being, for the Buddha-figure, you still have a lot of use, and the Buddha-figure is only suppressing you at most now.”

Xuan Chen waved his hand and summoned the Chaos Bell, and the Chaos Bell was thrown by Xuan Chen, carrying the power of suppressing the heavens and universes, and suppressed the past towards the Qiankun Old Ancestor.

Without even resisting for a quarter of an hour, Qiankun Old Ancestor was suppressed into the Chaos Bell, and although he did not die, he would not be happy.

And it’s just that he won’t die temporarily, but it doesn’t mean that Old Ancestor Qiankun 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 shaking Qiankunding, Xuanchen reached out and grabbed it, and the soul law turned into a sharp sword, cutting off the Yuanshen imprint of Qiankun Old Ancestor.

“Qiankunding is also here, everything is ready.”

With Xuanchen’s state of mind fluctuating slightly, I don’t know how many billions of years have passed through the flood waste, Xuanchen can’t remember clearly, and now he is getting closer and closer to the Dao Mixed Yuan.

Leaving this shattered space, Xuan Chen returned to the Flood Barren Land again, looking at the fierce battle between the three clans faintly.

In the blink of an eye, a million years passed, and in this million years, Xuanchen didn’t know how many corpses to collect.

Golden Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, and Da Luo Golden Immortal have fallen in this calamity, and there are countless strong people who have fallen in this calamity.

At this time, the patriarch of the three clans ran out of oil, the body of the ancestral dragon was broken and unable to repair, and a Dao crack appeared above the Yuan God.

The first Qilin is more miserable than the ancestral dragon, and Yuanfeng is also as miserable as the first Qilin, as for the foreign aid invited by the ancestor of the Five Elements, the ancestral dragon, was pulled by the white tiger to self-detonate.

The white tiger still has a trace of true spirit remaining, and the ancestor of the five elements has really fallen.

The green dragon of the dragon clan was also desperately killed by Yuanfeng, leaving a trace of true spirit, which was extremely miserable.

“The three clans have come to an end, I believe that the patriarchs of the three clans at this time should also understand.” Xuan Chen looked at the miserable patriarch of the three clans.

Kill Kill Kill ~!!!

A shout of killing came, and countless cultivators with a strange aura suddenly killed, although there were not many of them, but their strength was quite strong.

Countless people of the three races were caught off guard, and they were all killed by these suddenly killed demon cultivators, yes, these are Luo Xiao’s subordinates.

“Ao Gan, you still know me, now I have come to take revenge, suffer death.”

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

“Are you the patriarch of the Chishoujiao clan? Have you returned from the resurrection? ”

Ao Qian recognized it at once, this was the patriarch of the Chishoujiao clan who he had destroyed at the beginning, and he failed to stop it, allowing the true spirit of the Chishoujiao patriarch to escape.

Now the Chishoujiao Patriarch has transformed into a demon clan and has come to Ao Qian to take revenge, and his strength is not weaker than Ao Qian.

In fact, the demon races created by Luo Xiao were all transformed by the true spirits of the races that were destroyed by the three races in battle.

Although the three clans are enough to kill them all, there are not many who have escaped a trace of true spirit, and they have endless resentment against the three clans, so they were resurrected by Luo Xiao and transformed into a demon race, joined the demon sect established by Luo Xiao, and became the first batch of demons in the flood wilderness.

The demon race killed fiercely and fearlessly, and the three races, which had already ended miserably, are now even more miserable to the extreme.

“Damn Luo Xiao is really calculating.” Zulong was indignant.

Yuanfeng’s eyes spewed out substantial anger, and he stabbed him in the back, which was even more resentful than the dragon clan.

The demon race set off boundless killing, and the slaughter of the three races, who no longer had much resistance at this time, did not show mercy.

When Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shi Qilin wanted to make a move to stop it, they found that they were unable to make a move, and their injuries were too serious.

Especially in the end, killing the red eye, completely desperate, the ancestral dragon’s body was broken, and even the Yuanshen was almost broken.

Compared to the ancestral dragon, Shi Qilin and Yuanfeng are even more miserable, and Yuanfeng only has an immortal true spirit left to maintain a broken body.

Shi Qilin’s eyes were dull, as if he wanted 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 their people being slaughtered.

Those races ruled by the three races, after seeing the current trend, also left one after another, and the three races that originally dominated the flooded wasteland were desolate to such a great war.

“Drawing the bloody air flow to the west, Luo Xiao is refining the Immortal Sword Array?”

Xuan Chen stared at the billowing bloody qi, did not make a move to stop it, even if Luo Chen had all the means, even if it was strong, it would be the result of failure in the end.

“The final end of this calamity is coming, and it is time for the three clans to withdraw.”

Xuan Chen looked at the three clans at this time, don’t say that there is not one in 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 have been hunted by the demon race.

The Demon Race is a group of madmen, even if they can’t be defeated, they will take away the only remaining strong people of the three clans at the cost of self-explosion.

Who let the demon race hate the three races so much, when the three races destroyed their race, and now the cycle of cause and effect ushered in their revenge.