All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

Liu Xi was originally the strongest, and after the fall of the Three Patriarchs, he had the highest prestige.

In addition to saving the prehistoric tribes on the battlefield, these people on the battlefield are all high-level and elites of various tribes.

So everyone followed his lead, and more and more subordinates gathered.

The high-level and elites of the prehistoric tribes all had their own supernatural powers. Under Liu Xi's arrangement, they tried their best to save the creatures who had escaped the catastrophe.

Their speed was very fast, and they entered a plain in the western continent in less than a day.

While resting, suddenly a door of space opened, and the demon army swarmed out.

"Everyone, this demon clan is the mastermind behind this great war!

Not only did they kill many of our people, but they also wanted to wipe us out.

This battle is unavoidable, and the only way to survive is to fight to the death.

Otherwise, the future Great Desolate Continent will be dominated by demons.

Even if we survive, we can only linger on.

Anyone who doesn't want to die or be enslaved, kill me! "

Under Liu Xi's instigation, the surviving army of hundreds of prehistoric tribes charged towards the demon army.

This was also in Liu Xi's calculations.

What he wants to be in the future is an emperor with human beings as the main body, and of course he must weaken the power of the prehistoric tribes.

Moreover, there are too many demon armies, and as much as possible must be consumed, otherwise forming a formation is also a strong threat.

The two sides fought again, and all ethnic groups came up with means to suppress the bottom of the box.

All kinds of formations erupted, annihilating several miles in one blow.

The "Golden Immortal" masters from all walks of life have sword qi, and their sword qi domain is within a kilometer, smashing all the demons into pieces.

Those lowly demon heads with green faces and long fangs are infinitely powerful.

They can only attack at close quarters, bite and scratch, which can infect living beings and become a member of the magic army.

Luo Hu laid out the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and the array, covering a thousand miles around, forming a forbidden area.

The tyrannical sword energy in the field kept beheading the creatures of hundreds of races.

While responding to Luo Hu's sword attack, Liu Xi was in a hurry to resist hundreds of big demon heads and the surging army of demons.

Most of Rahu's attacks were aimed at him.

If it wasn't for the Primordial Tree being able to devour the demonic energy and protect him from being eroded and disturbed by the demonic energy, he might have been defeated long ago.

The prehistoric tribes fell into a disadvantage in an instant, and died countless times, and some of them were even transformed into members of the demon tribe.

Under the ebb and flow, the magic army became stronger and stronger.

In a hidden shrine in Kunlun Mountains, three supreme and noble gods sit on top, with a tall mirror standing in front of them.

The scene in the mirror is exactly the scene of the battlefield where Liu Xi led hundreds of prehistoric tribes to resist the demon army.

"This Emperor is not simple." The middle-aged man said with a majestic expression.

"An anomalous number that can stir up the prehistoric situation is of course extraordinary." The old man with a childlike face and white hair said.

"Brothers, don't we want to get involved in this fight between dao and demons? We are also considered to be part of the dao sect! If we can have a hearty battle with an extremely strong man, my swordsmanship will definitely go a step further!"

The sharp and rebellious youth is eager to try.

The old man shook his head: "It's not until our Sanqing is born, everything will have its own destiny, and the third brother can't mess around!"

On the battlefield, the casualties of the soldiers of the prehistoric tribes became more and more serious, and the number gradually decreased.

"Brother, take care!"

"Boy, let's go!"

All kinds of shouts sounded, and a strong man who was in a desperate situation chose to blew himself up.

Every time the self-explosion exploded, a mountain peak was blown down, and a large pit was blown out on the ground, taking away countless demon army.

It's just that more demon armies surged in again.

The demon ancestor Luohu sat in the center of the formation, constantly devouring the negative "Qi" on the battlefield.

The power on his body is getting stronger and stronger, with him as the center, a thick black air rises, which arouses all kinds of negative emotions in people's hearts at the first sight.

"This Rahu is about to break through the saint! Hmph, let's see if those guys behind the scenes can hold their breath!"

Liu Xi was secretly unhappy.

He knew that there must be many great supernatural powers watching the battle in secret.

These guys are either trying to protect themselves wisely, or they want to come out later and let Liu Xi and the prehistoric tribes consume Luo Hu's strength.

But at this moment, they couldn't sit still anymore, and rushed into the formation one after another.

"Rahu, you have done many injustices and endangered the common people. Today is your death day!"

"Fellow daoists, it's time to eliminate demons and defend the way!"