The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

With a silent smile, two drops of Immortal Emperor's blood were melted into Fuxi Nuwa's body, and the remaining drop of Immortal Emperor's blood was distributed to the twelve ancestors.

".々 Refining the essence, what this emperor wants to see is fourteen saints."

Fuxi Nuwa and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were nourished by the blood of the Immortal Emperor again, bowed down to Qin Xuan gratefully:

"According to Emperor Xuan's decree, I will definitely not disappoint Emperor Xuan."

Watching Qin Xuan distribute the blood of the immortal emperor, which is full of infinite power, to the Fuxi (Nuolai) Nuwa and the twelve ancestor witches under his seat, the other powerful people immediately beat their chests and feet in regret, and more people expressed their disapproval. Fuxi Nuwa and the twelve ancestor witches who followed Qin Xuan were even more envious.

Unexpectedly, the Master of Martial Dao was so mysterious and generous, even such a powerful spiritual thing did not hesitate to use it on his followers.

Could it be that these three drops of blood are just a drop in the bucket for the master of martial arts?

Thinking of the same place, the eyes of many powerful people looking at Qin Xuan suddenly changed.

Qin Xuan has no beginning of these great powers in the wild, and their realm is still just a group of ants in his eyes. After coming to the Zixiao Palace to give the ancestor Hongjun a statement, Qin Xuan is about to leave for the west.

"If you want to prove the Tao, this emperor will fulfill you..."

Qin Xuan raised his face slightly and looked towards the west, muttering in his mouth, in the eyes of the three thousand powerful people in Zixiao Palace, Qin Xuan silently disappeared in place. .

Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh unicorn destruction

In the vast land, the congenital beings who were once transformed by the body of Pangu, apart from the great powers such as Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestors, also produced three most powerful races, which are the dragon, phoenix and unicorn.

Although the dragon, phoenix and qilin tribes did not possess the profound luck of the Taoist Sanqing, nor the physical realm as powerful as the Twelve Ancestors, they were also the creatures transformed by the blood of Pangu. They all occupy their respective territories.

For thousands of years, there have been constant disputes between the three clans. In order to defeat the other two clans and become the strongest race in the prehistoric, the dragon and phoenix and unicorns have each expanded their spheres of influence, and more and more prehistoric creatures have joined the dragon, phoenix and unicorns. .

The battle has evolved to the end, and the grievances between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes have already involved almost all living beings on the prehistoric land.

Just when Ancestor Hongjun opened the Zixiao Palace to welcome [-] guests from Honghuang and preached at the altar, the melee between the three tribes finally broke out.

The most powerful Qilin clan was besieged by two other big clans. For their own selfishness, Zulong, who controlled the dragon clan, and Zu Feng, who controlled the phoenix clan, quietly joined forces and caught the Qilin clan by surprise.

Despite the alliance between 563 and the two big clans, the Qilin clan still fought to the end. Although the Qilin clan was the first to lose in the battle of the three clans, the dragon and phoenix clans also paid a heavy price.

Just when the prehistoric creatures thought that the ultimate powerhouse would win one from the dragon and the phoenix, the mutation suddenly occurred.

In the battle of the three clans, the Qilin clan was confronted by the emptiness and the Phoenix clan, and they fell from the strongest forces to the bottom. Not only did the battle for hegemony come to an end early, but the entire clan was severely damaged to the point where only a few thousand remained. tribe.

The hundred-footed worm is dead but not stiff, and the surviving Qilin people all understand.

As long as the dragon clan and the phoenix clan decide the winner, they will definitely suffer a disaster. Therefore, the leader of the Qilin clan leads the remaining Qilin clan people to find a pure land to recuperate and wait for another day to regroup and make a comeback.

However, it was still not possible.

Just as the thousands of Qilin people were on their way, the originally wild land was suddenly enveloped by a thick murderous intent, and a gloomy cloud of blood pressed down from the sky, causing the complexion of all the Qilin people to change dramatically.

"What's the matter? Did Zu Long and Zu Feng join forces again?"

The Kylin King who led the remaining Kylin people was in the realm of Daluo Jinxian. He immediately noticed the changes in the whole world. He had been unwilling and angry since the strongest forces suffered heavy losses. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. Prepare to meet the enemy.

The Qilin people who survived the battle of the three tribes also looked around with solemn expressions and followed the Qilin King.

"Zu Long, Zu Feng! Don't put garlic on this king, get out!"

The Qilin King's whole body was shrouded in the red radiance, and the Daluo Jinxian coercion resisted the more powerful killing intent between heaven and earth, but it was obviously very difficult.

Just in front of everyone's eyes, the four long swords swooped down directly from the blood-red clouds, and the suffocating and nauseating suffocating aura also fell from the sky.

The four long swords looked extremely sharp, and accompanied by a dazzling red light, full of killing and bloodthirsty momentum, pierced the space and swayed straight from the sky to the Qilin tribe.

Just as the Qilin King and the Qilin people were shocked, the four blood-red long swords hung directly between the sky and the earth in four directions, east, west, north, south, and just surrounded thousands of the Qilin people.

"Who is it?"

Such a powerful aura, even the most powerful Zulong Zufeng of the Dragon and Phoenix clan could not have it. He knew that the one who killed them was not the Qilin King of the Dragon and Phoenix clan, and he was even more fearful at this moment.

However, under the killing intent that was approaching the realm of the half-step Heavenly Dao, the Qilin King, like the other Qi (bddd) Lin tribesmen, had no backhand, and could only watch helplessly as the four blood-red long swords surrounded them. .

Thousands of Qilin people incarnated into their bodies, using their magical powers and Qilin's body to continuously impact the barrier surrounded by four blood-red long swords, but it didn't work at all.

"Jie Jie Jie, kill your unicorn clan, I will pull the dragon and phoenix clan down Jiuyou to accompany you."

A gloomy voice echoed between the heavens and the earth, like the devil in the nine secluded areas, which made the Qilin people horrified and tried even harder to break the confinement.

However, at this time, the blood-red clouds on the sky kept surging, and a formation map full of supreme evil spirit descended from the sky.

Just when the baleful array map appeared, the four blood-red long swords immediately trembled as if they were summoned, releasing a blood-red dazzling light that shook all the Qilin people back.

As soon as the array map was lowered, the four blood-red long swords immediately merged into the array map. Immediately, blood-red rays of light burst out from the array map. A large blood-red formation was formed on the top of the Qilin tribe's heads.

In the great formation, the suffocating qi kept surging, and thousands of Qilin people were ruthlessly suppressed under it. There were constantly people from the Qilin clan screaming and falling down in the terrifying killing intent and suffocation, and their bodies turned into A pool of blood.

Attracted by the blood-red formation, the blood essence of the dead Qilin tribe was all swallowed into the formation, and not a drop was left.

The four blood-red long swords, shrouded in a powerful evil spirit, turned into strands of blood-red sword light raging in the great formation, even the Qilin King of the Golden Immortal Realm of Da Luo did not dare to resist those sword lights. Under the suppression of the same realm, this square array is almost equivalent to the existence of the innate treasure level.

Even if Daluo Jinxian Realm stayed in this big formation, if he couldn't force it to blow away with tough means, he would not be able to last a cup of tea in the big formation.

That formation was combined with four long swords full of destructive and slaughtering innate spiritual treasures. The power was endless. Not one of the Qilin tribesmen who survived the battle of the three tribes could even survive this great formation full of evil spirits.

In the face of the great formation of the innate treasure level, in the end, only the Qilin King was still struggling to support him, and behind him, there were only a few remaining Qilin people.

One of the three huge clans, the Qilin clan, was hit hard in the face of the dragon and the phoenix clan, and even the last bit of inheritance was destroyed in this great formation.

The tragic price of the destruction of the entire family made the last Qilin King feel extremely sad, but he could only helplessly watch his clansmen being devoured and turned into ashes between heaven and earth under the ruthless slaughter of the great array and sword light. .

Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight of the Rahu Rebellion