Ten thousand worlds come: the beginning deduces the perfect Saitama

But unexpectedly, Zulong was only angry and didn't make a move. Instead, everything remained the same without any movement.

Yuanfeng and Qilin knew that this was the calm before the storm.

They teamed up in private this time to kill the True Dragon King, which was considered a complete victory, but the strength of the Dragon Clan is still strong.

In the past, there was King Yinglong who was invincible, and King Qinglong who was famous all over the world, like Jiaolong, Huolong, and Beaulieu, all of them were top powerhouses and should not be underestimated.

In Mount Sumeru, Luo Hou heard about this and was extremely happy.

"...Zulong will not give up. I have to ask Lingmu to listen to the movements of the dragon clan. I have a hunch that the life-and-death battle of the three clans is not far away, and I can be born." He muttered to himself, with a strong smile on the corner of his mouth .

In Qingqiu Mountain, Wu Feng walked out of the cave.

The so-called retreat is a process of cultivating the mind. His realm has already been stabilized, and the time of retreat depends entirely on himself.

He had a feeling in his heart, and he always felt that the prehistoric sky was changing, and something big seemed to happen, so he walked out.

At that time, Xuanwu and the others had been gone for thousands of years. In Qingqiu Mountain, only the fox clan lived, and it was very lively. There were also a few foxes with great potential, who would surely become the strongest of the fox clan in the future.

After a little induction, Wu Feng knew where Xuanwu and the others were, but he didn't go to look for them. He was (good Zhao) suspicious and wanted to go to the west.

The prehistoric west is a barren land, few creatures come here, but there is a terrifying demon god sealed here, naturally it is Na Luohu.

When Wu Feng came to the front of Mount Sumeru, Luo Hou immediately noticed the uninvited guest, and an avatar walked out immediately and came in front of him.

Looking at this familiar face, Luo Hou frowned slightly: "You can find this, it really is one of the three thousand demon gods."

Wu Feng knew what he was referring to, and smiled slightly, neither denying nor affirming the opportunity.

Luo Hou continued: "What are you doing here? Do you also want to conquer the Great Desolation with me? It's not impossible, as long as you help me break through the seal."

Wu Feng looked at him, and suddenly said: "How come you are so ordinary and so confident?"

Luo Hou heard what he meant, and his face was frosty: "What are you doing here?"

"Let me ask you a few questions." Wu Feng explained his purpose.

Chapter 440 Five battles, the prehistoric situation

During the retreat, Wu Feng was thinking about a problem. To be precise, it was a plan, a plan to get a lot of deduction points.

According to Wu Feng's original idea, when the Dragon and Han catastrophe is over and Luo Hou is born, he will take action to suppress it himself, so that he can gain deduction points, and perhaps be able to deduce the Hongmeng Dao body to its final form.

But later, he felt that this was a bit boring, and it was a bit boring to wait blindly. He wanted to take the initiative, or as before, to support a force similar to Daqin.

But now, he doesn't know which of the three tribes is worthy of his assistance, nor does he know the current situation in the wild, and Luo Hou has become the most suitable person to solve his doubts

So he came, came to Mount Sumeru, and wanted to ask a few questions.

Regarding Wu Feng's words, Luo Hou said arrogantly: "Why do you think I will answer your question?"

Wu Feng smiled slightly: "You will answer, just like I will answer some of your questions."

This is an exchange of equal value, and it seems that there is no harm to either party.

Luo Hou thought for a while, and finally said: "Yes, but you have to answer my question first."

"Say."

Luo Hou stared at Wu Feng's calm eyes, and said slowly: "Which demon god are you? What do you want to do?"

"First of all, I'm not a demon god. As for what I want to do, you can understand that 337% are the same as you." Wu Feng said.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Hou's face darkened: "You also want to dominate the prehistoric world?"

Wu Feng smiled and said nothing: "It's time for me to ask you two questions. Which clan did you choose as the breakthrough point, and where is the plan?" "What plan?" Luo Hou asked vigilantly.

"The plan to make the three clans fight for life and death, and finally break through the seal." Wu Feng said sharply.

"How did you know?"

Luo Hou's face changed slightly, he didn't expect the other party to know his plan.

"It should be you who answered my question." Wu Feng said calmly.

Luo Hou looked at him, his breath surging: "You should know who I am."

"Devil God Luohou, so what?" Wu Feng said with a tone that saw through everything.

"Now that you know it, it should be clear that in my field, I am the strongest."

Luo Yan's smile was not a smile, and there was a strangeness in his expression, and the spiritual power in his body was also continuously condensing towards him.

"You want to go back on your word?" Wu Feng asked calmly.

"If you can slowly answer my doubts, I can allow you to leave."

Luo Hou has obviously moved to kill (abcb). The seemingly calm before was just to achieve his own goals.

Wu Feng didn't care about this at all, and just said lightly: "You are not my opponent, and I don't want to attack you now, the time is not yet ripe."

"Insanity."

Luo Hou let out a loud roar and suddenly got into trouble. A violent aura rose from behind him, and he stretched out his palm, piercing through the space, and grabbed Wu Feng's heart directly, fiercely and ferociously.

Wu Feng turned sideways slightly, causing ripples in the space. His whole body was like a grass swaying in the wind. He floated away, not only avoiding Luo Hou's claws, but even punching him.

boom--

A punch pierced through the air, and the majestic spiritual power burst into dazzling light, just like the scorching sun, dazzling.

"break!"

With a roar, evil energy gushed out from Luo Hou's body, and countless evil energy gathered into a dense black mist. Under the cover of the black mist, there was no sky and earth, drowning all the light, even the light like the scorching sun was swallowed and disappeared.

"Hahaha, that's all."

Seeing the rays of light dissipate, only the flesh rushed out, Luo Hou laughed loudly.

Although there was no light shrouded in it, Wu Feng's fists were still moving forward.

The seemingly weak and deceitful fist looked very abrupt under the black mist, but it seemed indestructible, invulnerable to all laws.

Looking at the pure and flawless fist, Luo couldn't help feeling a faint uneasiness in his heart.

In the black mist, evil spirit emerged, turned into the fiercest attack, and went towards the fist, trying to wipe it out.

However, when the black mist fell and countless attacks poured out, the fist still went forward unscathed, as if it existed in another world.

The fist was getting closer and closer, and the fierce wind of the fist whistled fiercely, making Luo Hou squint his eyes involuntarily.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Luo Hou roared.

The black mist condensed the evil spirit in his whole body. It seemed to be non-aggressive, but it was all-encompassing and extremely dangerous.

A fist, how can it safely shuttle through it, unless the fist is weird.

"It's just a fist."

A calm voice rang in Luohu's ears, and the fist came to his face like a ghost, suddenly and terrifyingly.

Caught off guard, Luo Hou had no way to stop him, he was punched hard on the face door, his whole body flew upside down, and fell heavily on the ground.

Looking at Luo Hou on the ground, Wu Feng said quietly: "I said, you are not my opponent."

Getting up from the ground, Luo Hou couldn't bear the punch even though his body was hard, his face was dripping with blood, it was horrible.

With a wave of his hand, his physical injuries were wiped away. He looked at Wu Feng viciously and said, "Why do you have such strong physical strength? What is your relationship with Pangu?"

In the chaos, to have such a powerful physical body, ignoring his own black mist attack, perhaps only the powerful physical body of the Great God Pangu could do it.

"Pangu?" Wu Feng muttered, and then said: "If there is a chance, I would like to meet him too."

"Impossible, who are you?" Luo Hou looked at Wu Feng with disbelief, always thinking that he should be related to Pangu.

"If you are still not convinced, we can continue. Otherwise, answer my question honestly." Wu Feng said coldly, directly ignoring Luo Yan's words.

"hateful."

Luo Hou said in a low voice, if he hadn't been sealed and his strength was greatly reduced, why would he be in such a mess.

While thinking about it, Luo Hou didn't intend to continue to attack. After all, the opponent's strength was unknown, and it was not worth the candle if he was about to die.

"Okay, what else do you want to ask?" Luo Hou asked coldly.

The collision between the strong is only between lightning and flint.

After all, every great power who has lived for an unknown number of years is hesitant to die. Every fight is actually for the purpose of testing. Once they lose the certainty of winning, giving up will become their first choice.

Luo Yan was like this, anyway, answering a few questions didn't cost much, so he simply agreed.

With Luo Hou's surrender, Wu Feng quickly got some news about Hong Huang's current situation, including part of Luo Hou's plan.

In today's prehistoric times, the melee of the three clans is still the main theme, the battle is raging, and the corpses are everywhere, and the most important of these is the fall of the true dragon king.

With the fall of the True Dragon King, the dragons on the battlefield became more and more ferocious, especially Ying Long, who set off a shocking battle in the middle of the wild.

Chapter 440 Take Qing Ling away and go to Zulong Palace

Taoist Lingmu is still lurking in the Qilin clan. Under his plan, Qilin reached a cooperation with Yuanfeng, and this cooperation directly led to the fall of the True Dragon King.

In the next few thousand years, under the crazy counterattack of the dragon clan, it seemed to be getting closer and closer, and the pressure on the dragon clan was also increasing.

On the current Great Desolate Continent, beasts and birds have become the nominal masters. The entire dragon clan, except for the main battlefield, is constantly being compressed and retreated into the sea or water.

But the two clans know that this is not the full strength of the dragon clan. They may be accumulating strength, or they may have other plans, so both clans are vigilant.

This is the current situation in Hong Huang, the three clans are still fighting for hegemony, and Luo Hou only told the first half of his plan, Wu Feng knows that the other party has other things to hide.

He didn't ask much, and the other party wouldn't answer if he asked, but he had a bottom line in his heart.

After getting the information he wanted, he turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute, you... what are you trying to do?"

Luo Ge stopped Wu Feng and asked.

Wu Feng turned around, looked at him calmly and said, "I said, it's the same as you, but don't worry, I won't stop your plan."

After speaking, he walked forward and disappeared in the same place after a while.

Luo watched him disappear, with a gloomy face, and immediately sent a letter to Taoist Lingmu, asking him to come here.

Leaving Mount Sumeru, Wu Feng walked towards the center of the wilderness. Along the way, he was thinking, thinking about the next road.

He knew in his heart that Luo Hou's words just now were just the superficial situation of Honghuang. Behind it, there should be a deeper secret hidden, and he wanted to see it for himself.

Regarding the Dragon and Han catastrophe, although Wu Feng knew the ending and the general idea, he was not clear about the specific details.

Before that, he went to the Qilin ancestral land, after all, there are still people of his own there.

When he came to a land of auspiciousness, Wu Feng saw the towering giant mountain from a distance. The giant mountain was hollowed out, and inside was an extremely luxurious building. The building was huge, and it seemed to fall into an independent space. among.

The moment he appeared, the Qilin ancestor felt a sense of emotion.

It was a familiar breath, so without hesitation, it transformed into a human form, left the residence, walked out of the void, and came to Wu Feng.

Looking at the humanoid creature in black Taoist robe in front of him, with a ferocious face, but with a peaceful aura on his body.

"Are you Qilin?" Wu Feng asked.

"Are you the demon god who possesses the innate treasure?" asked Wei Wei, the ancestor of the unicorn.

Wu Feng looked at it, and could sense the injury on the opponent's body, presumably it was the unicorn that was in the war between the three clans.

"I came to pick up my people. Since you didn't do anything to them, I don't blame you." Wu Feng said.

"You know, I'm here to find you."

While Wu Feng was looking at it, it was also looking at Wu Feng.

In its perception, Wu Feng is like a cloud of fog. Even though it is already a top quasi-sage, it still cannot see through its reality.

"Why do you want me? To be your helper?" Wu Feng asked.

"I don't think you will refuse, follow me to rule the Great Desolation, and then, this Great Desolation will definitely have your seat." The ancestor of the unicorn said proudly.

Listening to these familiar words, Wu Feng always felt a little boring. If he could, he could rule the wilderness by himself, so why should he live under the fence.

"I refuse, and then you can step aside." Wu Feng refused.

The ancestor of the Qilin looked at the unruffled creatures in front of him, hesitated for a while, but finally did not stop him, but said: "Welcome to the Qilin family." After speaking, he left, as a tacit consent that Wu Feng can enter and exit the Qilin ancestor land .

Without the obstruction of the ancestor of Qilin, Wu Feng came to the residence where Xuanwu and the others were imprisoned.

The residence is not bad, it is an independent space, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairyland, it is suitable for their cultivation.

Seeing Wu Feng coming with his hands behind his back, Qing Yuan rushed over with an aggrieved face.