Chapter 21: The demons are now, and the disasters of the 3 races start

　　 The Five Elements Taoist was in an underground place outside Mount Xumi, watching the formation of the formation in front of him, the wrinkled expression on his face finally relaxed.
　　 "Finally completed, I can be considered as accomplished and retired." The Five Elements Taoist murmured, his body suddenly disappeared.
　　 After the Five Elements Taoist left, a man in black robes appeared in the original position of the Five Elements Taoist, sniffed, and wondered: "I have clearly noticed that there are people here, so how can there be no breath left."
　　 "The great guardian turned out that you were here, and the demon ancestor asked you to meet him, hurry up!" At this moment, a demon race hurriedly ran over, just seeing the black robe, and his face suddenly showed joy.
　　 The Great Black Robe Guardian turned his head and looked at the Demon Race, with doubts on his face. Where did he come out of the Demon Ancestor, how could he let himself pass? Could something happen?
　　 "What do you know?"
　　 "Does the little one know that the great protector should hurry up! Don't let the demon ancestor just wait, you and I can't afford it."
　　 The Great Black Robe Guardian nodded. Indeed, if the Demon Ancestor waited for a long time, he couldn't afford it. With magical powers, surrounded by devil energy, the figure of the Great Black Robe Guard suddenly disappeared.
　　 Mount Xumi is surrounded by large arrays, surrounded by black air, which makes people feel extremely gloomy. On this Mount Xumi, there is a black palace, and the black-robed guardian suddenly appears at the gate of the palace.
　　 I only heard a sound from inside: "Hei robe comes in." The robe guardian waiting outside the door pushed open the palace door and walked in.
　　 This palace is not as magnificent and simple as I thought. Four pillars supporting the palace are supported by four heavenly pillars. A huge prehistoric man is located in the center of the hall, which is a magic word.
　　 A man wearing a black Taoist robe, sitting on a twelfth-grade lotus platform, is looking into the wilderness. In his eyes, the wilderness is broken and destroyed everywhere, and the boundless black air invades the entire wilderness.
　　 This person is the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu, and one of the three most afraid of Hongyun in the primordial land. He has an unpredictable cultivation base and is already the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, only one step is required to prove Hunyuan.
"Black robe, the catastrophe is about to rise, the time when the Demon Lord is approaching the precipice, you go to provoke the war of the three races and cheer for my Demon Dao." Luo Hu's voice passed down, and those with a low mood will become angry when they hear it. Qi Bingran.
"Don't worry about the demon ancestors, I have planted manpower in the three races long before the Yuanhui, just for my demon tribe's great cause." Heipao suddenly laughed "咻咻" on his face when he heard Luo Hu's words. Showing an evil look.
　　 "The black robe wishes the demon ancestors unify the predecessor and proves Hunyuan, and my demons will be immortal."
　　 Luohu didn't smile, but his expression was unusually solemn. The catastrophe was coming, and he was not alone in proving the truth. He felt that he still had an old enemy who would come out to stop him when he ruled the land.
　　 Luohu looked towards the direction of Yujing Mountain through hundreds of millions of miles of space. At this time, Taoist Hongjun, who was comprehending the good fortune jade plate, suddenly opened his eyes, two divine lights shot out, and Luohu's eyes collided in the void.
　　 "Hong Jun!" Demon Ancestor said coldly.
　　 Taoist Hongjun smiled slightly: "It's the poor Taoist, Taoist Luohu is polite."
　　 The two gazes secretly tested each other, but the other party was helpless, knowing that the other party was not inferior to their own masters, they retracted their gazes, waiting for the war to come.
　　 "Let's go with the black robe! Let the war of the three races burn." Luo Hui's expression became cold. He couldn't figure out the cultivation of Taoist Hongjun, so he could only expect the war to come soon, and the more variables would appear the longer.
　　 Black Robe quickly responded, turned and left the Demon Ancestral Palace, and ordered the matter down.
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　　 Chaos, the primordial land is completely chaotic, the three tribes have started a war inexplicably, even the ancestor dragon, phoenix ancestor, and ancestor Lin didn’t know what was going on, and the tribes began to fight.
The spies of the demons arranged a series of important tasks for the death of the three tribes, and even the descendants of Zulong, Fengzu, and Linzu died in succession. At this time, Zulong and others were in retreat, seeking a breakthrough. The pinnacle of the quasi-sage, let his cultivation one step closer, so he was overwhelming, and defeated the other two clans.
　　 The descendants of Zulong died suddenly, and the news came that they were killed by the Qilin tribe of the Phoenix tribe. The senior dragon clan was furious, but the tribe was in retreat. Therefore, the dragon tribe was in charge of all matters large and small.
　　 And Ao Tian naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so the old and new hatreds were all added together, ready to make the two races pay the price.
　　 The same thing was happening in the other two races at the same time. Both Fengzu or Linzu's direct descendants were killed, and the news that came was that they were killed by the Dragon.
In the predicament, the atmosphere of killing was permeated, and the war broke out. The three clans were completely involved in the war. Not only the three clans, but even the tribe's vassal races, also joined the war. For a time, the prehistoric blood flowed. Chenghe~EbookFREE.me~ corpses are like mountains.
After the war broke out for a hundred years, Zulong, Fengzu, and Linzu finally broke through the pinnacle of the quasi-sage and broke through, only to discover that the three clans have been fighting for a hundred years, and they are involved in such a wide range of The three can no longer stop this war.
　　 And when they left the customs, they, as the supreme masters of the three clans, suddenly tied a line of killing on their bodies, making their hearts suddenly murderous.
　　 "Big brother, you... have broken through?" Ao Tian, ​​the ancestral dragon palace of the dragon clan, said in surprise when he looked at the ancestral dragon leaving the pass.
　　 Zulong nodded: "Well, I broke through at the last minute, what is going on."
"Big brother...I'm sorry...All three seven-claw blood nephews were damaged." Ao Tian looked at Zulong guiltily, and a violent anger surged on his face: "It's the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan. For it, Ao Tian is not at odds with them."
　　 "What! Puff..." Zu Long stepped back and sat down all at once, three sons! He had only thirteen sons in total, nine of them were mixed, and only four were direct lines. Now there are no three of them, so Zulong doesn't hurt.
Zulong sat on the dragon chair, grief and indignant, suddenly the other people in the Dragon Palace did not dare to say anything, even Ao Tian didn’t say anything, the blood of the dragons was originally lacking, let alone the blood of the ancestor dragon, which was lost all at once. After three, Zulong couldn't bear it.
In the Dragon Palace, the tranquility was terrible, and there was no sound. Only the anger of Ancestral Dragon reverberated in the Dragon Palace. The coercion of the Quasi-Sage Peak made all the dragons tremble. The dragon is terrible.
　　 Suddenly, Zulong stood up proudly and looked in the direction of the Feng Clan and Qilin Clan, his momentum soared, and he roared out.
　　 "Roar! Ryuujiro, war! War! War!"