Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 366
In this monstrous ocean of fighting spirit, there are as many Jinxian Taiyis as there are cow hairs, unable to stir up the slightest wave.

Even Da Luo Jinxian is just a piece of the waves, and it is difficult to overturn the overall situation of this monstrous battlefield.

At this moment, the hundred great witches of the witch clan and the 28 demon saints and demon gods of the monster clan are far away from each other, and they are all behind the endless army.

The army of witch clan began to meet the tide of monster clan and beasts.

"Boom~"

The earth trembled, countless hisses pierced the eardrums, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and flesh and blood splattered.

In the central position of the 28th domain, the demon god Bai Ze sits in command and dispatches the demon clan battlefield.

Qi stood behind Bai Ze with an indifferent face, without saying a word, he never interfered in the overall planning of these large formations.

Bai Ze's primordial spirit has been functioning to the extreme, distracting the thousands of races of the monster race, and coordinating the ever-changing battlefield is really exhausting.

Bai Ze Yuanshen sent an order to the Soul Devouring Monster Clan in the 28th Domain: "Myriad Soul Monster Saints, take out your clan's clan treasure!"

In front of the battlefield, a demon saint looked slightly hesitant. He heard the command of the commander of the demon god Bai Ze, but he replied: "Commander, is it too early to use our family's secret treasure at this moment?"

Bai Ze shook his head, "It's now! If you wait, the two clans will go into a melee, and they will only accidentally injure more Yaozu clansmen."

Hearing this, the demon sage could only solemnly say: "This subordinate respectfully obeys the command of the commander!"

The Wanhun Yaosheng waved his hand and shouted: "Soul Devourers obey the order, build the Wanhun Formation!"

Down below, tens of thousands of Soul Devourers lined up in an instant, holding banners large and small, chanting words in their mouths, and the mysterious soul lights converged into a blue mist.

Wanhun Yaosheng said coldly: "Let you witch clan experience the horror of our Soul Eater clan."

There is an invisible soul wandering in the huge blue mist, manipulating the mist to diffuse towards the position of the Wu tribe.

In an instant, all the witches who were shrouded in the mist fell into a coma, as if they had lost their souls.

The Wu Clan doesn't have a primordial spirit, but they are conscious. As long as they can confuse the Wu Clan's consciousness, the life and death of the Wu Clan can be easily controlled.

Such a strange situation made all the witches feel vigilant, and they retreated away from the blue mist.

All of a sudden, in this Lich battlefield, the army of the Monster Race rampaged, overwhelming the Lich Race.

But the good times didn't last long, an angry shout came, and a big witch yelled coldly: "A group of little soul beasts dare to seek death!"

He waved a huge fan in his hand, and instantly raised ten thousand winds to disperse the fog.

On the other side of the battlefield, more than a hundred white figures suddenly sprang out from the tide of monster beasts, which turned into tens of thousands of feet in an instant, and they turned out to be Tianhu people!

As soon as the sky fox showed itself these days, it raised its nine long and thick fox tails behind it, swung them wildly in the battlefield, and knocked away countless witches.

Moreover, due to the strong figure of the fox clan and the sharp claws, they went out together with the nine people, which immediately caused chaos in the Wu clan camp.

At the Shebi Corpse Department, hundreds of tribesmen carried out two huge coffins that were hundreds of feet in size, and opened the heavy seals. The other witch tribes retreated cautiously in an instant. Only two old witches stepped forward and were instantly pierced by two claws in the coffin. Body, all witch blood was sucked dry in an instant.

Afterwards, two figures, one black and one white, suddenly flew out of the coffin, and under the guidance of the witch weapons in the hands of other witches, they rushed towards the tide of monster beasts.

The black and white corpses are like two blood-sucking demons, no matter how powerful the monsters are, they can't stop them from rushing forward and sucking in a fierce breath, then they die with blood.

In the north, there was a huge banner engraved with the "Xuanming" two witch patterns. On the mountain of perseverance, endless snow and ice fell, freezing thousands of miles, and the power of the goose feather snow and extreme cold frozen countless monster races.

In the southern battlefield, there was a sound of birdsong, and the divine birds flew into the sky, unfolding their huge tail screens, but they were peacocks, emitting divine light, and captured the Wu clan in each of the five elements. The witches who arrived were taken away without any resistance.

On another battlefield, tall war witches burning with fiery flames crazily rushed into the tide of the demon clan, burning countless demon clan to death without any hindrance.

On a plain, a thunderball containing terrifying lightning power fell, shaking the ground and killing at least hundreds of thousands of beasts.

A demon saint yelled angrily, got up and released the treasure of the town, one side of the ten mysterious flags fluttered in the wind, and ten mysterious lights roamed the battlefield, frantically harvesting the lives of the Wu clan.

In the east, the wooden combat soldiers of the witch clan, who were born one after another, stepped onto the battlefield like puppets. They were extremely fierce, and there were also strange spiritual trees with different magical powers, which took away the lives of countless beasts.

In the southwest, huge pythons roamed and divided the battlefield, devouring an unknown number of witches. The scales on their bodies were so hard that even the mighty witches couldn't break through them for a while.

On the central battlefield, the Yaozu Le Dao was able to play the Fuxiqin, and the most beautiful melody was spread throughout the battlefield, but it caused the minds of countless Wu tribes to explode.

The twelve Tianmang knives were erected, like twelve terrifying gods of death, and one by one Wu tribe fell to the ground with their heads in different places.

The seven stars whipped the moon, like seven stars falling to the ground. When the stars fell, countless witches were killed.

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One by one, the monster treasures showed their power, harvesting the lives of countless monster and witch clansmen.

Corpses piled up on the ground like a mountain, the blood stained the ground red, and the sound of killing pierced the sky.

Countless Lich's eyes turned red, and wisps of calamity invaded the luck of the two clans of the Lich, and began to devour the luck of the two clans.

Under the ground, Hou Tu watched the lich corpses fall one after another, feeling pained but silent in his heart.

She is no longer a witch, and has no position or reason to help the witch clan.

She wants to save the last chance to give the Wu clan a chance.

In the sky, more than three hundred demon saints, twelve demon gods, and even the four emperor ranks fell silent.

Even if you know that there will be countless deaths and injuries in the two battles between liches, you know that you know, and you are still shocked and sad when you witness it with your own eyes.

On the building wood, Qing Ling had already opened his eyes, opened his eyes, and watched this fight, the world's slaughter was repeated again, just like the killing of dragon and phoenix, as if it was the reincarnation of history, how similar is this scene?
Such a fight seems so meaningless and sad in Qingling's eyes, just because of the word "meaning calamity".

Qingling sighed in his heart, he had just come out of the world in the dragon and phoenix era, and he was powerless to change the world.

Today, he is no longer what he used to be. He is going to fight, fight with the world, and fight for a different ending.

In Chaos, outside Wa Palace, Sanqing gathered again.

Nuwa didn't say a word, she just closed the gate of Wa Palace, shut Sanqing out, and didn't let Sanqing step into Wa Palace.

Even though Sanqing was bored, he still stood guard outside Wa Palace, blowing the wind of chaos, waiting for the end of the Lich Era.

On Mount Sumeru, he was guided to the sky and walked into the chaos.

With a smile on his face, Zhunti came all the way, stopped under Jianmu, and said with a smile: "I'm bothering fellow Taoist. I've been traveling eastward for a long time. I want to rest for a while or two in the Taoist dojo. Is it possible?"

On Jianmu, Qingling smiled lightly, "Since the sage has come, I have lost my way to meet him, but I am still in the pass, so I can't get up to meet him in person, don't blame the sage!"

　Because the upper limit is waived, there will only be one update in these two days, and five chapters will be added a day on July 7, so don't worry!
　　
　
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