The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 63 East China Sea War
While the old man of the Styx was filled with frustration and anger, Shi Mo, who had just killed two corpses, was in seclusion in the Eight Treasures Cloud Light Cave of the Jiuding Tiecha Mountain, and was consolidating his cultivation level.

"Hmm?" Shi Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, and Taoist Xingyun, the incarnation of the good corpse, and Taoist Honglian, the incarnation of the evil corpse, who were sitting cross-legged in the air beside him, all had slightly changed expressions and suddenly opened their eyes:
"A fight at the Quasi-Saint level? This aura Chaos Bell? The East Sea demons attacked the dragons? Donghuang Taiyi fought Zhulong, and the demon master Kunpeng also took action? They have all beheaded corpses, no wonder they are so confident!"

Feeling the increasingly surging and violent energy fluctuations coming from the direction of the East China Sea, Shi Mo could no longer sit still. He hurriedly stood up and walked out of the Babao Yunguang Cave.

Shi Mo, who has reached the level of a second-level quasi-saint, can now easily twist and tear space to travel with his current cultivation and understanding of space. His speed is much faster than escaping by relying on the earth vein network.

If they were saints, even though the prehistoric world was vast, the distance in space would no longer be an obstacle. As long as there were no other saints to stop them, they could easily reach any place in the prehistoric world.

In the vast East China Sea, as the three quasi-saint-level powerful beings fought against each other, the entire East China Sea was boiling. In the surging sea water, countless aquatic creatures and fish were affected and died or injured in large numbers.

Many powerful dragon warriors also led the water tribe army to stay away, watching the battle between the three quasi-saints with nervous worry.

In the distance above the nine heavens, on the clouds filled with evil and murderous aura, in front of the endless demon army, several demon saints led by Bai Ze were eager to fight.

"Bai Ze, take action! Use the last so-called elite of the dragon army to train my demon army!" Di Jun's cold voice sounded in Bai Ze's ears.

"The Demon King has ordered to destroy the dragon army!" Bai Ze took a deep breath and gave an order. Immediately, the mighty demon army, led by several demon saints, rushed towards the dragon army on the distant sea.

On the sea surface where water mist gathered, the dragon army suddenly became a little panicked when faced with the demon army pouring down like the weak water from the sky.

The dragon clan today is no longer the largest clan in the prehistoric world that once dominated the world and was considered to be the most powerful among the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn at the beginning of the world.

Compared to the Phoenix and Qilin tribes whose luck has almost dissipated, even if the Dragon tribe still has some foundation, it is just a group of remnants of defeated soldiers. How many old people in the Dragon army are there who survived the Longhan Disaster?

Most of the new recruits of the water tribe have never experienced life and death, injury, or the baptism of war. How can they fight against the elite of the demon tribe who often fight and see blood with the witch tribe?

"Bai Ze! My dragon clan has already agreed to bow to the demon clan, why don't you keep your word?" Among the powerful dragons in front of the dragon army, Ao Guang, who was dressed in a silver robe, couldn't help but roared.

"Submission should be expressed in a submissive manner. Since you, the dragon clan, have chosen to bow your heads, you should send people to the Heavenly Court to pay tribute and submit to the Demon King, rather than just surrendering in name only," Bai Ze responded with a sneer.

"Why waste time talking to him? If you want to destroy my dragon clan, then use their blood and corpses to feed the fish and shrimp of my dragon clan!" Ao Li said as he transformed into a chilling ice-blue dragon and rushed towards the demon army.

Amidst the sounds of angry roars and sharp claws tearing flesh, Ao Li cut a bloody path through the demon army. Blood was splattered everywhere, and some demons, reduced to their original forms or minced meat, fell from mid-air into the sea.

"Looking for death!" A cold shout was heard, like a storm coming together, and Ji Meng's figure suddenly appeared and killed him, swinging the three-pronged fork in his hand and hitting Ao Li directly.

Amidst the painful dragon roars, Ao Li was thrown out directly, with dragon blood gushing out of his mouth. His body quickly shrank and turned into a human form.

"Ao Li!" Ao Ming, a handsome man in yellow tights, flew forward to catch Ao Li. At the same time, the other dragon warriors gritted their teeth and charged towards the demon army: "Kill!"

"Ji Meng, you traitor to the dragon clan!" Ao Qing, the current pillar of the dragon clan, directly attacked the demon saint Ji Meng.

"Haha. After today, there won't be any dragons left. What's the point of talking about betrayal? I have more than just dragon blood," Ji Meng said with a disdainful laugh as he joined Ao Qing in battle. The demon and dragon armies soon engaged in a melee, but in terms of both momentum and strength, the dragon army, composed mostly of water creatures with very few actual dragons, was clearly at a disadvantage.

At the same time, under the combined siege of Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng, especially after Donghuang Taiyi activated the Chaos Bell, Zhulong, who had also displayed great strength, gradually began to feel unable to resist.
"Is this the true strength of Zhulong? He's only at the level of a First Corpse Quasi-Saint, and his physical strength is no less than that of an Ancestral Witch. His realm is also high enough, and his true strength is probably close to that of a Second Corpse Quasi-Saint. If Donghuang Taiyi didn't have the Chaos Bell, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to suppress him." Shi Mo, who had quietly arrived and was watching the battle from afar, couldn't help but look moved.

"It seems that he, like the Ancestral Dragon, is a descendant of the Chaos Gods and Demons. However, his cultivation seems to be suppressed! Is this the result of the dragon race's declining fortune? Abandoned by the Heavenly Dao?"

"Fellow Daoist Shi Mo," Dong Wanggong, who suddenly flew over, couldn't help but ask, "Are we just going to watch from here?"

"Or you can help the dragon clan?" Shi Mo glanced at him and asked without comment.

Dong Wanggong was speechless after hearing this. He hadn't been able to chop off the corpse yet, so if he intervened rashly, he would be just serving as a burden.

However, seeing that Zhulong, with such a powerful strength, was still suppressed by the demon clan, Dong Wanggong couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. He hoped that Shi Mo, the quasi-saint whose cultivation seemed to have become even more powerful and unfathomable, could stop the demon clan.

"Brother Shi Mo" accompanied by a familiar shout, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun also flew over from a distance.

What Shi Mo didn't expect was that not only Zhen Yuanzi had become a quasi-saint, but even Hong Yun had been beheaded.

How could he, with his lazy nature, become a Quasi-Sage so quickly? Could it be because he helped repair the western earth veins and gained merit?

"Haha, Brother Shi Mo, you didn't expect that? Now I have become a quasi-saint by beheading corpses."

Hong Yun, who was laughing loudly, felt the unfathomable and mysterious aura surging from Shi Mo when he got closer. His expression froze. "You... you killed the two corpses?"

"What a coincidence! I just killed the evil corpse before coming here," Shi Mo said with a smile, and then said to Zhen Yuanzi beside him: "Brother Zhen Yuan, congratulations!"

"I can't compare to you," Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and smiled.

Hong Yun, who had just reacted, was even more depressed. "Brother Shi Mo, it's only been a short while, and you've already killed two corpses. Maybe by the time Daozu gives his third sermon, you'll have already become a Three Corpse Quasi-Sage!"

"It's not that easy to cut off my three corpses." Shi Mo shook his head and smiled.

At the same time, as the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, the dazzling beam of light from Zhulong's one eye, who was fighting with all his strength, collided violently with the Chaos Bell that was smashing down.

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