Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 454: The Lich Joins the Battle
The Thunder Patriarch holding the Thunder Rod looks like the King of the Nine Heavens. When his eyes turn, there is the power of thunder piercing the space. On his scepter, there is a purple light shining. It is he who brought the Purple Heaven King to life. Melted into it, it turns into the most beautiful purple pearl, shining forever in the world, and rampaging across the world with the power of thunder.

A gust of autumn wind blew through the air, and the Lord of the Plutoscorpions, dressed in a black imperial robe, appeared beside Patriarch Lei Ting. He stood there quietly, and he was the eternal Zhou Shan, who stood upright, with nine scorpion heads. The thorn shone with a faint cold light, and it seemed to be illuminated by the brilliance of the stars. With his eyebrows raised slightly, he said in a deep voice: "Lei Ting, the world is under control in this battle, and you and I can finally make a real move. From the time immemorial to the present, I have endured for countless years, regardless of life or death, let me give it a go!"

The eyes of the lord of the scorpion seem to be able to see into the future. How many strong bones have been buried in the long eternity. Although he stands on the peak today and looks down on all living beings, who dares to lightly say that tomorrow will be the same?

Dull drums sounded from the battle formations behind. All the ancient killing formations were evolved. Although the sages of the ancient clan had passed away long ago, they left behind large formations that shocked the past and the present. Each killing formation is truly When it is used, it has the power to shake the earth and kill the king.

At this moment, whether it is the Patriarch Thunder or the Lord of the Pluto Scorpion, he can't help but feel a heavy feeling in his heart, revealing the hidden strength of countless thousands of years. In this battle, even if he wins the final The victory is also a tragic victory.

Among the nine royal families of the ancient clan, each royal family has an incredible background, and they have even given birth to earth-shattering big shots.According to the rumors, there are even a few who are born with the blood of the demon god. If they have cultivated to a certain level, they can even inspire the inheritance of the demon god.

Every true Chaos Demon God is a unique existence, and the inheritance left behind will be fought by even the most powerful. The Demon God's inheritance contains the Demon God's own Dao, pointing directly to the source, which is a smooth road to the Dao.Even for the most powerful, it can be used to comprehend the Dao of the Demon God, supplement one's own Dao, and step onto a higher realm.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" came the melodious horn sound from the army, only the two emperors stood high above the sky, staring intently at the far east, as if they were pondering, as if they were accumulating their last strength.

"We of the Lei Ting Clan, born as the darlings of Thunder, are in charge of the world's thousands of thunders and rewards and punishments on behalf of the world. This is our mission, and it is also an unrivaled honor. Squeeze the Eastern Desolation, wash the brutal Wu Clan with blood, and let the glory of Thunder shine everywhere. The whole prehistoric world!" The thunder patriarch's deep voice echoed in the air, this was the first sound of thunder born in the heaven and earth, there was a faint zigzag thunder symbol in the air, as if it could land at any time.

"Follow the order of the ancestors, step down the eastern wasteland, wash the witch clan with blood, and open up a path of glory that belongs to Thunder!" Every strong member of the Thunder clan is full of pride at this moment, even if they die in battle, They also want to forge a glorious road with their lives, let their names be carved on it, leave immortal legends, and open up a glorious road for the latecomers.

On the other hand, the powerhouses of the Scorpion family gathered in groups, and there were even some Scorpios that hadn't yet taken shape that were constantly crawling, dancing their pincers proudly, as if they wanted to tear the sky apart, The corner of the mouth of the Lord of the Scorpion could not help but slightly cocked.

"Warriors of the Scorpion, today is the moment for us to create brilliance. This battle may last for a long time, and some people may die on the battlefield, but your names will always be engraved on the history of the Scorpion clan , you are the real warriors, and you have written the glory of the Scorpion family with your own blood!" The voice of the Scorpion Lord was passionate and angry, they had no way out, they had to march forward desperately, maybe they had a chance to achieve the Scorpion The true glory of the scorpion clan is the mission passed down from the ancient times, and it is also the wish of their clan.

"March! March! March! Forge the glory of the Scorpion family!" A loud voice sounded from behind the Scorpion Lord, giving him a ray of hope in his heart. Perhaps, this battle can be truly Shaping the glory of the Scorpion family, and he will become the greatest existence of the Scorpion family!
"Fight, the future of the War Demon Clan is under your control!" The War Demon God Palace floats above the entire Western Continent. This is the glory of the War Demon Clan, and also the glory of the War Demon Clan. Among them, perhaps only the Zhanmo clan is the most respected, and the strength of the Zhanmo master surpasses all clan emperors.

"War Demon! War Demon! War Demon! In the world, War Demon reigns supreme!" The countless strong men of the War Demon clan that existed like a long river shouted loudly and violently in unison.

"Witch Clan, this time, we are going to set foot on the beautiful and rich Eastern Wasteland, where there are abundant resources and all kinds of natural treasures, only our noble Saint Clan are qualified to use them, and crush the Witch Clan , Youying clan, march in! March in! March in!" Even though the Youying Emperor is a woman, he possesses arrogance no less than that of any man, standing in the air, his voice is full of arrogance.

"This time, we will definitely crush the witch clan, and let us be respected in the prehistoric world!" The Shadow Emperor covered his face with a light veil, dancing with a graceful figure, thinking leisurely in his heart, a pair of icy beautiful eyes constantly blinking.

"Raise the spear in your hand and put on the sacred battle armor. We are the pride of the Wu tribe, and we are the glory of the Wu tribe." A brigade of about ten thousand Wu tribe warriors sang an ancient battle song and moved towards Marching forward with big strides, every warrior of the Wu clan is full of energy and high spirits, as if this trip is not a life-and-death fight, but a game, with their heads held high, and the spears in their hands are tightly held .

In front of the battle formation of the Wu Clan, there are three leading big witches. The aura of each big witch is surging, like a volcano that can erupt at any time. The ancient and mysterious aura emanates from them, and it is from the Pangu Hall. The great witch who came out of it carried this special aura.

In the battle of life and death, many faces that had never been seen before appeared in the witch clan. Each of these unfamiliar faces had at least the cultivation base of the great witch realm. Not to mention, the strongest sky-level witch is comparable to the sub-sage who is in the realm of kings, and even the weakest witch is also an existence in the realm of gods and humans, and his combat power is far superior to that of ordinary gods and humans.

Although the three leading witches seem rough, they are still very cautious. This kind of battle, such as ambushes, basically has no effect, unless a large formation is set up to introduce powerful enemies into it. It is the mainstream of the war, and the strength of the individual, in this kind of war, is extremely small.

Allowing the sub-sage king to face ten thousand warriors of the Wu tribe alone will also produce a sense of powerlessness. Ten thousand warriors, deploying a large formation of the Wu tribe, is enough to suppress the invincible king and make the existence of the king's realm drink hatred Among them, this is the power of the big formation.

"Tianman, do you feel a murderous aura?" Among the three leading witches, a witch dressed in khaki holds a mysterious staff, on which there seem to be several skulls emerging. In the image of a ferocious beast, there seems to be the roar of a ferocious beast, as if it is struggling.

"Diman, there may be a powerful enemy lying down, not a single strong man, it should be the army of those ancient tribes!" Like a crawling real beast, his expression was indifferent, his eyes turned to the light of wisdom, and he glanced in one direction without leaving a trace, as if he hadn't found anything.Every pair of warriors of the Wu tribe has its own mission to protect one side. Although these teams are not the real main force of the battle, they still have the power that ordinary strong men dare not provoke, even ordinary kings dare not provoke A Wu Clan battle formation of [-] warriors.

"Continue marching forward, don't need to stay!" The third great witch glanced at the back, made a simple gesture, and said loudly. Compared with the other two great witches, this big witch is much more delicate, There is no arrogance in him, just like a humble gentleman, only the cold light that flashes between his eyes, reveals that this great witch is not a gentle and strong man.

The warriors of the Wu tribe continued to move forward, as if nothing had happened. They were responsible for guarding this territory, and it was their duty to patrol all directions every day.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all these lowly Wu Clan!" A Wu Clan warrior stepped on a corner of the formation as if he didn't care. In the battle armor, a fierce army with a horn on its head burst out, carrying a boundless bloody aura, causing many storms.

"Heaven Man, Earth Man, set up a big formation. Today our three brothers are going to kill all these bastards. They dare to invade our territory of the witch clan. It is an unforgivable crime!" He opened one eye and looked at the strong men of the War Demon Clan full of naked killing intent, without any cover up. At this moment, it was a bloody fight, and only the truly strong could win.

The originally peaceful Wu Clan warriors seemed to have transformed into a Wu Clan killing formation in an instant, and the boundless evil spirit was constantly tumbling. Ten thousand Wu Clan fighters burst out their full fighting power in an instant, like an ancient killing formation, Strangled in the direction of the powerful members of the War Demon Clan.

Boundless blood was flowing, the bright red blood dyed the earth red, forming small rivers, the three big witches of the witch clan manifested the real body of the big witch, and took away dozens of war demons with each attack This is a real meat grinder, frantically strangling and killing the powerful members of the War Demon Clan.

"You despicable witch clan, dare to plot against us, sons, follow me and kill all the offal of the witch clan!" A powerful warrior from the war demon clan had a single horn shining with cold light, and his figure appeared in the sky In the middle, the eyes were full of angry flames. Originally, they wanted to plot against such a team of ten thousand warriors of the Wu tribe, and even made a great victory without wasting any power. At this moment, it seems that the vigilance of the Wu tribe far exceeds theirs Unexpectedly, without making a fuss, they have already discovered their ambush, and even started to counterattack forcefully.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" A warrior of the War Demon clan seemed to be in a madness, and rushed out of the formation without any concealment. In war, the strong of the War Demon clan will never be afraid of any strong.

One by one unicorns dance in the air, showing their demeanor one by one with all kinds of weird means. The warriors of the War Demon Clan are worthy of being the invincible emperors among the ancient clan. The strength of every fighter is far beyond their own realm , Even without the help of the power of the big formation, they still rushed towards the big formation of the Wu clan brazenly.

A warrior of the War Demon Clan fell on the spot, but almost broke away from the formation of the Wu Clan, and some warriors of the War Demon Clan killed the Wu Clan fighters with a single horn. This is a real killing. There is no morality to speak of. Only by breaking through the opponent's defense and defeating the enemy can one find a way out.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!This moment is vividly displayed, whether it is the warriors of the witch clan or the warriors of the war demon clan, they are all fighting desperately, even when they are dying, they have to bite off a piece of meat from the enemy's body, which is extremely ruthless , swore to the death to pull the powerful enemy back.

"Kill! Gather the truth about the ancestral witches and crush them all!" Diman held a staff in his hand, his upper body was naked, and as he waved the staff, he mobilized the power of the earth and rolled forward, drowning Liuqi in an instant. A warrior of the War Demon clan who was still charging forward.

"Kill! Let's go fight, for the prosperity of the Wu Clan, for the glory of the Wu Clan!" Tianman shouted loudly, without stopping at all, and rushed forward.

The strong man of the War Demon clan standing in the sky seemed to be really angry, his eyes were filled with blood, and his horn was soaring up to the sky.

"Open the ancient ritual, the horn of the war demon, smash all obstacles!"

(End of this chapter)