Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 470
"Second brother, do you really want to stop me from taking revenge for elder brother?" Wuxin Demon Ancestor said in a deep voice, looking at Wutian Demon Ancestor who looked a little indifferent, with a ray of sadness and ruthlessness in his eyes, and he was himself His elder brother could not be brought up by the Demon Ancestor, and even the Inability Demon Ancestor existed in his heart like a father.

Wutian Demon Ancestor put down the teacup in his hand, looked at his younger brother in front of him, smiled slightly, and then said softly: "Third brother, the time has not come yet, the Lich dominates the prehistoric world, it has long been a foregone conclusion, the decline of the ancient clan, Right now, if you take action at this moment, not only will it be useless, you may even lose your life!"

The Wutian Demon Ancestor, who is proficient in various secret arts, is like a wise and wise leader. He can see through reality at a glance and see the essence. With a swipe of his hand, two rounds of golden suns are fighting in the air. deviation.It is this little deviation that makes Wutian Demon Ancestor firmly believe that the two clans of liches can finally win the final victory. Although it may be a miserable victory, they are the winners in the end.

The decline of the ancient clan made him immediately think in his mind that in the ancient times, the final failure of his master who ruled the world was not caused by the power of life, it was God's will, what a plan!Let your supernatural powers be unrivaled and your magic power soaring, after all, you will not be able to overcome God's will.

A gloomy look flashed across the eyes of the Wuxin Demon Ancestor, and he said in disbelief, "Should I just let the Ancestor Witch roam free forever and not avenge my elder brother? I would rather die in battle than suffer forever." Such pain!"

The expression of Wuxin Demon Ancestor was a little crazy. Countless years of submerged cultivation had already given him obsession. Wutian Demon Ancestor's expression moved, and he stretched out his finger, and a black lotus flower fell, covering Wuxin Demon Ancestor.

"Third brother, you have to understand that in this world, there will never be a long-term victorious Jiuchang, whether it is the ancient clan or today's second Lich clan, it is impossible. Once the Lich clan declines, our Waiting for the two brothers to attack together, we will definitely behead the ancestor witch, avenge the elder brother, and put an end to the hatred in his heart!" The eyes of the Wutian Demon ancestor revealed the brilliance of wisdom, and he shouted loudly, the voice was like the evening drum and the morning bell, Huang Zhong Dalu.

The Wuxin Demon Ancestor's expression was shocked, as if he had realized it instantly, the Wuxin Pillar behind him turned and disappeared behind him, and there was no trace of him anymore. He opened his eyes and said just now: "If that's the case, then let Let the witches be at ease for a while, and in the future, I will definitely slaughter hundreds of millions of witches, so that I can vent my hatred in my heart!"

His voice was full of killing intentions, without any concealment, the Wuxin Demon Ancestor practiced the Wuxin Pillar, condensed a demon heart, just to kill the ancestor witch, this is his obsession!

"Luck is like a dragon, fate is like a great day, and the way of fate is mysterious. No one can really predict what will happen in the next moment!" Wutian Demon Ancestor is full of lofty meaning. At this moment, He is like the real ancestor of all demons, not a monk who is reclining and meditating.

"If there is no accident in this battle, if other strong people join the battle, the ancient clan's downfall will be at this moment!" Wutian Demon Ancestor also felt a little sad in his heart. He never thought that it would be as strong as the ancient clan. The royal family stands tall, the ancient clan stands in countless numbers, and there are many powerful people emerging one after another, so they will be defeated.

Looking at the nine heavens, he seemed to see a shadow covering the whole prehistoric world, leading the whole world towards the established track, mysterious and powerful, in the haze, he seemed to feel the entanglement of fate, the witch The future of the demon will definitely be bleak.

Thinking of this, Wutian Demon Ancestor couldn't help but sink in his heart. If you let your supernatural powers surpass the world, you will not be able to escape the revolution of the heavens and the earth. , Is it not the fate?

Every one of the most powerful people in the world is as powerful as the heavens and the earth, and their methods are even more fierce. It is extremely difficult to kill an extremely strong person, even a strong person in the realm of heaven.In the way of destiny, when one dies, life and death cannot be controlled by oneself. Perhaps, the fall of his master, the demon lord Rahu, is like this.

"Our brothers still need to be patient. Once our two brothers step into the realm of the strongest and condense their own avenues, they will have the opportunity to control their own destiny. At least they have the qualifications to fight against the ever-changing situation. !" A complex expression flashed across the Wutian Demon Ancestor's face. Looking at the entire prehistoric world, there seemed to be six huge chains, sealing the sky and the earth, and their luck was integrated with the entire prehistoric world. If the real world is not destroyed, they will have eternal life. qualifications.

"One day, I will go to that step and look down on the ants in the world!" Wutian Demon Ancestor thought to himself, and couldn't help but clenched his fist tightly.

In the depths of the starry sky, 300 years of fighting have caused the two sides to break pieces of the real starry sky, and even extend the battlefield deeper.The loud bells rang continuously in the entire starry sky, and the three-legged Golden Crow hugging the bronze bell stood across the sky. The three legs looked like a supreme divine tripod, standing in the sky, dancing the sky, earth, and yin and yang, stirring up the sun, the moon, and the wind and clouds.The wings are like a cover, and between the incitement, they control the sky and the stars, all for their use. The blazing real fire of the sun is constantly shooting out from the body of the Golden Crow. The flame of the world god can even burn space, and can burn laws, and its power is infinite.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi turned into a golden sun and struck the bronze bell in his hand. Above the ancient divine bell, there emerged statues of thousands of monsters bowing their heads. The breath shakes the entire starry sky, and snowflakes fall from the sky alone in the battle against the Snow Saint. This kind of scene shocks the sky forever.

Donghuang's wings are floating, and the sky is full of stars like a meteor shower, densely packed, pressing towards the opposite Snow Saint, the white-clothed Snow Saint holds the snow mountain with his hands, like an ancient giant god, holding up a piece of starry sky, hunting in white clothes, even stained with traces of blood , as powerful as him, but also to face Donghuang Taiyi in the starry sky with a dignified expression.

The continuous power of the stars allowed Donghuang Taiyi to urge the treasure in his hands without fear, and brought the power of the Chaos Divine Bell to an extreme. Every time the Divine Bell was struck, it shocked the entire starry sky.The Chaos Clock, one of the three treasures that opened the sky, is known as the number one treasure in heaven and earth, and is the most respected among the innate treasures, unstoppable.In the hands of Pan Gu, it was even a legend that once suppressed Chaos and was known as undefeated.

The divine clock is immeasurable, although the Eastern Emperor Taiyi never really refined the chaotic clock, he mobilized the power of the entire demon clan in a vain attempt to reverse the divine clock and become a real sacred object of the demon clan.The stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the sense of crisis in Donghuang Taiyi's heart, as if it came from the chaotic clock that accompanied him.

The divine bell mingled, and when the head was covered, it accommodated the entire starry sky and pressed against Xuesheng, as if it wanted to drive Xuesheng to extinction. In the starry sky, the three-legged Golden Crow is the eternal powerhouse. It is absolutely impossible for Huang Taiyi to ring the Chaos Clock continuously.With the help of the power of the stars in the starry sky, Donghuang Taiyi was able to continuously ring the Donghuang Bell in his hand. In Donghuang Taiyi's heart, he wanted to keep this divine bell in the monster clan forever, and reverse the name of the divine bell. , known as the Eastern Emperor Bell, is the same.

Thousands of monsters moved together, tearing the sky apart. At this moment, Xue Sheng looked calm and firm, and the snow mountain in his hand flew out, and the ancient vicissitudes of life came out from it.This is the first time that Xuesheng used his own treasure. It was born with him, and it took hundreds of millions of years to temper it. It can even turn the influence of the entire southern continent into a world of ice and snow, which shows the power of this treasure.

An ancient kingdom of gods emerged, and gods and men bowed their heads to worship Xuesheng. Xuesheng was like a real saint, absorbing the power of all living beings and mobilizing the treasures in his hands.The white divine light appeared, and the entire snow mountain instantly turned into a size of a million feet, standing in the ancient kingdom of God, and the snow saint's white clothes fluttered like immortal gods.

"The world has changed, but I live forever!" Xue Sheng pointed to the sky with one hand and pointed to the ground with the other. Strong power, eternal breath.

The avenue seems to be disappearing, the starry sky seems to be disillusioned, only a piece of pure white snowflakes fluttering in the air, deducing the existence of the Tao, the hexagonal rotation, like the universe, the mysterious and mysterious power circulates in it, even if the incarnation is three-legged The Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Golden Crow couldn't help but affirm in his heart that a moment is eternity.

"Break!" A violent shout came from Xue Sheng's mouth, his voice was as powerful as the sky, and his divine power shook the stars, disillusioning the entire starry sky. At this moment, Xue Sheng finally showed his strongest power.

Ten thousand demons are disillusioned in an instant, only the divine clock flutters in the air, and the pure white six-petal snowflakes fall on the top of the bronze clock, as if to suppress this treasure, the tyrannical power of Tao is constantly rotating, forming a vortex, Even contains the power of the stars.

"铛!" A crisp bell sounded, and Donghuang Taiyi recovered his expression in an instant. He activated the divine bell to contend with the power of Tao. St. direction.

"Taiyi, a real strong man cannot be defeated by relying on one or two treasures. Otherwise, in the ancient times, so many strong men with innate spiritual treasures would not have fallen. Breaking the Heavenly Dao, condensing the Dao, is the only way!" Xue Sheng looked solemn and solemn, turning all kinds of power with his fingertips, this is the real power of the Dao, an existence that only the strongest can comprehend, a powerful one The finger pierces the starry sky and kills the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. The destructive power contained in this finger is enough to kill any monarch in the river realm.

(End of this chapter)