He looked at the Five Saints with a calm gaze, but Wei Ziqing was not talking.

hand……

Lift up...

Buzz!

A sudden vibration came from the vast land.

Sudden!

The sky of the entire prehistoric continent suddenly cracked.

The vast and mysterious river of destiny is presented to everyone.

There, a huge hand suddenly appeared, stirring the entire river of destiny, and the entire river of destiny became stormy in an instant.

It was also at this moment...

The river of fate suddenly urged countless golden lights.

These golden lights hang down to the world like silk threads, landing in the prehistoric continent, as if the entire prehistoric world had rained.

These threads appear,

Feng Zu's face suddenly turned dead.

The silk threads in China were constantly passing by, with human figures, the roar of the dragon, the running of the unicorn, the cry of the phoenix...

It is the line of fate of people from the three tribes.

He actually raised his hand and pulled the fate of the people of the three tribes out of the river of fate.

Not only she was desperate, but even the saints were desperate.

This terrifying method...

Are you really a saint?

They can't do this!

"No!"

Feng Zu let out a wailing voice, begging, despair, wanting Wei Ziqing to be kind...

Can……

Click...

The silk threads were torn apart out of thin air.

It was also in an instant.

In various parts of the prehistoric continent, countless people from the three tribes who escaped the war suddenly exploded!

Bloody rain started in the sky!

That is the bloody rain of people from the three tribes...

"What a cruel method!"

Countless creatures swallowed their saliva and were in great horror.

With a raised hand, all three clans were destroyed...

Millions of strong men, he actually...

Could it be that it is really under the saints, and everything goes through is an ants?

"What a vicious Hongmeng Qinglian Holy Emperor!"

The harsh stuttered on the spot.

But he could only do this, and he didn't dare to do anything at all!

Millions of people from the three tribes were destroyed with their hands, and Wei Ziqing's face did not change at all.

It's like doing something worth mentioning.

His eyes finally looked at Feng Zu for the first time: "Pre-cut it directly!"

He said.

Feng Zu laughed bitterly.

Looking at him, and then at the woman in his arms.

"Wrong, all are wrong!"

With this scream, the body suddenly exploded, and the soul was destroyed...

She has no face to live.

The three tribes that once looked down on the prehistoric world were completely extinct from the prehistoric world in less than an hour!

The prehistoric world is quiet.

Countless creatures seemed to have stopped breathing.

However……

All this is just the beginning!

"You, do you need this emperor to ask you out?"

A faint voice came from Wei Ziqing's mouth...

"What?"

"There are still people?"

"who?"

Above the sky, the faces of the five saints changed.

There are still people in this Phoenix Tribe?

There was no one around...

It seemed as if Wei Ziqing was talking to the air.

Wei Ziqing said lightly: "What? Isn't you willing to come out? I plan to plot against the three clans and plot against the disciples of this emperor. Do you think that I can be busy with this emperor if I hide it from the common people and the saints?"

It was also at this time...

Wei Ziqing suddenly sneered: "I, have you told me to leave?"

Rumble!

Wei Ziqing suddenly reached out with one hand.

His hands passed through the void directly, as if leading to another world...

When his hand appeared, the saints in the sky exclaimed: "Men of the Demon Clan, how is this... this possible? Why didn't we discover it!"

At this moment, Wei Ziqing was holding a man shrouded in black fog in his hand!

He held a black spear, which was the innate treasure: the God-Devouring Spear!

"You said, should I call you Luohu? Or should I call you: Lucifa, the god clan?"

Wei Ziqing looked at the demon man who was being caught by him and said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the man who was caught looked extremely frightened: "You...who are you? How did you know!"

Wei Ziqing looked at him lightly.

No words.

How did he know?

As early as the moment when he became a saint, some of the missing memories before were completely perfected in an instant. It would be very difficult to not know about it!

It was also true that he realized that Luohu was not a person from the demon clan at all!

But the gods: Lucifer!

That eighth universe king, the lord of the gods: the son of God!

The reason why it appears here is God's intention.

It is not easy for the gods to invade the Ninth Universe. The only way is to build a large formation in the Ninth Universe, which has achieved the ability to break through the barrier of the universe!

And this Western style is a saint who was forced to send over by the gods who exhausted countless resources!

It was just because the plan changed, the body was broken when teleported and he was unhappy to possess a fallen demon god. This demon god was Luohu!

If you want to build a successful formation, you must have a lot of blood, resentment and a lot of soul help. This is why Luohu designed to provoke a catastrophe of the three major races!

Everything is just a preparation for the invasion of the gods!

"God clan, what are you?"

The five great saints instantly appeared in front of Wei Ziqing.
To be continued...