How strong is the Kirin King?

The endless earth veins were poured into his body, and the second ancestor of Phoenix was slapped away by his palm and swept into the sky without any trace.

The vastness of the vast land of the prehistoric land is, the strength of the Qilin King, or the strength of the future.

The vast earth veins poured into the body. King Qilin actually resisted the killing of the Ancestral Dragon and the Phoenix Ancestors with the strangeness of the Kunlun Mirror, and the two sides fought hard to distinguish.

This is an extremely wonderful misunderstanding!

King Qilin thought that the second ancestor of Ancestral Dragon and Phoenix had decided to kill all his Qilin tribes in this battle. How could he not fight to the death?

The Qilin King sacrificed Buzhou and melted the Buzhou mountain veins for millions of years. No one knew how strong his strength was except himself.

In theory, the Qilin King will sacrifice the entire Great Wasteland Vein and realize the authenticity. One-half of the power of the entire universe will belong to him.

It is already a state of harmony with the Tao!

The power of infinite earth veins is blessed by it. At this time, the Qilin King continuously activated the Kunlun Mirror. For a moment, the Three Ancestors killed the tragic death, and all the masters fell like rain.

"What a strong Qilin King!" Zulong's body exploded, and was shattered by the Qilin King's palm. The Chaos Pearl flew out backwards, and the spiritual light flashed in the void. The body reorganized, and his face became gloomy.

"No wonder my beloved wife suddenly turned against her and attacked the Qilin clan. I didn't expect that this old qilin would be hidden so deeply. If the dragon clan is destroyed in the future, the one who is unlucky will be my Phoenix clan! You and I will never be the opponent of this old guy!" Feng Zu looked at the Huang Zu with lingering fear, sorted out the law of scattering, and his heart was full of throbbing: "How did your beloved wife know that this old qilin is hiding evil intentions?"

Huang Zu's eyelids twitched when he heard this. She didn't want to unravel this beautiful misunderstanding. It's best that this misunderstanding will last forever.

"I also noticed something was wrong, and there was some noise in the secret, so I took action!" Huang Zu said slowly: "With the power of the three of us, I couldn't suppress him. It seems that I still need to ask the Second Ancestor of Time to take action!"

Zulong looked sideways at the gods' residence: "The second ancestor of time is the best time to seize the Kunlun Mirror, this is the only time. If you miss today, you may not have the opportunity to have today."

"No, so you must not miss this good opportunity!" Time twisted, and the God of Time appeared on the scene: "If you can give me the Kunlun Mirror, even a saint, you may not be able to deal with it."

"Haha, God of Time, don't forget who proposed to give you a place for the gods to recuperate? Who gave you the gods the chance to return to the great wilderness! Do you want to be kind and revenge? What about the glory of the gods? King Qilin couldn't help but change his face when he saw the second ancestor of time and space coming."

The God of Time and the God of Space did not speak, and the only one palm responded to him!

This Kunlun Mirror, the Second Patriarch of Time and Space is about to settle!

There is no unnecessary nonsense. The second ancestor of time and space, the second ancestor of the Ancestral Dragon, the second ancestor of the Phoenix, and the five top masters of the third step Daluo, wrapped up a innate treasure and killed me at the Qilin.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" King Qilin roared to the sky: "Fight when fighting! If you kill my descendants and destroy my tribe, how can you tolerate this hatred? Even if my Qilin tribe is dead today, it will never make you feel better for the three tribes. You must pull your three tribes into the water!"

The Qilin King stepped on the ground, and the void behind him was twisted, and a phantom of Buzhou Mountain appeared: "All things are not invaded!"

The Kunlun mirror treasure light in his hand burst into flames, and in an instant, a series of sword energy from Zhuxian slashed out and attacked all the Daluo true gods.

"I didn't expect that the Qilin King had actually practiced to such a state, and his power was half-saint!" Bai Ze stared at the battlefield with his eyes, his eyelids couldn't help but jump, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes: "It's no different from the five three-step powers against the Demon Ancestor back then."

"What a pity," Yang Sanyang sighed: "If there is no self to get involved, wait for the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan to join forces to destroy the Dragon Clan. At that time, the Qilin King can destroy the Phoenix Clan and annex the gods and unify the Great Wilderness. "

"According to what you said, does Huang Zu still want to thank you?" Bai Ze rolled his eyes.

Yang Sanyang nodded naturally: "Of course, the Phoenix Clan is also a blessing in disguise."

"The Third Ancestor has great energy and great cause and effect, and killing is ominous. Don't do it yourself," Bai Ze warned.

Yang Sanyang remained silent and said for a long time: "Why do I need to do it? The Demon Ancestor will not spare him."

The top of West Kunlun

The Demon Ancestor carried his hands on his back, looking at the tribes of the tribes in chaos, the fierce and unparalleled Qilin King, which beat the ancestors to retreat step by step, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is a sub-meaning me! What a pity..., the little barbarian insisted on taking his life. Even if I don't kill him, he will definitely not live long."

"Old ancestor, this Qilin King has good qualifications and good fate. It's better to save his life and restrain the barbarian for the ancestor..." Huantun walked from the bottom of the mountain: "The more the subordinates think about that barbarian, the more they feel evil."

The Demon Ancestor was silent and stunned for a moment: "Save his life? Who will save me? I can't even care about myself, let alone save his life?"

"Ba!" Bai Ze rolled left and right and pulled Ren Jian, and was so angry that he cursed: "Bai Ze, you are also the top figure among my gods. How can you corrupt the glory of my gods and surrender to this army? You and I are both gods. Even if you don't save me, you can't help the evil and help him harm me..."

"Xiao Zha, ancestor, I think you have some qualifications, so I came to give you a special reminder. Otherwise, I would have fed you to the ferocious beasts long ago." Bai Ze slapped Ren Ji: "If you don't surrender, I will chant a spell."

"Hmph, even if you think about it, even if I feel so painful, I will never surrender to a inferior barbarian." Ren Jian gritted his teeth and hated him so much that he kept digging his hooves.

"I don't know how to lift up!" Bai Ze held the scepter in his hand and began to recite spells continuously. Another round of torture began.

"I want to see if it's your hard bones or my patience," Bai Ze said lazily: "Ancestor, I'm worried that I don't have time to play every day, and it's fun to tease you all day."

"Ancestor, are you okay?" Yang Sanyang looked at the battlefield of the three clans boredly. Now the three clans have fired real fire. In addition, the countless inner demons released by the demon ancestor, accompanied by the invasion of the killing aura, the entire battlefield is becoming increasingly difficult to contain, and the three clans have fired real fire.

The Qilin King is really fierce. He has no disadvantage in resisting the magical powers of the ancestors. Even if he suffers severe damage, he will be resurrected in full blood with the blessing of the infinite earth veins in an instant. His abilities are extremely ill-fated and almost like a combat machine.

"Is it OK? You should ask me when I can train this grandson well!" Bai Ze looked at the pain and stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his head.

"When?" Yang Sanyang climbed up the pole.

"Is a hundred years enough?" Bai Ze hugged his arms.

"This is the last opportunity. The Third Ancestor fired out the true fire and was deeply trapped in the disaster. The demonic disaster did not know it. Now the chaos of the three clans is the best time to steal the treasures of the three clans! Ancestor, don't let me down!" Yang Sanyang glanced at Bai Ze meaningfully, turned into flowing light and flew towards Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain

Nowadays, thousands of miles away, few people who have achieved success in their practice have joined the great disaster.

Yang Sanyang walked slowly, but found that only a dozen immortals guarded the Qilin Cliff, and all the powerful Qilin clans had already rushed to the battlefield.

Entering the deep mountains is like walking on flat ground. Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and sank directly into the depths of Qilin Cliff, and then entered Buzhou Mountain.

In the Buzhou Cave Heaven

The yellow light flowed around Houtu. He hugged his legs and sat in front of the pool water and watched the pool water flow for a long time.

"What are the Lord God thinking?" Yang Sanyang stood behind Houtu, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"You said, can I really escape from the disaster?" Hou Tu suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Sanyang, with an unprecedented weakness in his eyes.

"Of course, King Qilin has refined many earth veins in the Great Wilderness and merged with Buzhou Mountain. In the future, King Qilin will be the best candidate for Li Dai Tao Zombie to escape the robbery for the sake of honoring the gods." Yang Sanyang smiled in his eyes: "King King Qilin is really a good person."

"So, King Qilin must not die, right?" Hou Tu whispered.

"Yes, the Qilin King cannot die!" Yang Sanyang said: "As long as he is forced to destroy his body, waste his bloodline, and ignite his origin, he will have no choice but to walk on the road of the earth. At that time, one mountain will not accommodate two tigers, and the Qilin King will inevitably compete with the God of Honor for control of the earth. At that time, the God of Honor will directly control the earth and hand over the control of the earth to him."

Houtu sighed a little when he heard this: "Will it succeed?"

"There is no reason to fail!" Yang Sanyang smiled.

"You said, if I have freedom in the future, what should I do?" Houtu suddenly asked.

"Of course, one will be a saint, but if one does not become a saint, one will eventually become an ant!" Yang Sanyang answered directly without thinking.

After hearing this, Houtu's eyes gradually became radiant: "Become a saint? Is the saint really that powerful? How powerful is it compared to Buzhou Mountain?"

"Not as good as" Yang Sanyang said.

"How is it compared to the way of heaven?" Houtu asked again.

Yang Sanyang scratched his head and could only say helplessly: "Why not!"

Houtu looked at Yang Sanyang with his eyes, seriously looking at his embarrassment. After a while, he suddenly changed the topic: "You are here to find me today, what's the point?"

"I want to get something from the three tribes, but I don't know how to start. I also want to ask the God to help me!" Yang Sanyang said with a wry smile.

"You and I have a fate, so there is no question of helping you. Helping you is just helping me." Houtu stared at him with a pair of wonderful eyes: "You are coming for the three spiritual roots of the three tribes, right?"

"Empress is so capable, she can even guess it." Yang Sanyang scratched his head.
Chapter completed!