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Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Hundred Years of Circulation

Jiuxuan led the three thousand disciples to the stronghold on the Ming side of Xuanmo Palace when he heard the sound of fighting and shouting. Jiuxuan's face changed, and the aura of Daluo Jinxian burst out instantly.

The rolling dark magic energy spread throughout the mountain range, and the strong evil spirit swept across the audience. Qingfengxuan's disciples also felt chill all over, and a few mercy appeared in their eyes. Jiuxuan's anger was only able to calm down by killing.

Jiuxuan stepped out in one step and had already reached the top of Xuanmo Palace. Without saying a word, he gently pressed down with his hands. The surging demonic energy turned into a giant palm covering the sun and the moon fell down fiercely. All non-demon cultivators immediately felt great pressure, and their body was imprisoned, showing fear on their faces. With a loud "bang", the entire time and space were paused. The monks who dared to make trouble in Xuanmo Palace were decomposed into primitive particles in a moment.

Jiuxuan's black Taoist robe gently waved, the demonic energy retreated, and the world saw the light again. Huang Xing and others looked down and took a breath of cold air. All those who belonged to the enemy were wiped out without hurting the slightest part of their own. What precise control is needed!

The demon cultivator below saw Jiuxuan coming and hurriedly bowed: "Greetings to the Palace Master!"

Jiuxuan just nodded slightly and asked lightly: "What's going on?"

"Palace Master, these people are a team of expedition members. They accidentally entered the deep mountains and came here, wanting to rob the treasures in the palace." One of them, who seemed to be in charge, replied.

"Does anyone ask about their origin? If you offend me, you will have to pay some price for their tribe!" Although Jiuxuan's tone was plain, the murderous aura faintly penetrated into people's hearts.

"This, we will fight with them before we can ask, so..." said the Nine Heavens Xuanxian.

Jiuxuan snorted coldly and said, "It's fine this time. If someone dares to cause trouble in the future, they will kill him directly. If he is not able to compete with the enemy, he will ask about his origin. When he takes revenge in the future, will he understand?"

"Yes, yes..." Everyone answered quickly.

Although Xuanmo Palace is a power of demon cultivators, it does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. The rules in the palace are very strict. Jiuxuan is the supreme authority, and everyone respects and fears him.

Jiuxuan Yanming Xuanmo Palace will support the phoenix tribe in this dragon and phoenix battle, and let people arrange formations and traps around to prevent dragon cultivators from coming to make trouble.

The terrain of the Dragon and Snake Mountains is complex, and there are quite a few forces like Xuanmo Palace. During the war, most of them first wait and see and then support them with the best. Although the Dragon and Phoenix Clan are powerful, they dare not offend these forces at critical moments. They can only try their best to win some of them.

After drinking and practicing wine, Huang Xing and three thousand monks traveled through the jungle and quietly set out towards the Tianyi Mountains. A century of time seemed short, but the situation of the war changed a lot, and many major events that affected the situation were released in the prehistoric world.

Let’s first talk about the Dragon and Phoenix tribes, which are the main battle sides, from the return tribe of the Ancestral Dragon and the Immortal Phoenix, vigorously integrate the scattered forces of all parties, making both sides more powerful.

The Dragon Clan successively merged several small and medium-sized forces established by the Daluo Jinxian and conquered two sea tribes in the Northeast waters. Since then, the Dragon Clan has become more powerful and has a vague momentum to control Dongsheng Shenzhou and Beijuluzhou. If it weren't for the fear of angering the Penglai Holy Realm and Xuanwu clan, the Dragon Clan would have developed its power overseas and the extreme Arctic Icefield.

The Phoenix Clan is not to be outdone. Not only did they conquer the strange races proficient in the underground magma, but they also signed a covenant to advance and retreat with many neutral forces. The great elder of the Phoenix Clan even led a million troops to advance eastward, reaching the Dragon and Snake Mountains, and its momentum was irresistible.

As one of the three major races, the Qilin tribes, seeing that the Dragon and Phoenix tribes are in full swing, after decades of war preparation, it is the right excuse to send troops to the Southern Continent. The demise of Jiulin Cliff is a legitimate excuse. When the Qilin tribe's hundreds of thousands of troops advanced into the Southern Continent, in a hidden valley southwest of Buzhou Mountain, the old demon Qiankun smiled in a silence: "My spirit control method has really come into effect. It seems that the Qilin tribe has been involved in the war. From then on, the Dragon and Phoenix battle has become a three-cross war. Haha, let's go to chaos, kill all your heart..."

It turned out that the old demon Qiankun lurked near Buzhou Mountain for many years. In addition to killing some Qilin tribes and accusing the Feng tribe, he also encountered two Qilins who were not dead under Jiulin cliff by chance. The old demon was in mind and used the spirit control method to erase the memories of the Jiulin cliffs of the two, and injected the set program into the depths of their souls. Therefore, when the elders in the clan asked, the two answered without hesitation that the murderer who destroyed Jiulin cliffs was the Feng tribe.

"Damn your devil, destroy my body and my soul. When I am injured, I will definitely crush your bones and ashes!" After the old demon Qiankun said, he practiced cross-legged again to calm down his wounds.

The Qilin tribe sent troops to the Nanzhanbu Continent, which was undoubtedly a challenge for the Feng tribe. The Feng tribe leader had no choice but to send hundreds of thousands of troops to meet the enemy.

Not to mention the mobilization of soldiers from the three tribes, the sudden changes in the prehistoric world, and the Xuanwu tribe who had been silent for a long time also showed its might. The Xuanwu clan leader personally led his troops to take down the snowy land in the north with a stunning victory, and took advantage of the victory to go south. In half a day, he captured the Feilong Castle, the northern fortress of the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan was attacked from both sides, quickly narrowed its sphere of influence and strengthened its defense.

The Xuanwu clan did not go south, and hundreds of thousands of heroic troops stationed at the Winglong Flying Fort, staring at the covet. The two dragons and phoenix clans fought each other, with a long front line and gradually losing their advantage. The prehistoric races fell into a short balance, and several sides confronted each other, and there was no big battle, and small battles continued. After years of war, many dead and injured creatures in the prehistoric world, and the entire universe was shrouded in an inexplicable blood evil spirit.

Huang Xing and his party came to the Tianyi Mountains and were welcomed by General Liao Zhi. Because the Dragon Clan suffered a great loss a hundred years ago, this time they sent more soldiers to attack. A total of 80,000 Dragon Clan soldiers, 20,000 strong monsters, and two generals in the Daluo realm, such a lineup is enough to show the importance of the war in the Tianyi Mountains.

On the other hand, the Phoenix tribe guarded one side, with only more than 60,000 soldiers, plus more than 1,000 disciples of Qingfengxuan and 3,000 disciples of Xuanmo Palace. It is indeed not easy for these 70,000 soldiers to block the attack of the Dragon Clan. Fortunately, the Fire Phoenix, which came earlier, is still here, and is not inferior to others in the top power duel.

When Elder Liu Ji returned, Qingfengxuan's disciples seemed to have a reassurance. This battle was still dominated by the Feng Clan defenders, and Qingfengxuan's disciples led by Elder Liu Ji and Xuanmo Palace disciples supported him. The average strength of the army was naturally not as good as these forces, so it would be better for these 4,000 people to use raids or force attacks.

Through communication and discussion, all the strong people above the peak of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian got to know each other and each received their own tasks.

The four tribes of dragon, phoenix, qilin and Xuanwu confront each other. Another hundred years have passed, and all sides have suffered heavy casualties, but the hatred has accumulated deeper and deeper, and they are unwilling to give up.

No one noticed that in addition to some of the infinite evil spirits in the world floating to the Western Demon Abyss, some also seeped into the underground and gathered in the Cangmang Mountains.

In the Wanku Demon Palace, Luohu sat upright, with the twelve-grade black lotus above his head looming, and his subordinates were reporting the prehistoric situation. After a while, a scarlet blood flashed in Luohu's eyes and murmured: "Another evil spirit, I can peek at the path of Hunyuan Daluo. It's time to take action..."

"Xiaolin, you are the number one warrior in my Demon Palace. Now you are the Grand Marshal of the East. Lead me to take the millions of tiger and wolf heroes to the Eight Desolations!" Luohu said loudly.

"Don't worry, the palace master, I will be able to fulfill my mission!" Xiaolin quickly went out and bowed.

The sky was gloomy, as if reflecting the coming disaster. The Wanku Demon Palace, which had been silent for a long time, advanced eastward, and the four major races were unable to calm down. The Wanku Demon Palace, which was the longest inherited in the prehistoric world, had no doubt about its strength. Millions of heroic troops advanced eastward, as if they had passed through a no-man's realm, and soon they fought to the vicinity of Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain.

Wanshou Mountain is where Zhen Yuanzi lives, and there is a large earth book formation that temporarily prevents the progress of the Demon Army's vanguard. However, as long as the continuous arrival of the demon army behind us, the large earth book formation and paper will undoubtedly be.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun were anxious and sent messages to ask for help everywhere. Before Haotian had finished practicing, he communicated with his soul and contacted the clone and the main soul. The poisonous dragon dragon near Jiepaishan went to help. Long Mo was originally the lord of the Poison Dragon Pond, but was later captured by Haotian to refine it into a clone. Not only did he reach the Daluo realm, but he also had the Xuanlong Sword and the Nine Heavens Earth Destroying Talisman. Although he could not be with a million troops, he was also considered a great help.

Today, a white-bearded old Taoist was welcomed in the holy realm of the West Kunlun Yaochi. The old Taoist seemed to be in harmony with the world. It was clearly between the world, but he could not find any clues with his spiritual sense. With his steps, the natural breath of creation was revealed, and he was the Taoist Hongjun, the Yujing Mountain in West Kunlun.

"Where are brothers?" The strange fragrance in the air was thrilling, and a gentle voice seemed to come from outside the sky.

"Rahu is moving eastward, and his junior sister needs to temporarily stop his pace." Hongjun said lightly.

There was a rippling ripples in the space, and the Queen Mother of the West suddenly appeared and asked softly: "The demon army is powerful, and most of the casual cultivators in the Saint Realm of Yaochi are self-cultivation. How can they resist it?"

"It's okay, you only need to temporarily block for a few days, and for your brother, you will go and persuade the three tribes to stop the battle." After the words came, the ancestor Hongjun gradually faded, and he had already reached thousands of miles away.

Seeing that the ancestor Hongjun had left, the Queen Mother of the West, Yang Hui, frowned slightly and murmured: "I hope there will be no too many casualties." Little did they know that when the great disaster came, everyone was in the disaster, and casualties were inevitable. Although the sacred realm of Yaochi is a holy place for casual cultivators, the sacred realm of casual cultivators is also mixed, with good and bad ones, so when the great disaster comes, the sacred realm of Yaochi will no longer be peaceful.

The Queen Mother of the West urgently named his disciples led an army of 200,000 south to protect Wuzhuang Temple. The Queen Mother of the West was kind-hearted and allowed all cultivators to sign up freely. He would never force the major events of life and death. Although he only needed to block the Demon Army for two days, everyone knew very well that the unorganized and disciplined cultivators would be the opponent of the millions of tigers and wolves. In less than three days, these 200,000 people would be unable to survive.

The cultivators were in a serious mood and met with the powerful men from all sides who came to support Wuzhuang Temple. The entire Wanshou Mountain suddenly became lively, and there were dozens of Daluo Jinxian. Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun visited one by one, thanking everyone for coming to support.

The three corpses of the ancestor Hongjun were dispatched to persuade the Dragon and Phoenix tribes, and suggested that everyone discuss a ceasefire agreement in the Buzhou Mountain Alliance. The three tribes of the ancestor Hongjun had long realized that they were seriously injured, but they kept fighting due to their face. Now that the demon army is advancing eastward, the ancestor Hongjun personally came to persuade him, so they were naturally willing to give themselves a step.

The ancestor Hongjun lobbled the three tribes without saying anything. In a hidden valley in the south of Buzhou Mountain, Haotian, who had been sleeping for hundreds of years, finally woke up. With a long roar, the sound waves stirred up the flying sand and stones, and the five elements of true energy spread the entire valley into colorful brilliance.

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