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Just as the four of them attacked again, Qian Yi suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, left the other three, and escaped tens of thousands of miles away with the technique of blood escape.

Looking at the battle where the sky collapsed and the earth was broken in the distance, Qian Yi continued to flee east and flew millions of miles in one breath. Just as his mind was relaxing, the world changed, and the vast thunder fell from the sky, just as the punishment of heaven came to the world, sweeping away the evil atmosphere of demons. Qian Yi's face suddenly changed and he stood on the spot.

Three sudden Shenxiao Tianle Thunders were shockingly powerful, shattering the surrounding land with hundreds of miles of miles, and large stones splashed in all directions. Qian Yi was even chopped under the soil before he could react.

He vomited blood wildly and endured the pain. Qian Yi pinched the magic trick and escaped from the depths of the earth. He ran around in the southeast, west and north, trying to disrupt the opponent's sight. Qian Yi finally stopped in a secret dead volcano. Although the dead volcano no longer erupted, it connected the magma deep in the earth, with rich fire energy and strong devouring ability of the demonic energy, which was just enough to heal the wound.

Heaven seemed to be unable to get along with him. After a while, Qian Yi was about to cross-legged and healed his wounds. A huge roar came from the sky. Then the mountain jumped and the entire volcano was smoothed out by violent thunder and lightning. Qian Yi was so angry that he was so hurt by his opponent. In addition, the true energy consumed by one of the road, so he had to endure it.

But heaven didn't want to give him any chance. He only heard an order from the sky, and a white purple light instantly penetrated his dantian sea of ​​consciousness. Qian Yi shouted weakly: "Who is the sacred?"

There was a rippling rippling in the space ahead, and a figure walked out from the void. He was tall and slender, with fair skin, and a trace of purple light flashed with his body. His face was a bit funny in his handsome face.

"It's you?" Qian Yi smiled miserably, with a listless expression and said, "Are all three of them killed by you?"

The person who came was Haotian's Taoist body, and he was almost exactly the same as Wutian's appearance. Qian Yi was seriously injured and was in a trance of mental state and could not distinguish the difference.

"You are enemies with the Wanku Demon Palace, and you will definitely not die well!" He looked at Haotian with resentment and cursed. Blood "tick" out of the wound, and the sharp golden sword energy mixed with thunder and lightning directly destroyed Qian Yi's dantian sea of ​​consciousness. In some ways, Qian Yi is no different from ordinary people at this moment. After practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, he finally got the strength of the Daluo Jinxian, and instantly turned back into an ordinary demon spirit without strength. No one can withstand such a blow.

Qian Yi, who had lost his magic power, rushed towards Haotian frantically. Haotian smiled disdainfully: "You are not worthy of living in the world if you put your brother to death and escape at the battle!"

While speaking, he pushed forward with one hand, and the space immediately caused huge turmoil. Cracks of space emerged out of thin air. With a scream, Qian Yi was directly crushed by the cracks of space, and his soul and body were completely annihilated in the universe.

Just now, a shocking sound came from the direction of Jiulin Cliff. The magnificent mushroom clouds rose to the sky. The huge wave of air could be felt by Haotian, who was more than a million miles away. Haotian's face changed, and he looked into the distance. The purple-gold light flashed in his eyes, murmured: "The Daluo Golden Immortal self-destructed?!"

Immediately contacted Wutian through my soul and learned from Wutian that the loud noise just now was caused by the last demon cultivator's self-destruction. This started a while ago. After Qian Yi escaped, the three demon cultivators understood the crisis that was about to face and were unprecedented in the battle. Perhaps it was the desire to survive that stimulated the demon cultivator's original ferocity. The three of them cooperated and attacked with fatal and fierce moves, and could barely resist Wutian's attack in a short period of time.

Wutian was not in a hurry. His soul was always in line with the void and was concentrating on monitoring the three people. The three demon cultivators could not attack for a long time, and their momentum gradually weakened. At this time, Wutian seized the opportunity and defeated them one by one. The three demon cultivators were soon injured. The three leaders of the Daluo realm of Qilin Cliff were grateful to see that there was a powerful person to save everyone. They looked at each other and the three Qilin divine beasts attacked one demon cultivator at the same time. The three Qilin divine beasts in the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal were equal to one demon cultivator in the middle stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, and even had a slight advantage. After all, the physique of the divine beasts is quite impressive.

Demons fight each other, each side meets each other with their own reputation, and the male and female are determined by the side of the Nine-Lin Cliff; the five elements are all in harmony, and the cycle of reincarnation will be reincarnated in this life. The demonic energy can silently overturn the general, and the white light has shadows to capture the soldiers. It is important to know that there is no successive magic, and the fate will fall upon you when a great disaster comes.

The three divine beasts, holding the magical weapons and fighting at the beginning; a demon cultivator, holding the strange demon banner in his hand, joined in front of him. A big battle was very fierce.

When the two sides were fighting, the Qilin Cliff people did not take the opportunity to leave, and they were inevitably reduced to the painting cake, which was considered a complete disaster in heaven and earth. The three Qilins fought against the demons, and it was difficult to decide the winner. The brave and unparalleled momentum, and they killed the two demons in succession.

Seeing that his fellow practitioner was dead and the situation was about to go, the demon cultivator who fought with Qilin looked fierce, his aura was turbulent, and his aura was turbulent, and he exploded with a bang. The middle-stage strong man in the Daluo Golden Immortal self-destructed himself, and his power increased in a magnificent multiple. Even Daluo Juexian did not dare to sharpen his edge. In an instant, everything on Qilin Cliff was swallowed by violent energy, and the three closest Qilin beasts in the Daluo realm were turned into nothingness before they could even scream.

The surging waves swept across the world. Wutian saved the two of them with his strong body, holding one in one hand, and escaping the space. All vitality comes from the chaotic energy. The clone condensed by the chaotic energy can weaken the elemental attack to the greatest extent. Otherwise, Wutian, who was in the Great Perfection of the Daluo Golden Immortal, would not dare to rush into the energy frenzy to save people.

When Haotian arrived, the entire Jiulin Cliff area had become history. The strength that dominated for hundreds of thousands of years was submerged in the long river of history. Even everything that had been around for thousands of miles was destroyed, leaving behind huge pits that were unearthed. Sighing, Haotian came to Wutian, looked at the two monks who were unconscious on the side, and said, "I didn't expect that there were also strong people among the demon cultivators, which is sad and lamentable!"

"It's a pity that the cultivators of Jiulin Cliff only had these two left in the end." As he spoke, he pointed to the two lying on the ground.

"The way of heaven is impermanent, life and death have their own fate." Haotian's eyes flashed and he smiled, "I didn't expect that the two people who were saved casually were the Qilin tribesmen."

"Oh?" Wutian's Yuanshen power was slightly sensed and he chuckled: "It's really the two Qilin beasts that are perfect in the Nine Heavens Xuanxian."

Haotian said: "These are only two of the nine Qilins left, and all the others die. I believe they have suffered a great physical and psychological blow. After waking up, let them go back to the Qilin tribe to report the situation."

Wutiandao: "It should be like this." After that, it turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Haotian's body.

Haotian waved his sleeves and simulated the technique of Qiankun in Zhenyuanzi's sleeves and put two Qilins into his sleeves. The reason for simulation is that this method is based on the mustard space and Qiankun in the sleeves, and with his own understanding of time and space, we will call it "Qiankun in the sleeves".

I took a look at the messy and dilapidated Jiulin Cliff. The Haotian stood quietly in the void. The power of the soul merged into the sky. A wisp of mind led the wind and clouds in the void. After a moment, the sky gradually became gloomy, and the thunder continued, and the magnificent rain brewed. I believe that after the wind and rain, everything here will be washed away, leaving only the lake with a thousand-mile radius as the witness of Jiulin Cliff, and will last forever.

After Haotian returned to Qingfengxuan, he resettled two sleepy Qilin people, made some arrangements for Feng Hun and others, and then jumped into time and space to quickly return to Xikunlun.

During this period, after many negotiations between the Dragon and Phoenix tribes, they failed to reach an agreement, and the war along the Dragon and Snake Mountains officially broke out in full swing. From then on, the prehistoric world will experience an era of war in the Yuanhui, which is called the Chiming Era in history.

In the Chiming era, it was the first great disaster in the world, which involved a wide range of connections and covered almost all living beings in the Pangu universe. This was a long-lasting battle, and the most heroic figures in the war-torn era will be revealed one by one.

When Haotian returned to Xikunlun, the ancestor Hongjun stood on the top of the mountain with a serious expression, looking at the sky, as if he wanted to see through the universe. Feeling Haotian approaching, the ancestor slowly spoke: "Fate is implicated, what should come will come eventually, and the great disaster will begin, everyone will be in danger. You should act carefully."

The ancestor has a profound realm and is an existence standing at the top of the pyramid of the prehistoric world. Even if he does not leave his home and the sky is blocked, he can speculate on the changes in the prehistoric situation. Haotian told the story of going south in detail and told in detail about the demise of Jiulin Cliff.

The ancestor looked at the West and sighed slightly: "Ancestor Luohu did not think about experiencing the way of heaven and seeking a breakthrough, but wanted to gather the luck of the prehistoric world and become a saint on the ground. He had been a demon for a long time! If the battle between dragons and phoenixes inspires a war of the three tribes, no matter who wins and loses, Luohu will be the biggest winner."

"Since the teacher knows the deployment of the Wanku Demon Palace, why don't he mediate and let the Dragon and Phoenix tribes stop fighting?" Haotian asked.

The ancestor shook his head slightly and pondered silently. After a moment, the treasure light flashed, and a treasure cauldron appeared in the palm of his hand. The ancestor Hongjun said, "Treasures like the top-grade innate spiritual treasures should not be used unless they are absolutely necessary. The great disaster is coming and the world changes, and everyone wants to snatch treasures and seek self-protection. You can use this cauldron for thousands of years and refine two or three innate spiritual treasures to defend themselves."

When Haotian saw that the ancestor Hongjun handed out the Qiankun Cauldron, he was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him, and then took the treasure tripod and played with it carefully. This was the first time that he had comprehended the innate treasure close-up, except for the Chaos Bead of the Old Taoist Qingtian.

The ancestor smiled slightly: "The Qiankun Cauldron is a holy weapon for creation rules. It returns to the acquired nature to be innate. It has infinite wonderful uses. It should benefit the cultivation of natural laws. You must have a good understanding."

"Master, don't worry." Haotian quickly answered.

The ancestor nodded and asked Haotian to go back to practice, but he closed his eyes again and his soul traveled to Taixu.

Haotian happily returned to the secret room with the Qiankun Cauldron and sorted out all his magic weapons one by one. Finally, he decided to return the Shenxiao Emperor Sword and the Nine Dragon Divine Sky Cloth obtained from Cang Zun to sacrifice. Needless to say, the Shenxiao Emperor Sword is Haotian's most proud magic weapon. With the Qiankun Cauldron, he will return to the innate nature and become the innate spiritual treasure. The Shenxiao Emperor Sword has a greater development space after becoming the innate spiritual treasure. As for the Nine Dragon Divine Sky Cloth, it is the Canglong Scale in the quasi-saint realm and many rare treasures. It has a defense that is not weaker than the lower-grade innate spiritual treasure. If refined, it will definitely become a defensive treasure that looks proud of the world.

Holding the Qiankun Cauldron, Haotian looked around and murmured, "How should I use this?" Haotian knew that with his true fire, it was like a fool to heat up the innate treasure.
Chapter completed!