Chapter 66: Phoenix Clan Fragments

A certain area of ​​the prehistoric world, Yujing Mountain.

Zixiao Palace, in the main hall.

Hongjun's eyes were like torches, and the expression on his face was unpredictable. His eyes were fixed on the void in front of him, as if there were endless mysteries in it, and scenes appeared in his eyes.

After a long time, Hongjun sighed, "Oh, the three tribes are already in a disaster, but they still don't know how powerful it is." Finally, a cold feeling appeared on Hongjun's face, "Rahu, Luohu, I didn't expect you to take action so quickly..."

Originally, under his calculations, this catastrophe should have been about a thousand years before it exploded. But Luohu did this, but he forced the catastrophe to advance a thousand years ago.

He originally thought that after returning from Hunyuan Mountain, there would be a thousand years to prepare, but he did not expect that the disaster would be ahead of schedule, but at this moment there was nothing he could do.

"Well, the Taoist demon will fight in the end, why cherish this thousand years..."

Hongjun smiled indifferently, suddenly stood up, and walked out of Zixiao Palace with big strides. He disappeared in a few breaths.

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In the prehistoric world, in the endless void.

The figures of the three tribe leaders were no longer visible, and only the huge roar that kept coming and the sparks collided with the huge magic power blooming like flowers in the void.

"boom!"

A sound that resounded through the sky came, and a terrifying shock spread out. Then the three clan leaders came from apart, standing in the void, looking at each other coldly.

The Qilin held the central Zhujixing Yellow Flag in his hand, and the Qilin Seal was hanging on his head, and the breath on his body was slightly messy. The priest phoenix seal was hanging on his head, and the flame light flag on his body was also messy, and his pretty face was a little pale.

The Zulong held the Kanglong mace and looked at the two of them coldly. The inherited dragon ball above his head burst into bright light, and a vast aura spread out, accompanied by the sound of dragon roars.

"Your progress is not slow in the past ten thousand years!" Zulong looked at the two of them in vain and said.

"Ancestral Dragon's cultivation is still so powerful. Even if we are, we will lose one point." Shi Qilin's eyes flashed with a cold light, he sneered in his mouth, and replied.

A fire was jumping above Zu Fengfeng's eyes, and the temperature around him suddenly rose, looking at the two of them coldly.

Zulong sneered and looked at the two of them, "Of the three tribes, my dragon clan is the most respected. After this, it will be the time when my dragon clan dominates the prehistoric world..."

"You can try..." Shi Qilin smiled coldly, and two rays of light burst out from his eyes.

He stepped on his feet and shattered the void. The yellow flag of Shuji Xing in his hand had already hit the Zulong. The moment he moved, Zufeng on the side had already taken action and attacked the Zulong.

Zulong's eyes turned cold, and the inherited dragon ball suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, illuminating half of the world. Like a magnificent sun, a vast aura spread out. He swung the dragon mace in his hand and met Shi Qilin and Zu Feng.

All three of them are quasi-saint masters, and they can have terrifying power when they take action. At this time, the three of them are almost destroying the world, and countless mountains, rivers, and spiritual objects are all destroyed.

Countless creatures were affected and fell in the battle between the three, with the earth, water, wind and fire raging on the earth.

The three people fought non-stop, and in the prehistoric world, the battle between the three tribes did not stop at this time, but the strength of the three tribes was not much different. Although there were many people who fell, in this situation, they could no longer care about anything else.

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In the west of the prehistoric world, on Mount Sumeru.

"Old ancestor, the plan is going well. Over the past thousand years, the three tribes have been dead..." The demon sneered and bowed to Luohu.

"Very good!" Luohu nodded slightly, and a terrifying cold light appeared on his face. Then he looked at the demon and said, "You can gather all the demons and take the opportunity to take down the three tribes."

"Yes!" The demon responded and turned around and left.

Luohu looked at Dongfang, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

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In the middle of the prehistoric world, there are countless mountains.

In the Hunyuan Palace, Mo Li stood up in vain. A ripples appeared in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, his figure flashed, disappeared into the Hunyuan Palace, and went straight toward the Immortal Volcano in the south.

At this time, the three tribes basically fought in the prehistoric world. Although there were still masters in the tribe guarding, it was not scary.

Moreover, with his cultivation at this time and his understanding of the way of time and space, it would be impossible to see the Phoenix Clan's treasure house. Maybe even the masters of the Phoenix Clan cannot see him.

Mo Li's degree was not slow, hidden above the clouds in the nine heavens. The long rainbow broke through the blue sky and flew directly to the south. In just a few days, he was already near the Immortal Volcano.

This place is a sea of ​​fire, endless, fiery red, illuminating half of the world, scattering a terrifying temperature.

The temperature here is so high that if it is not the phoenix clan, the cultivation of Taiyi Jinxian will be greatly affected. Moreover, the closer it is to the immortal volcano, the stronger the hot temperature will be.

The burning flames burned the world, and the terrifying temperature enveloped a large area in the south. On the Immortal Volcano, the faint blue flame that appeared faintly was the Nanming Lihuo of the Phoenix clan.

This fire is extremely powerful, and it is the innate god and demon in the Daluo realm. If it is touched by this fire, it will be difficult to escape. If it is under the Daluo, it may be destroyed under the fire.

Mo Li was hiding in the void, and above his head, there was a mysterious picture of scattering green light. This picture was the picture of Qiankun obtained from the hands of the ancestor Qiankun.

Although he was hidden in the void, the Lihuo of Nanming was extremely powerful, and there were signs of burning and melting in the void. He had to take out this treasure and protect his body so that people from the Phoenix Clan would not appear.

Mo Li went deep into the Immortal Volcano. His spiritual sense was revealed. The Feng Clan left behind the tribe guarding the Immortal Volcano, and there were only a few hundred people with the highest cultivation level. The one with the highest cultivation level was a mid-stage master of Daluo. She did not see Mo Li's arrival at this time.

Mo Li's spiritual consciousness was spread all over the Immortal Volcano. After sweeping several times, he finally found a clue in a relatively hidden place. If he had not been proficient in the way of time and space, even ordinary quasi-saint masters would not have seen the difference here.

Unlike the hundreds of tribes, the Trouble tribe's treasure house is not garrisoned by its tribe, because their treasure house is too hidden and it is difficult to see the quasi-saint. Moreover, there is a small formation there, which is to see it here. If you want to break it, you will definitely alarm the people of the Trouble tribe.

Moreover, in Mo Li's opinion, this formation is not so easy to crack.

Mo Li moved forward carefully, and soon after, he came to the formation. If other innate gods and demons came here, there would be no other way except to break the formation. However, Mo Li did not need to do so. He changed his space and was already in the treasure house at this time.

The treasure house of the Phoenix tribe is built on the magma, and below is rolling magma, with hot breath spreading over it. The temperature around it is so high that the space is full of signs of melting.

Among the treasure houses that are reflected in red, there are only a few spiritual treasures, all of which are the lowest-grade innate spiritual treasures, and the only ones are better. At this time, they are in the hands of Zu Feng and Feng clan masters, and they are in the hands of the Dragon Clan and Qilin clan.

Mo Li's eyes did not fall on those few low-grade innate spiritual treasures, but fell into the treasure house, on the three pieces with faint light.

"There are indeed fragments of the Jade of Creation in the Phoenix Clan..." Mo Li said softly with joy in his eyes.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the fragments of the jade certificate of creation vibrated lightly, making them extremely happy.

Mo Li walked over and put the three pieces of fragments into his pocket. Because Mo Li was scattered with the same fluctuations as the pieces of the Jade of Creation at this time, the three pieces of fragments did not reject him and were taken away by him directly.

After taking away three jade certificates of creation, he took a look at other treasures, then rolled them in one hand, took several of them away, and then left the Immortal Volcano and headed towards the Dragon Clan.

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Chapter completed!