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Chapter 209

Qing Ling felt a chill in her heart for a moment.

Even if the nine Dinghai Divine Pearls were taken away by the Phoenix Clan, the Dragon Clan can get them back.

Aren't the three Dinghai Divine Pearls hidden in Xishan already in the eyes of the Dragon Clan?

Why didn’t the Dragon Clan take it?

I'm afraid that if the time has not come yet, it will be a cover-up.

On the surface, this spiritual treasure is damaged and incomplete, but secretly, the dragon clan has already gathered together, but they are hiding it, just waiting to give the enemy a "surprise"!

In the south of the ancient world, the thirty-three heavens suppressed the immortal volcano.

For the first time, anger arose in Fengzu's eyes. She stood tall in the south of the sky, her body was as big as the sky, and her shape was as big as the Immortal Mountain.

Wearing a red robe and a phoenix crown, the woman raised her head, her flaming eyes filled with chills.

She transformed into the true form of Tianfeng, a beautiful and sacred giant phoenix.

The phoenix is ​​flying, its feathers are fluttering, and their love is gathered together.

The phoenix travels on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix goes to the phoenix platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself.

The thirty-three heavens fall one by one, and each time a layer falls, the divine phoenix in the south of the sky bears one layer.

How high is the thirty-third heaven?

Even the first phoenix in the world cannot bear its full weight!

Zulong looked at him coldly, and the heavens became heavier and heavier.

Tianfeng let out a high-pitched cry, a burst of fire shot into the sky, a long red flag flew out of the sky, and the spirit of Lihuo mobilized the power of all directions.

The earthly fire erupts from the immortal volcano, covering the sky and the sun. The divine fire is endless and wants to spread throughout the prehistoric land.

The images of the heavens also slowed down, and the nine layers were dispersed by the endless fire.

The most critical one is the sacred flag, which has thirty-six levels of Taoist prohibitions. It is one of the five innate flags, the flame flag off the ground.

Zu Long snorted coldly and raised his hand.

Storms are rising all over the world, the vast oceans of water are pouring in, and the Yangtze River is boiling.

The land in the south of the sky has become a world of fire. No matter the sky or the earth, there is fire everywhere.

But outside the sky to the south, heavy rains poured down, water from underground rivers gathered, and water from the four seas rushed in.

Beyond Tiannan, the vast ocean has risen, surrounding Tiannan on all sides, and the water covers the sacred mountains!

Tall and huge waves have risen millions of feet high. The waves piled up and surrounded Tiannan into an isolated island.

Mountains rise from the flat ground, the earth turns into vast oceans, the mountains and rivers turn nine times, the heavens are created three and three levels, the dragon swims in the sea, and the phoenix sweeps across the sky.

Change the world and subvert the ancient times. The unparalleled strong man can do whatever he wants and control the world.

Time after time, mountains and seas were moved, countless living creatures and beasts were innocently affected, and even a splash of water could not be lifted.

They are not guilty, but because they are weak, living is sinful, and even breathing is sinful.

Zulong turned around and left in one step, the heavens dispersed, and the ocean returned.

The earth, the sky, the four seas, and all directions are all traces of his ancestral dragon.

There are no phoenixes swimming on the high platform, and the mighty Yangtze River flows into the sea.

Feng Zu folded his wings and returned to the center of the earth, and the heaven and earth fell silent.

Dragon Ancestor and Feng Anzu fought against each other, and it seemed that they had reached the end of the battle, but Feng Anzu was defeated.

Although Tiannan was intact, he was still trapped by Zulong. Although Fengzu was not defeated, he showed his true form.

It cannot be said that Fengzu is not powerful enough or peerless enough. It can only be said that Zulong is already standing outside the sky.

Zulong has reached the highest point of the thirty-third heaven. He is the first person in this world!

Even Hongjun and Luohu are still three points behind.

The Tao, when you reach a certain height, is no longer a Tao that you sit alone in the mountains and realize alone.

Although Hongjun and Luo Hu are strong, the largest clan in the prehistoric era only has one clan, the Dragon Clan of Ancestral Dragon!

The fortune of the largest clan and the general trend of the largest clan are not comparable to them.

In the Great Demon Heaven of the West, fear flashed across Luo Hu's eyes.

On Yujing Mountain, the old Taoist had surprise in his eyes and fell into deep thought. He caught a little bit of "luck"!

He learned "power" from Zulong.

From the ancient world of the three tribes, the word "all living beings" can be seen.

This is different from the scenery of him guarding a mountain alone. How can the scenery seen by Zulong's mind and vision be inferior to his mountain scenery?

On the Eastern Wasteland, Qing Ling sighed. This time he had confirmed that the Longhan Catastrophe was really coming!

Under the influence of figures like Zu Long and Yuan Feng, Qing Ling found herself drifting alone in the tide of the times, unable to resist.

No one from all the powerful parties dared to take action against the Dragon Clan. Originally, after this catastrophe, they should have taken advantage of the Dragon Clan's chaos to seize the opportunity and expand the results of the war.

However, because Zulong alone has frightened all the great powers, who dares to move? Who dares to move?

The most powerful plan in the world was defeated by the courage of one man!

Qing Ling learned something from Zulong. As long as he is strong enough, all conspiracies and enemies will be fleeting. One chopstick can be stronger than millions of chopsticks!

Zulong returned to Zulong Cave and went into seclusion again.

He wanted to heal his wounds and secretly hurt them.

The strength of the ancestral dragon can prove Hunyuan at any time, but there is one last limit.

The changes in the Holy Sacrifice and the natural disasters in all directions have greatly affected the fate of the Dragon Clan.

As for Zulong, the world only knows that he cultivated the Dragon Clan's destiny path, but few people know that he secretly cultivated the destiny path and gathered all the power in the world to complete it.

The Dragon Clan's luck plummeted, causing his realm to suffer, but the Ancestral Dragon still managed to escape from the injury, otherwise the Dragon Clan would be in even greater chaos.

The ancient times have returned to peace, and everyone knows that this is a short-lived peace.

The Dragon Clan’s Holy Sacrifice continues.

Saints and saints from all ethnic groups worshiped as usual.

It’s just that there is no competition between the Holy Sons.

These did not have much impact on Xishan, but Zhulong's words put Xishan into disaster.

During the holy ceremony, the ancestor of Zhulong asked the Holy Maiden of Xishan to worship the dragon clan together!

Originally, according to Qinglong's words, every holy sacrifice in Xishan would avoid the worship of all races, but this time it was Zhulong who presided over it.

Qinglong is still suppressing the dragon sea in the west and has not yet returned.

In Duguang, on the wooden roof of the building, Granny Hua Geng returned with a sad look on her face.

Qing Ling sighed and said: "This will happen sooner or later."

"Why?" Granny Hua Geng said, "Can't even the Qinglong ancestor be the master?"

"It's precisely because he is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan! Although Brother Qinglong has great power, he cannot influence the will of the Dragon Clan."

Qing Ling raised the Shijue Sky Lantern, and the magic lantern illuminated the sky, revealing a huge green python entrenched in Xishan Mountain.

But the giant python has some black spots on its body.

It was like the tarsal maggots on the dragon's body, the energy of great calamity.

"The luck of the dragon clan has been greatly lost. Four out of ten percent have been lost, and the bones and muscles have been damaged.

Once upon a time in Xishan, there was once a small clan with different fortunes.

But now in Xishan, the ancestral land of all snakes in the world, and one of the eight royal families, the destiny has already become infinitely stronger.

It is impossible for the Dragon Clan to let go of such huge luck."

"Moreover, even without this holy sacrifice, Xishan will be in disaster sooner or later. After all, half of Xishan's power can be attributed to the Dragon Clan. With this cause and effect, how can he not be in disaster?"

Qing Ling said calmly: "Get ready for war. The snakes in Xishan have been at ease for too long."

Granny Hua Geng had a serious look on her face and said, "Okay! I'll start making preparations right away.

However, I will send a group of clan members to Duguang later, so you have to take good care of them."

Qing Ling nodded, "I will watch them grow up and keep a hand for Xishan. However, at most ten people! No matter how many more, I can't hide it."

Hua Geng returned to Xishan and began to make busy arrangements to gather people from all tribes to return home.

Qing Ling looked at the south and remained silent for a long time. It wasn't until the wind blew his long hair that he murmured, "The wind is blowing."
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