These nine ferocious giant beasts soared into the sky and gradually began to gather in the middle. The brilliance of thousands of feet broke through the obstacles of the formation and enveloped the entire East China Sea battlefield.
Not far away, the Monster Tribe and the Water Tribe, who were fighting fiercely, stopped what they were doing and looked at the dazzling light in great amazement.
I don't know how much time passed, but when the brilliance dissipated, a large cauldron made of metal stood in the sky. It was more than a hundred feet high. The cauldron was green in color, with a metallic luster and no trace of rust.
On the simple cauldron wall, the images of the nine sons of the ancestral dragon are lifelike. The blood evil aura that seems to be transmitted from the wild beasts is mixed with the rich golden light of luck. On the small three legs, there are carvings: The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flowers, plants, and creatures. Every little bit of the power of creation shines with green light.
"This, this! This is a low-grade innate treasure!" A group of aquatic and demon clan powerful men looked at the giant cauldron in the sky in astonishment, and the greed in their eyes suddenly grew stronger.
"My sons, who can help me win this cauldron? There are many heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the Dragon Ancestor's secret treasury. You can choose from them!" Ao Guang, the old Dragon King, greedily licked his chapped lips and looked at the sky in the void. Juding roared loudly.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
As the saying goes, man dies for wealth, and bird dies for food. Bewitched by Ao Guang, a group of water tribes simply gave up on the demon tribe in front of them, roared wildly, and rushed towards the cauldron in the void.
But the sea water splashed everywhere, the seabed cracked, and a group of aquatic creatures continued to fly upwards, and countless brilliant brilliance spread into the entire void.
Although the powerful demon clan had similar ideas to Ao Guang, the cauldron flew out of the formation set up by Li Qingming after all. If he stepped forward to snatch it, wouldn't he be a disgrace to the Northern Emperor Qingmingzi?
Therefore, not only did the monsters not step forward to snatch the cauldron, but they also stepped forward, sacrificed various magic weapons without fear of death, and smashed them crazily at the water tribe who were trying to snatch the cauldron. Look at the posture, it was even worse than before There is more to it than that.
"Kill!"
Jiu Ying transformed into his true form, with a nine-headed dragon body and two wings growing on his ribs. His voice was like a baby crying. There was a long whip on top of Jiu Ying's head, and there were sharp barbs on the long whip. Every time the whip went down, it would The bodies of several water tribe members were destroyed, and their souls were completely lost. But the nine heads were spitting out various colors of brilliance, tightly surrounding an area of dozens of feet in radius.
In just one cup of tea, tens of thousands of Shui tribesmen died at the hands of Jiu Ying.
Li Qingming, who was in the formation, had a panoramic view of all this. Seeing a group of water tribes rushing towards the cauldron in the void, Li Qingming snorted disdainfully and said: "I really don't know what to say! The spirit treasure has a spirit, how can it be arbitrary? Things that people take away?”
"Wow!"
Sure enough, as soon as Li Qingming finished speaking, he saw the big blue cauldron shaking, and a suffocating breath slowly overflowed from the cauldron. Some water tribes with low cultivation levels fell to the ground softly on the spot.
After a moment, the sun, moon and stars on one of the three legs of the cauldron were overflowing with light, and a green and faint light emerged, flowing out a stream of clear brilliance, pouring down towards the rushing water tribe.
"boom!"
When the Qinghui scattered, the Shui Tribe who rushed to the front, except for some tribesmen who had reached the realm of Daluo, all suddenly stagnated, with confusion in their eyes, and their limbs were limp. They might have been floating around, The spiritual treasures they held in their hands fell into the sea one after another. Tens of thousands, one hundred thousand, and hundreds of thousands of aquatic people fell in pieces like wheat.
Then, as if the essence and blood had been drained, the body began to slowly become shriveled up, all the hair fell off, and streaks of green smoke flew up from the ashes that turned into dust. He turned confusedly to the corpse that turned into dust. It circled around and flew straight towards the sea of blood.
A group of Shui tribes who were above the Great Luo realm looked at this scene in horror. They did not dare to step forward for a long time, and some even began to retreat secretly.
"You guys rush forward. If anyone retreats, destroy their physical body and destroy their soul!" At this moment, Ao Guang roared ferociously. He fiercely grabbed a Da Luo Shui Tribe who retreated in his hands and beat him alive. torn.
The water tribe gritted their teeth bitterly and greeted all the women of the eighth generation of Ao Guang's ancestors. They thought that if they stretched their heads, it would be a knife, and if they shrank their heads, they would also be a knife. If they were destroyed by this cauldron, at least their souls would be left behind. After killing the old dragon Ao Guang, he didn't even have a chance to be reborn.
The determined water tribes regained their strength and once again rushed towards the cauldron without fear of death.
The Taoist Taoist Xiaoyao in the formation shook his head with some compassion and said: "You can still live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own!"
The big blue cauldron seemed to be irritated, vibrating crazily and making a "buzzing" trembling sound. Then the sky was filled with brilliance and endless green, covering the dark blue sea.
Everyone present was shocked. The empty and silent sea had completely changed. There was still a trace of sea water. The vegetation was boundless and full of vitality. Thousand-year-old trees stretched for thousands of miles. The atmosphere of the dawn of the prehistoric era faced them. Rushing towards it, it is vast and long-lasting, like the vast universe, and like the boundless starry sky, with thousands of creatures coming one after another.
The world where the three prehistoric clans were first established reappeared, with deafening rumblings. One after another, ferocious beasts rushed from a distance, from far to near, crushing past like mountains. The lush earth, the rich Aura, powerful creature, dazzling!
If you look more carefully, you will see that there is some wild beast there, it clearly looks like a group of nine sons of the ancestral dragon.
On the entire battlefield, countless aquatic tribes continued to attack, shouting to kill the sky, brilliance soaring into the sky, magic weapons flying, demons shouting and dragon roaring, and countless figures roaring crazily on the battlefield.
"boom!"
These ferocious beasts, like the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon, finally intersected with the water tribes. These ferocious beasts trampled the bodies of the water tribes crazily, bit into the magic weapons of the water tribes, and devoured the souls of the water tribes!
What's even more frightening is that these ferocious beasts not only possess the heaven-defying abilities of the Nine Sons of the Zulong, but can also form various battle formations and run wildly across the battlefield to fight! But the strange thing is that these ferocious beasts As if he was conscious, he did not attack Jiu Ying and other demon clans. He even helped the demon clan when he saw them in trouble.
In this way, although the number of demon clans was small, they always maintained an evenly matched battle situation, which was quickly reversed! There were usually three or four demon clans, mixed with two ferocious beasts, driving the seventeen or eighteen water clans into crazy chaos. Turn. A group of thirty or forty water tribe members worked together to attack two or three ferocious beasts.
This extremely weird scene made the Jiuying and other demon guardians who were surrounding the Shui Tribe confused for a moment.
"Haha, I know how to save effort!" Taoist Xiaoyao in the formation couldn't help laughing when he saw the ferocious beasts in the battlefield that looked the same as the Nine Sons of the Dragon Ancestor. "This newly formed innate treasure is inherently spiritual. It is perfect, and it was refined by you and me, and it has already been imprinted with the mark of this deity. This Ao Guang is really stupid. Ordering his men to snatch this cauldron is the best move for this deity. Reason. Even if the holy beast Qinglong finds out in the future, he will curse his grandson Ao Guang for his stupidity. He cannot blame you, the instigator!"
Li Qingming smiled strangely and said: "I didn't make the first move, who made them want to steal my treasure! I am the victim! Haha..."
Taoist Xiaoyao laughed loudly, and when he swept the bloody river across the sky, he said: "My dear, let's fulfill our previous promise first!"
Li Qingming glanced at the nine sons of the Dragon Ancestor who were lying in the void and turned into prototypes, and sighed: "Hey! It's not easy for these nine guys. It's unacceptable for anyone to be chased by his own father, right?
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Taoist Xiaoyao shrugged nonchalantly, pointed at the nine ferocious beasts lined up in the air, and said: "Fellow Taoist, if you feel sorry for these guys again, you don't have to purify their bloodlines for them. You might as well give them to them directly."
Forget about finding the powerful corpse of Jiuju!"
"Huh?" Li Qingming looked at Jiuzi again, but saw that Jiuzi was so angry that his spirit was about to rush out of the body and float away.
"Damn it!" Li Qingming cursed lightly, stretched out his hand to call back the big cauldron in the air. Then he gently touched the mouth of the cauldron, and the huge cauldron body was instantly divided into nine parts, each of which covered the bodies of Zulong's nine sons.
Above! The hazy shadows of the Nine Sons overflowed from the cauldrons of their own attributes, roaring violently toward the sky.
"The dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the sons are different! The bloodline of creation will last forever! Fusion!"