The wild beast is very fierce

——Yazi (yazi), the second child, has been fighting and killing all his life. The sword ring, knife handle, and dragon swallowing mouth are its portraits. After these weapons decorate the image of the dragon, they add more intimidating power.

Not only are the weapons of famous generals on the battlefield, but they are used more in the weapons of ceremonial guards and palace guards, thus making them more majestic and solemn - the secret scroll of the inheritance of the ferocious beast clan

In the following hundred years of the prehistoric world, the twelve ancestor witches attacked the Feng clan and Qilin clan respectively. The three clans are now intercepted, assassinated, or... and other tricks, which are done by the twelve ancestor witches.

It's so miserable!

Anyway, the children of the three tribes are not allowed, and they cannot, and they dare not walk alone on this prehistoric continent.

I was afraid that the twelve evil stars would come to me and that my great life would die in this way. My billions of years of cultivation turned into a round cake. No waves were left in the long river of history.

And the twelve ancestor witches also fully mastered the guerrilla tactics essence of the great leader Grandpa Mao: the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy retreats and we disturb us, and the enemy is tired and we will fight.

It's like coming and going without a trace, shooting and changing places, never fighting or being radical...

In the Dragon Palace—

"Clan leader! What should we do now? The tribesmen were scared by the twelve demon gods. Even the tribesmen who practiced in that tribe did not dare to enter into meditation with peace of mind, for fear that those people would attack them.

If this continues, we will be completely covered with all our faces. Clan leader! Clan leader! Clan leader! You should think of a solution quickly!" The elder of the dragon clan said anxiously to Longzu.

"Well! I know everything you said. Now it is a troublesome autumn, and hidden powers are appearing one after another. It is really not appropriate for us to cause trouble anymore." Zulong said with a headache.

"Send the order! The children of our tribe will be in seclusion within ten thousand years. Without my order, they are not allowed to go out until the ban is lifted." Then he said again.

"But that...yes! The patriarch." The elder hesitated for a moment, and immediately answered quickly after seeing Zulong's confidence on his face.

"Okay, I know your concerns. I have a solution. Let's go down!" Zulong said that, then waved his hand to ask the elder to retreat.

"It seems that the patriarchs of my three tribes are going to unite. I hope those twelve guys will not fall into my hands in unlucky manner, otherwise, I won't blame me for being ruthless."

After the elder retreated, Zulong murmured gloomyly, the heat in the entire hall seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees, which made people shudder, which shows how deep the ancestor dragon hated the twelve ancestor witches.

It's...

In the Qilin clan of the Buzhou Mountains, there were three people sitting on a square table.

Among them, Feng Zu said first: "Ao Lie, are you here for the twelve demon gods?"

"Well, now the people of my three tribes have been killed one after another, which is a panic. If this continues, I am afraid that the foundation we have built with great difficulty will collapse and be destroyed. So now I think... it is worse than the three of us. Joining forces will surely be able to capture it!" Zulong said in a hatred.

"Yes! I agree with Ao Lie's statement. It's better for us to destroy them just like this. First, we can revitalize the majesty of the three tribes, and second, we can also relieve our great troubles. OK! That's it, hahaha..."

Kuang Lin immediately decided on this plan as he spoke, and then smiled excitedly, as if he had seen the different parts of the ancestor witches.

"Since we have agreed, we will set off now without further ado!!" Zulong decided immediately.

"Good." Feng Zu and Kuang Lin heard all the words and said everything.

Afterwards, the three of them disappeared immediately...

The northern part of the prehistoric continent—

"Haha! It's so cool! Look at how arrogant the three tribes are now. As long as I think of the three tribes' suffocating now, I feel comfortable all over, and I'm even more excited than if I beat Gonggong." Zhu Rong's broken gong like a broken gong

His voice was shouting loudly at this moment.

"You guy can get me in any way you say! Just you can win me even if you win?" Gonggong replied disdainfully.

"Oh! You guy is not convinced? Believe it or not, I will beat you now so that God of Father can't recognize you?" Zhu Rong said with a shouting voice again.

"Okay! Can you two stop arguing every day? It's like two flies, it's really annoying! Are you... you two born to be a pair of enemies?" Hou Tu said, sharing ambiguously

Gong and Zhurong looked back and forth.

"Bah, the genius is a pair with him!" Gonggong and Zhu Rong said in unison.

Then, after realizing the other party’s answer like himself, he also said, “What are you learning from me for?” After that, the ancestors and witches all laughed out loud…

"It seems that the friends are in a very good mood! I wonder what makes you so happy? Why don't you say it and let us have fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ripples appeared in the void, and then three figures appeared. These were the Dragon Ancestor, the Phoenix Ancestor and the Qilin Ancestor.

"No! Get the formation quickly..." Di Jiang thought to himself that something was wrong when he saw the visitor, and then said to the other ancestor witches.

"The Dutian formation started!" The ancestor witches shouted, and saw that the formation that made Kuang Lin suffer a loss suddenly stood up at this moment.

And compared to the last time, the evil spirits in it are a little more intense, which looks even more intimidating.

"It's indeed a peerless formation! Even Kuang Lin almost... Hum... We should break this formation quickly and catch them, but don't let them run away..."

As Ao Lie said, he felt that he had said the wrong thing, so he whispered awkwardly, but he immediately said seriously.

After hearing this, Feng Zu nodded in agreement. Only the Qilin Ancestor was very depressed and thought with grievance:

"Isn't it just that I happened to meet you in a bad mood? If you meet me, I might not be as strong as me!"

Of course, this was only a momentary incident. As soon as they finished speaking, they released the unique momentum of the quasi-saint, hoping to use their momentum to overwhelm the twelve ancestor witches. Even if they couldn't, they could also affect their combat effectiveness.

.

However, these may be useful to others, but they are like drizzle to the ancestor witches! Just because they are Pangu bloodlines that have opened up the prehistoric world, how can the creatures in the prehistoric world cause harm to them?

Therefore, the actions of Zulong and the other two were completely useless, but although this is the case, it should not be overlooked.

The quasi-saint is a quasi-saint, and it is not comparable to the ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal. Even if you have the heaven-defying array, it is the same. What's more, not to mention that the one who came this time, but three of them came at the same time!?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are also well aware of this situation, but they have their own plans. The most important task now is to fight first. The Ancestral Witches have never been afraid of any challenges.

Just because they are the ancestor witches! Pangu’s bloodline!

"boom……"

The war broke out in full swing, but only Zulong went to fight, and the remaining Feng Zu and Kuang Lin silently blocked the retreat of the ancestor witches.

"Several little demons dare to be so arrogant! Kill my dragon clan's children and destroy my dragon palace. What crime should I do? Take my move - to overturn the rivers and seas." Zulong shouted immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, a handprint was drawn out in his hand, and finally condensed into a magic trick to attack the ancestor witches. Then the magic seal gradually took shape, and a wave of terrifying waves carried the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, it was already

It was whistling to the ancestor witches.

"Playing in front of your ancestors!? I really don't know how to live or die. Look at me - One Yuan True Water breaks all the methods."

Gonggong in the formation said disdainfully after seeing Zulong's moves.

Then, Gonggong also made his own unique magic trick and rushed towards the tsunami.

"boom……"

A loud noise came out, and after a swaying mountain, everything finally came to peace, leaving only a mess.

"Haha... the dragon clan is just like this. If you have the ability, we will really attack with real swords and guns. Don't come here to tell you! It's useless!" Zhu Rong's unique voice burst out, looking like he was so angry that he was not worth his life.

"Hmph! I'm just trying to see if you have any real skills, since that's the case..."

"Sing..."

Zulong said furiously, then transformed himself into his true body, and then rushed into the formation to fight with the ancestor witches...

"Peng...Peng..."

The collision between the body can be imagined from the huge sound of the battle.

"Roar... not enough! Not enough! You three guys should go together! What are the fears of my twelve ancestor witches!"

The arrogant shouts of the ancestor witch came from the formation, which was so arrogant.

"Oh! I'm so angry! Li Feng, I really can't stand it anymore, I'll go." After saying that, Kuang Lin rushed in immediately.

"Oh! Kuanglin, you...but the three of us quasi-saints are here. I think they can't fly this time. Since that's the case, it's better to fight quickly..."

After saying that, Li Feng immediately entered the formation...

The war continued, but the scars on the bodies and faces of the ancestor witches were increasing, and the blood from the corners of their mouths could not be stopped. They were gasping loudly from their mouths, but the situation was

Not good.

"Don't you surrender yet? Do you really want to die here?" Feng Zu advised with great sincerity.

"There are only the ancestor witches who died in battle, and no surrendered ancestor witches!" The twelve ancestor witches shouted in unison, and the inconvenience and Ling Xiao's fighting spirit were eternal.

"Hmph, if you don't want to eat the toast, today is the time to die. I see who can save you..." Ao Lie said to the ancestor witch in the formation with viciousness.

After saying that, he then made a move to pounce on his body and launch a new round of attacks.

But at this moment, a purple bamboo stick suddenly appeared in the void.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

He just tapped Zulong and the other two, but he didn't know how powerful he could be.

But the Zulong and the other two retreated back dozens of meters, and they couldn't stop coughing, and blood in their mouths poured out like money.

"Ahem... who is it... Senior Master here. We are destroying aliens who intend to invade the prehistoric world. If you offend me, please give me your best advice. We will correct our mistakes in the future." Ao Lie said loudly.

Said to the purple bamboo stick floating in the air.

"The Witch Clan is Pangu's bloodline and should not be destroyed. You should retreat!"

At this moment, a man's voice came from the bamboo stick. It was so ethereal, unpredictable, but extremely majestic.

It seems to be in the sky, but also far away from the end of the world, mysterious and mysterious.

"Senior..." Feng Zu wanted to say something when he heard this.

But Zhu Jian seemed to be impatient, so she immediately interrupted her: "Yeah? Don't you retreat yet? Don't you want to leave?"

Seeing this situation, Ao Lie knew that the situation was better than that of a human today, so he hurriedly grabbed Li Feng who was still trying to open his mouth.

He gave Kuanglin another wink, and the three of them flew into the distance in shame and passed away in the blink of an eye.

And the bamboo stick seemed to have completed the task, and at this moment, it disappeared quietly.

What was left was the twelve ancestor witches looking at each other...

However, they all silently remembered the figure of the purple bamboo stick and the voice of the mysterious man in their hearts.

I hope to see this person again one day.

The chaos of the three clans ends,

Being defeated everywhere,

I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster,

I want to know the next explanation.