Chapter 57 The war spreads, don't leave the customs A hundred years of time, in the midst of the desolation, is like a blink of an eye, passing in an instant, because here, time is the most worthless thing, which innate gods and demons are either closed or tens of thousands of years, or even a few yuan of time.
Even if they don't retreat, just a few innate gods and demons discussing each other or traveling through the wilderness together, hundreds of thousands of years of time have passed quickly, and I don't think it's long at all.
Time is in the midst of the flood, like flowing water, rushing to come, and rushing away.
The innate gods and demons don't have much concept of time, as if it is just the most ordinary thing, and they don't feel that the time of the flood is important at all.
But at this time, the past hundred years, here in the flood and wilderness, it has been extremely slow and difficult.
The leader of the hundred races was full of sorrow, and he worried all day whether his race would be eliminated from the hundred races, and would be destroyed or become a subsidiary of other races.
When the war broke out again, the hundred tribes realized that they had reached the point where the whole race fought to the death, because you don't fight to the death, but the other races are the whole race, and if you don't follow, you will soon be removed from the hundred races.
In this way, in the midst of the famine, the war of the hundred tribes ignited the famine.
In the flood wilderness, it was filled with countless evil spirits and murderous intentions, and the smoke of gunpowder burned all over the flood wilderness.
The army of the hundred tribes fought from east to west, and then from south to north on top of the flood famine.
Countless people of the Hundred Tribes fell in the war and returned to heaven and earth.
In such a war, the losses of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn clans were extremely small, just a few clansmen.
Although the hundred tribes have a lot of complaints, they don't dare to say it openly.
Not to mention that the people who led the clan came to help were the masters of the Taiyi Realm, and with the identity of their three clans, they didn't dare to mess around. can only bite the bullet and use the strength of his own race to confront other races.
At this time, in the flood and famine, except for the three clans, the exercises that can be cultivated are almost zero.
Except for some of the leaders of the hundred clans, who have some Heavenly Dao inheritances, the others are all according to the most basic method of breathing.
But these leaders of the hundred clans with the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao, except for their own cronies, will not pass down these cultivation methods.
Therefore, among the hundred tribes, there are those who have reached the realm of Taiyi, and they can be counted with one hand.
Therefore, among the clansmen sent by the three clans, although it is only one Taiyi realm, it is enough to suppress its own subordinate races.
In the past hundred years, the three Taiyi Golden Immortal masters of the three clans have had a fight, but they have not won or lost, and since then, the three have never made a move.
The hundred tribes knew that with the attitude of the three tribes at this time, although they sent people, they still didn't think about the war, and everything still had to be handed over to their own people. …… Skinkling, where they are stationed.
"Patriarch, the Dragon Clan refuses to send more people to help...... one of the Skinkling Clansmen said to his Patriarch.
Hearing this, the face of the kondell patriarch sank, although he had already guessed the result, but when he heard it, he still didn't feel good in his heart.
His own spirit lizard clan is also considered to be the strongest subordinate race of the dragon clan, and his repeated requests have not been granted.
With a long sigh in his heart, he looked at the tribe and said, "If you don't want to send troops, forget it."
Is the Taiyi master of the dragon clan willing to make a move?
” "He said that if the Taiyi masters of the other two clans don't make a move, he can't make a move without permission."
"Damn it!"
The Zombie Patriarch cursed angrily, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. refuses to send more clansmen, and the masters sent don't make a move, what are the three clans up to.
"Pass the order, prepare to meet the ......"
The sound of rushing and killing outside came again, and the Skinlizard Patriarch stood up and said coldly.
"Yes!"
He answered and turned to leave.
The situation of the spirit lizard clan is the same as the result obtained by the other hundred clans, the three clans are unwilling to send additional manpower, but the masters who come do not make a move, they have no choice but to continue to send more people in the clan. …… Buzhou Mountain, a fairy mansion.
Nuwa frowned, a touch of unbearability appeared on her pretty face, and she said to Fu Xi, "Brother, the hundred tribes are fighting, countless creatures are affected, most of the creatures under this Buzhou Mountain are not the creatures of the hundred clans, if they are allowed to do so, most of the creatures here will fall." ” Hearing this, Fu Xi's face showed a complicated color, and he looked at Nuwa and said, "Then I don't know if my sister wants to do this?"
In fact, he didn't want to pay attention to so much, but his sister was so kind-hearted, and he didn't want to disobey her.
When Nuwa heard this, her face turned happy, and she said, "Since my brother agreed, then we will take action to protect them for a while."
With you and I cultivating, it should be fine......"
Fu Xi sighed in his heart, showed a smile and said, "That's according to what my sister said......"
The two of them left the cave and came directly to a mountain range thousands of miles away from the cave, using the heavenly rules and earth distance to hook the rules of heaven and earth, forming a large protective array here, so that the creatures under the Buzhou Mountain could enter this array and protect them thoroughly.
With the strength of the hundred clans, it is impossible to break this formation.
But if there is an innate god and demon with higher cultivation, with the strength of the two of them, as long as they are not the patriarchs of the three clans, or the three clans are besieging, there is no big problem.
The two siblings Nuwa and Fuxi came to help the creatures under Buzhou Mountain, and their reputation suddenly became famous, and countless creatures under Buzhou Mountain rushed to seek their refuge.
And Nuwa and Fuxi did not refuse, and let them enter the big battle one after another.
For a while, the two of them left a good feeling and gratitude in the hearts of these creatures.
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In such a desolation, there are still innate gods and demons who are willing to protect them, and when the war subsides, they are even willing to attach themselves to the two and let them send them.
Nuwa and Fuxi's approach was also supported by other innate gods and demons, none other than one of the twelve ancestral witches, Nuwa's sister, Houtu.
Houtu is a kind person, she seems to have inherited all the compassion of the Pangu God, seeing this kind of life-shattering thing, although she can't dissuade the hundred tribes from stopping, but she also wants to do something.
And it just so happened that Nuwa was the same, so she also participated, and together with the two of them, sheltered the creatures under this Buzhou Mountain, so that they could be protected from the invasion of war.
"Sister, thank you......"
A beautiful smile appeared on Nuwa's pretty face, looking at Hou Tudao.
Hearing this, Houtu laughed lightly and said coquettishly, "Where is my sister, my sister is just doing what she can......"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent. …… In the middle of the flood wilderness, the Infinite Mountains.
In the Mixed Yuan Palace, among the Qingyun where Mo Li's dense qi lingered, there was a trace of golden light that suddenly appeared, projecting into the void through the dense gray gas, and bursts of space-time fluctuations suddenly came.
Knowing the sea.
Mo Li looked at the crystals floating around the 'Time and Space Avenue Sutra', and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
After countless years of comprehending the way of time and space, the richness can condense the 'crystal of time and space'.
Although there are not many, but there are only a few dozen, but each piece represents the way of time and space, and it has a great effect, and inside is his road of time and space.
After Mo Li glanced at it, his consciousness returned to his body, and with a wave of his hand, he withdrew the Qingyun above the Heavenly Spirit and the gray gas that enveloped his body, and the sound of the Great Dao in the main hall also stopped in vain.
He stood up, his gaze fell outside the space-time array, and two golden rays of light burst out of his eyes, piercing through countless time and space, and one picture after another appeared in his eyes.
"The Battle of the Hundred Tribes?"
Mo Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and a deep voice came from his mouth.
"The killing machine is gradually rising, and the battle of the three clans is not far away."
Retracting his gaze, Mo left his mouth and whispered.
Immediately, Mo Li's eyes as deep as the sea of stars flashed over two fine lights, "The battle of the hundred clans, just enough for me to go to the treasure house of the hundred clans to find the fragments of the Creation Jade, it is really a perfect time......"
As soon as the words fell, Mo Li had already disappeared, leaving only the ripples of space that had been going on for a long time. …… ……