Chapter 9 Luo Huxian, Three Fids
Zu Long pushed away the elder who came to help him and looked at the people of the three races.
“......................... Silence!"
"Do we still have to fight now? The result of the fight is to fall together," Zu Long said slowly to the embarrassed Tianfeng and Mo Yun.
Tianfeng and Mo Yun took a look at each other and felt that there was no need to fight. If they were fighting, they were making wedding clothes for others. He also agreed with Zu Long's words and prepared to retreat.
Just when the three clans wanted to stop retreating, suddenly..." Haha" There was a burst of laughter in the sky, and then a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared in front of the three races.
Looking at the laughing man in black, Zu Long, Tian Feng and Mo Yun, their faces changed wildly. The three of them were already the top masters of Honghuang, but they didn't find out how the man in black appeared. At the same time, they felt that this matter would definitely not be easy.
After settling down, Zu Long looked at the man in black and asked, "Who are you?" Haha, who am I, I, Luo Hao"
"Luo Hu", as soon as they heard the name, Zu Long and the three of them suddenly looked gloomy. Although their three clans were as ugly as the sea, they also did not like Luo Hu. All three of them all know that Luo Hu is very ambitious. He has been developing vigorously in the West over the years. Unfortunately, he has been shrinking in the West due to the strength of his three races. Today, he suddenly appeared in the situation where the three of them were injured. This is definitely not simple.
Luo Hu looked at the three ethnic groups with heavy casualties and laughed wildly. Haha, the three tribes of Honghuang, today is your end. I, Luo Hu, want to unify the Honghuang. The laughter was deafening. All the people of the three clans below Daluo Jinxian were shocked and dizzy. They were really confused. For a moment, the people of the three clans fell down as if it was raining. At this time, the laughter submerged, and Luo Hao's face was serious. He looked at the three races with the eyes of the dead, and the people who only looked at the three clans were all cold. Now that you're here, don't go. Let's contribute to the hegemony of the flood and famine. Haha, the gun comes." Before the words fell, the ground suddenly cracked, and a black light cut through the space and turned into a long gun in Luo Hu's hand. The gun body fluctuated violently, and the middle around it was cracked one after another. Then the gun body sounded and finally turned into ordinary.
Luo Hu stroked the long gun with an expression, as if he were stroking his lover. He said in a melodious voice: "This gun is called God-sting, which is transformed by the lotus stem of the chaotic green lotus. Although it has no effect of defense and suppressing luck, the attack is comparable to the top innate treasure. I will not feel ashamed compared with this treasure to you today!" After listening to Luo Hu's words, the face of the patriarch of the three clans changed dramatically. Looking at the strong Luo Hao, the patriarch of the three clans only felt numb. Today, it seems that it is impossible to think about kindness. It seems that there is only war. Thinking of this, the three old opponents who have been fighting for many years rushed to Luo Hu with a good heart. Humph~" Looking at the three Zulong who rushed over, Luo Hu snorted disdainfully and didn't say much. He directly picked up the gun and killed them in the dark. Zu Long and others have been lower in cultivation than Luo Hu. Coupled with the chaotic war of the three races, Zu Long and others have fought a war. Whether it is mana or mind, they have already consumed a lot. How can they be Luo Hu's opponent? For a while, Zu Long and others are at a disadvantage.
"Hmm, kill it! Kill it! It won't be long before the three races will be removed from the wilderness! Honghuang will be my world, haha..." Luo Hao laughed wildly, and there was an almost crazy excitement in his eyes. At the same time, he pinched the formula with his hands. The mysterious and inexplicable runes were added to the sword array. In an instant, the red clouds in the sword array were tossed, the red light rose everywhere, and the evil spirit condensed.
"Huh, kill it! Kill it! It won't be long before the three races will be removed from the wilderness! Honghuang will be my world, haha..." Luo Hu laughed wildly, and there was an almost crazy excitement in his eyes. At the same time, he pinched the formula with his hands. The mysterious and inexplicable rune was supported on the magic gun. In an instant, the red clouds on the gun body churled, the red light rose everywhere, and the evil spirit condensed. Zu Long and others who killed directly threw away their armor.
Zu Long and others also found their disadvantages. Are they anxious, but they have no choice but to attack more desperately. I only saw countless shadows, magical power, and Taoism. The sky and the earth seemed to be torn apart, and the space around the four people was like the impacted glass, which broke one after another. At this time, the situation was clear, and it was only a matter of time before Zu Long and others were defeated. The evil spirits gathered, and countless evil spirits gathered into wisps of red clouds, and there was red light everywhere. Countless red sand was wrapped in the wind to form a stream of sand dust, rushing towards Zulong and others. In an instant, countless red sand tore the spiritual defense of Zulong and others, and attacked the flesh of Zulong and others in an instant.
It was just that the blood was constantly gushing out of the wound for a moment. Although Zu Long and others were strong, they could not resist it at all in the red sand, so they cut it in an instant.
"Ah...!" The sad screams sounded from Zulong and other people in an instant.
Luo Hu, who is not annoying, does not give his opponent a chance at all. In the frightened eyes of Zu Long and others, the red sand, gun gas and wind instantly tore their bodies, and the yuan god was also destroyed. At this moment, a burst of sadness rose in the hearts of all the surviving dragons, Phoenix and Kirin, and at the same time, the strange connection with Zu Long in their blood disappeared in an instant. They knew that their patriarch had fallen, and even the yuan god had been destroyed.
At this moment, the three congenital clans cried, looking at the place where Zulong and others disappeared, and looked blankly at the direction of the fall of Zulong and others. The so-called sadness is greater than the death of their hearts. Their hearts are completely dead. At this moment, nearly half of the remaining dragon clans self-destructed their bodies and died together with Zulong and others. Only a few dragon clans survived. However, the three innate races have been completely lonely.
"Haha.. The patriarchs of the three races are dead, and the three races are nothing. They are no longer the hegemon of the flood and famine. The flood and famine will be my world alone. When the ancestors become sanctified against the sky, it is the time to control the flood and famine, hahaha...!" After saying that, Luo Yu waved his right hand, instantly took the magic gun, looked at Honghuang, and left with a wild laughter.
After Luo Hao left, there was a ripple in the space, and a silver light flashed. Zhang Han and Hongjun appeared on the battlefield. In fact, Zhang Han and Hongjun arrived at Bzhou Mountain, the war of the three clans, and Luo Hu took advantage of the fire to rob. Both the master and apprentice saw it clearly, but they did not appear. In Hongjun's words, this is the disaster of the three clans, and we should not intervene. Therefore, the two masters and apprentices have been watching the audience, watching the fight between the three clans as if watching a play, and the killing of Zu Long and others, and the two masters and apprentices did not appear. Looking at the sea full of floating corpses under his feet, Qingxuan waved his hand and the corpses of the three races floating in the sea instantly turned into countless dust and passed away with the wind. Looking at Luo Hu's distant figure, Zhang Han smiled disdainfully. He looked at the west of Honghuang, and the silver light flashed and Hongjun disappeared again