Prehistoric: From Witch Soldiers to Hunyuan Wuji Luoxian

Chapter 17 Who is behind the scenes?
The existence in the dark is so strong that he can easily kill Da Luo Jinxian with every move.

However, the eighteen elders were not afraid of death, they rushed desperately, and forced a bloody path out of the sea of ​​flames.

"boom!"

None of the eighteen elders flinched, but their death charge didn't help at all.

In front of the supreme level powerhouses, they are as weak as ants.

When the Great Elder broke through to Mo Lin's side, the other party had already been reduced to ashes in the flames.

Mo Lin died in battle, and eighteen elders died in battle!
For a while, the Qilin tribe was in complete chaos, but unfortunately, no one knew who the fierce beast was.

"Lihuo must be Lihuo from the Phoenix clan!"

The members of the Qilin tribe roared in anger. They rushed out of the clan land desperately to avenge Mo Lin and the elders.

However, until now, they didn't know who killed Mo Lin and the eighteen elders.

All they saw was the terrifying and boundless Li Huo.

This made them mistakenly think that it was done by the Supreme of the Phoenix Clan. Coupled with the blindness of the aura of calamity and hatred, they didn't even have the heart to think carefully.

"Revenge for the elders!"

"Destroy the Phoenix Clan and avenge Young Mo Lin!"

The Qilin clan desperately rushed out of Buzhou Mountain, and they rushed to the undead volcano, vowing to destroy the Phoenix clan.

A small part of them went to the East China Sea to deliver the news to Shi Qilin.

The scuffle was about to break out, and the strong man in the dark disappeared in satisfaction. His purpose was to completely provoke a war among the three clans, and then reap the benefits by himself.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the tribe where Wu Yang and the others belonged had already noticed the terrifying noise.

With so many Qilin tribes dispatched, the mighty momentum could not be concealed at all.

"Is it almost over?"

Wu Yang became slightly excited. For the creatures of the three races, this was the moment of their death, but for Wu Yang, this was a key opportunity for his rise.

But Wu Yang knew very well that the decisive battle of the three clans could not be completed in a day or two. If it was really going to be fought, it might take ten years, one hundred years, or even one thousand years.

There are countless living beings of the three races, and this catastrophe will wipe them all out.

With so many powerhouses from the three races, even a fight would take a long time.

Wu Yang watched the mighty Qilin clan leave, and then he continued to forge Wu Bao in the temple with anticipation.

"Hold on, the war of the three clans is just around the corner, and I will definitely gain a lot when the time comes."

Wu Yang devoted himself to forging the magic weapon, but the battlefield outside quickly became a mess.

The undead volcano was attacked by the Qilin tribe, which completely tore apart the faces of the two originally united groups, and fought in the undead volcano.

In the East China Sea, after Shi Qilin learned that Mo Lin had died in battle, he immediately gave up attacking the Dragon Clan and turned to kill the Phoenix Clan.

At this time, the Feng Clan finally realized the smell of conspiracy. The core members of the two groups were beheaded, which was unusual.

You must know that in the tens of thousands of years of fighting before, they often sent strong people to assassinate each other, but none of them succeeded in the end.

But now, both the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan have been brutally murdered, but no one admits that they did it by themselves.

"Now, I'm afraid no one will believe me no matter how I explain it!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Fengzu's long and narrow eyes, all three of his clans were being plotted against, but they could not avoid such an evil conspiracy at all.

Even if they knew it was a trap, they could only jump into it.

"Hmph, the feud between the three clans is as deep as the sea, and the situation is like fire and water. This kind of vendetta adds fuel to the fire. Since you can't avoid it, then there's no need to dodge it!"

Feng Zu is not an indecisive generation, she leads her core members to fight, and retreats while fighting, trying to escape from the joint strangling of the Dragon and Qilin clans.

In her opinion, Zulong and Shi Qilin may both know that this is a calculation against the three races, but they are also happy to take this opportunity to weaken each other's strength.

Now that the Dragon Clan has been disabled, if the Qilin Clan uses the power of the Dragon Clan to cripple the Phoenix Clan, their Qilin Clan will become the most outstanding existence among the three clans.

All these calculations are not as simple as a simple vendetta.

The three clans fought to the death, and the Phoenix clan was flanked by left and right. The situation is not optimistic.

The aura of calamity grew rapidly on the prehistoric land, and the sky and the earth became drowsy. The aura of calamity has turned into dark clouds of evil spirit, covering the sky and the light of immortals.

The deadly battle of the three clans is precisely under the operation of the law of heaven, which vacates a stage for the clans of later generations to appear on the stage.

At this time, under the Buzhou Mountain, on the Sun Star, and in the Kunlun Mountains, there are some eyes watching the war between the three clans.

Although they don't participate in the war, they are very concerned about the war.

"If the three clans fight to the death, then this prehistoric world will be dominated by our Wu clan!"

"Father God opened up the prehistoric world, and we, the Wu Clan, should be in charge. The dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns have such virtues and abilities. Their demise is a certainty."

In the Pangu Temple, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches sat on the ground, and they formed a circle, discussing in secret.

Behind them, all the big witches sat cross-legged on the ground, listening with serious expressions, and at the same time, there was a look of expectation in their eyes.

Once the three clans die, it will be the period when the witch clan is in charge of the prehistoric times. The current twelve ancestor witches seem to have sensed the call of duty in the dark.

Wu Yang didn't care about all of this, he was currently concentrating on building witch treasures in the stone palace.

After the successful research and development of [Rock Shield], Wu Yang needs to pass this technology on to Wu Peng and others as soon as possible.

Now managing more than 20 people, Wu Yang and the others are not slowing down the progress of refining treasures.

"Wu Yang!"

Just as everyone was refining witch treasures, a call came from the gate of the forging hall.

Wu Yang and the others looked back, only to see Mr. Wu Jiang coming to the stone hall alone.

Wu Yang led the crowd to walk two steps, and came to Lord Wu Jiang.

"See Mr. Wizard General!"

Wu Yang clasped his fists to salute, Wu Gan nodded, and looked at the people who forged Wu Bao.

"You continue to refine Wu Bao, don't be too polite, I have something to talk to Wu Yang."

Wu Gan dismissed the crowd, and he led Wu Yang out of the Lihuo Temple and walked to his own stone hall.

This is the first time Wu Yang has dealt with Wu Gan at close range. He knows that this lord Wu Jiang lives in seclusion, and his only interest is cultivation.

"Recently, the war among the three clans has become more and more intense, and there is no guarantee of safety in the tribe, so you need to build as many Wu Baolai as possible, so as to ensure the safety of the tribe's sons!"

Wu Qian was obviously also aware of the danger, so he approached Wu Yang at this critical moment to remind him.

"Don't worry, my lord, my eldest brother and I will definitely go all out to create enough witch treasures for the tribe!"

Wu Yang immediately stated that he was able to stay in Lihuo Temple because of this skill, so there should be no ambiguity in this matter.

Wu Gan nodded, he was very satisfied with Wu Yang's performance.

"Okay, the former manager of Lihuo Temple died in battle, do you intend to take over?"

Wu Gan's question made Wu Yang stunned.

If you succeed Lihuo Temple, you will be the master of the first hall, and your rights, resources, and status will all be greatly improved.

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