This flood is too dangerous

Chapter 289 The Great Desolation Shakes!The Heart of Rahu!
"how?"

After the battle ended, Hongjun asked blankly.

Raising eyebrows and being silent for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Very strong! It's a bit difficult for me to stop them alone."

"You have to hurry up. If they go one step further, I'm afraid it will be hard to tell."

Hongjun nodded slightly, "Come on, it's only a Yuanhui time at most."

Raising eyebrows and nodding, no more words.

……

Feng Qishan, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect Luo Hu to be so strong. If it weren't for Yuan Lian's precautions, and the ancestors of the witch clan, the consequences would be disastrous!"

Only after the war stopped, Hong Yun sighed.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, and said calmly: "I'm going to retreat."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Everyone was silent, because they all sensed the suppressed anger in Zhen Yuanzi's heart.

This anger was not only for Luo Hu, but also for Zhen Yuanzi himself, who was angry at his shallow morals and low cultivation.

The Yuanchu Temple was not Yuanlian's temple alone. Looking back on the past, whenever a huge crisis came, it was not Yuanlian who resisted everything alone.

Although everyone didn't say it, they remembered it in their hearts.

"I've also gone to retreat." Hong Yun's heart sank, and he left straight away.

Everyone also sighed softly and dispersed.

Northern Wilderness.

Netherworld Shrine.

Ming He sat upright with a serious face on his face, above the main hall, Kunpeng, Qin Yuan and others gathered together, including Guiche and others.

After countless yuanhuis running around, they can be regarded as initially controlling the entire northern part of the wild.

But just a few days after the cessation, Luo Hu came back.

The battle between Luohu and the Wu Clan shook the entire prehistoric world. Some of the congenital saints who practiced alone and stayed in the dojo all the year round were fine.

Like the Netherworld Shrine and the Court of Guiding God, the forces occupying a certain area are inevitably a little worried.

It's okay that Luo Hu has no intentions, if he intends to attack them, no one is an opponent with Luo Hu's terrifying strength.

It's nothing more than they think so much, it's just like the prehistoric people.

Tomorrow and the accident, I don't know which one will come first.

If the strength is not strong enough, then the path of life depends on the thoughts of others. You'd better pray that others don't have evil thoughts towards you.

This is also one of the reasons why almost all the holy beings, as well as countless beings, tirelessly seek the way and improve their strength.

"If Rahu strikes, we will be powerless to resist, unless..." Kunpeng looked solemn, and he hesitated to speak at the end.

It's just that although he didn't say it out loud, everyone present knows it very well.

If Rahu really attacked, they would have no power to resist.

Unless they also follow Yuanchu Temple and evacuate first.

However, the development route of the Nether Shrine is different from that of the Yuanchu Shrine. The Nether Shrine governs the huge northern part of the prehistoric region and gathers immeasurable luck.

With this departure, all the hard work of so many churches will be in vain.

Styx pondered slightly, and said: "Everyone don't need to be so worried, it's a good thing to plan ahead, but don't be overly panicked."

He paused and said, "However, I can make preparations early. If Rahu really strikes one day, I can only retreat to the Nether Blood Sea first."

"As for the prehistoric northern part, if you lose it, you lose it, and you are the root."

Qi luck is originally a tool to assist in practice and comprehend the Dao, and it is the root itself.

Therefore, although luck is important, when life is at stake, it is ignored.

Everyone nodded in agreement with Styx's words.

……

Just like the Netherworld Shrine, the Court of Receiving and Introducing Gods also convenes sacred discussions.

It's just that compared with the Netherworld Shrine, there is still a way out, and the atmosphere on their side is more solemn, because they have no way out at all.

The Guiding Shenting Taoist Temple is originally located in the west, unless Luo Hu doesn't bother them, once they find them, they will have nowhere to go.

For a moment, people were in a state of panic, and there was nothing they could do to guide and guide them. They could only hope that Luo Hu's eyes would not fall on them.

The starry sky, heaven.

"Luo Hu! Witch Clan! I didn't expect there to be such a strong man in the Great Desolate Land!" Tai Yi's eyes were solemn, and his heart was extremely shocked.

Although he looked highly on the Great Desolate Land, he didn't expect to despise it.

Just one Luohu is enough to underestimate the destruction of the Heavenly Court, not to mention the more terrifying witch clan.

Di Jun looked solemn, and said seriously: "It is not appropriate to rush forward in the matter of the prehistoric land. Let the dragons slowly occupy the four seas first, and then map the four directions."

"Although there are many strong people in the prehistoric land, you have also seen that they are torn apart and conquered endlessly."

"We only need to nibble one by one, and the wild land will eventually belong to you and me!"

Although Di Jun was equally shocked, there was still flames in his heart.

The stronger the prehistoric land, the more luck it has, and the more help it will give them, the more he wants to keep it for himself.

He is the emperor of heaven, so he should rule the earth and the prehistoric world with heaven!
……

"How are you, are you alright?" In the Pangu Palace, Houtu asked calmly.

Yuan Lian shook her head with a smile, "It's okay, it's just that some killing sword energy remains in the body, and it will be eliminated soon."

That's right, even though Yuan Lian was heavily guarded, and the defensive power was against the sky, but within a few breaths of effort in the Jade Immortal Sword Formation, she was still broken through the defense and cut by the Jade Immortal sword energy.

"You don't need to get rid of it. This killing sword qi contains majestic murderous aura and evil spirit. If you refine it, you can also slightly enhance your true body."

Di Jiang smiled and said.

The real body of the ancestral witch refines all kinds of heaven and earth spiritual energy, evil spirit and murderous spirit, to strengthen the blood and strengthen the physique, and this killing sword spirit is also one of the merits.

"Oh~~" Yuan Lian's eyes lit up, she nodded and said, "If that's the case, then follow what elder brother said."

Anyway, with the Spiritual Light of Purifying the World to suppress the Sword Qi of Zhu Xian, I don't worry about what will happen. Refining is just a little more time-consuming than purifying it.

After chatting for a while, the twelve ancestor witches also went back to disperse, and Yuan Lian also returned to the Houtu tribe with Houtu.

Yes, he did not leave the Wu Clan.

Because he knew that although Luo Hu was repelled this time, the crisis was not resolved.

After returning to her living palace, Yuan Lian retreated directly and began to refine the sword energy of Zhu Xian.

In the universe of the physical body, a brilliant aura turned into a cage, trapping tens of thousands of broken sword lights.

With a thought in Yuan Lian's mind, a gap appeared in the spiritual light of Jingshi, and several sword lights rushed out immediately, and then the spiritual light of Jingshi quickly closed in.

boom! ! !
Yuan Lian mobilized the boundless blood energy, submerged the sword energy, and began to refine it slowly.

This is a time-consuming effort, and it will take a long time, but Yuan Lian obviously doesn't care about it.

He was immersed in it, without thinking or thinking.

The years are long, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Like a sculpture, Yuan Lian slowly opened her eyes and smiled softly, "It's all refined at last!"

Yuan Lian was also very happy to feel the increasingly vast energy and blood.

However, he did not go out, but continued to practice in seclusion.

With the enemy at hand, he had to become stronger.

You can't always hide in the Wu Clan, this is not a problem!
While he was retreating and cultivating, Luo Hu made a move.

West, Mount Sumeru.

"Master, you're out!" In the hall, Luo Tian hurriedly greeted Luo Hu when he saw Luo Hu's figure.

Ten thousand years ago, Luo Hu returned to Mount Sumeru covered in blood, and hurriedly retreated to recuperate his wounds as soon as he appeared, which made Luo Tian worried for a while.

Seeing Luo Hu appear at this moment, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Hu smiled lightly, nodded lightly, and said, "The Yuanhui where I'm not here, thank you for your hard work."

It has to be said that Luo Hu is still very satisfied with himself as a disciple.

Luo Tian immediately bowed and said, "The master has something to do, and the disciple should accept his work. This is what Luo Tian should do, and he dare not take credit for it."

Luo Hu nodded, and said, "You came just in time, I have some things for you to do."

"Master, please give me instructions." Luo Tian said solemnly.

"You hold the sword formation as a teacher, and in the name of your teacher, you invited all the Taiyi saints from the prehistoric west to Luo Palace." A cold light flashed in Luo Hu's eyes.

In the past years, he didn't care about such things as power. After all, only his own strength is the root. Like those saints in the early stage of Taiyi, he can destroy tens of thousands of gods by himself, so he has no intention of developing power.

He also accepted a disciple and established a Luo Palace. He was just a name, and basically handed over to Luo Tian to rule.

It's just that the last battle of the Wu Clan made him understand that even if the enemy cannot be crushed, proper assistance can also play a role in controlling the balance of victory.

"What if there are those who don't follow?" Luo Tian obviously understood the meaning of the master, and asked immediately.

"Those who don't follow will be punished!" Luo Hu calmly said cold words.

Luo Tian nodded, suddenly seemed to think of something, slightly raised his head to look at Luo Hu and said:
"Master, if you want to find some sacred help, I personally think that the Nether Shrine would be a good choice."

"Oh! Tell me!" Luo Hu said softly, his eyes fluctuating.

"The Netherworld Palace is so powerful that it occupies the entire northern part of the Great Desolation, and its lord is called Styx."

"The disciple once dealt with him once. This Styx is powerful, and it is also a way of practicing killing, which is exactly the root of my Luo Palace."

"It's better for the disciple to go around and bring him into the Luo Palace for help."

After Luo Tian finished speaking, he looked at Luo Hu with burning eyes.

Netherworld Shrine, Styx, Avenue of Slaughter!
Luo Hu pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, then you can take a trip to the Netherworld Palace on behalf of the teacher."

"As long as he is willing to enter the Luo Palace, his luck will be prosperous for the teacher, and the road can be expected. If he is not willing... then he will go there personally as a teacher."

Before he finished speaking, a stream of light surged out from his sea of ​​consciousness, and a picture scroll quietly floated in front of Luo Tian.

"Bring on the sword array, anyone under the late stage of Taiyi can be beheaded!"

Luo Tian responded: "Yes, thank you Master for giving me the treasure, this disciple will not disgrace Master's order!"

Luo Tian's face was calm, but his heart was secretly happy.

You must know that apart from meditation, Luo Hu basically doesn't care about the affairs of the Luo Palace, and the affairs of the Luo Palace are all handled by him.

This time is a great opportunity to form a team for himself, so he naturally won't be careless.

(End of this chapter)