People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 957 Crossing the Great Dao, Only One Person Remains
"Fellow Daoist Lü Yue, things have come to this point. Do you think there is still any room for maneuver?" Xuanwu Longxiang revealed a venomous look as he stared at the many Primordial Chaos experts floating in the void.

"Once the bottom line is broken, it is almost impossible to re-establish constraints unless both parties have ties. Fellow Daoist Xuanwu, are you afraid that a million years from now?"

"Your lifespans have come to an end, and there will be no one to restrain the many powerful beings of the Primordial Chaos realm present here."

"good!"

Although Xuanwu Longxiang was unwilling to admit it, reality was beyond their control. Unless they could completely suppress all the powerful beings present, the Dragon Clan was in grave danger.

Lü Yue shook his head slightly.

The authorities are obsessed!

However, the dragon race has indeed narrowed its own path.

"You can make another sacrifice before your lifespan ends, so that your descendants can enter the Sea of ​​Bitterness and receive its inheritance. At that time, the same balance will still be maintained."

"With the constraints of the Great Dao, it's probably worth a try?"

Lu Yue dared not make any guarantees. Among the many powerful beings present, how many had not been oppressed by the Ancestral Dragon, and how many had been forced to leave their homes?

If it weren't for the fact that I really couldn't survive.

How could they possibly come back again?
now!

A chilling aura quietly spread, enveloping all the powerful beings present.

"Then it won't work."

Zu Long chuckled self-deprecatingly. When he wanted to dominate all ages, he considered the worst-case scenario, but he still hadn't thought about these self-proclaimed noble Primordial Ancestors.

One by one, they broke through the lower limit.

He directly focused his gaze on all living beings in the world, using the Primordial Dao Fruit to bully Great Luo Immortals, Golden Immortals, and Celestial Immortals. It was a complete crushing victory for them; they had absolutely no chance of winning.

Even with a magical treasure protecting him.

It still had no effect.

"That's all."

Xuanwu Longxiang also spoke slowly.

"Let's fight a battle and see how many are left. The remaining primordial beings will be the masters of this world, and at the same time, we can bring them back to the same level."

"My dragon race is not necessarily at a disadvantage."

hum~
The Ancestral Dragon violently tore through space, causing the formation to expand. Tentacles transformed from the Dragon Ancestor swept towards the crowd, while others, led by the Black Tortoise Dragon, attacked those Primordial Chaos experts who dared to attack the weak creatures of the four seas.

The Kui Niu Ancestor among them is the target of the Xuanwu Dragon.

His daring to mock the Ancestral Dragon is an insult to their billions of dragons.

Lü Yue sighed.

Once they gain power, they become arrogant and unruly!
This is a reflection of reality. And that Kui Niu Ancestor may have his Dao body torn apart by the Xuanwu Dragon Form.

Hongjun, the old Daoist, fixed his profound gaze on Lü Yue and smiled calmly, "What will you do, fellow Daoist?"

"Just wait and see what happens!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist Hongjun nodded.

This battle.

It's just a test between the two sides; it hasn't reached a point where neither side can accept it.

They will only stop and make peace when both sides feel pain from the losses.

All the myriad spirits of the primordial world shared a common hatred for the enemy.

Even knowing they were outmatched, they still used the advantage of the formation to directly suppress the slow-moving, thick-skinned Xuanwu that were floating in the void.

The dragon race resembles a giant serpent.

The soft tentacles extending from its neck, like branches of the Tree of Wisdom, spread a sense of fear, and the ferocious beasts seemed about to burst forth from its body.

This time, it was also a near-death experience.

Hongjun, the old Taoist, seemed not to see anything with his calm and unwavering eyes. With a slight movement of his whisk, he tore apart a dragon ancestor whose mouth was wide open.

In the void.

Drops of thick, black blood fell.

The First Emperor then let out a furious roar.

It flew towards Hongjun.

"Master Hongjun, do you wish to spar with me?"

Hongjun sneered, "Although your cultivation is powerful enough to sweep across a region, you are still at a disadvantage in front of me."

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Hongjun turned around, took a step, and arrived at Yujing Mountain.

The reason he didn't act wasn't because he couldn't subdue the Ancestral Dragon, but because he was unwilling. Hongjun, being one with the Heavenly Dao, naturally understood the grand scheme of things. The Supreme Will had always been watching the development of the prehistoric world.

The appearance of the First Dragon was no coincidence.

Rather, it was a self-cleansing of heaven and earth.

The Primordial Great Power occupied the mountain and became an immortal.

Founding a new school of thought.

He had numerous sons and disciples.

Demon Court, Witch Clan, Starry Sky
The balance of power among various forces has been disrupted.

Therefore, the First Dragon came to cleanse the primordial world. Once all living beings have survived this calamity of the four seas, they can once again restore the original peace and cultivate their understanding of the Dao.

It's just a matter of thought.

It's a pity that other powerful beings of the Primordial Chaos, such as Di Jun, Tai Yi, Kun Peng, and many other gods and demons, failed to see through the deeper meaning. If they had been more discerning...

They could completely leave the supreme wilderness.

Make room.

Make way for the birth of new life.

To make way for a new system of spiritual practice.

“Zulong, you are the master of this great calamity. This old Daoist will not voluntarily interfere with the cause and effect of heaven and earth.”

He then gave a "please" instruction.

The moment it struck Zulong, he felt dizzy, as if he were dreaming. He looked at Hongjun with a hesitant gaze.

"The Lord of the Great Calamity".

"nature."

Lü Yue also had a sudden realization. If it weren't for the old Taoist Hongjun and himself, the Ancestral Dragon's ability would have been almost unsolvable, directly driving away all living beings.

Or perhaps it was stopped by all the myriad spirits of the primordial world.

Blood stained the wilderness.

The suffering caused by the seven emotions and six desires is a great poison to all living beings in the primordial world.

Haha
The voice of the First Emperor, devoid of any emotion, slowly rang out.

"Since you all share a common hatred for the enemy, I will give you a chance. Come on."

The First Dragon hovered in the void.

A pair of enormous dragon bodies, as black as ink, their tentacles writhing wherever they went, coldly uttered: "Kill!"

Behind it, hundreds of equally bizarre dragon ancestors hunted their own targets. Even with the protection of the formation, some of the Primordial Chaos experts were forced to self-destruct.

Both jade and stone will be destroyed!

Ugh!
The Grandmaster Hongjun spoke slowly, his words echoing throughout the entire Eastern Continent: "Issue my decree: Celestial Gods and Immortals, disciples of the Three Teachings, return to Jade Capital Mountain immediately. Do not fail!"

As a Primordial Golden Immortal.

Master Hongjun still had the privilege of protecting his own disciples, but other disciples from other forces were not so lucky.

Everyone heard this.

They all frowned.

It was Master Hongjun who gathered them together, so why was Master Hongjun the first to withdraw from the battlefield? Was it simply to make them cannon fodder?
Everyone looked sideways.

Di Jun's expression was solemn as he looked at the Jade Capital Mountain, which was faintly disappearing in the void.

He said with a displeased expression.

"May I ask, Ancestor, have you abandoned us like trash, tricked us into coming here, just to make us commit suicide?" Di Jun's angry voice resounded through the sky.

It's not just him.

And all the myriad spirits of the primordial world expressed their dissatisfaction with this.

"First, it's not that I, the old Taoist, am asking you to return to the primordial world; it's your own choice."

"Secondly, this is the decision of the Supreme Will, not my own doing. Whether you are in the Chaos Sea or in the myriad worlds, your cultivation has regressed instead of progressed. Have you never thought about the reason?"

"Third, on the great road, there is only one person who can cross it."

(End of this chapter)