East China Sea Dragon Palace. The incarnations of Mo Qilin and Vermilion Bird came to sit down, the incarnation of Zhulong sat at the main seat, and below them were the accompanying strong men from the three tribes. "We can't go on like this anymore. It was agreed that our three races will rise up. Let's not talk about rising if we continue like this. Our three races will really decline completely." Mo Qilin said irritably. Thinking back to how high-spirited the three clans were at the first auction, even Hongjun was able to take the first step, but what about this time? Nothing! Apart from being able to lend money to earn a little profit, it is not even blended in. This makes Mo Qilin, who originally imagined that the three races are awesome, cool, blowing up the sky and setting foot on the prehistoric world, or other three races. How can I accept it, and how can I accept it willingly. "Other parties seem to have their own industries and affairs. Only our three clans can only use the deadly method of collecting resources in the wild. It seems that the harvest is not small, but it is not worth mentioning at all." Yuan Feng said quietly. "The glory of our three clans has already passed away. It's just that the mind and brain are not as good as these younger generations."
Zhulong sighed, feeling a little lonely. "There is another way." At this moment, Mo Qilin's eyes flickered, and he said slowly. As soon as these words came out, Yuanfeng and Zhulong looked over immediately. "We can't, but what about our elder brother?" "In the past, it was not us or our three clans who relied on the three clans to rule the flood and desolation, but our eldest brother!" "Even if they are alone, they can suppress a family and suppress the prehistoric people. In the past, even Hongjun had to retreat three points." "They rely not only on strength, but also on wisdom!" Mo Qilin said forcefully. "You mean...resurrection of the Three Patriarchs?" Zhulong's eyes were fixed, and his voice was dry. Three ancestors! Kaitian Sanzu! The ancestor of the third ancestor! Zulong! Zu Feng! Zu Qilin! ! ! "Not necessarily impossible!" "In the past, we couldn't, but now with the Hongmeng Auction, Honghuang has changed a lot. Moreover, we have gained a lot from the Hongmeng Auction!" Yuanfeng's eyes flickered, and his tone gradually became agitated. "Then...try it?"
Candle Dragon said slowly. … Buzhou Mountain, in the Temple of the Ancestral Witch. "The imprint of the time and space river has been obtained, and that person has already said that as long as there are enough resources, the Father God may even be resurrected at the peak state! If so, the Wuwu Clan will rise completely, truly rise!" "Next, our family will gather resources at the fastest speed and at all costs. The sooner the Father God is resurrected, the better for us. What do you think?" Di Jiang said excitedly. "Follow elder brother's orders." "Follow elder brother's orders." "Follow elder brother's orders." The ancestor witches said without thinking. "Brothers, we need to find a new path and find other ways to collect resources. This way, not only can the Father God be resurrected faster, but also allow our family to seize the opportunity to have a place in the next auction. " "This auction is already of such a standard, so what about the next time? We can't be so slack anymore, the scenery of the heavens has been revealed before us, if we can't grasp it, will you brothers be willing?" "If you just sell blood, you can never really get a lot of resources." Houtu said softly in a warm voice. As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the eleven ancestor witches all focused on Houtu. "Little sister, do you have an idea?" Di Jiang asked. ......... Zi Xiaogong. "I see. Is this how the heavens are divided? Is this the composition of special planes?" "The reason why it is special is because it occupies a special position in the heavens and worlds. All of them have special features, and my Primordial Plane is also among them. That's why there are so many Primordial Planes?" "Also, novels?" "My world, is it just a novel?" "From this point of view, the Earth plane is probably the most mysterious and special existence among all the special planes. Unfortunately, if we knew about it earlier, we should have taken the Earth plane." Putting down the information record of the heavens in his hand, Hongjun fell into deep thought, and a series of Nan Nan-like words came out of his mouth, and there were flashes of brilliance in his eyes. novel? Although there were ripples in Hongjun's heart, he didn't pay too much attention to it. What about novels.
What about reality? Whether it's this face or the heavens, it's just a chess game. Only when you are strong can you jump out of the chess game. Just like him and Tian Dao control the calamity and promote the evolution of the prehistoric, it is not a script. It's innocuous and doesn't matter at all. Not to mention, after the Hongmeng Auction, Honghuangben already had infinite possibilities, and had already jumped out of the original track. It can be said that these have nothing to do with their Honghuang plane, and Hongjun naturally didn't care even more. "The cultivation system seems to have an idea..." Thinking of the inspiration he got from the information records of the heavens, a smile appeared on Hongjun's face, and he couldn't help becoming excited. [PS: I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been too tired these two days. Wow, I slept until twelve o’clock at noon, and it’s so comfortable. Congratulations to everyone again for a happy new year~ Ask for flowers! Ask for an evaluation ticket! Ask for a reward! Kneeling for a wave of all support! ! ! Your support is the biggest motivation for the author to move forward! 】 Happy reading every day during Spring Festival in the Year of the Rabbit! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons! Immediate recharge (activity period: January 21st to February 5th)