Chapter 78 The Richest Man in the Wilderness
The plague insects that were spread at the beginning of the war continued to lay eggs.

They have multiplied more and more, and their traces can be found everywhere in the ancient world.

And because of its invisible and formless body, it is difficult for ordinary creatures to detect it.

Fu Tu looked expectantly and couldn't help but look at the world next to him that exuded an aging aura.

When this war is over, this supreme sword will surely become a top-grade or even top-grade one.

At that time, it will become a powerful weapon for conquering the Dao or even for those with great supernatural powers.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, 200 million years had passed, and the war still did not stop.

Instead, it made many creatures who were feeling lucky completely give up that idea.

They formed alliances with each other and worked together to deal with the three tribes of creatures.

Fu Tu even saw an immortal-level innate sacred being taken out!
He had no choice but to fight against the three tribes, and then was beaten to death by a king!

It’s still my bad luck, it’s almost there!
Futu couldn't help but shake his head at the tragic fate of this holy man.

In the cold and silent starry sky, there were only more than 500 Daoguo masters left.

Compared with before, it is extremely tragic. Now only the strong ones can survive.

But what attracted the most attention were the ten powerful masters who were constantly fighting in the inner chaos.

Yuan Feng, who was originally at a disadvantage, relied on the help of luck and became a half-step Hunyuan.

He actually fought with Luohou very vigorously, with both sides fighting back and forth, which was very exciting.

The same was true for the first Qilin not far away, who also became a half-step Hunyuan with the help of luck.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch could have gained a slight advantage by relying on his innate treasure, the Tai Chi diagram.

But with the advancement of the first Qilin, it is now in a situation of being beaten.

In the battle between Zhulong and Yangmei, Zhulong was still at a disadvantage as usual and could only drag it out as much as possible.

Ancestor Qiankun was the most comfortable, beating Yuan Huang in front of him until he bleeds profusely.

The number of Nirvanas became less and less, and the breath was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I believe that before long, Yuan Huang’s essence will be exhausted and he will be killed here by the Ancestor Qiankun.

Yuan Feng naturally saw all this and tried his best to come to support.

But how could Luohu agree?

As long as the Chaos Demon frees up one more person, a domino effect will immediately occur.

As for the ancestor Hongjun who was not far away, he was suppressed from beginning to end.

The hazy glow flowing on the surface of the body was covered with scarlet blood mist visible to the naked eye.

The scales of the Ancestral Dragon were also fluttering, and drops of blood were all over the joints between the scales.

Judging from the severity of his injuries, Zulong had a slight advantage in this battle.

But even with this, Zulong was still very satisfied with the situation and couldn't help laughing:

"It's great, it's great, Ancestor Hongjun, you are full of calculations, have you ever thought that this day would come?"

Patriarch Hongjun wielded the Heavenly Blade and split the Ancestral Dragon's law in half.

It left behind a boundary river visible to the naked eye, which was soon submerged by the chaotic energy.

Then he took a deep breath, looked at Zulong sharply, and said seriously:

"You get carried away. This is your flaw. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"If you have the ability, then use it. You are just bluffing!"

"Even if you have a backup plan, so what? I, Zulong, am the most powerful of all the ancient world and invincible!"

Zulong sneered loudly with a look of disdain on his face, his voice was deafening and even reached the starry sky.

Such a high-profile voice naturally attracted many creatures' attention.

The dragon clan's blood boiled when they heard this, while the Qilin clan and the Phoenix clan couldn't help but curl their lips.

As for the soul figures of the two clans, Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin, they just glanced at each other and said nothing.

But judging from the look in their eyes, they seemed a little disapproving.

It's just that because it's a war now, neither of them said anything that would undermine unity.

As for what they really think in their hearts, I'm afraid only the two of them know.

As the object of ridicule, Patriarch Hongjun was neither humble nor arrogant, and showed no sadness or joy.

But his eyes were extremely cold, without a trace of emotion.

Patriarch Hongjun held the Pangu Banner in his right hand, and drew a line in the chaos with his left hand.

Each piece of innate spiritual treasure sparkles with brilliant light and emits various attributes.

It was like a river of spiritual treasures, flowing across the chaos and surrounding him. Adding them together, there were more than 2000 innate spiritual treasures!

The radiance of the spiritual treasures gathered together, penetrating the chaos, and strange visions continued.

The ancestor Hongjun is made to appear supreme and noble, with extraordinary wealth and status.

Although most of them are of inferior quality, there are also quite a few top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

For example, the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit was stepped on by Patriarch Hongjun.

In his left hand he held a dragon-headed cane, which also emitted the aura of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

The most special thing is the auspicious cloud behind the head of Patriarch Hongjun.

The sun, moon and stars shine brightly in the sky, five-colored rays of light color the heavens, and the eight-tone celestial music resounds throughout the universe.

Countless golden lamps, golden lotuses, necklaces, and pendant pearls fell from the auspicious clouds.

It is Pangu's great and righteous spirit that has transformed into the auspicious clouds in the heavens.

Once it is cast, all evil will be shunned, all magic will not affect it, it will ignore attacks from any treasure, and it will be immune to all magical powers and spells.

Judging from the fluctuations it emits, it is also an innate treasure.

With so many treasures, it is not an exaggeration to call Hongjun the richest man in the prehistoric world!
The eyes of many powerful people at the scene were wide open, and they actually stopped for a moment.

They all stared at the ancestor Hongjun not far away with strange eyes.

The powerful Daoguo in the starry sky reacted even more violently.

"Hiss~ What did I see?"

"Are you dazzled today?"

"No, they are all treasures!"

The eyes of those surviving Daoguo masters instantly turned red, revealing a strong greed.

His voice also became a little sour, revealing a strong sense of jealousy.

Even the facial features were a little distorted, becoming unrecognizable.

Even some people who don't have a rich family background develop an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

Fu Tu, who had been paying close attention to the battle situation, could not help but be stunned.

No, why should He do that?

Did he save Pangu in his previous life?

An inexplicable feeling of jealousy unconsciously surged into his heart, leaving him with mixed feelings.

I couldn't help but look at the Ancestral Insect Banner, where precious treasures of the Phoenix and Qilin clans were piled up.

Originally, I felt a little smug in my heart, but when I saw the magical treasures of Ancestor Hongjun.

For some reason, I suddenly felt that it was not fragrant anymore, and had a sense of blandness.

He thought that his wealth was among the best in the entire prehistoric world.

But the moment I saw Patriarch Hongjun, I suddenly felt that he was still too poor!

"Hongjun, you really deserve to die!"

Zulong's eyes also turned red, and he said this with gritted teeth.

"That's right, that's right!"

"Hurry up and kill him! This guy is so hateful!"

"It's just that I can't beat him, otherwise I would have gone up to him and beat him!"

...............

The onlookers nodded one after another, even Fu Tu was no exception, thinking that what Zulong said was correct.

But no matter what they feel, it cannot affect Patriarch Hongjun in the slightest.

"Damn?"

"Don't worry, even if all the dragons die, I can still live well!"

"If you have the time to be jealous, why don't you think about what your last words should be?"

"Zulong, take it!"

Patriarch Hongjun asked back, his voice rising unconsciously as the last sentence fell.

More than 2000 innate spiritual treasures emit eternal and brilliant divine light at the same time.

It emits various powers of laws, forming a magnificent sea of ​​laws.

With overwhelming force, they crushed towards Zulong.

(End of this chapter)